Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Little Ashes

I just finished watching the untold story of the intimate friendship of the famous artists Federico Garcia Lorca and Salvador Dali set during the Spanish Civil War era. Federico was a great poet and playwright on the other hand Salvador was a great surrealist painter, sculptor and designer. They are both multitalented and very ambitious. Both have similar things in common. They enjoyed doing alot of things together. I also enjoyed how Robert Pattinson portrayed the role of Salvador Dali. His changing looks and characters were portrayed beautifully. The movie had a good musical score. I love how the music gives you a feeling of surprise, anger, love, and deep thinking. Whew!


However, Federico was executed by a group of Nationalist militia for reasons I am not really sure about. Historically, he was an anti-communist poet who wanted freedom and democracy for Spain. Too sad, Federico was later on abducted and killed during the war.



In Summary, Little Ashes was a great story of life showing passionate friendship marked by a thoughtful dialogue on aesthetics and the constant interaction between poetry and painting.



The film also features the writings of Federico Garcia. One of which was

"ODA A SALVADOR DALI"



(English Translation to the Spanish Writing)



Federico Garcia Lorca - Ode to Salvador Dali





A rose in the high garden you desire.



A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.



The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist fog,



The grays watching over the last balustrades.







The modern painters in their white ateliers



clip the square root's sterilized flower.



In the waters of the Seine a marble iceberg



chills the windows and scatters the ivy.







Man treads firmly on the cobbled streets.



Crystals hide from the magic of reflections.



The Government has closed the perfume stores.



The machine perpetuates its binary beat.







An absence of forests and screens and brows



roams across the roofs of the old houses.



The air polishes its prism on the sea



and the horizon rises like a great aqueduct.







Soldiers who know no wine and no penumbra



behead the sirens on the seas of lead.



Night, black statue of prudence, holds



the moon's round mirror in her hand.







A desire for forms and limits overwhelms us.



Here comes the man who sees with a yellow ruler.



Venus is a white still life



and the butterfly collectors run away.











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CadaquƩs, at the fulcrum of water and hill,



lifts flights of stairs and hides seashells.



Wooden flutes pacify the air.



An ancient woodland god gives the children fruit.







Her fishermen sleep dreamless on the sand.



On the high sea a rose is their compass.



The horizon, virgin of wounded handkerchiefs,



links the great crystals of fish and moon.







A hard diadem of white brigantines



encircles bitter foreheads and hair of sand.



The sirens convince, but they don't beguile,



and they come if we show a glass of fresh water.











*







Oh Salvador Dali, of the olive-colored voice!



I do not praise your halting adolescent brush



or your pigments that flirt with the pigment of your times,



but I laud your longing for eternity with limits.







Sanitary soul, you live upon new marble.



You run from the dark jungle of improbable forms.



Your fancy reaches only as far as your hands,



and you enjoy the sonnet of the sea in your window.







The world is dull penumbra and disorder



in the foreground where man is found.



But now the stars, concealing landscapes,



reveal the perfect schema of their courses.







The current of time pools and gains order



in the numbered forms of century after century.



And conquered Death takes refuge trembling



in the tight circle of the present instant.







When you take up your palette, a bullet hole in its wing,



you call on the light that brings the olive tree to life.



The broad light of Minerva, builder of scaffolds,



where there is no room for dream or its hazy flower.







You call on the old light that stays on the brow,



not descending to the mouth or the heart of man.



A light feared by the loving vines of Bacchus



and the chaotic force of curving water.







You do well when you post warning flags



along the dark limit that shines in the night.



As a painter, you refuse to have your forms softened



by the shifting cotton of an unexpected cloud.







The fish in the fishbowl and the bird in the cage.



You refuse to invent them in the sea or the air.



You stylize or copy once you have seen



their small, agile bodies with your honest eyes.







You love a matter definite and exact,



where the toadstool cannot pitch its camp.



You love the architecture that builds on the absent



and admit the flag simply as a joke.







The steel compass tells its short, elastic verse.



Unknown clouds rise to deny the sphere exists.



The straight line tells of its upward struggle



and the learned crystals sing their geometries.











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But also the rose of the garden where you live.



Always the rose, always, our north and south!



Calm and ingathered like an eyeless statue,



not knowing the buried struggle it provokes.







