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Tuesday, May 30, 2006
ako ang pang-100 na message!!!!
i can't take my eyes off of you.....did i say that i loathe you? did i say that i want to leave it all behind? i can't take my mind off of you...i can't take my mind off of you...i can't take my mind off of you........'til i find somebody new.....
i'm really pissed off man! don't know why....i know why....just can't say kasi ayoko na isipin...ang therapeutic talaga ni damien rice...read me the story of o...remember, constantina? :P
right now i really hate my org!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hate all these things to do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i mean just for my org i'm sacrificing what is left of my freakin short summer vacation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hate it! hate it! hate it! maybe i'll just dream of that my girl guy for a moment.....
i'm really pissed off man! don't know why....i know why....just can't say kasi ayoko na isipin...ang therapeutic talaga ni damien rice...read me the story of o...remember, constantina? :P
right now i really hate my org!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hate all these things to do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i mean just for my org i'm sacrificing what is left of my freakin short summer vacation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hate it! hate it! hate it! maybe i'll just dream of that my girl guy for a moment.....
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Thursday, May 25, 2006
Ah c'mon Rox, alam ko kung bakit noh! Sabihin mo na kasi!!!! :D
Hahahahaha ok ka pearlfields ha! In fairness, the Killers! Nung una kong nakita, tinanong ko sa sarili ko kung sino yang mga lalaki sa header! Hahahahaha!
EDIT: Ok, may nakita akong pangit sa skin na ito: di niya sinasabi kung sino yung nagpost! Wis ko lang diva? :D
first blog entry ko dito and it will consist of 4 sentences only!
i'll think on what to write about first... check back in an hour ^____^
Hahahahaha ok ka pearlfields ha! In fairness, the Killers! Nung una kong nakita, tinanong ko sa sarili ko kung sino yang mga lalaki sa header! Hahahahaha!
EDIT: Ok, may nakita akong pangit sa skin na ito: di niya sinasabi kung sino yung nagpost! Wis ko lang diva? :D
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Wednesday, May 24, 2006
I'm SoooooOO Friggin Miserable!!
nice.
first blog entry ko dito and it will consist of 4 sentences only!
i'll think on what to write about first... check back in an hour ^____^
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Monday, May 22, 2006
your hair it's everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahahahahaha! kanina gustong gusto ko na magpagupit but i still have to finish my freakin eng11 paper that i honestly have no idea how to organize....i'm right there...got ideas, just can't connect it all! i'm running out of time...i have to pass it today, meaning until 11:59 pm...you're hair it's everywhere!!!!!!!!!!! my station in launchcast radio (yes kumpleto) is goin' nuts! ang papangit ng pinapatugtog...oops, scratch that dahil ngayon ay naririnig ko na ang friday i'm in love by the cure...one of my absolute favorite songs....the problem with me is that eversince i've started writing in this blog, i always feel like i have to write my papers here....kasi pag word, nawawalan ako ng gana....nuts again si launchcast radio.....no more...it's better than ezra na....angels fly in the air tonight saying wasn't it just like swimmin in the rain....anyway....kung naaalala niyo dito ko pinost yung simula ng mcdonaldization paper ko at yung sp paper ko...howell!!!!
cge....i'll try it again....sorry ha, pero dito ako magttype! yehey!
