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SUPPAH OMG ! ! ! its been a year since I last posted on this blog. I missed to share with you guys the things that happened in my life months back then. I was just fully occupied with various activities the past few months. And I honestly didn't feel much of sharing what I was up to, a bit shaky and down with my life. Trials here and there. I had much more important things and events that I needed to attend to for my family ,carreer ,, emotions. I felt those have to be fought not by writing down but by facing those with courage and strength ..and here I am standing like a soldier coming home after fighting a good fight !

It's good to be back writing again and we've got a lot of things to talk about.

...more posts and pics to follow . pwamis (-_-)

quarterly pay 4 performance program of Psykes

i wasn't there for 'm not an agent of the company but my hubby was. He was in fact one of the participants of the competition and they had it themed as fantasy. Mark was the representative of his team. Am really proud of him , not that he is so apil apilon , he just got natural talent and he always want to be part of any activities there might be in the group he belongs to. Markus , salute you !. With his permission , 'm sharing u guys some of the pics they had during the event. Here they go in slide . Have fun !

What do u think !?

WE MET BY CHANCE AND BY CHOICE WE BECAME FRIENDS

I confess. I love my friends .I'm very open to everyone regarding how close I am to them. These guys really put a trace in my heart in which no one could ever erase... they are PALANG ( kikay pero angayan ) , RG ( mathematician ), ROSEVIL ( comedienne ) AND JUNA ( morally upright ). We became best buddies, the best of friends since our 2nd year at Cebu Normal University and even up to now that we're all married. WE MET BY CHANCE AND BY CHOICE WE BECAME FRIENDS.

We have so many things in common. We enjoyed so many things together at School and out. We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives...things we don't even share with our families who raised us. Time after time, we even get closer. Even after our graduation and after each of us landed into different work milieu,we definitely remain friends.


I am so pround to have friends like them and by God's glory , our life turned out to be good.

Palang got married to Wesley Chiu whom I've known to be one the kindest men I've ever met. Palang is so lucky and she became a regular employee of Cebu's Electric Company.

Rg, is now teaching at Urot High School and is happily married to a seaman, Bryan Guisadio.


Rosevil, got married to Israel, a broker and their marriage is close to perfection as I can see. They are about to open an ESL school in Cambodia mid this year. Good thing about them is that they're both very active in church and missions. I salute to both of you.


Jhuna is taking things slowly with his boyfriend Tony who is also a licensed nurse. Jhuna is working in one of the Call Centers in Cebu just like me.

To complete the casting ...I got married to Mark Antonio. He means a lot to me. He rocks my world ! I'm just so happy to be with a loving ,competent ,resourceful, gutsy and smart man...able to provide the needs ....happiness to his family. He is one of a kind and is very worth keeping. As a matter of fact , I decided to keep him a very long time ago. lol... luv my mark so much.

I pray each day that God will continue to shower our respective families with so many blessings and grant us good health ! Thank you Lord .

happy weekend evri1 !

woooooooooo...guys, aren't u glad ?! It's Saturday 4:03 am here . I'm done phoning as far as my job is concerned. yes ! I'll be sleepin' all day and let's see where fate takes me later on . Quite exciting huh ! It's good to sometimes assume positively to keep things turn out well. For sure , 'll be watching films, may not be films but at least one. My son is not at home. As usual he is with Ta Susa.

I even want to leave for a vacation but I can't. Two days is too short. So , I guess, 'll just have to wait 'till holy week season . So u guys out there , plan ahead for some place to go where you can possibly unleash yourselves from stress , and boring daily routine.

Have a good fun fun fun Saturday Night for I surely will ! Despite future hangoverssszzz , don't forget to attend The Holy Mass on Sunday . Sabot ta ha ...hehehe

Who is watching the Watchmen?

Another week has just began.So how is the week kicking off for you all? Here I go again , facing my partner pc at work and I need to get 150 confirmed calls at the end of the week. No worries , I'm used to do so for over a year now . But b4 calling those english folks out there , let me tell you that I've spent a wonderful afternoon with my hubby at Ayala Center Cebu to see " WATCHMEN " on big screen. Hope u guys get the chance to watch this movie too.


Cast: Patrick Wilson, Jackie Earle Haley, Matthew Goode, Billy Crudup, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Malin Akerman, Carla Gugino, Stephen McHattie, Matt Frewer


Synopsis: A complex, multi-layered mystery adventure, “Watchmen” is set in an alternate 1985 America in which costumed superheroes are part of the fabric of everyday society, and the “Doomsday Clock” – which charts the USA’s tension with the Soviet Union – is set at five minutes to midnight. When one of his former colleagues is murdered, the washed-up but no less determined masked vigilante Rorschach sets out to uncover a plot to kill and discredit all past and present superheroes. As he reconnects with his former crime-fighting legion – a ragtag group of retired superheroes, only one of whom has true powers – Rorschach glimpses a wide-ranging and disturbing conspiracy with links to their shared past and catastrophic consequences for the future. Their mission is to watch over humanity…but who is watching the Watchmen?






