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My life doesn't revolve around radio alone. For life is like a television series, unraveling the story with each episode until it's complete ("Life is like a box of chocolates" version ni pinkoy).</description><link>http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (RhonB (aka Pinkoy))</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Pinkoy" /><feedburner:info uri="pinkoy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107277583706263776.post-5523902138312093822</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2011 06:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-18T13:28:38.138+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Extinction files</category><title>Going...Gone (list 2)</title><description>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Here yet is another list of things that have either become already obsolete or will soon become in the next few years (as sourced from different lists published online).   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;VCRs/VHS TAPES:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;In 2005, the Washington Post penned an obituary of sorts for the VHS tape, writing, "VHS -- the beloved videotape format that bravely won the war against Betamax and charmed millions of Americans by allowing them to enjoy mindless Hollywood entertainment without leaving their homes -- has died at the age of 29. It passed away peacefully after a long illness caused by chronic technological insignificance and a lack of director's commentary tracks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;TRAVEL AGENTS:&lt;/b&gt; The proliferation of sites like Kayak, Orbitz, Travelocity, and Hipmunk, which have empowered consumers to find their own fares and easily book their own flights. The days of recruiting a travel agent to book flights, find hotels, and organize tours are on their way out--and already gone for many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;THE SEPARATION OF WORK AND HOME:&lt;/b&gt; Our way of working has changed drastically this decade. These days, we no longer have to be in the office or even near a computer to be at work or in touch. With smartphones that are ever-more ubiquitous and ever-smarter, along with ultra-light laptops and WiFi in planes, trains, and automobiles, we can reply to our colleagues on the go and are accessible anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;FORGETTING:&lt;/b&gt; "The web means the end of forgetting," wrote the New York Times earlier this year. "The Internet records everything and forgets nothing." Indeed, increasingly there's a digital copy of everything we do: the emails we send, the phone calls we make, the places we go, the pictures we take, the opinions we write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;BOOKSTORES:&lt;/b&gt; The last decade has brought bad news for bookstore-browsing bookworms. The rise of online retailers like Amazon, which offers bargain-basement prices on books and other items, and the increasing popularity of ebooks has put pressure on bookstores and put many of them out of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;WATCHES:&lt;/b&gt; While wristwatches are certainly still a style statement and/or status symbol for many, they've increasingly been replaced by cellphones, laptops, and other gadgets, which tell time and eliminate the need for an extra accessory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;PHONE SEX VIA 1-900 NUMBERS: &lt;/b&gt;Over the last ten years, the Internet has proved a boon to the porn industry--while also providing a plethora of free XXX content--and even as the web has disrupted the adult industry's business model, it has also opened up new frontiers, such as adult video chats on webcams that provide a more "intimate" experience than 1-900 numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;MAPS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;GPS devices keep getting cheaper, smaller, and more portable. We have GPS in our cars and on our phones. We use mobile maps for everything from cross-country trips to tracking down restaurants, and employ services like Google Maps and Mapquest to give us customized routes. Asking for directions, carrying around paper maps, and even getting lost are all increasingly obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;CALLING:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Text messaging, BlackBerry Messaging, Instant Messaging, Tweeting, Facebook messaging, and emailing have taken over communication and opened up new avenues for getting in touch. The popularity of text messaging is gradually edging out calling (and even talking face to face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;NEWSPAPER CLASSIFIEDS:&lt;/b&gt; The days are gone when you have to buy a bunch of newsprint just to see what's for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;DIAL-UP INTERNET:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;While not everyone is on broadband, it won't be long before dial-up Internet goes the way of the plug-in phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ENCYCLOPEDIAS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Users have traded Britannicas on the bookshelf for the collaboratively-built, online-only Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;CDs: &lt;/b&gt;First records, then 8-track, then cassette, then CDs -- replacing your music collection used to be an expensive pastime. Now it's cheap(er) and as close as the nearest Internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;WIRED PHONES:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;While many still rely on landlines--especially in areas where cellphone service is spotty--users are increasingly unplugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;FILM &amp;amp; FILM CAMERAS:&lt;/b&gt; Digital cameras--on phones, point-and-shoots, or computers--are capturing memories, instantly and cheaply, in place of film cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;YELLOW PAGES &amp;amp; ADDRESS BOOKS: &lt;/span&gt;There was a time when "let your fingers do the walking" meant opening a phone book -- not typing in a search query. Phone books, address books, and the Yellow Pages have been made obsolete, their information transferred from paper onto smartphones, and the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;CATALOGS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Earlier this decade, "spam" came through the mail slot, not into your inbox. Times have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;FAX MACHINES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Can you say "scan," ".pdf" and "email?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;WIRES:&lt;/b&gt; Wireless internet, wireless updating, wireless downloads, wireless charging, wireless headphones: Although wires are still around (for now!), they're well on their way to being a thing of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;HAND-WRITTEN LETTERS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;For that matter, hand-written anything.  Love letters, thank you notes, and invitations have gone being hand-written to typed, and from the mailbox to the inbox. When was the last time you wrote cursive? In fact, do you even know what the word "cursive" means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;BOOKS, MAGAZINES &amp;amp; NEWSPAPERS:&lt;/b&gt; Like video tape, words written on dead trees are on their way out. Sure, there may be books -- but for those born today, stores that exist solely to sell them will be as numerous as record stores are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ONE PICTURE TO A FRAME:&lt;/b&gt; Such a waste of wall/counter/desk space to have a separate frame around each picture. Eight gigabytes of pictures and/or video in a digital frame encompassing every person you've ever met and everything you've ever done -- now, that's efficient. Especially compared to what we used to do: put our friends and relatives together in a room and force them to watch what we called a "slide show" or "home movies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;TALKING TO ONE PERSON AT A TIME:&lt;/b&gt; Remember when it was rude to be with one person while talking to another on the phone? Kids born today will just assume that you're supposed to use texting to maintain contact with five or six other people while pretending to pay attention to the person you happen to be physically next to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;RETIREMENT