Jose Dalisay’s Woman in the Box reveals the stories of the typical Filipino overseas contract worker, specifically those working in Middle East countries, who suffer untold hardships and extreme difficulties adjusting to a totally alien environment, either in the spiritual, cultural, or physical sense, hoping to give their families a brighter tomorrow. While many of these contract workers do succeed in giving their families a house and lot, a car, or start a small business after merely a few years of hard work in these foreign lands, quite a number of them meet tragic endings while going about this quest for this dream house and secure future for their families. Dalisay’s story actually revolves around the lives and fate of these luckless migrant workers such as those of Aurora Z. Cabahug, “the woman in the box”; and Filemon Catabay Sr., a convict beheaded in Saudi “for stabbing his employer’s wife in an argument over missing jewelry”. (Dalisay 1)
It is often said that literature conveys human truths and reveals things that are often ignored or hidden by conventional media. While stories like those of Cabahug and Catabay do appear quite frequently in newspapers, radio, and television either as local or foreign news or special features, Dalisay’s use of the literary form such as the short story draws out a more real (vs. “unreal”, or manipulated) presentation of the story of migrant workers. Unlike conventional media, Dalisay succeeds in contextualizing the plight of these migrant workers, adeptly fleshing out the details of each person’s specific circumstances, and his network of relationships to his family and friends and the society as a whole. Due to time and space constraints imposed by the nature of these tri-media, as well as the need to deliver the news while still fresh and within highly strict deadlines that leave very little time for research and reflection, so much context is ignored or hidden in order for the news to meet the needs of the television or radio or print format.
Conventional media also focuses on how stories will be of interest to the general audience, and stories such that of the OFWs like Cabahug and Catabay would have probably been sensationalized by the media. Unlike literature, the media almost always cuts and pastes details of the news or stories that it features and it always portrays themselves as heroes. Through the short story, Dalisay was able to fit together a handful of mismatched puzzle pieces in the characters of Cabahug, Catabay, the consul from the embassy, the security guard, the family of Catabay and others who were mentioned in the story. Dalisay was able to connect their stories with one another and readers could understand clearly how the unfortunate fates of the two OFWs came to be.
From the stories of these overseas workers, one can actually gather some socio-economic realities that serve as the background for this story.
bad idea...stuck pa rin ako sa gitna....dito lang talaga ako umaabot...got no idea how to connect everything else! this is such a pain in the butt!!!!!!!!!!!
cge....i'll try it again....sorry ha, pero dito ako magttype! yehey!
An Analysis of Jose Dalisay’s “A Woman in the Box”
Jose Dalisay’s Woman in the Box reveals the stories of the typical Filipino overseas contract worker, specifically those working in Middle East countries, who suffer untold hardships and extreme difficulties adjusting to a totally alien environment, either in the spiritual, cultural, or physical sense, hoping to give their families a brighter tomorrow. While many of these contract workers do succeed in giving their families a house and lot, a car, or start a small business after merely a few years of hard work in these foreign lands, quite a number of them meet tragic endings while going about this quest for this dream house and secure future for their families. Dalisay’s story actually revolves around the lives and fate of these luckless migrant workers such as those of Aurora Z. Cabahug, “the woman in the box”; and Filemon Catabay Sr., a convict beheaded in Saudi “for stabbing his employer’s wife in an argument over missing jewelry”. (Dalisay 1)
It is often said that literature conveys human truths and reveals things that are often ignored or hidden by conventional media. While stories like those of Cabahug and Catabay do appear quite frequently in newspapers, radio, and television either as local or foreign news or special features, Dalisay’s use of the literary form such as the short story draws out a more real (vs. “unreal”, or manipulated) presentation of the story of migrant workers. Unlike conventional media, Dalisay succeeds in contextualizing the plight of these migrant workers, adeptly fleshing out the details of each person’s specific circumstances, and his network of relationships to his family and friends and the society as a whole. Due to time and space constraints imposed by the nature of these tri-media, as well as the need to deliver the news while still fresh and within highly strict deadlines that leave very little time for research and reflection, so much context is ignored or hidden in order for the news to meet the needs of the television or radio or print format.
Conventional media also focuses on how stories will be of interest to the general audience, and stories such that of the OFWs like Cabahug and Catabay would have probably been sensationalized by the media. Unlike literature, the media almost always cuts and pastes details of the news or stories that it features and it always portrays themselves as heroes. Through the short story, Dalisay was able to fit together a handful of mismatched puzzle pieces in the characters of Cabahug, Catabay, the consul from the embassy, the security guard, the family of Catabay and others who were mentioned in the story. Dalisay was able to connect their stories with one another and readers could understand clearly how the unfortunate fates of the two OFWs came to be.