Doctor Manhattan








Dashis Comento :
Ok ra ! kusug au ang butu2 sa sinehan as usual ....joke ) Dr. Manhattan let his birdie hang most often on the movie. wonder if I could buy undies for him . He's so hot then. I like Rorschach kai hamis iya fes. haha ! Sexy Laurie, bagay mo ni Nite. It's another great great great ....fun fun fun fun movie of 2009 !

I have to leave this page now. gotta work. Memo awaits if 'm not gonna log off...bye bye for now .

Wall.E spiced with Dinuguan..what an experience !

I TRUST YOU ALL HAD A GOOD WEEKEND just as I did. I undoubtedly enjoyed my sunday experience back at Lola's place. I spent the whole afternoon with fergus and family. We watched " Wall.E " featuring Eva and Wall.E .




FYI , it was even made more special because " Dinuguan " was served at lunch! Guess who requested this course .... His name starts with an M, a man dear to me who made his career and weight(heheeh...peace.) progressed in just a short period of time. LOVE YOU !

And here's more about DINUGUAN.

Dinuguan (also called dinardaraan in Ilocano, or pork blood stew in English) is a Filipino savory stew of blood and meat simmered in a rich, spicy gravy of pig blood, garlic, chili and vinegar. The term dinuguan comes from the word dugo meaning "blood". It is recognizably thick and dark, hence the Westernized euphemism "chocolate meat." It is similar to the Singapore dish pig's organ soup, differing in that it does not contain vegetables and has a characteristically thick gravy. It is frequently considered an unusual or alarming dish to those in Western culture, though it is rather similar to European-style blood sausage, or British black pudding in a saucy stew form. It is perhaps closer in appearance and preparation to the ancient Spartan dish known as black gruel whose primary ingredients were pork, vinegar and blood. Dinuguan is often served with white rice or a Filipino rice cake called puto.


A similar dish is also known among the Bataks of Indonesia, called sangsang. Sangsang is made from pork or dog meat (or more rarely, water buffalo meat), coconut milk and spices (including kaffir lime and bay leaves, coriander, shallot, garlic, chili pepper and Thai pepper, lemongrass, ginger, galangal, turmeric and andaliman (the fruit of a native shrub similar to Sichuan pepper)).

Sangsang has special significance to the Bataks, as it is an obligatory dish in Batak marriage celebrations.

Reference : http://www.filipino-food-lovers.com/?p=66


No wonder, Filipinos love this cuisine. I din't like it when I was young. When I got to see dinuguan before , I regarded it more like human blood than a yummy food. It was Mark who encouraged me to try and I learned to love it now. Terrific ! Gotta try it .

kiss kiss kiss kiss with fergus

Fergus is such a sweet type.He either asks me or his papa for a kiss always. He keeps on inspiring me by calling me "mama" in a sweet, caring, gentle tone.


Don't ever judge him by the way he looks. He might look more like a lesbian in this pic but beware of what he can do.. like a real man does ! He is now 2 years old and 2 months and he speaks na this time. New discoveries about him each day..sounds interesting !

Hayyy... 'm so sleepy and tired here at work and its still 10:36 pm pa. ahhhhhhhh 7 more hours to go b4 logging out and millions of calls more to be done ....exaggggggggg! heehehe 'been baby sitting fergus since Monday and I only had less than 4 hours of sleep each day after work bec his papa changed sched for work man.but everythingssz gonna be olrayt. I'd rather choose being tired with fergus in the house than be relaxed but his away naman- sa Oslob.

First time at Oslob ( residence of my hubby's parents )

At last , despite the busy schedule I have, I still was able to visit Mark's parents for the first time. I went with ta susa , mark ( my hubby ) , rael , fergus and my bro, michael. We arrived at Oslob at more or less 7 pm of Feb. 14 2009. I love the place. We went there for 2 reasons. One is for me to be able to visit his mom and secondly for us to see the place because we have decided to let fergus live there with mark's mom since we no longer have time to take care of him due to our work schedule. I see the place as healthy for fergus to live in . It is located along the high way and across the house is a very beautiful beach.



5 am of Feb 15, I and Mark woke up earlier than the rest to see the view outside. We even took pictures as we got along the way. After the stroll, we prepared ourselves to be able to attend the morning mass held in town. While the mass was going on , Randel and fergus enjoyed each other's company at the park in front of the church. Right after the holy mass, we rushed ourselves to the public market to buy fresh fish , fruits and meat.