PLANS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Yes, Johnny, there was a time when all you had to do was work at the same place for 20 years and they'd send you a check every month for as long as you lived. In fact, some companies would even pay your medical bills, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;MOVIE RENTAL STORES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You actually got in your car and drove someplace just to rent a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;LONG DISTANCE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thanks to the Internet, the days of paying more to talk to somebody in the next city, state, or even country are limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;FORGOTTEN FRIENDS:&lt;/b&gt; Remember when an old friend would bring up someone you went to high school with, and you'd say, "Oh yeah, I forgot about them!" The next generation will automatically be in touch with everyone they've ever known even slightly via Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;FORGOTTEN ANYTHING ELSE:&lt;/b&gt; Kids born this year will never know what it was like to stand in a bar and incessantly argue the unknowable. Today the world's collective knowledge is on the computer in your pocket or purse. And since you have it with you at all times, why bother remembering anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;THE EVENING NEWS:&lt;/b&gt; The news is on 24/7. And if you're not home to watch it, that's OK -- it's on the smartphone in your pocket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-5523902138312093822?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Really time flies so fast that, for instance, we just hit the year 2011. 12 months have come and gone just like that, and now we've reached decade two of two thousand...just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm quite ecstatic to have my life at least reached this period when knowledge and technology make it possible for new things to develop at light speed. Things that we thought were nifty and high-tech yesterday have become obsolete and insignificant today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times have indeed changed. So as loving tribute to those long gone eras, here is a list of things that, though some are still around,  are in the brink of extinction (excerpts from&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/top25-disappear.htm"&gt; usaToday&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Typewriters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The computer keyboard on your desk used to be a thundering, hulking device. The electric model sank the manual, only to be trumped by a revolution in technology that continues to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Vinyl records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music used to be big. Literally. Before palm-sized CDs took over, songs were embedded in vinyl platters the size of hubcaps. And then there were 8-tracks and cassettes. But that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Carbon paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you worked with typewriters, you're familiar with the flimsy, filthy filament. To make copies, you'd need a sheet of this purplish-looking stuff. Type "good riddance." In triplicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Betamax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betamax was the most popular video format in the early 1980s. By the end of the decade, VHS was king. What happened? Some say Betamax's limited recording time was the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Phone booths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tug on Superman's cape — especially when he's been trying to find a place to ditch his Clark Kent duds. The bulky boxes with a phone inside have gone away for the most part. Sorry, Clark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rotary dial phones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your cellphone, only stationary and way bulkier, with a numbered wheel that you had to spin seven to 10 times or more, depending on your call being local or long distance. Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Videos on MTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before reality shows and the like filled its airtime, MTV forged its identity with wall-to-wall videos and the veejays who loved them. OK, who misses 1984's 99 Luftballoons by Nena? Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hand-crank car windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your car was controlled by electronics, you could get a brisk workout just opening the window for a little air. No fingertip controls here, thank you. Crank, two, three. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hair bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music: bad. The hair: worse. In the late '80s and early '90s, the mix was magical for bands such as Poison, Ratt and Cinderella. Some continue to tour, testing the endurance of leather pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Transistor radios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before iPods, the handheld music-delivery system of choice was the transistor radio. The transistor tuned in to whatever your local radio station was dishing out. It's the very definition of "quaint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here are yet some other things I remember when I was growing up (at least in this part of the globe) but are now obsolete:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. telex machine&lt;br /&gt;2. computer punch cards&lt;br /&gt;3. annoying party lines/cross lines&lt;br /&gt;4. afternoon disco&lt;br /&gt;5. tupperware parties&lt;br /&gt;6. traditional pinoy street games (piko, tumbang preso, patintero etc).&lt;br /&gt;7. roller skates&lt;br /&gt;8. bikes with step knots&lt;br /&gt;9. cassette player&lt;br /&gt;10. tape recorder&lt;br /&gt;11. walkman&lt;br /&gt;12. tape reel (and the art of tape splicing)&lt;br /&gt;13. video game arcades&lt;br /&gt;14. laser discs&lt;br /&gt;15. short wave radio (VHF,UHF)&lt;br /&gt;16. dot matrix printer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-4919437550275390897?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ang tao pwede mag adjust, pero ang bagay at panahon hindi.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The right thing and the right time do not matter anymore if the right person is not there. People can adjust, but things and time cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nagiging malungkot ang isang tao dahil pinipilit nya’ng maging masaya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;A person becomes sad because he is forcing himself to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kung tutuusin hindi naman masarap ang alak. Yung kainuman mo lang ang nagpapasarap.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It's not really the booze that's delicious. Its your drinking buddy that makes it delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi mo rin naman kasi kailangang ayunan nang buong-buo ang bawat opinyong nababasa mo. Natuwa ka man o nainis, ang importante eh apektado ka. Tinubuan ka ng pakialam na dati ay wala. At hindi ko yon ihihingi ng tawad. Hindi ako hihingi ng dispensa sa mga nabulabog kong konsesya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You don't have to completely agree to every opinion you read. If it amused or annoyed you, the important thing is that you were affected. You already grew a caring bone when before you have none. And I will not be apologetic about it. I will not apologize to whoever's conscience I've upset&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Madaling isipin kung para saan ang pera, ang hindi ko lang maintindihan ay kung bakit ito ang nagiging sukatan ng tagumpay ng isang tao.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You can easily imagine what money is for, the only thing I can't understand is why this has become the measurement of a person's success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tinitingnan ang mga bagay para maunawaan at hindi tinititigan lang at intindihin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Things should be looked at to be understood and not merely stared at and thought about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...madaming teacher sa labas ng eskwelahan. desisyon mo kung kanino ka magpapaturo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;...there are a lot of teachers outside the school. You decide who you want to learn from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bababa ba ang bill ko sa Internet pag nag-factor ako ng quadratic trinomial? Malulutas ba ng Laws of Exponent ang problema natin sa basura? Mababawasan ba ng Associative Law for Multiplication ang mga krimen sa bansa? Makakabuti ba sa mag-asawa kung malalaman nila ang sum and difference of two cubes? Maganda ba sa sirkulasyon ng dugo ang parallelogram, polynomial, at cotangent? Makatwiran bang pakisamahan ang mga irrational numbers? Anak ng scientific calculator!