From the stories of these overseas workers, one can actually gather some socio-economic realities that serve as the background for this story.
bad idea...stuck pa rin ako sa gitna....dito lang talaga ako umaabot...got no idea how to connect everything else! this is such a pain in the butt!!!!!!!!!!!
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Feel ko lang. :p
Screaming Infidelities by Dashboard Confessional
EDIT: Ngayong nakita ko na yung lyrics, yung chorus lang pala yung feel ko.
Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.
[Repeat Four times]
hahahahhahaha
Screaming Infidelities by Dashboard Confessional
EDIT: Ngayong nakita ko na yung lyrics, yung chorus lang pala yung feel ko.
Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.
[Repeat Four times]
hahahahhahaha
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Thursday, May 18, 2006
Nakakadismaya ang resulta ng MYX Awards (base sa text votes; may running vote count sila sa channel): Tatlo lang ang mga banda na nangunguna sa karamihan ng mga kategorya: Hale, Spongecola, at Cueshe. Hay, kawawa naman tayo! 'Gemini', Best Song? at yung 'runner's up' The Day You Said Goodnight at Stay? Hahahahaha! At ito ang pinakanakakatawa: Best Rock Video: KLSP?!?!?!?!?!? Ano baaaaaaaaa? Ibig bang sabihin na magshoot lang ako ng video sa backyard ng isang bahay kasama ang fans at kumantang nakabilog at mag rock-star close-ups sa mukha winner na yun sa awards? Kung sa video nga lang, mas nagustuhan ko pa yung The Day You Said Goodnight e... ;p Hahaha. Well, bahala. Kung yun ang gusto ng nakararami.....
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Wednesday, May 17, 2006
hay afu. Na LSS na ako!
Sabihin mo naaaaaaaaaaa
Kung anong gusto moooooooooooooooh
Blah blah blah blah blah.
Wow. The power of Friendster- ngayon lang ulit ako nagbasa-basa ng mga profiles ng mga friends ko/mga tao at ang dami kong nalamang chika. Hahahaha, grabe....
at ito ang pagbasehan mo. Hahahahahahaha! May nahanap akong mas malaking picture pero masyado namang malaki yun kaya yun na lang.
Hay naku! Nandito ako ngayon sa comp lab namin, at ang katabi ko isang guy sa sobrang obnoxious at lakas tumawa! Parang may inIIM siya na kasama rin namin sa comp lab. Nabwisit na nga ako sa kanya e, tas pagtingin ko sa kanya sa mukha, boyfriend pala siya ng kablock ko! Oh noes!
Kung wala kayong magawa nirerecommenda ko tong blog na to: http://bunchowords.blogspot.com. Maganda siya dahil parang kuwento siya ng isang foreign na techincal rewriter person na nakatira sa Japan at nakapangasawa ng isang Hapones. Maganda yung pagkasulat, straight English, correct grammar at lahat. Kung wala kayong magawa, bisitahin niyo na!
Iniisip ko, parang gusto kong i-overhaul yung blog nating ito. Maghahanap nga ako ng blogskin para hindi naman bilog-bilog palagi yung background natin! :p
Sabihin mo naaaaaaaaaaa
Kung anong gusto moooooooooooooooh
Blah blah blah blah blah.
Wow. The power of Friendster- ngayon lang ulit ako nagbasa-basa ng mga profiles ng mga friends ko/mga tao at ang dami kong nalamang chika. Hahahaha, grabe....
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Monday, May 15, 2006
Bilis pearlfields, gumawa ka na ng costume mo....
at ito ang pagbasehan mo. Hahahahahahaha! May nahanap akong mas malaking picture pero masyado namang malaki yun kaya yun na lang.