Pure rose, clean of artifice and rough sketches,



opening for us the slender wings of the smile.



(Pinned butterfly that ponders its flight.)



Rose of balance, with no self-inflicted pains.



Always the rose!











*







Oh Salvador Dali, of the olive-colored voice!



I speak of what your person and your paintings tell me.



I do not praise your halting adolescent brush,



but I sing the steady aim of your arrows.







I sing your fair struggle of Catalan lights,



your love of what might be made clear.



I sing your astronomical and tender heart,



a never-wounded deck of French cards.







I sing your restless longing for the statue,



your fear of the feelings that await you in the street.



I sing the small sea siren who sings to you,



riding her bicycle of corals and conches.







But above all I sing a common thought



that joins us in the dark and golden hours.



The light that blinds our eyes is not art.



Rather it is love, friendship, crossed swords.







Not the picture you patiently trace,



but the breast of Theresa, she of sleepless skin,



the tight-wound curls of Mathilde the ungrateful,



our friendship, painted bright as a game board.







May fingerprints of blood on gold



streak the heart of eternal Catalunya.



May stars like falconless fists shine on you,



while your painting and your life break into flower.







Don't watch the water clock with its membraned wings



or the hard scythe of the allegory.



Always in the air, dress and undress your brush



before the sea peopled with sailors and ships.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Story of Jonah


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Jonah was the son of Amittai. One day God asked him to go to a place called Nineveh and tell the people living there to stop being bad. The only problem was that Jonah didn't want to help the people there. He knew they were bad and he wanted them to be punished for their mistakes.

So instead of listening to God, Jonah thought he would run away from Nineveh and not do what God asked him. He ran to the sea where he found a ship that was going to another city. He paid the captain, went in the lower part of the boat and went to sleep.

Shortly after the boat left the shore, a very bad storm came up and started tossing the boat around. All the men were very afraid so they started to throw all their packages and bags overboard in hopes that they wouldn't drown.

The captain soon went to find Jonah who was still sound asleep in the boat. He said to Jonah, "How can you sleep? Get up and pray to your god, maybe he can help us!" The captain didn't realize that Jonah didn't just believe in any God but the one true God and that He could help them.

Meanwhile, the other sailors decided that the storm was Jonah's fault. He must have done something wrong to make his god so angry. So they asked Jonah, "What have you done? What god do you believe in? What can we do to make this storm stop?"

Jonah told them, "I believe in the Lord, the God of heaven, who made the sea and the land and I am running away from something God asked me to do. It is my fault this is happening. If you throw me into the sea the storm will stop."

The men didn't want to hurt Jonah by throwing him off the boat so they tried to row the best they could, but the storm just got worse. So they picked up Jonah and threw him into the sea. The storm immediately calmed and the sea became still. The men on the boat realized that Jonah believed in the one true God and prayed to Him.

Then the captain and the crew looked out to sea as a huge fish came and swallowed up Jonah. God actually sent the fish to keep Jonah from drowning. Jonah stayed in the fish for three days and three nights.

Just think for a second what it would be like to be inside a fish. There are no windows, and lots of strange things floating around that you can't see because it's so dark. Other than that I'm not sure what it would be like, but Jonah probably didn't know if he would ever see daylight again.

While Jonah was trapped inside the fish he did a lot of praying to God. He asked God to forgive him for running away. He also thanked God for not allowing him to drown.
“When I was in trouble,
I called to My Lord
and he heard my prayer.

Even from the belly of a fish,
in the deep, dark sea,
God could hear my voice!

The water swallowed me up,
sea weeds wrapped around my legs.

And then I remembered my God.

I called out to him,
and in his holy temple
he heard the sound of my cry!

My God saved me!

And so I will give him
an offering of thanks.
I have made my vow,
and I will pay it!

For our God saves!”

After the third day God told the fish to spit Jonah out onto dry land. And the fish did just that. Jonah was happy to be out of the dark belly of the fish, but boy, did he need a shower. He was slimy and smelly.

Then the Lord told Jonah a second time to go to Nineveh and tell the people there to stop being bad. This time Jonah obeyed God and left for Nineveh right away.

