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Nasabi ko to kasi naman kung susuriin natin mabuti nitong nakaraang mga araw si NOY ay laging nalalate sa kanyang mga appointments. Una, ay yung imbitahan siya sa may CAMP Aguinaldo para sa pagpaparangal sa kanya ng mga sundalo sa AFP. Pangalawa ay yung binigyan ng Thanks Giving Mass ang mga kandidato na nanalo nung nakaraang halalan. Unang dahilan ng pagiging late ni NOY ay naipit siya ng trapik sa may Q. Ave (lahat naman ng taga maynila ay alam to, at imposibleng hindi nya alam yun) sa kadahilan na hindi siya gumamet ng WangWang at hindi nag counterflow ang kanyang convoy. Pangalawang dahilan napuyat siya at nagbrownout sa Timestreet. Naisip ko lang, dapat kung ikaw ay nakatira sa TimeStreet e dapat hindi ka nalalate bakit? kasi nga Time Street (Time Strict) ibig sabihin istrikto sa oras. hahaha.. kidding aside, ang isang pangulo ay nagsisilbi sanang magandang halimbawa sa kanyang mga nasasakupan at yung mga taong nakapailalim sa kanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meron lang po akong suggestion mahal naming P.NOY, para po hindi na kayo nalalate, e bakit po kaya di na lang WangWang ang gamitin nyong alarm clock sa kwarto nyo at sigurado ako na magigising kayo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE LATE PRESIDENT CORAZON AQUINO (patay na) THE LATE PRESIDENT BENIGNO AQUINO III (buhay pa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAKE SENSE? ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7020248348715587074-8754120517977450996?l=midcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Minsan dumarating sa punto ng magasawa na kailangan nilang magkaanak upang sa pagdating nga naman  ng araw na sila ay matanda na meron sakanilang magaalaga, magpapakain, magpapaligo, maghuhugas ng wetpaks at madame pang ibang bagay upang mapakita naman ng mga anak ang pagtanaw nila ng utang na loob. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May mga magasawa naman na hindi pinapalad na biyayaan ng anak sa kadahilanang baka baog yung babae, baog si lalaki, parehas sila ng kasarian at magkalayo sila. Ang anak kasi ang nagpapatibay ng samahan ng magasawa, kaya naiisipan nila magadopt ng anak o sa tagalog ay magampon. Dumadaan ang pagaampon sa legal na proseso kapag ikaw ay kukuha sa mga bahay ampunan, titignan ng DSWD o yung management ng ampunan kung ang magasawa ba ay may kakayahan upang buhayin at bigyan ng magandang buhay ang bata. Subalit meron din namang pagaampon ang di na dumadaan sa ganitong proseso, pamangkin, kapatid sa labas, anak ng bestfriend at malayong kamaganak, yan ang mga klase ng pagaampon ng di na kailangan dumaan pa sa kamay ng gobyerno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bubuhayin, pagaaralin, bibigyan ng magandang buhay, bibilhan ng magarbong cellphone at ipagbibida sa kamaganak kapag naging honor student. Gagawin ng magulang ang lahat para ibigay ang lahat ng dabest sa anak o isang AMPON. Tulad ng napapanood natin sa mga telenobela sa TV, once na nalaman na nila na sila ay hindi tunay na anak ay natatabunan na ang lahat ng ginawang mabuti ng magulang sa kanila. Kahit na naghirap ang magulang ang nagkanda utang utang para lang mabuhay sila, hindi na nila ito maiisip at dali daling sasabihan ng "I hate you" ang magulang at tatakbo sa kwarto nila, ilolock ang pinto at dadapa sa kama at iiyak at magtatanong "Bakit nila ko niloko?", niloko ba talga sila o inisip lang ng magulang ang damdamin nila? Sana imbes na magalit tayo sa ating kinagisnang magulang, isipin na lang natin na hindi nila tayo tinuring na ibang tao, mahirap kaya bumuhay ng taong hindi mo naman kadugo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7020248348715587074-5032300074191174535?l=midcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bagong sapatos,  mejas, blouse, pantalon, bag, lapis, ballpen, pencil case na maraming pindutan at eraser na mabango at amoy