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Will my internet bill go down if I factor quadriatic trinomial? Will the Laws of Exponent solve our garbage problem? Will the Associative Law for Multiplication minimize crime in our country? Will it be good for married couples to know the sum and difference of two cubes? Are parallelogram, polinomial and cotangent be good for our blood circulation? Is it rational to deal with irrational numbers? Son of a scientific calculator!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. Hindi ito multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or fill-in-the- blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I learned that life is not a passing rate of a final exam. It is not multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or fill in the blanks that are being solved, but an essay that is written everyday. It will be judged not based on whether the answers are right or wrong, but on whether or not what you wrote made sense. Erasures are allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung nakikita mo na ang dahilan mo para sumuko...huwag mo na lang tignan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If you've seen the reason for you to give up...then don't look at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Previous Bob Ong Translations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-2.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-lifebob-ong-quotes-translated.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-4.html"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-5.html"&gt;Part 5&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/09/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-6.html"&gt;Part 6&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-bob-ong-translationsby-request.html"&gt;Part 6-b&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/08/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-7.html"&gt;Part 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-1951375938117468995?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A little less than five years ago, I only had around two real-life pals in my Facebook friends list along with a couple of strange foreigners who were just in my list for some strange reason, and the only activity I did there was play poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everything about Facebook suddenly changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, not only every living (or dead) soul has Facebook, but every place, event, movie, product, website, imaginary friend, stupid idea, animal, mineral, or vegetable has its own Facebook page. The Facebook population has exploded exponentially that if it were a mother, she must be giving birth every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the World Wide Web evolves, so does Facebook (or FB as they call it) along with it that it is becoming an alternate reality of sorts. Everybody is there - rednecks, anti-techs, criminals, people you thought swore would never touch a keyboard even with a ten-foot pole. I know someone who used the internet for the first time just because of Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is with Facebook anyway that it is just so freakin' popular? I'm really not an expert on social network sites and I'm not about to make a review about FB. Let's just say, even my friend's pet dog has its own Facebook, and she rarely uses the internet until FB (my friend I mean, not her dog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so popular that a lot of its denizens have sort of developed these really disturbing habits due to spending majority of their waking lives logged into Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who seem to be virtually living entirely in Facebook that they need to post whatever they are doing or feeling on their status boxes every minute of everyday. "So sad I wanna commit suicide," "Send me a Farmville invite one more time and I swear...," "Constipated," "LOL, LMFAO, :), "LOL LOL LOL." Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the "post it, like it" habit. You posted something and then you hit the like button of the post you yourself posted. You are your own friend anyway...or maybe get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the world of Facebook is just so full of annoyingly friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are the friendly gaming addicts who spend most of their Facebook lives playing Farmville, Frontiervsille, Yoville (If these were real, they should be millionaires by now). They will send you a friend request for the purpose of expanding their neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the friendly friend of a friend of a friend who sent you a request just so he could build up his friends list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are the friendly friendfinders, friendly stalkers, friendly spammers, friendly marketers, friendly bots, friendly hackers and so forth, and so on. Be wary, they will befriend you at some point unless you do something about your privacy settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are those who are just so annoying when they flood your wall with inane posts or worst, will hack into your account and make your virtual life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, who am I to complain? Point is, Facebook is just what it is, a network site, a tool. Don't make a life out of it. But if you already did, you're one sad piece of ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't ask me if I have Facebook. It's just like saying, "I'd like to get to know you but not right now, see you in Facebook." Creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;P.S. I do have Facebook. I have two FB accounts, three Twitter &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ne3TU52XwI/TI0ZFWSbKXI/AAAAAAAAByA/mji_-3uKBFg/s200/n_1234209334_facebook_logo.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 66px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516092698271623538" /&gt;accounts, four blogs, MySpace, Tagged, Friendster, and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(note:  Logo downloaded from Facebook company press room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-7527809133818218661?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I spoke too soon, I guess. So, here I am again, having fried my brain cells in my attempt to translate these quotes for Pinkoy readers. For my own sanity, I'm gonna do two parts for this batch of quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I move on to my translations though, apologies all if I've sort of dropped out from the face of the blogging world. Don't ask why...It's complicated LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes, Part seven of Bob Ong...translated. Warning though for those who are lovesick (ganon?), some of these quotes might make you go "ouch!" (Blasted, these quotes are kilometric! Bring on the nosebleed!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Minsan para ka palang nagmahal ng pader. Habang mas pinagdidiinan mo itulak ang sarili mo, mas nasasaktan. Pero siya, hindi pa rin natitinag.