When Jonah got there he told the people what had happened to him. He warned them that God said that they should stop doing bad things or in forty days the city and everything in it would be destroyed. To Jonah's surprise the people listened to him and they prayed to God and they said sorry for all the bad things they had done.

Soon the king of Nineveh heard what was going on and he ordered that everyone to listen to God and to stop doing bad things. And when God saw that they were trying to do good instead of bad He felt love for them and did not destroy their city.

Innocence


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"Train up a child in the way he should go. For when he is old, he shall not depart from it. "
-Proverbs

The best way for a man to train up a child in the way he should go is to travel that way himself. "
-Author Unknown

Saturday, January 23, 2010

One Solitary Life


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This is one of my favorites. The author of this poem is unknown. I remembered having this poem on my bedroom wall as I was memorizing the speech for another elocution contest. I was in 3rd Grade when I performed this piece. I love how this poem talks about Jesus. :) Glorious!

One Solitary Life

Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in an obscure village. He worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty, and then for three years he was an itinerant teacher.

He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never owned a home. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never travelled, except in his infancy, more than two hundred miles from the place where he was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompanies greatness. He had no credentials but himself.

While he was still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. One of them denied him. He was turned over to his enemies. He went through a mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. His executioners gambled for the only piece of property he had on earth, his seamless robe. When he was dead, he was taken down from the cross and laid in a borrowed grave through the courtesy of a friend.

Nineteen wide centuries have come and gone, and today he is the centerpiece of the human race and the leader of all human progress. I am well within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever were built, all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has this one solitary life.

I Had a Little Pony


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I remember my first elocution piece was "I Had a Little Pony." I placed 1st in the contest after performng it with confidence and poise in front of the school body. It was one of the memorable experiences in my childhood. I really felt so innocent and happy receiving my gift after the contest. I got a toy clock with an abacus as a prize. ;)

I was 3 years old then and my Nursery Teacher was Maam Joy Pangilis. She is a wonderful teacher who taught me how to socialize, to share, to be free and to enjoy childhood. She continues to touch little children's heart up until now. Thank you maam Joy for all the little life lesson's I learned from your class. mmmwah!

I HAD A LITTLE PONY

I had a little pony,
His name was Dapple-Gray,
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she slashed him,
She rode him through the mire;
I would not lend my pony now
For all the lady's hire.

The real title of this nursery rhyme is really "Dapple Gray."

The Crippled Puppy

This story touched my HEART.


I always love to read short stories... long stories make me sleep! I remember this very short story which touched my heart... I hope it touches yours too!



There was a young boy about 8 years old who went to a pet shop and planned to buy a pet. The petshop door says " PUPPIES FOR SALE" So he went in with only 50 pesos in his pocket. He immediately asked the petshop owner if he could see the puppies.



The pet shop owner asked him, "What kind of puppy breed do you want?"



"I just want to see all the puppies you have on sale," he answered.



As he was looking at all the puppies not one catched his attention. He seemed not to like any of the puppies. At the far left corner of the shop, he noticed a puppy which was separated from the group. He then asked, "What's wrong with that puppy?"



"It is crippled and it can't run and play like all the others," the owner answered. "if you want, I can give you that one for free. He does not deserve any price. In fact, no one would buy it then."



The boy went upset and asnwered the man, "I don't want the puppy for free. He deserved a full price just like the others."



So he got the money from his pocket and paid for the puppy. Immediately the owner asked him why he wanted to have the crippled and lame puppy.



The boy simply rolled his left pants. He has a crippled left leg with metallic foot.



The story touched my heart. The little puppy needs someone who understands it. We all are like the crippled puppy. I am one. I need someone who can understand me despite being crippled in many ways.



I am thankful I have a bestfriend. Jesus is my bestfriend!

Friday, January 22, 2010

Sheron Dayoc's "Halaw" is a finalist in Cinemalaya 2010 Indie Film Fest

http://www.culturalcenter.gov.ph/page.php?page_id=332

"CINEMALAYA 2010 FULL-LENGTH FINALISTS NAMED"






"The Cinemalaya Foundation has named the ten finalists in the full-length feature category of the Cinemalaya Independent Film Festival and Competition 2010 from a field of 150 entries.