prutas. Naalala ko nung bata ako, nakailan beses akong pinagalitan ng nanay ko dahil tanong ako ng tanong kung kelan nya ba talga ako ieenroll sa day care center. Gusto ko na rin maghakot ng sangkatutak na notebooks sa national, bumili ng isang set ng coloring materials at isang malaking bag na kasya pati gamit ng kaklase ko. First day sa school, kabado ako parang ang lawak na kasi ng mundo ko madaming tao ang naglalakad at nagmamadali sa corridor habang nakatingin sakin na parang may banta sa buhay ko, pumasok ako sa isang maliit na classroom na punong puno ng bata. Nagdalawang isip ako kung papasok ba ko o hindi kasi mukhang mali ang napuntahan ko ang sabi ko kasi sa school ako pupunta mukhang sa Worlds of Fun ata ako napadpad sa dame ng batang naglalaro sa loob. Iba iba ang mga itsura ng mga bata dun, may maitim na parang anak ni obama, maputi na parang anak naman ni clinton, may payat na pwedeng magtago sa likod ng ruler, may mataba na kapag tinimbang mo ay masisira ang mga spring ng timbangan, may mukhang grade 6 na kasi bata pa lang may bigote na, meron ding mukhang kakalabas lang ng ospital at kakaputol lang ng pusod at marami pang iba. Sa loob loob ko, "Mukhang magiging masaya ang taon na to!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nagumipsa na ang klase, isa isa kaming nagpakilala, may mga batang ganado at sinasabaw sa kanin ang enervon kid syrup todo kwento sa buhay nila at kulang na lang pati suking tindahan nila ay sabihin. Ngunit may isang bata ang nakakuha ng aking atensyon ang pangalan nya ay Abbi, siya ay isang mapayat na batang babae na ayon sa mga naririnig kong chismis ay pinaglihi daw sa dahon ng makahiya, ang kanyang boses ay kasing lakas ng boses ng mga langgam kapag nagkakasalubong at nagtuturo kung saan meron pagkain. Ayun! its my turn, una binati ko sila ng "Good Morning teacher Good Morning classmates Praise be Jesus and Mary" turo sakin yan. Nagtataka ako kung bakit lahat ng klasmeyt ko ay nakakunot ang noo at namumula ang mga mata, mukhang alam ko na kung bakit, ENGLISH kasi yung pinang greet ko sa kanila. Kaya binawi ko din ang sabi ko na lang "Magandang Umaga sa lahat" at lahat sila ay sumagot ng "Magandang Umaga din!" ayun naman pala ang akala ko ba naman galit sila sakin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumaan ang maraming taon at sa awa ng Diyos na maykapal hindi naman ako nakaranas na bumagsak. Puro palakol lang para akong merchant nakakahiya man aminin e talgang ganun! hindi kumpleto ang buhay studyante kapag di ka nakaranas nun. Masarap magaral! Masarap talaga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7020248348715587074-1004067900373379191?l=midcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mapalad ba o malas ang malulukluk sa pwesto? Kanya kanya nga naman pananaw yan, kapag ang pulitiko ay tatakbo sa halalan ibubuhos nya lahat ng yaman nya dito at may pagkakataon pa nga na ipangungutang nya manalo lang siya. Halungkatin natin anu nga ba ang laman ng utak ng isang aspiring politician; 1) Maging makapangyarihan sa lahat, 2) Mabawi ang pondong ginamet nung nakaraang eleksyon pag nalukluk na sa pwesto galing sa kaban ng bayan, 3) Makapaghiganti  sa mga taong lumait, nangmaliit, nangbuska, nangasar at di nagpahiram ng pera nung oras na nangangailangan siya at 4) Maging pinakamayamang politician sa panahong yon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kung susuriin natin isa isa ang mga tatakbong presidente ngayon sinu sa tingin nyu ang karapat dapat? Ito ang mga pagpipilian ninyo; (a) Isang lalaking napakatalino, bar top natcher, magaling na mambabatas at kawani ng gobyerno kaya lang tuta ang labas nya kapag nanalo siya. (b) Isang lalaking medyo nauubos na ang buhok at nakasalamin na hinulma ang kamay para mag sign ng letrang L, kapatid ng isang kilalang kilala sa showbiz at anak ng dalawang dakilang bayani ng ating bansa. (c) Isang lalaking mataba, maputi, makapal