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It's like loving a wall sometimes. The more you push yourself toward it, you get hurt more. But he/she continues not to budge at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ang tao aminado naman yan sa kasalanan nila. Pero kung lalo mo pang ipapamukha sa kanila na mali sila, lalo mo lang silang binibigyan ng dahilan para iwan ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;People do admit to their sins. But the more you rub their mistakes on their faces, the more you give them reason to leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Paano mo makikita yung taong para sa’yo kung ayaw mo namang tantanan yung taong pinipilit mong maging para sa’yo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;How will you find that person who is meant for you if you don't stop chasing pavements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(huge nosebleed! ni-shortcut ko na! Thanks to that song by Estele, you made my life easier LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Makakabalik ka nga sa lugar pero hindi sa panahon. Makikita mo ulit ang taong minahal mo pero hindi na mauulit ang nararamdaman ninyo noon. Lahat ng nagyari noon ay isa na lamang masayang gunita ngayon. Isang bintana sa kahapon, na paminsan minsan ay gusto mong masulyapan muli. Sabay bulong sa sarili sana pwedeng ibalik ang mga nangyari noon para magawa kong tama ang mga maling desisyon ng pagkakataon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You can go back to the place but not at the right time. You will again see that person you loved but the way you felt for each other will not happen again. Everything that happened in the past are just fond memories now. A window to the past that you sometimes want to look through again. Then you whisper to yourself if only you can bring back the things that happened so you can right the wrong decisions of that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi dahil manhid ka ay wala ka nang kakayahang manakit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It's not because you're insensitive that you don't have the capacity to inflict pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit ka magpaparamdam sa taong hindi marunong makiramdam? Huwag kang magpapakatanga sa taong hindi marunong magpahalaga. Matuto kang sumuko at mang-iwan kung lagi ka rin namang nasasaktan. Dahil imbes na magtanong ka ng "Hindi pa ba sapat?", bakit hindi mo na lang kalimutan ang lahat?. Kung alam mong binabalewala kana, tanggapin mong nagsasawa na sya. Huwag kang magpapadala sa salitang "sorry" at "ayokong mawala&lt;br /&gt;ka". Dahil kung totoo yun papatunayan nila."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Why will you let yourself be felt to a person who does not know how to feel? Don't be such a fool for someone who doesn't know how to value things. You must learn to give up and be the one to walk out this time if it always hurts you anyway. Instead of asking yourself "isn't that enough?," why don't you just forget everything? If you know you are being neglected, just accept the fact that he/she is already sick of you. Don't be swayed by words like "sorry" and "I don't wanna lose you," because if these are true, they will prove it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Minsan kailangan mo din makalimot..para ikaw naman ang maalala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes you also need to forget...so that this time it's your turn to be remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paano mo masasabing special ka sa isang tao kung ang bawat ginagawa nya ay ginagawa din nya sa iba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Can you say you are special to a person if everything he/she does he also do to others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mahirap din pala yung parang kayo pero hindi kayo. Kasi kahit Level 3 na pwede pa ding mag-game over. Ang MU kasi hindi lang MUTUAL UNDERSTANDING. Pwede ding MALABONG USAPAN o kaya MALIBOG NA UGNAYAN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If you think of it, it's also difficult if you are together but not really together. Even if you are already in level 3 there is a chance for the game to be over. MU is not only "Mutual Understanding." It could also mean "Malabong Usapan" (not a clear deal) or "Malibog na Ugnayan" (lustful relations).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit pag may gusto tayo kailangan iwanan natin yung iba para lang makuha yun? Pero pag andyan na, saka mo lang malalaman na yung taong iniwan mo ay minsan na ring iniwan ang lahat lahat sa buhay para lang sa yo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Why is it that when we want something, we need to leave the other in order to get what we want? But once it's there, then you realize that the other person you left has also at one time abandoned everything in life just to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Minsan nililinlang ka na lang ng sarili mong damdamin na akala mo nasasaktan ka pa din. Pero ang totoo, naalala mo lang talaga yung pakiramdam nung nasaktan ka. Pareho lang din yun sa pag-aakalang mahal mo pa yung tao pero ang totoo, naiisip mo lang yung pakiramdam mo dati nung mahal mo pa siya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes your feelings deceive you into believing that you are still in pain. But the truth is, you are only recalling the feeling at the time you were hurt. It's just the same as when you presume that you still love a  person but in truth, you only remember what you felt before when you were still in love with him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/10/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-8.html"&gt;Part 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Previous Bob Ong Translations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-2.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-lifebob-ong-quotes-translated.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-4.html"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-5.html"&gt;Part 5&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/09/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-6.html"&gt;Part 6&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-bob-ong-translationsby-request.html"&gt;Part 6-b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-8274772831524715628?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sa totoo lang, napaiyak ako…inisip ko, sya na ba talaga ang makakapag-bago ng Pilipinas? Makalipas ang mahabang panahon, sya na ba ang talagang makakapagbangon sa bayan natin? Sa isip ko, sa wakas, makikita na ng henerasyon ko ang matagal na naming minimithi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;KAMI...ANG PILIPINONG GEN-X&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi sa wikipedia, ang Generation X ay yaong mga pinanganak mula 1961 hanggang 1981. Subalit, ito ang depinisyon base sa demograpya ng Estados Unidos. Kaya daw tinawag na Generation X ay dahil sa panibagong lifestyle ng mga teenagers na lumaki noong 1980s. Eto ang henerasyon na lumaki sa western pop culture ng punk, new wave, at MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masasabi kong kami ang nagdadala ng bantayog ng Gen-X, mga ipinanganak sa huling panahon ng dekada 60. Pinanganak kami nang nag-transition mula black and white TV to colored. Naabutan namin ang mga de-kabinet pang mga telebisyon at stereo component. Nabaliw kami sa Voltes 5 at Mazinger Z at nabuwisit kapag na-iinterrupt ang aming viewing habits pag si Marcos na ang nasa telebisyon. Naranasan namin ang maglaro sa kalye ng tumbang preso, patintero at naabutan naming ang kasagsagan ng afternoon disco. Halos lahat sa mga kaibigan ko ay gumaya kay Michael Jackson, Madonna at Duran Duran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aminado ako, medyo hindi pa ako mulat nung mga panahon na yon. Siguro dahil sa masyado akong naniniwala sa history teacher ko habang tinuturo nya ang sanitized version ng current events. Paminsan-minsan, nakakatisod kami ng impormasyon tungkol sa pakikibaka ng mga kuya at ate ng aming henerasyon, ang henerasyon ng First Quarter Storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PAGMULAT NG GEN-X&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang tumungtong kami sa kolehiyo, biglang nagbago ang aming mundo. 