Everything was ready then. And there we went to the beach ,spending the rest of the day for fun and relaxation.

The following day , we were scheduled to go back to the city. I was very sad. Both Mark and I were sad noting the fact that Fergus had to be left behind. huhuhuhuh...I cried a tear when the bus left the place and I saw fergus looking at the bus leaving. It hurts to leave him there.

Untitled ( inspired by disturbance )

by : ediza martinez

Emotionally ill ,irritated and disturbed
Cheeks flushed dark with ire ,
Sudden behavioral change out of control,
Unnerved that I gave off a glass of tear.

In the world of possibilities ,
Humans either weep or exhibit smile
The seemingly negative nuances of life irritates us at times
Turn the right music on and everything seems well-off


why can't everyone be sensitive to what others feel ?
Why do we have to let others feel foreign or outcast ?
why can't we appreciate others' success ?
why are people so rude ?

REALITY friends ...

People believe things differently,
Many are generous but;
People who are excessively concerned with oneself are outnumbered
...reality that we all have to accept !

Fergus @ 2 in the underwater city of BIKINI BOTTOM

I could hardly believe the fact that I am now a mother of a two year old charming little boy. Yes , I am and I feel great about it. Years from now , we'll just be like friends hanging out together for funs of life. I would like to share with u guys some of the pics taken on his 2nd birthday ( January 23, 2009 ) held in the underwater city of Bikini Bottom.Fergus is one of the many others who look up to spongebob's big heart. Aside from Barney, dora and other cartoon characters , he finds spongebob amazing of them all. So, I've decided to ask spongebob and company ( squidward, Sandy and his best buddy Patrick ) to join my son in his simple 2nd birthday celebration.


Happy ...


2nd...


Birthday ...

Marcus ...


Fergus ...


Martinez


Thanks " Salamat " ...

to those ...

who came ...mwahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sinulog '09 with ig agaws

The Sinulog festival is one of the grandest and most colorful festivals in the Philippines. The main festival is held each year on the third Sunday of January in Cebu City to honor the Santo Niño, or the child Jesus, who used to be the patron saint of the whole province of Cebu (since in the Catholic faith Jesus is not a saint, but God). It is essentially a dance ritual which remembers the Filipino people’s pagan past and their acceptance of Christianity.

The festival features some the country’s most colorful displays of pomp and pageantry: participants garbed in bright-colored costumes dance to the rhythm of drums, trumpets, and native gongs. The streets are usually lined with vendors and pedestrians all wanting to witness the street-dancing. Smaller versions of the festival are also held in various parts of the province, also to celebrate and honor the Santo Niño. There is also a Sinulog sa Kabataan, which is performed by the youths of Cebu a week before the Grand Parade.

Recently, the cultural event has been commercialized as a tourist attraction and instead of traditional street-dancing from locals, Sinulog also came to mean a contest featuring contingents from various parts of the country. The Sinulog Contest is traditionally held in the Cebu City Sports Complex, where most of Cebu’s major provincial events are held.


Many foreign and local folks visit Cebu every year to join the celebration. That is why, we stayed at one place ...specifically outside the twins' residence at Asilo ( jeanne and grace- cousins of my hubby )in order to give way to people coming from far places outside Cebu and outside the country. I personally chose to go to Santo Nino before or after the day of the celebration itself. I had a great time with all of them. Thanks guys for the terrific moments shared !

Bonding on a Sunday of January '09

We usually attend mass every Sunday at either Redemptorist Church or Asilo Chapel. This time we attended the holy mass at Redemtorist Church and right after the H.M , we went to Ayala for a lil of family bonding. As you can see, fergus enjoyed the ride thru his papa's shoulders. what a ride dude !










Fergus' shy or hungry ??? --- fergus b4 getting in jollibee Ayala . he can't wait to eat spag for dinner !















so cool together ... mama dash and fergus " my lil boy "












mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...yum yum yummmmmy ...both fergus and his papa love spag...

When Filipino kids begin to recognize the fun brought by jollibee , most families no longer get the chance to choose where to dine during sundays , on special occasions and gatherings. Kids should be considered first in choosing venues for meal. Whether parents like it or not , let's join and have fun with our kids at JOLLIBEE .....weeeeeeeeeee.


I took this pic and he got a bit suspicious look. I personally like this photo. It shows the witty side of my lil boy .tsk tsk tsk


neverending bonding with jabby


pose well done !

I'm in Pain

hayyyyyyyyyyyyy...I can't draw a picture of how sad I am right now. I got the news last night after calling my older cousin in Switzerland. Ate Erma told me the bad news she got from Argao when she called just before we talked.