The finalists in the full length feature category are: Halaw by Sheron Dayoc, Limbunan by Gutierrez Mangansakan II, Mayohan by Dan Villegas and Paul Sta. Ana, Magkakapatid by Kim Homer C. Garcia, Rekrut by Danny Anonuevo, Sampaguita by Francis Xavier Pasion, Sheika by Arnel Mardoquio, Si Techie, Si Teknoboy at si JuanaB by Art Katipunan, Siya ang Mayor Ko (Vox Populi) by Dennis N. Marasigan and The Leaving by Ian-Dean S. Lorenos.



The finalists will receive an initial seed investment of P500,000 from Cinemalaya Foundation as a production grant.



Cinemalaya has two major competition categories, namely the Full Length Feature category and the Short Feature category. The 2010 Cinemalaya will be held on July 9 to 18, 2010 at the Cultural Center of the Philippines (CCP). Awards for all categories will be given on July 18, 2010 at the CCP. The Best Full Length Feature film will receive a prize of P200,000 and the Balanghai Trophy. The Best Short Feature film will receive a prize of P100,000 and a Balanghai Trophy.



A new Open category is being introduced this year which is open to Filipino filmmakers who have directed at least three full-length feature films which have been released commercially



Now on its sixth year, the Cinemalaya Competition and Festival is a project of the Cinemalaya Foundation, CCP, and the Film Development Council of the Philippines. It is an all-digital film festival and competition that aims to discover, encourage and honor the cinematic works of Filipino filmmakers that boldly articulate and freely interpret the Filipino experience with fresh insight and artistic integrity."



Goodluck to our fellow ZamboangueƱo, Sheron Dayoc... Hope his entry will win big prizes! ;)
I am really fond of indie films. I have watched alot of independent films to date. My favorites are Ploning, Serbis and Ang Lihim ni Antonio. :) Hope to see these videos soon! ;)
 

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Happy Birthday Mader!

Free Image Hosting at www.picturetrail.com     It was my mom's 55th birthday yesterday! How I'd wish to be in Zamboanga and personally greet her on her very special day. Jokingly, my father told her that it is her Sardine Year! wahahaha...555 Sardines ika nga! ;) Aside from taking care of us, I Thank you for creating the right spirit in the house. Our home is a place worthwhile because of the atmosphere you created for all of us. Thanks for the love, the scoldings and the kisses.




Happy Birthday Mommy! ;) mmmmwah! I Love You! I pray for blessings of good health and guidance be upon you always. May you have more and more birthdays to come. :)



From,



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"A mother is...one who can take the place of all others, but whose place no one else can take." -G. Memillod

Friday, January 15, 2010

Frozen sea

During winter,  I would love to take a walk to the beach. It fascinates me to see the once crowded beach in summer turning into a very silent frozen sea during winter. I really enjoyed walking the frozen sea.

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Also, the lake would turn into an ice skating rink during winter. Thus, it's skating time once again! :)

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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Remembering Autumn


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The wonderful transformation of yellow autumn leaves to brown reminds me of how life is full of imperfections yet so beautiful. The bask glow of the foliage gives great hope to life's obstacles.

This is a picture taken with my fave baby in school, Levi. :) Taken last October 2009

Recycling sweater into NEW CLOTHES


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:) I have this black woolen Levis (hei se mao yi) sweater which I don't usually wear. Instead of turning it into a rag, I thought of turning it into a new pair of clothing. After several cuttings and sewings, the black sweater turned into a short A lined skirt and a short girly jacket. I asked my friend Rose to model the new clothing. Hehehe.. Here are snapshots of the new clothing. ;)

Roel's Collection 2010:
Roel A lined skirt and Short Girly Jacket.

Dumplings for Dinner


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I had the chance to learn how to make dumplings. Thanks to our very good friend Ms. Candy for training us how to make these dumplings. Their easy to make and fun to do. We bought prepared dumpling sheets. We used Chinese cabbage, carrots and ground pork as stuffings. I had fun making the cute dumplings. At first I was thinking of "empanada" while I was stuffing the dumpling sheets. wahahaha... It was fun learning how to make Chinese dumplings ;)

Do you know your Personal Legend?

“There is only one way to learn,” the alchemist answered. “It’s through action. Everything you need to know you have learned through your journey.”