1986 nang naganap ang people power revolution. Ang mga kuya at ate namin sa First Quarter Storm ay nagbunyi. Sila ang unang humarap sa mga tangke ni Marcos sa Edsa. Ang Gen-X ay sumasabay lamang sa agos upang mas lalong maunawaan ang mga pangyayari. Naiyak din kami dahil alam naming mahalaga ang pinaglalaban noon…ang kinabukasan at kalayaan naming mga Gen-Xers at mga susunod pang henerasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa kamulatan na ito at puno ng idealismo, nagpasya akong kunin ang Journalism bilang aking major sa Bachelor of Arts nang tumuntong na ako ng 3rd year sa kolehiyo pagkatapos lamang ng Edsa Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos grumadweyt, sumabak na kami sa trabaho. Umpisa sa pahanon ni Tita Cory hanggang sa panahon ni Tatang Fidel Ramos, sige lang trabaho. Reporter ako sa radyo noon. Ang henerasyon namin ang unang nakinabang sa paglaya ng pamamahayag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANG NAKALIMUTANG HENERASYON&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos ang mahabang panahon, ang henerasyon namin ay biglang nalamon ng sistema. Asan nga naman yung pagbabagong sinasabi nilang mangyayari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga huling taon ng 1990s nang sinabi ko, tama na. Tumatanda akong still striving to survive. Nag-isip akong mangibang bansa pero paano? Ayoko namang iwan ang tatlong taong gulang kong anak. Ayokong abandonahin ang Pilipinas dahil naniniwala pa rin akong may pag-asa pa tayo. Kaya, nagbakasakali ako sa isang lugar na malaki ang potensyal…nag-alsa balutan ako, dala dala ang aking anak at nagtrabaho sa Subic. Ang ganda ng lugar! Parang wala ka sa Pilipinas. Dito ko nakita na…meron pa rin talagang pag-asa ang Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako, at marami sa henerasyon ko ang umalis sa kinalalagyan nila dahil sa sobrang pagka-unsyami sa sistema. Nakalimutan kami ng mga ate at kuya namin. Oo nga’t sila ang nasa puwesto matapos nilang maibalik ang kalayaan, ngunit ganon pa rin hanggang ngayon, hanggang ang henerasyon namin ay…nakalimutan na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami ay nakakalat ngayon kung saan saang lupalop ng mundo, marami sa aming nasa edad kwarenta na. Hanggang ngayon ay naghahanap pa rin ng kalalagyan. Marami sa amin ang patuloy pa ring nagsusunud-sunuran para lamang maka-survive. Ang iba, nakatakas nga mula sa sistema ngunit malayo naman sa kanilang inang bayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasayang ang aming karunungan sa mahabang panahon naming pagiging saksi lamang. Sa pagputok ng teknolohiya at internet, marami sa amin ang ngayo’y nagsisimulang makibagay dito…matuto at kahit papaano, magkaroon ng kalalagyan sa panibagong mundong ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANDITO KAMI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, ikaw na ang aming pangulo Kuya Noy Noy. Andito kami, mga nakababata mong kapatid para tulungan ka sa abot nang aming makakaya upang magawa mo ang nararapat at matupad ang pagbabago na matagal na nating hinihintay. Kaming mga kapatid mong papunta pa lamang sa gustong kalagyan. Marami-rami na rin kaming natutunan, marami na rin kaming naranasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andito lang kami, Kuya P-Noy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-2313068308611173640?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here, DJTommyG and I get to read and talk about the oddest news from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Triple W News is basically along the lines of the &lt;a href="http://www.coreyandjayshow.com/"&gt;Corey &amp;amp; Jay Show&lt;/a&gt;, a radio program co-hosted by Corey Deitz and Jay Hamilton currently based in Little Rock, Arkansas on 100.3 The Edge. They have these segments such as Head Up Your Ass Headlines, When Animals Get Pissed, Police Blotter and a couple more wherein they read the weirdest, funniest and even the most gruesome news stories taken from different sources from around the globe. I've listened to snippets of these segments in their website and I just rotflmfao! What makes me really fall off my chair are their hilarious remarks while reading these weird stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I have yet to chance any local station doing something like this, and I figured having a segment like this in my show would really be fun, both to us jocks and to our listeners. Hence, I came up with the segment, The Triple W News (a pun on the World Wide Web since most of my material come from the triple W anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been a hoot so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna listen to the segment Triple W News, you actually can, over the triple W, err the internet. To pinkoy readers, catch us over our audio/video stream @ &lt;a href="http://www.ustream.tv/channel/895subicbay"&gt;http://www.ustream.tv/channel/895subicbay&lt;/a&gt; Mondays to Fridays, 9am-12nn (GMT+8) Philippine time (o di ba ipromote ba? haha!). We interact most of the time with our viewers/listeners via chat in the stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm at this, I'll also start posting here some of these odd stories that we feature in the radio show. Here's one that I'll probably be doing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bomb Probe Turns Up Vibrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;California Highway Patrol: Man was wired for pleasure, not terror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL 19--A California Highway Patrol office was briefly evacuated earlier this month when investigators became concerned that an arrestee might have been carrying a concealed explosive device. When officers collared Steven Ferrini on a drug charge, a search of the 60-year-old suspect turned up "a suspicious wire, with an on/off switch" in his pants pocket. "The wire was found to extend from the pant pocket to the subject's anus," according to a CHP report, a copy of which you'll find here. Though Ferrini claimed that the wire was connected to an anal vibrator, officers became suspicious when he subsequently "began to explain his knowledge of explosives and bomb making." So they called in El Dorado County's "explosive ordinance disposal" team and, at 5:45 AM, evacuated "all unnecessary personnel" from the CHP's South Lake Tahoe office. At about 9 AM, the bomb squad "rendered the device safe" and determined it was not dangerous. The report does not indicate why more than three hours passed before the vibrator was found not to be an explosive device. "The vibrator was subsequently removed and placed into property," according to report, which does not identify the CHP employee tasked with that unfortunate evidence collection responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Can't wait to comment on this tomorrow, rotflmfao!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-110059211100116086?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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After all, its definition isn't all that bad, being that it is a process that should result to the greater good, so says Aristotle. But then, how can I isolate the process from the implementors, ergo the politicians, who have always been negatively portrayed as corrupt, and thus the subject of a teenager's inquiry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carefully, I thought and finally said... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's because of greed, sweetie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, politicians are people and people tend to forget. They forget that even if they gain all the money and power in the world, they are not indestructible. People die. So, whatever they gain here is just temporary because they wouldn't be using all that money and power six feet below the ground."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then why do they do it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"They do it because they are persuaded to do it. The world that man has created has become very persuasive for them to give in to what they want, and what they want are things that they thought would make them the strongest beings on earth. And what are those things?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Money and power?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Basically...yes. In olden times, people resort to bartering for his needs. But then someone thought of inventing coins and giving it value based on what goods he wanted to trade in exchange for what he needs.  So, if you're a farmer and you harvested a lot, you'll get to sell them in exchange for coins so you can in turn purchase what you need.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Further along, coins were minted with gold or silver to really get things going. Now just imagine what it would be like if you have a whole chest of gold coins in your hands! Imagine what grand things you can possess if you have that many gold coins! How powerful you must feel to get whatever it is you want! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So it's true that money is the root of all evil?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not really. Money is not evil in itself. If you use money for evil, it's still not evil per se, but the person that uses it. Remember, money is only a tool. It was invented in the first place for a good purpose, and that is for man to provide himself with what he needed to keep on living. It's also like politics. It is not evil in itself but the person that abuses it to gain power. The problem is that man forgets and when you forget, that's when greed sets in. You want more, even if you resort to cheating and stealing just so you can get whatever it is that you want. That sweetie, is corruption."