A close friend of my younger bro who also became a family friend passed away a day after All souls day. That was a very tragic death. The memories he had with us are still fresh in my mind and in my heart. He has marked the good sides of him to us, his friends. He may not be that perfect and good person but he doesn't deserve to be murdered that way. I just couldn't imagine how he struggled from those seven gunmen who killed him. I've heard from rumors that he tried to escape and attempted for survival from them. I really felt sad and couldn't sleep thinking that he's gone forever. I felt dissappointed that he died at an early age and that he was not given the chance to create a family of his own and change for good.

Hayyyyyyyyyyyyy...He was still in the house to visit last thursday ( OCtober 30 ). We still were laughing because of his humors for he was exceptionally funny. I couldn't believe seeing his shirts and jeans are still in the house until now. We folded his white LEE shirt yesterday. His stuffs are still there put inside a medium sized paper bag.

How I wish to go home and see him for the last time but I can't afford to see him dead with plenty of gunshots. I'm also afraid to go home because our place is so " KULBA" ...

Thanks for the fun . Even for the short time we spent together, u've shown that u'r capable of loving and be loved.

I will never forget that u and my brother cooked the food we had last October 20.

HAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY....

Lord , Please let him join you in your palace . please.

H a p p y B i r t h d a y dashi and mark

thanks to ol who came last saturday sa balay ... I really enjoyed your company. I wanna thank ol the sponsors especilly the Live Band headed by Jeane Climaco - also known as KABANG !

Thanks sa mini cakes palang ...

Happy mehhhhh- first time in my life that rosevil spent until 5 am - nagkantahan kkaravan weeeeeeeeeeeeee sa mango

One of the happiest ! UNFORGETTABLE AU ni nga birthday celebration ...That was our 25th bday ...


Love ol of yah ,

Mark and Dashi

H a p p y B i r t h d a y ! ! !

HAPPY birthday to me ! ! ! Thanks to my dear husband, he was the first person who greeted me on my special day . He was about to report for work at 2 am of October
13 when he woke me up to remind me of my birthday. I was left in the room with my baby fergus and we woke up late just an hour before Mark went home from work . That was great!, I slept for more than 8 hours.

Thanks to all who have remembered my birthday . . . love ol of yah !

In the house were my younger bro...( thanks sa fud ) , ate pai , tdc , mark , dodem - we did have a healthy dinner together .

On Saturday , we are planning to have a "get togther mini party" amongst friends and cousins that would be held in the house to celebrate my birthday and Mark's birthday . Hope u guys have time to come for a simple but memorable dinner.

Kita Kits ta ha ...

dashi

Specially featured for a cousin in PAIN ...

We all go through breakups. I certainly have gone once - so I know it hurts like hell. They can be rough, and sometimes amicable; no matter what, no one really wants to go through them. Breakups are handled differently by different people. The best thing to do is move on... Prolonging the hope that your man will be back in time is going to make you miserable. When a relationnship is over you have to accept the fact that this was not the right person for you . Yes, it hurts and you will be feeling down and miserable for a while but there's no one who can help you get out of such mess but you. The following steps may help you get over after being dumped . These ideas are mainly taken from WIKIHOW . I personally made the text simpler for easy and clear understanding for viewers .


1. Examine what happened, and ask youself why. If you believe that you have caused and contributed for the demise of the relationship , have yourself reflect to avoid having it done in your future relationship.


2. Don't rethink your decision. If the breakup was your decision, bear in mind that thinking about all the good times you had may cause you to forget the reason for why you broke it off. By the same token, try not to second guess if the decision to end things was not yours. It's very common to overly romanticize the good parts of a relationship, convincing yourself that maybe the bad parts weren't so bad after all, maybe you could live with them. Or that maybe if your ex could know just how you feel, s/he wouldn't want to break up after all. Don't play this game with yourself. Accept the situation and move on.


3. Keep your distance. Even if you and your ex have decided to stay friends, take a complete break from each other immediately after the breakup. That means no seeing each other, no phone calls, no e-mails, no Instant Messaging, and most importantly, no sex - not necessarily as a permanent measure (except where sex is concerned), but until you feel that you can converse with him/her like a normal person, without an ulterior motive (and yes, wanting to get back together counts as an ulterior motive). Also, if he or she tries to ask you to see him/her, make sure you question yourself of what good can come out of it. You don't want to relive the past by seeing him/her otherwise you'll get caught up by that moment and it will be hard to let go again.


4. Accept your pain. Have your good long cries if you feel like it. It's okay to be hurt, feel alone, and feel like you have messed up. Accepting responsibility for your mistakes or shortcomings is healthy, but you must also accept that you are a good person, and this is not all one-sided. Of course, a stage of denial is completely natural, but acceptance is the key to being able to begin to move on.