I just love The Alchemist.  :)

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Friday, January 8, 2010

President Gloria Macapagal - Arroyo's New Year Message

PRESIDENT GLORIA MACAPAGAL-ARROYO' S


NEW YEAR¡¯S MESSAGE

December 29, 2009



We thank the Lord for all the things He brought into our lives the past 365 days. The challenges He allowed us to encounter have proven once again the resilience of our people and the efficacy of our reforms.



The global recession failed to break our unprecedented record of economic growth in every quarter during our watch. Our economy continued to grow. The size and strength of our domestic economy was supported by OFW-fuelled consumer spending and a massive government commitment to human and physical infrastructure ¨C one that stretched, but did not swamp, public resources.



Our people responded with grit to the super-typhoons forced upon us by the harsh realities of climate change caused by human beings all over the world. Our people opened hearts and hands with generosity to the victims. They committed to national reconstruction, and brought our demands on climate change to the whole world.



We emerge from the year 2009 with more solid faith, more courage, more concern for our brethren, and greater determination to work harder to achieve ever more.



In 2010, we shall have the first nationally-automate d exercise of our right to suffrage, one of the ten points in the agenda of our administration. This year, too, will hopefully see the continuing recovery of the rest of the world. These are gifts from an unfolding future that we greet with hopefulness.



In this spirit, let us cast away the things that set us against each other. Let us thank the Lord for good health, glad tidings and good cheers. Let us thank Him for all the times He has been there for us through family, friends and even strangers who stood by us in good times and in bad. Let us ask for His graces and blessings as we start another year. And as we continue and go on with the many journeys of our nation¡¯s life, let us offer to Him our nation.



Happy New Year to everyone!

:)

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Making Frosty the Snowman...

After a heavy snow, my kiddos are very excited to go out and play snow ball fight.... hehehehe! kasi very ignorante.. I also enjoy playing with snow. ;)

Yesterday, instead of having a snow riot, I asked them to gather around and make FROSTY!!! It was really very difficult to make a snowman. I really wanted to turn the body into a round ball but it was tedious. Everytime I form a round ball, some snow would eventually fall down. Making the head was also chilling. I had to wet my gloves and form the snow ball until a good circle would be formed. My hands were really cold and freezing. However, we all enjoyed making Frosty, the Snowman.
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The Land before time...

After reading deecoded.com, I totally agree with heidee. This film also made me teary eyed! ;) I love this film so much and it remained one of my favorite childhood films. I also remembered crying over the films "An American Tale" and "Radio Flyer." However, this film was the best. Also, I love the soundtracks of this film including the renowned "If We Hold on Together." Every year, when my teaching theme is about dinosaurs, I show this film to my kids. Some of them really cried watching the film. I don't show them the film for them to cry but to show them the value of a family and having good friends around in times of tragedy.
Look at this pic. It was taken while I was showing the film to my kiddos. This was the part where Little Foot was longing for his mom... ;( huhuhuhu

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Monday, January 4, 2010

Frostbites Stuffs and Frozen Delights!

During winter, one of the most exciting highlight is what I call the frostbites stuffs and the frozen delights. I am not talking about cold crepes, sundaes, ice creams nor popsicles. What I am excited to see are the frozen ice sheets on my windows, the frozen water from the kitchen area and some fascinating ice formation.

When I was a kid I am dying to see real snow. In the Philippines, which is a tropical country, seeing a snow would be inconceivable. Thus, the first time I saw snow in China really amused me. However, for some people, snow and ice wreak havoc. On the other hand, living in a winter environment makes you experience some very cute frostbites stuffs and frozen delights. :)

Here are some pictures of ice sheets formed on my glass window. I love how these ice create very beautiful designs and formations. Each sheet design is unique.

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Aside from ice sheets on windows, our kitchen sink looks like this. We wont be able to use it to wash dishes. I use bathroom sink instead. hehehehe.

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stalactite and stalagmite frozen delights...

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Also, I have the frostbites popsicle. I was about to cook breakfast only to find out that last night I left the pan with water and the laddle in it. In the morning, the water froze and the laddle was stuck. It now looked like a frozen popsicle.

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Great frostbites stuffs and frozen delights!

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heavy snow!