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are all politicians like that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I wouldn't say all, honey. It all depends on whether they forget or not. As a matter of fact, it's not only the politicians, but all of mankind as well. Man has become greedy because of the kind of world he invented just to make all things convenient for him.  It shouldn't have been bad, but because he forgets, he accumulates, and when he can't get what he wants, he wages war against those who possess that which he desires. It's like Darwin's theory of evolution. Man is on top of the food chain. But among men, there is also survival of the fittest. If you can't hack it, you are are poor and powerless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whoa...I said to myself. At this point I needed to backtrack a bit. I mean, I don't want this teenager to think that the world is full of bad people. So, I braced myself for her next question.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So that explains why there are a lot of poor people?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Um... I think so sweetie. But what's important is, do not forget. If there are bad people, there are many of us who are also good, those who don't forget and don't lose themselves from all these materialism. There are people who use their talents, their minds and their hearts to make their lives more meaningful. There are a lot of these people, even in politics.  It's only sad that many of us have become so cynical and pessimistic because of the kind of history man has created.  Man is so forgetful that he even forgets the lessons he should have learned from that history he created. But it is also man who can turn things around for him. We only have one life to live and it is short. We are only mortals. It's up to you how you spend your short life on earth.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So sweetie, don't forget, ok?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-5915801776488772037?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung paniniwalaan namin kayo na hindi naglaro ng tubig kahit na basa ang damit n’yo, kayo ang niloloko namin; hindi kayo ang nakapanloloko.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If we are to believe that you are not playing with water even if your clothes are wet, we are the one fooling you; not you fooling us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali, alam ba nilang pag natuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Why is it that kids are not taking a nap in the afternoon? Do they know that if they learn to fall in love they will not be able to sleep anymore even if they want to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, may mga bagay na hindi nakikita. Sabi nila, kailangan mo raw makita ang mga bagay na iyon para patunayan na totoo nga sila. Pero naniniwala ako na may mga bagay na kahit hindi nakikita eh totoo. At para sa akin, mas higit silang mahalaga kaysa sa mga bagay na nakikita…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes there are things you cannot see. They say, you need to see these things to prove that they are real. But I believe there are things that though you cannot see them, are real. And for me, they are more important than things you can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na anong bagal ng paglakad mo, kung di ka naman niya gustong habulin, hindi ka talaga nya maabutan..kahit na mag- stop over ka pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter how slow you walk and he/she doesn’t want to go after you, he/she will never reach you, even if you make a stop-over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga taong di nagpaparamdam sa kanilang mga kaibigan e mabuting patayin nalang namin kayo para magparamdam kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;To people who are not making their presence felt to their friends, it’s probably better if we just kill you so you will make your presence felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipong pag sinabihan ka ng sorry, pwedeng sumama pa ang loob mo. Pero pag sinabihan ka na ng SUPER SORRY, naku - bawal na magtampo! Kasi super na yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It’s like if you’ve been apologized to, it’s possible that you’ll still be sulking. But if you’ve been told that they are SUPER SORRY, why, stop moping because it’s already super.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makakapagbago ka lang kung kaya mo nang aminin na hindi mo mapagkakatiwalaan ang sarili mong pag-iisip, dahil ito rin ang nagtutulak sa ‘yo sa bisyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You’ll be able to change only if you admit to yourself that you cannot trust your own thoughts, because it will also push you towards vices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag binisita ka ng idea, gana, o inspirasyon, kailangan mong itigil LAHAT ng ginagawa mo para lang di masayang ang pagkakataon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you’ve been visited by an idea, a desire or inspiration, you need to stop everything you’re doing so as not to waste the opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang matuwa sa mga bagay na nakikita mo sa ngayon. Lahat iyan ay panandalian lamang at anumang sandali ay maaaring mawala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Do not be amused by things you can see today. All of that are just fleeting and could disappear at any moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang eskwelahan din ang buhay e. Marami kang pag-aaralan, pero hindi naman lahat ‘yon e importante at kailangan mong matutunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Life is also like school. You’ll get to study lots of things. But not all are important and necessary for you to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kolehiyo, maraming impluwensiya ang makikita. Masama o mabuti man ito. Wag mo isisi sa thesis partner o sa kaibigan ang lahat kung bakit nasira ang baga mo sa kakayosi, nasira ang atay mo sa kakainom at kung bakit nagkaroon ka agad ng pamilya. Kung talagang matino kang tao, kahit sino pa mang tarantado ang kasama mo ay maitutuwid mo pa rin ang daang tatahakin mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;In college, you’ll get to see many influences, either good or bad. Don’t blame your thesis partner or friend if your lungs are harmed because of smoking, your liver impaired because of too much drinking and why you got yourself a family too soon. If you are a sensible person, even if you are with the most evil person, you can still straighten the path you'll be walk on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag mawawalan ng gana sa buhay. Kung ano yung galing mo, kulit mo, lakas ng sigaw at tuwa mo sa mga laban ng UAAP, NCAA, mga sports fest o concert ng paborito mong banda, wag mong iwawala hanggang sa pagtanda. Wag kang tutulad sa ilang kongresista na nagre- report sa trabaho para lang matulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Don’t give up your zest for life. What with all your talents, your annoying persistence, your earsplitting shouts and joyfulness at every UAAP, NCAA, sports fest or concert of your favorite band, do not lose them ‘til you’re old. Don’t take after a congressman who reports to work just to sleep on the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung gusto mong maging musikero, sige lang. Pintor, ayos! Inhinyero, the best! Kung gusto mo maging teacher, pilitin mong maging teacher na hindi makakalimutan ng estudyante mo. Kung gusto mong maging sapatero, maging pinakamahusay kang sapatero. Kung gusto mong maging karpintero, maging pinakamagaling kang karpintero. Kung gusto mong maging tindero ng balut, wag kang dadaan sa harap ng bahay naming para mambulahaw sa gabi kung ayaw mong masaktan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If you want to be a musician, go for it. A painter, fine! An engineer, the best! If you want to become a teacher, try to be a teacher who will never be forgotten by your students. If you want to be a cobbler, be the best cobbler. If you want to become a carpenter, be the greatest carpenter. If you want to be a balut vendor, don’t pass by my house just to bother us at night if you don’t