5. Think through everything thoroughly, but not obsessively. Go ahead and mull it over, as many times as necessary, within reason. Consider all the reasons you two broke up. Even if it seems there wasn't a good reason, there certainly was one - and probably more than one. Understand that you enjoyed one another for a while, but even though everything seemed okay to you, if the relationship was not what your partner wanted for life, it would have ended eventually, no matter what. In this case, better sooner than later.



6. Deal with the hate phase. This is where you want to just scream because you are so angry, even furious. The amount of anger you feel all depends on how bad the split was, how it occurred (was there infidelity? That makes it worse), and how long it took to make the final break. There may be feelings of resentment at your ex for wasting your time. You may realize the breakup was inevitable (hindsight will reveal clues you failed to notice at the time). You may even feel like you hate yourself, but let go of that feeling fast! It's a waste of time to be hating and ripping yourself apart over something you no longer have the power to change.


7. Talk to your friends. They are always a source of advice and help. If you are close with any family members, they may be a good source of advice/guidance. You want people around you that love you and who will help you see that you should love yourself too. Surrounding yourself with compassionate, loving friends and family will help you see yourself as a worthwhile, worthy person again, and you'll find it easier to get steady on your feet again with your loved ones around you in a comforting net.


8. Write all your feelings down. Write in a journal or write poems. Most of all, be absolutely honest and don't edit yourself as you go. One of the best results of writing it all down is that sometimes you will be amazed by a sudden insight that comes to you as you are pouring out your thoughts onto paper. Patterns may become clearer, and as your grieving begins to lessen, you will find it so much easier to "get" valuable life lessons from the whole experience if you've been writing your way through it. No relationship is ever a failure if you manage to learn something about yourself from having gone through it all with your heart open to both joy and pain. Just because it didn't work out doesn't mean it wasn't a necessary part of your journey to becoming who you're meant to be. Allow at least the learning part to enrich your life.


9. Clean up! A breakup can signify a new beginning. Therefore, cleaning your personal space will leave you feeling refreshed and prepared for the new things to come. A mess can be overwhelming and depressing, and will just add to your stress level. The added bonus is that keeping busy with tidying your space doesn't require a lot of brain power, but does require just enough focus to keep you from recycling pain. Occupying yourself with these tasks designed to make your life better and easier will also occupy your mind enough to help you through the residual pain.


10 . Keep fond memories, discard painful ones. Sometimes there are things that remind us of another person. Say, you hear a song or see a picture that reminds you of your ex, you probably get all sad and worked up. Well, instead of feeling that way, turn the station and move on - don't dwell on the pain. But if you have a keepsake, such as a watch or a pin that was given to you by your ex, and it makes you feel good to wear it and remember the good parts of your relationship, by all means, do so.


11. Find happiness in other areas of your life. Whether that means spending time with your friends and family, taking up that class you've always wanted to take, or reading every book on the New York Times bestseller list, remind yourself that a relationship is one part of life, but even when you are in one, there are personal pleasures that you can always enjoy on your own. Indulge in those things now. As they say, the best revenge is living well.


12. Stay active. It's scientifically confirmed that exercise improves your mood, and the distraction will help keep your mind off the situation. Go running outside, maybe with a friend, and think of releasing the anger or sadness with every step.

13.Let go. See that there is no sense in still being heartbroken, regretful, and harboring hatred toward that person. Realize that although your relationship with that person was unique and special in a lot of ways, you can congratulate yourself for being brave enough to take a risk and fall in love, and encourage your heart that even though love didn't work out this time, there will be a next time.


14. Take Time. Find a place where you feel comfortable, relaxed, and which is far away from your ex. Take a moment to listen, and to be alone or with someone you trust. Remind yourself that the only thing worse than the pain of a breakup is continuing a relationship that was not right for one or both of you.


15. Think positively. Now that you are single, you get to find someone else to go out with,find someone new, and different. This doesnt have to be so bad. Change your behaviors; that will help change your thinking. Of course, don't forget about respecting other peoples' thoughts and feelings while feeling released and free, and always remember to be true to yourself.




Jeanne... ROCK N ROLL !





I know you'll get through with these one day. Just hang on and be strong for time heals every wound at the right time. By then , u'll just be laughing at yourself for all the things u've done fighting for love. Don't take all these as failure but a learning experience. Life must go on and good luck for the next stage of your life with the lucky one . Don't feel like you lose the most valuable being in this word... feel like he just lost the chance to be married to a great woman instead !

with my pamangkin

Nova ...

she's my niece from Cagayan who I believe to have found a greener pasture here in Cebu than work there in Cagayan. She is working in one of the known and prestigious call centers in cebu , Convergys.