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New Year Party 2010 in Huludao, China

These are some of the photos during the New Year's Eve Party of Pinoys in Huludao, China. :) Jaja, Debbie, Ate Tess, Ate Grace and Kuya Val
The very funny Sir Charry, Sha, Ate Jean, Ate Nysa, Ronnie, Ramil, Ate Shiela and Kuya Val

Kuya Dheck, Kuya John, Ms. Rose and myself :) (Love my red Chinese attire!)


Debbie, Rose, Ate Joy, Janis and Ate Luz



Ate Shiela, Janis, Ate Joy, Jessie and Kuya John
We are proud pinoy teachers in Huludao, China!

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Top 25 Most Played Songs in my IPOD for 2009

What would be the most played song in my ipod for 2009?

25. Great DJ - The ting tings ( I just love to dance with this song! Had it as my ring tune for 2009)

24. All She wants to do is dance - Kris Allen

23. Hey Now - FM Static (...please dont ask me what i like about you cause its every little thing you do and thats just the way you make mei.)

22. Radar - Britney Spears (Whew! Why was this on my most played song?)

21. Better in Time - Boyce Avenue (wow! Their version is amazing!)

20. Yo te Quiero - Alexis and Fido Ft Camila (I just love to dance along with this Spanish song... thanks Ruth for this great song!)

19. Right as Rain - Adele (Everybody should know Adele.. amazing singer!)

18. No Promises - Shayne Ward (very handsome!)

17. She Works hard for the money - Kris Allen (Love the Santana-ish style!)

16. The Man Who Can't be Moved - The Script (Awesome!)

15. Natutulog ba ang Diyos? - Gary Valenciano (Ang buhay mo ay mayroong halaga sa Kanya!)

14. Wait for you - Elliot Yamin

13. Over You - Chris Daughtry

12. Tonight - FM Static (another song I fell in love with from FM Static!)

11. I'll Never Go - Erik Santos (Another OPM on the list)

HERE are the TOP 10

10. One Sweet Day - Boys to Men (This song does not get old.)

9. Gun Lae Gun - Witwisit Hirunwongkul (My fave song from the movie Love of Siam)

8. The Truth - Daniel D. (Love making song.. wahahaha)

7. I Gotta Feeling - Black eyed peas (:) moving and shaking)

6. Di Bale Na Lang - Andrew E. and Regine Velasquez (Love this song especially the dancing beat.

5. Nobody - Wonder Girls (Who does not know the dance step to this song?)

4. Man in the Mirror - Michael Jackson

3. When the Lights Burn Out - Chris Cendana (Amazing Youtube Original Singer!)

2. It's You - Super Junior (Love SUJU!)

1. Lie to Me - Shane Mack (Yahooooooo!) I recommend this song! Two-thumbs up!

Friday, January 1, 2010

Welcome 2010!

Goodbye 2009! Welcome 2010!

It was a great party. Again, I spent the welcome of 2010 with my fellow pinoys in Huludao City. There were around 24 proud pinoy teachers gathered in my flat. Welcoming the year away from home is still awesome when you get to spend it with fellow pinoys with a common goal. We had spaghetti, endolsao, bihon, leche flan, pochero, kaldereta beef, biko, menudo, fried chicken, chicken salad and the egg-beef-raisins-torta-unidentified-kumida-on-the-mesa. We would like to say xie xie to our very hardworking cook ate sheila who in the end was caught sleeping on the bed complaining about her backpain. We salute you ate sheila for the painstaking effort and patience. Everyone enjoyed your food. Hope to spend new year with you soon. Sir Charry was again the person we would love to spend moments with. Thank you for all the laughters and silliest jokes. You are such a humorous intelligent person. Your being very smart and funny was like an airborne disease that when you start talking, droplets of tickling pathogens are rapidly moving into the air and tickles everyone until we burst out into wild laughters! The punchlines were hilarious! the botete! the ugat! the tadpole! the yellow chick! the slap you with the laddle thingy! the bubula ang bungaga! the dudugo and p*kpek! the gay decorating the heaven joke! charry vs. jean! charry vs. jaja! charry vs. debbie! You left us with difficulty catching breath and teary eyed. That was uproaring and hysterical!

Everyone had fun. Also, we were welcomed with the first snow fall in 2010! The streets were carpeted white in the morning. ;) Hope for more blessings for 2010! Godbless everyone! :)

para sa mga pics.. ;)
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