want to get hurt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit kelan walang maling desisyon, nagiging mali lamang ito kapag hindi napapanindigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;There is never a wrong decision. It only becomes wrong if one does not stand by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako naniniwalang kailangan ng tao mangarap dahil gusto nya ng pera o gusto nyang sumikat o gusto nya ng impluwensya. Side effects na lang ang mga ‘to, tingin ko. Nangangarap ang tao dahil binigyan sya ng Diyos ng kakayahang mangarap at tumupad nito. Tungkulin nyang pagbutihin ang pagkatao nya at mag –ambag ng tulong sa mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I don’t believe that a person needs to dream because he wants money or fame, or influence. These are all just side effects, I think. People dream because God gave them the ability to dream and make it come true. It’s his duty to improve his personhood and contribute something to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, kailangang ituro ng mundo sa’yo ang tama sa paraang masasaktan ka para matandaan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes the world needs to teach you what is right in a way that hurts you so you will remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tanging ang utak lang ng tao- sa buong kalawakan- ang natatanging bagay na nagpipilit umintindi sa sarili niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;But it is only the mind of a person – in the entirety of space – that is the only thing persistent to understand oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung wala kang alam sa buhay ng dalawang tao o kahit pa man may alam ka sa isa sa kanila, wala ka pa rin sa tamang lugar para lagyan ng kahulugan ang mga kilos nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you don’t know anything about the lives of any two people, or if you know something about one of them, you still are not in the right place to put any meaning to their actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang taong panget. Nagkataon lang na yung mukha nila hindi uso at hindi in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no ugly person. Chances are his/her face is just not in style right now and is not in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karapatan kong madapa at bumangon sa buhay nang walang tatawa, magagalit, magtatanong, o magbibilang kung ilang beses na ‘kong nagkamali at ilang ulit ako dapat bumawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I have the right to fall and stand up in life without anyone laughing, getting mad, asking or counting how many times I committed mistakes and how many times I should get even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan talaga ang mga tao, pipihit-pihitin ang katotohanan hanggang sa sumang-ayon na ito sa kumportableng posisyon ng mga makasarili nilang puso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;That’s just how people are, they will twist the truth until it agrees with the comfortable position of those who have selfish hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang liit at laki ay nasa isip lang. Bakit kami nina Bubuyog at Gagamba, may naipundar din kami kahit papano. Nasa pagsisikap lang ‘yan ng tao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Being small or big is just in the mind. Why, take us Bees and Spiders...we have at least built something. It’s just a matter of diligence on the part of humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natawa ka man o nandiri sa pagkaing may kakaibang pangalan, isang patunay lang yan na apektado ka ng salita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you laughed at or were disgusted by food with a very odd name, this is proof that you were affected by words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na sigurong malaman namin na lumalakad ang mga kamay ng relo at tumatakbo ang panahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It’s probably enough that you know that the hands on a watch are slowly moving and time is running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paggawa na ba ng mabuti ang hindi paggawa ng kasamaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it already doing a good thing if you're not doing anything bad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;But it’s better to fail at doing something than to succeed in doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wala kang ibang paghuhugutan ng sipag, tiyaga, at determinasyon kundi sarili mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;There is no other place where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;you can draw diligence, patience and determination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;from but your own self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Next : &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-bob-ong-translationsby-request.html"&gt;Part 6-b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/08/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-7.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Part 7 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/10/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-8.html"&gt;Part 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/08/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-7.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous Translations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-5.html"&gt;Part 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-4.html"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-lifebob-ong-quotes-translated.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-2.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-3087892159989167597?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Walang masama kung gusto mong lisanin ang barkong sa tingin mo’y papalubog na. Basta’t wag mo lang hahagisan ng anumang pabigat ang barko habang pinagsusumikapan itong isalba ng ibang tao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;There's nothing wrong about going abroad. It's not bad if you wish to abandon a ship that you think is already sinking.  Just don't throw anything burdensome on it while others are persevering to salvage the ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Merong matigas.. merong malambot.. merong tuwid..merong kulot.. merong buo..merong durog.. at merong mga taong hindi basta basta lumulubog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Some are hard...others soft. Some are straight...some are curly. Some are whole while others are broken...and there are people who just cannot be brought down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walang taong manhid. Hindi niya lang talaga maintindihan kung ano ang gusto mong iparating dahil ayaw mo siyang diretsuhin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;There are no numb people. He/She just cannot understand what you want to convey because you don't want to say it straight to him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naniniwala ako sa isang prinsipyo sa psychology na nagsasabing para makuha mo ang gusto mo, kailangan nakatatak ito sa isip mo ng buong-buo. VISUALIZED.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe in this one principle of psychology which says that for you to get what you want, you need to entirely imprint it in your mind. VISUALIZED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi naman lagi iiyak ang mundo para lang sa isang tao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The world will not always weep for just one person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ano namang mapapala mo kakaisip sa nakaraan at sa mga pwede pang mangyari? Wala ka naman sigurong super powers para maibalik ang nakalipas na. Dapat matuto kang pahalagahan ang mga nangyayari sayo sa kasalukuyan. Isipin mo yung ngayon. I-enjoy mo lang ang buhay. Wag kang emo. Hindi ka talaga magiging masaya kung di mo tutulungan ang sarili mo. Natural lang na makaramdam ng lungkot paminsan-minsan pero ang pagiging miserable? Wag kang hibang choice mo yan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;What will you get from thinking about the past and what should have happened? You don't even have superpowers to bring back the past. You just need to appreciate the things that are happening at present. Think of the now. Enjoy your life. Don't be emo. You really will not be happy if you won't help yourself. It's natural to feel sad every now and then but to be miserable? Don't be crazy, that's your choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung hindi mo alam kung sino ka, paano mo maipagmamalaki ang sarili mo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If you don't know who you are, how can you be proud of yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Minsan kailangan mong maging malakas, para amining mahina ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes you need to be strong to admit that you are weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ano ang talino kung walang disiplina?