Her granfather happens to be one of my Mom's older brother. His father is a first degree cousin of mine. But see !- we're just alsmost of the same age and we also took the same major in the University.

We first met in Argao when my Grandfather " Felix Fernandez " died - May of this year .

I found not a single reason to dislike her for she's so kind, approachable and knows how to deal with us.

HATE LETTER AGAINST FILIPINOS

Please take time to read this, most especially the bottom part, PATRICIA EVANGELISTA's (19 year old Filipina) speech that won in a WORLD competition in London.


This is a hate letter coming from a radio talk show host Mr. Art Bell from Nevada. I dont consider myself as patriotic but please read my reply below in BOLD LETTERS and send this to as many of your friends as possible until it reaches him.

Subject: HATE LETTER



This is a very disturbing open E-mail letter to all Filipinos around the world; specially here in North America!, from a man who has the power to reach millions of people. (he's a radio talk host)



Please read on..............



This is an open letter email by Art Bell, a radio talk show host in Nevada(more info in the email itself). Here is yet another person who has taken; advantage of his power and privilege to use hateful words and racial stereotypes that breed further ignorance and intolerance in our society.

Art Bell is a talk radio host who has two shows that he broadcasts from his home in Nevada, that is rebroadcast by 400 stations across the country.



He's written 2 books. He lived in Okinawa, Japan for some years and had a radio program on the English station here. And, though it's hard to believe after reading the following letter from him, he actually has been to the Philippines (he's traveled fairly extensively around the world).



Check out his website listed at the end to get a glimpse at this fool who's spreading this hateful ignorance. And check his wife as well. This letter is so degrading, I think it's really important that everybody read this and not attack him, but respond to him in a civilized manner because otherwise his thoughts will be reaffirmed. Understand that not everyone has a viewpoint like we do, and that this is an opinion of someone who hopefully can be changed only by civil actions.
...............................................



vomit
Filipinos.....*make me puke* (Art Bell)

As we've all come to notice, in the past few decades, Filipinos have begun to infest the United States like some sort of disease. Their extensive involvement in the U.S. Armed Forces is proof of the trashy kind of qualities all filipinos tend to exhibit on a regular basis. You can see this clearly by studying the attitudes and cultural Icons of most Filipino Americans.

Origins of Pinoys/Pinays:

Are they really asian? Well we've come to accept the fact the filipinos come from a part of the world known as South East Asia. But the term "Asia" is used in the wrong way. You may notice that contemporary Filipino Americans try very hard to associate themselves with groups that we know as Asian. I cannot count the number of times I have seen a 'Third World' Filipino try to connect themselves to the chinese or Japanese people. There is no connection and here's why. The Philippines is a Third World country. Nothing respectable has EVER been created by Filipino people during our entire human history. Young filipino men in America have become obsessed with "import racing". They have an enormously perverted affection for Japanese cars. It's a common phenomenon. In their minds, these Filipinos somehow believe that they are asian and that it somehow connects them to Japanese people and japanese cars. They often take credit for the ingenuity of Japanese people and say how it's an "Asian thing". This term..."Asian thing" derived directly from African American slang "black thang". "It's a black thang." "It's an asian thang."

You can see the connection. It's even funnier that, in Japan, Filipinos are heavily discriminated against. The only filipinos that can live successfully in Japan are the filipino prostitutes. But that's the case for most Filipino people no matter where they live in the world. Now we've come down to this fact...and it is a fact.

Nothing in Filipino Culture can be seen as Asian.

They have no architectural, artistic, or cultural influence which is in ANY way, asian. Thinking of the great countries in Asia such as Japan, Korea, and China there is no way you can possibly connect the Philippine Islands. This assault by filipino americans to connect themselves with the great peoples of North East Asia is foul and disgusting. Try visiting a young filipino's web site too.

You'll see something called the "Asian IRC Ring". It has to do with the chatrooms. The most horrible thing about this is that these TRASHY people are trying to associate themselves with Asia again!! People in Asia don't act like this at all. What we are seeing here is the natural Filipino in its element with full access to technology and this is how they act! You will consistently see this behavior over and over again.

Another interesting thing is that these "thirdworld" people also frequent RC chatrooms such as #chinese #japan and #asian. They must believe that they are somehow related racially or culturally to North Asians. But it's completely WRONG! There might have been some distant contact With China and even less with Japan during World War II, but these people are actually more closely related to african americans and Mexican americans.

Do the parents of these young filipinos know what's going on? Would they accept this? I believe that they would and do. This is the natural "Trash" element in filipinos manifesting itself. Nothing good has ever come from Philippines and I don't believe anything good ever will.