Hay naku! Nandito ako ngayon sa comp lab namin, at ang katabi ko isang guy sa sobrang obnoxious at lakas tumawa! Parang may inIIM siya na kasama rin namin sa comp lab. Nabwisit na nga ako sa kanya e, tas pagtingin ko sa kanya sa mukha, boyfriend pala siya ng kablock ko! Oh noes!
Kung wala kayong magawa nirerecommenda ko tong blog na to: http://bunchowords.blogspot.com. Maganda siya dahil parang kuwento siya ng isang foreign na techincal rewriter person na nakatira sa Japan at nakapangasawa ng isang Hapones. Maganda yung pagkasulat, straight English, correct grammar at lahat. Kung wala kayong magawa, bisitahin niyo na!
Iniisip ko, parang gusto kong i-overhaul yung blog nating ito. Maghahanap nga ako ng blogskin para hindi naman bilog-bilog palagi yung background natin! :p
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Sunday, May 14, 2006
First of all, Constantina, so sorry for cancelling! Stupid english prof....and by the way, I turned in a really really horrible essay!!!! She's now probably wondering how I could write well in some(some!) of our written exercises/exams when I'd given her an essay full of crap and so full of freakin circular arguments (can't help it, didn't have time to answer the thing, I only got one hour and my head was about to explode from bad headache).....anyway....You know what my final exam in line dance will be?!? A group presentation! That ain't bad, is it? But it's bad if you're dancing lady marmalade and you'd have to be in a costume!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm in an all-girl group and I'm sure when we get to talk about costumes on Monday (heck, that's tomorrow!) it'll be really really scary! I mean, some of them would probably want us to look like Christina Aguilera, Mya, Pink and who's the other one?! Freakin Freakin Freakin NO FREAKIN WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO WAY!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my gosh, I'll look like a prostitute!
Know what?!? I've been suffering from headache two days in a row...Last Friday and yesterday! I did not even think when I've signed up for these summer classes that I'll be this busy! We're talkin' going home at 5 or 6 pm when my classes end at 1. Freakin org! Even in this freakin' bagyo, I'm out of the house doing org stuff. I know nobody asked me to join an org, that I joined because I wanted to, and it's totally my fault, but nobody ever told me that it would be this time consuming either! I was really quite surprised that this early on, my orgmates have been expecting too much from me, like my life only consists of my org, org, org! My orgmates told me that for them, their social life is actually our org! I mean, come on! Now that I think about it, I feel like my orgmates did not really have a life before joining the org. That sounds grabe naman but I really think so!
Grr! Gotta go, my mom's here....Grr!
Know what?!? I've been suffering from headache two days in a row...Last Friday and yesterday! I did not even think when I've signed up for these summer classes that I'll be this busy! We're talkin' going home at 5 or 6 pm when my classes end at 1. Freakin org! Even in this freakin' bagyo, I'm out of the house doing org stuff. I know nobody asked me to join an org, that I joined because I wanted to, and it's totally my fault, but nobody ever told me that it would be this time consuming either! I was really quite surprised that this early on, my orgmates have been expecting too much from me, like my life only consists of my org, org, org! My orgmates told me that for them, their social life is actually our org! I mean, come on! Now that I think about it, I feel like my orgmates did not really have a life before joining the org. That sounds grabe naman but I really think so!
Grr! Gotta go, my mom's here....Grr!
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Friday, May 12, 2006
Yes pearlfields, I am blaming you for anything and everything
It's like this: (hahahaha! natawa ba naman daw sa sarili) Me and pearlfields were supposed to get our UPGs from the register, just because we want to know who large our margin of passing the UPCAT was (hahahahaha). Our plan was to eat lunch, then go to the registrar's. I got out of class early, so I was walking to the UP-Katipunan stop and was halfway there when I pulled out my cellphone and saw that pearlfields had canceled because of a quiz/report/ek in english. Ooookay. Since I was already halfway and since none of my friends have the same schedule that I do, I decided to eat lunch in Katipunan and browse a few books in National first while waiting for a 3 o clock org meeting. So far so good, right? But wait! The worst is yet to come!