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;What is knowledge if there is no discipline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong maswerte ako dahil pinaglaro at pinag-aral ako ng mga magulang ko nung bata pa ako. Hindi pala lahat ng bata e dumadaan sa kamusmusan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I found out how fortunate I was because I was allowed to play and attend school by my parents when I was still a child. Not all kids have passed through childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong mali ang laging mamigay ng pad paper sa mga kaklaseng linta na hindi bumibili ng paper kahit may pambili."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I learned that it's wrong to give away pad paper to bloodsucking classmates who do not buy paper even if they have the money to get their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paano ko sila pasasalamatan kung ngayon ko lang naintindihan ang mga itinuro nila?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;How can I thank them if it's only now that I have just understood what they have taught me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pare, isa kang totoong tao at walang halong kasinungalingan. In English, FACT you, pare. Totoo ka. In English, FACT you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Hey friend, you are a genuine person and there is no tinge of falsehood in you. In English, FACT you, friend. You're the real deal. In English, FACT you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a postscript on that last quote I translated. A lot of people are asking for the meaning of this quote. I say, Bob Ong was again probably showing his sinister sense of humor here. If I may so interpret, it's like saying, "Hey, banal na aso! Santong kabayo! (tagalog oxymoron- direct translations "Holy Dog," "Sacred Horse") You're so good and perfect! FACT you! (play on words/double meaning denoting, "yeah you're the real deal, in fact." But it also means "up yours!" hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it?&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Next : &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/09/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-6.html"&gt;Part 6&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-bob-ong-translationsby-request.html"&gt;Part 6-b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; / &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/08/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-7.html"&gt;Part 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/10/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-8.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated Bob Ong Quotes in Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-4.html"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-lifebob-ong-quotes-translated.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-2.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-6324586417217711969?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let's just say, I'm doing the english-speaking world a favor by sharing Bob Ong's in-your-face, street wisdom about love and life. Talk about a reality check, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are new translations...so bear with me as I again indulge in this nose-bleeding task (which I think nobody is willing to take, until this crazy kitty came along).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;About Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung bida sa script na pinili nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to land a role in a person's life, especially if you are not the protagonist in the script he/she chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay, kasi hindi ikaw ang priority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes even if it is your time, you still have to wait because you are not the priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Do you know how far the distance is between two people if they've already turn their backs on each other? You have to go around the whole world just to face again that person whom you have given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If you loved a person you shouldn't have loved and you got hurt, don't blame your heart. It only throbs to supply blood for your body. Now, if you are good at anatomy and then you blame your hypothalamus which controls your emotions, you're still wrong. Why? C'mon! Don't put the blame on your body organs for all the hurt you've felt in your life. Remember this: you will only be happy if you learn to accept that it is not your heart, brain, liver or intestines that did you wrong in all the things that happened to you, but it is YOU yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pakawalan mo yung mga bagay na nakakasakit sa iyo kahit na pinasasaya ka nito. Wag mong hintayin ang araw na sakit na lang ang nararamdaman mo at iniwan ka na ng kasiyahan mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Let go of the things that hurt you even if they make you happy. Don't wait for that day when all that's left is the pain, and the one who makes you happy left you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang pag-ibig parang imburnal...nakakatakot mahulog...at kapag nahulog ka, it's either by accident or talagang tanga ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is like a filthy gutter...you're afraid of falling in...but if you fell, it's either by accident or you're just plain stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa. Kasi hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If you love two people, choose the second one. It's because you wouldn't fall for another if you really love your first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesn't mean that because you always chat, talk over the phone, accompany you in errands or texts you constantly, he/she is interested in you and you'll end up together. There are people who are just plain friendly, sweet, flirty, teasing, or just wants to lead you on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ang tenga kapag pinagdikit korteng puso… Extension ng puso ang tenga, kaya kapag marunog kang makinig, marunong kang magmahal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The ears, if put together, is shaped like a heart. Ears are the extension of the heart, so if you know how to listen, you know how to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kapag pinag-aagawan ka malamang maganda o gwapo ka. Sumama ka sa mabuti, hindi sa mabait. Sa marunong hindi sa matalino. Sa mahal ka, hindi sa gusto ka.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you are being fought over you probably are beautiful or handsome. Go with someone who is good rather than kind. With someone wise rather than intelligent. With someone who loves you rather than someone who wants you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-5.html"&gt;Part 5&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/09/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-6.html"&gt;Part 6&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-bob-ong-translationsby-request.html"&gt;Part 6-b&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/08/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-7.html"&gt;Part 7 &lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2010/10/bob-ong-quotestranslated-part-8.html"&gt;Part 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated Bob Ong Quotes in review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-lifebob-ong-quotes-translated.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-2.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href="http://pin-k-oy.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-quotes-translated-part-1.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3107277583706263776-105997204832144044?l=pin-k-oy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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