Recognizing your Roots (A Message to Filipinos). To all filipino people:

Please recognize your ROOTS! You come from the Third World! You country is a disgusting and filthy place. Most people there live in poverty! Your culture has MUCH MORE SPANISH influence than chinese, and absolutely no JAPANESE influence whatsoever. People in Japan and China, do not act like you. They do not constantly talk about sex and they have a MUCH HIGHER level of RESPECT for each other. There is NO WAY that you can connect yourself to Asia other than location.

Your culture and technological advancement does not even come CLOSE to What Chinese, people have done in the past and what Japanese and Korean people are doing now! Everything you do is distinctly filipino. You cannot take credit for Japanese cars, video games, or Hentai! It's not an "asian thing" it's an "American thing". You have no concept of culture...no concept of asian ideas or asian philosophy! Can you demonstrate how you use Confucianism or Taoism in you everyday life?? You can't. And you will NEVER be able to.

I understand that you are trying to create an identity for yourselves as young people... but it is NOT related to Asia. Your Identity is Filipino.

That's all you are. Just Filipino. Think about what that means....
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I find this funny, he is right in some ways where we, as Filipinos don't actually have an "Identity". I think this is due to the confusion of our mixed races from Hispanic, Chinese, American and Malay origins. I see it in malls, imagine young generations wearing ski caps and ski goggles in a tropical country, baggy low rise pants like that of African Americans living in the Bronx of New York, not to mention endless whitening products being sold at department stores and drug stores.

But his ignorance also blinds him from the other truth. That while we may glorify Anime shows and Japanese Internet gaming, he is not aware that a nameless Filipino may be responsible for some technical aspects of some Japanese software. He is not aware of our contribution to the the society in general .Technological advancements that may have aided post war navigations and landing on the moon. That the antibiotic Erythromycin was discovered by Dr. Abelardo Aguilar from Iloilo creating the brand "Ilosone".

Thomas Edison may have discovered the electric light bulb and the fluorescent lighting was thought up by Nikola Tesla. But the fluorescent lamp we use today was invented by Agapito Flores (a Cebuano named Benigno Flores of Bantayan Island, according to the Philippine Daily inquirer), a Filipino scientist. Americans helped then-Philippine leader Ramon Magsaysay to develop it for worldwide commerce. That the personal physician of former U.S. Pres. Bill Clinton is Eleanor "Connie" Concepcion Mariano, a Filipina doctor who was the youngest captain in the US Navy. A Filipino writer Jose Rizal could read and write at age 2, and grew up to speak more than 20 languages, includind Latin, Greek, German, French and Chinese.

Or that a Filipino genius was responsible for the near hiatus in the PENTAGON and White House nearly infiltrationg their closely guarded secrets with the "ILOVEYOU" bug. Nuisance maybe, but still one heck of a 'beautiful mind'...not to be underestimated.

The list goes on and on, but who cares right? Certainly not Mr. Art Bell...Boy, I'm not surprised.

Perhaps Art Bell does not know that although we consider ourselves ASIAN because we are strategically located in the Southeast asian region of which our nearest neighbors are Malays, ASIA does not mean only Chinese and Japanese race of people. Then maybe it is his connotation that "Asia" meant only our economically successful, paler brothers and he considers Malays such as Thais, Malaysians, Indonesians, and ourselves as a "Third World" race. Then it is "his" ignonimity that would make a civilized person of whatever race puke. Imagine literally connecting Chinese, Koreans and Japanese to the Philippine Islands which is archipelagos away from the countries he has mentioned. I also wonder where he got the impression that we aspire to be Japanese( ???) Hispanics maybe but not the Japanese. But even Hispanics today do not mind sharing their "surnames" to their Asian brothers who they have colonized for 3 centuries.

Another sad reality that although most Filipinos working overseas are domestic helpers and prostitutes, who does he think educates the toddlers of Hong Kong, Singapore, Taiwan and Tokyo? Parents of these countries rarely have time spent with their children, leaving them to their Filipino nannies. And with regard to prostitution. Filipinos are not the only ones working as one. I HARDLY SEE FILIPINOS STARRING IN PORN MOVIES. THERE MIGHT BE A FEW FILIPINOS WE HAVEN'T SEEN , BUT MOST ARE FROM MR. ART BELL'S RACE.

He also mentioned that we have no concept of culture..no concept of asian ideas or asian philosophy. How can we demonstrate Confucianism or Taoism in a Christian nation? IS HE INFORMED THAT THE PHILIPPINES IS THE ONLY PREDOMINANTLY CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC NATION IN ASIA?! YOU HAVE TO USE COMMON SENSE IN A LOT OF THINGS SOMETIMES...