I arrived at National, raring to get my hands on some books. I was simultaneously holding my jacket, my comb, my filecase, and my ID (which I had just taken off because my school requires us to wear them everywhere in the campus grrr) in one hand. The filecase I surrendered to the baggage counter, the others I held onto while picking out books. I carried the whole lot to the chairs upstairs and flopped down. While idly turning the pages, I briefly noticed my ID eneveloped in the jacket beside me. Now after I got hungry and decided to eat, I got up and made sure that all my valuables were with me. Wallet? Comb (haha)? Baggage claim tag? ID? ID?!?!?!? It was gone! Well and completely gone! I emptied out my bag 5 times, frantically retraced my steps three times, going up and down the stairs like a maniac, but to no avail. It was well and truly gone. I looked aroudn the chair I was sitting and I could see no ID. Panicking, I asked the customer service counter if anyone had turned in an ID. The lady responded in the negative, but helpfully said that I should just leave my landline, name, and school, and she'd call me as soon as it was turned in. IF it was turned in.
So you see pearlfields, my losing my ID is entirely your fault! Grrrr you! Hahaha, joke. I know it's entirely my own fault that I did not place my ID in my bag like any sane person would have done. I know its my fault that in the 7 minutes or so I was looking for a book, that not once did I think to place my ID in my bag. I know its my fault that I didn't take care of it enough.
Now, I'm utterly and truly sad. Why? Because I just borrowed a library book this morning, and now I have to find my ID in two weeks in order to return it. If I'm not able to find it, I'll have to have a new one made, which is a hassle. But do you guys know what else is a hassle? Losing my UPIS ID strap (yes again!)!!!! Nahihiya na nga akong ipakita yung mukha ko sa nanay ni Rosarie at bumili ulit ng bago (naubusan ng ingles?)! Sobrang hiyang-hiya na! Ay naku, pinagdarasal ko lang na mahahanap ko. Sana may mabait na kaluluwa diyang may ID ko at kasalukuyang sinosoli ito sa customer service sa Natio, o kahit na sa Ateneo. Oh please Lord! Pero kung hindi talaga mahanap at walang makasoli- Affidavit of Loss and Pakapalan ng Mukha, hereeeeee I come!
I arrived at National, raring to get my hands on some books. I was simultaneously holding my jacket, my comb, my filecase, and my ID (which I had just taken off because my school requires us to wear them everywhere in the campus grrr) in one hand. The filecase I surrendered to the baggage counter, the others I held onto while picking out books. I carried the whole lot to the chairs upstairs and flopped down. While idly turning the pages, I briefly noticed my ID eneveloped in the jacket beside me. Now after I got hungry and decided to eat, I got up and made sure that all my valuables were with me. Wallet? Comb (haha)? Baggage claim tag? ID? ID?!?!?!? It was gone! Well and completely gone! I emptied out my bag 5 times, frantically retraced my steps three times, going up and down the stairs like a maniac, but to no avail. It was well and truly gone. I looked aroudn the chair I was sitting and I could see no ID. Panicking, I asked the customer service counter if anyone had turned in an ID. The lady responded in the negative, but helpfully said that I should just leave my landline, name, and school, and she'd call me as soon as it was turned in. IF it was turned in.
So you see pearlfields, my losing my ID is entirely your fault! Grrrr you! Hahaha, joke. I know it's entirely my own fault that I did not place my ID in my bag like any sane person would have done. I know its my fault that in the 7 minutes or so I was looking for a book, that not once did I think to place my ID in my bag. I know its my fault that I didn't take care of it enough.