ang labi, tisoy at ang nickname ay pang bading, sabi nya siya daw ang makakapagpaunlad sa Pilipinas ang sabi ko naman "Whatever Yaya!". (d) Isang babaeng nanalo bilang senadora sa tulong ni Mara at nagkaron ng pinakasikat ng Campaign Jingle "Ja-Ja-Ja ***". (e) Isang lalaking lumaki daw sa hirap at nakatira sa bahay na tumutulo ang bubung? meron palang ganun, o baka ang ibig nyang sabihin ay tumutulo ang tubig sa bubung. yun ang tama. Sumikat siya sa sayaw nya  nung siya ay tumatakbo bilang senador. at ang panghuli Isang lumang lalaki na may commercial na tumakbo ng isang dangkal pagkatapos inulit ulit na lang ang frames ng video para magmukhang malayo ito. Hindi siya kumakampi kay GMA dahil kahit kamaganak DAW di nya kakampihan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilan lang yan sa mga kandidatong tatakbo sa darating na "Hangalan" ay este "Halalan", sana bago tayo tumakbo ay isipin muna natin kung anu ang magagawa natin sa bayan at hindi ang mga bagay na nabanggit ko sa unang talata ng artikulong ito. Hindi porket tinanung ka ng chairman ng "Edu, game ka na ba?" sasagot ka ng "Game na!". Ang halalan sa Pilipinas ay sadyang ganito bakit di na lang si Blakjak ang patakbuhin nyo para siya din ang pers black pilipino president in the history parang sa US. Astig!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7020248348715587074-1155044980746665884?l=midcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Isang umaga ng Huwebes sa buwan ng Disyembre, siya ay nagkainteres sa isang bracelet na nabili nya daw sa "Silver Works" ang kintab, maganda, maaliwalas, walang bahid dungis at higit sa lahat mukhang pangmayaman at kumakaen lang sa gintong plato ang pwedeng magsuot. Ipinagmalaki nya sa ami ang kanyang nabiling kayamanan. Tinatanung namin kung magkanu nya nabili ang nasabing alahas subalit ayaw niyang sabihin ang presyo at balak pa ata maging host ng "The Price is Right" sa pagpapahula sa aming grupo. Ang tangi ko lang naalala ay ang mga katagang binitawan nya sa amin bago matapos ang araw na iyon "Alam ko na ang kokolektahin ko sa buhay ko! TAMA!! Alam ko na!". lahat kami ay napaabang na kala mo ay nagaabang kung sinu ba talga ang gusto pumatay kay Rosalinda, si Valeria ba o si Fedra?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kapag ang salitang "Kolektor" ay titignan natin sa Pamplulitikang antas, ito ay lumalarawan sa taong nangongolekta ng "lagay, suhol, bala, o mas kilala sa tawag na pampadulas". Naiiba ang ibig sabihin ng isang salita depende sa ginagawa ng tao ng kinakabitan ng salitang nabanggit. Kapag ang isang normal na tao ay napadpad sa mundo ng pulitika, kahit kumbinsihin mu lahat ng tao na maniwala sa iyo na ikaw ay hindi kurakot, malamang kahit mamigay ka ng sangkatutak na Bread pan at ialang bote ng C2 sa mga nasasakupan mu ang tingin nila sa iyo ay "Corrupt".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalawang salita lang naman ang sikat na sikat kapag ikaw ay naging politician "makisama" at "maki-sama", iisa ng spelling pero magkaiba ang pagbigkas. Kapag naging pulitiko ka lahat ng pakikisama sa kapawa ay kailangan mu gawin, mabuti man o masama. Ang tama dapat gawin mung mali at ang mali ay pipilitin mong gawin tama. Para ka rin isang abogado na dapat bihasa ka sa pagsisinungaling. Syempre na saiyo ang kapangyarihan walang pwedeng kumwestyon sa iyo. Maki-sama, kapag ang lahat ng nakapaligid sa iyo o gabinete mo ay MASAMA, automatic na yun at di na kailangan sabihin sa iyo na dapat maging MASAMA ka din. Kung baga sa sasali ka sa contest ng Eat Bulaga na DobleKara, un nga lang hindi babae at lalaki ang gagawin mung hati sa sarili mo, kundi isang Masama at isang Mabuti (Orocan Mode- for SWS survey purpose only).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7020248348715587074-4129474051905133318?l=midcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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