Now, I'm utterly and truly sad. Why? Because I just borrowed a library book this morning, and now I have to find my ID in two weeks in order to return it. If I'm not able to find it, I'll have to have a new one made, which is a hassle. But do you guys know what else is a hassle? Losing my UPIS ID strap (yes again!)!!!! Nahihiya na nga akong ipakita yung mukha ko sa nanay ni Rosarie at bumili ulit ng bago (naubusan ng ingles?)! Sobrang hiyang-hiya na! Ay naku, pinagdarasal ko lang na mahahanap ko. Sana may mabait na kaluluwa diyang may ID ko at kasalukuyang sinosoli ito sa customer service sa Natio, o kahit na sa Ateneo. Oh please Lord! Pero kung hindi talaga mahanap at walang makasoli- Affidavit of Loss and Pakapalan ng Mukha, hereeeeee I come!
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Monday, May 08, 2006
Nagkausap-usap kami ng tatay ko, nanay ko, at pinsan ko kanina habang naghahapunan. "Kamusta nga pala si Tito Rey?" tanong ko. Kumunot yung noo ng tatay ko, hindi tumingin sakin ng diretso.
"Mukhang hindi pa rin nag-iimprove, ganun pa rin, mahina." sabi niya. "Bakit ganun?" tinuloy niya sa Ilokano. "Malakas naman siya nung pumunta tayong Tuguegarao..."
Nauna yung tatay kong matapos sa amin. Nang umalis na siya, nagsimula ulit kami ng usapan tungkol sa kanser, mga gamot, mga doktor, ang pangangailangan ng sariwang hangin. Bigla na lang nagsalita ang nanay ko: "Natanggap na nila yung resulta ng bone scan ni Rey, positive daw..."
Positive. E di ok yun! "Anong positive?"
"Nag-metastize na yung kay Rey..."
"Ha? Nagkalat na yung kanser?" Di ako makapaniwala. Akala ko ba....
"Oo. Dapat may isa pang chemo pero ayaw na yata ni Rey." Napatitig na lang yung nanay ko sa sabaw niya, dilat na dilat ang dalawang mata, parang patay. Walang umimik samin.
Hindi ko napigilan yung isip ko. Ganong katagal? Buwan na lang ba? Linggo? Aaabot ba sa taon? Paano si Ate Grace na nasa States? Paano si Tita Ming na tanging si Tito Rey lang ang kasama sa bahay? Paano? Kelan? Naalala ko yung amoy ng bulaklak, pinapalamig ng aircon, matigas na kahoy, at puting nakakasilaw. Kelan ulit?
"Mukhang hindi pa rin nag-iimprove, ganun pa rin, mahina." sabi niya. "Bakit ganun?" tinuloy niya sa Ilokano. "Malakas naman siya nung pumunta tayong Tuguegarao..."
Nauna yung tatay kong matapos sa amin. Nang umalis na siya, nagsimula ulit kami ng usapan tungkol sa kanser, mga gamot, mga doktor, ang pangangailangan ng sariwang hangin. Bigla na lang nagsalita ang nanay ko: "Natanggap na nila yung resulta ng bone scan ni Rey, positive daw..."
Positive. E di ok yun! "Anong positive?"
"Nag-metastize na yung kay Rey..."
"Ha? Nagkalat na yung kanser?" Di ako makapaniwala. Akala ko ba....
"Oo. Dapat may isa pang chemo pero ayaw na yata ni Rey." Napatitig na lang yung nanay ko sa sabaw niya, dilat na dilat ang dalawang mata, parang patay. Walang umimik samin.
Hindi ko napigilan yung isip ko. Ganong katagal? Buwan na lang ba? Linggo? Aaabot ba sa taon? Paano si Ate Grace na nasa States? Paano si Tita Ming na tanging si Tito Rey lang ang kasama sa bahay? Paano? Kelan? Naalala ko yung amoy ng bulaklak, pinapalamig ng aircon, matigas na kahoy, at puting nakakasilaw. Kelan ulit?
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