We do not need to create an identity for ourselves. We are who we are. Our identity stems from the anonymity we live in this world. How we contribute silently towards the progress of the world and not just one country. Although the Filipino blood may be tainted with malice, corruption, poverty and prostitution, it is not a perfect race... But so are the others. Maybe Mr. Art Bell needs to think about this.

WE MAY NOT BE PERFECT MR. BELL BUT AT LEAST WE STILL HAVE VALUES. FOR ONE THING WE DON'T PUT OUR AGING PARENTS IN NURSING HOMES BECAUSE "THEY'RE SIMPLY OLD AND WORTHLESS". WE DONT HAVE AS MUCH NUMBERS OF SINGLE MOTHERS WHO GET PREGNANT IN THEIR VERY EARLY TEENS AND EVENTUALLY BECOME PARASITES OF THE GOVERNMENT FOR YEARS AND YEARS.

YES...WE CAME TO YOUR COUNTRY TO WORK, TO EARN DECENT MONEY (HALF OF WHICH BY THE WAY GOES TO TAXES BECAUSE THERE'S SO MANY SOCIAL PARASITES FROM YOUR RACE).AND BY THE WAY, MOST EDUCATED PEOPLE THAT I WORK WITH DON'T COME FROM YOUR RACE... THEY'RE ACTUALLY IMMIGRANTS TOO. AND THOSE EDUCATED ONES DO NOT ACT LIKE YOU DO, PERHAPS BECAUSE THEY'VE REALLY BEEN WELL EDUCATED..AFTER ALL THAT'S SAID... WHO IS THE IGNORANT ONCE AGAIN?!

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Pinay wins it big in London

By Alfred Yuson

The Philippine Star 05/16/2004

Patricia Evangelista, a 19-year- old, Mass Communications sophomore of University of the Philippines (UP)-Diliman, did the country proud Friday night by besting 59 other student contestants from 37 countries in the 2004 International Public Speaking competition conducted by the English Speaking Union (ESU) in London.

She triumphed over a field of exactly 60 speakers from all over the English-speaking world, including the United States, United Kingdom and Australia, reported Maranan.

The board of judges' decision was unanimous, according to contest chairman Brian Hanharan of the British broadcasting Corp. (BBC).



PATRICIA'S SHORT SPEECH WORTH READING....

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BLONDE AND BLUE EYES

When I was little, I wanted what many Filipino children all over the country wanted. I wanted to be blond, blue-eyed, and white.

I thought -- if I just wished hard enough and was good enough, I'd wake upon Christmas morning with snow outside my window and freckles across my nose!

More than four centuries under western domination does that to you. I have sixteen cousins. In a couple of years, there will just be five of us left in the Philippines, the rest will have gone abroad in search of "greener pastures." It's not just an anomaly; it's a trend; the Filipino diaspora. Today, about eight million Filipinos are scattered around the world.

There are those who disapprove of Filipinos who choose to leave. I used to. Maybe this is a natural reaction of someone who was left behind, smiling for family pictures that get emptier with each succeeding year. Desertion, I called it. My country is a land that has perpetually fought for the freedom to be itself. Our heroes offered their lives in the struggle against the Spanish, the Japanese, the Americans. To pack up and deny that identity is tantamount to spitting on that sacrifice.

Or is it? I don't think so, not anymore. True, there is no denying this phenomenon, aided by the fact that what was once the other side of the world is now a twelve-hour plane ride away. But this is a borderless world, where no individual can claim to be purely from where he is now. My mother is of Chinese descent, my father is a quarter Spanish, and I call myself a pure Filipino-a hybrid of sorts resulting from a combination of cultures.

Each square mile anywhere in the world is made up of people of different ethnicities, with national identities and individual personalities. because of this, each square mile is already a microcosm of the world. In as much as this blessed spot that is England is the world, so is my neighborhood back home.

Seen this way, the Filipino Diaspora, or any sort of dispersal of populations, is not as ominous as so many claim. It must be understood. I come from a Third World country, one that is still trying mightily to get back on its feet after many years of dictatorship. But we shall make it, given more time. Especially now, when we have thousands of eager young minds who graduate from college every year. They have skills. They need jobs. We cannot absorb them all.

A borderless world presents a bigger opportunity, yet one that is not so much abandonment but an extension of identity . Even as we take, we give back. We are the 40,000 skilled nurses who support the UK's National Health Service. We are the quarter-of-a-million seafarers manning most of the world's commercial ships. We are your software engineers in Ireland, your construction workers in the Middle East, your doctors and caregivers in North America, and, your musical artists in London's West End.

Nationalism isn't bound by time or place. People from other nations migrate to create new nations, yet still remain essentially who they are. British society is itself an example of a multi-cultural nation, a melting pot of races, religions, arts and cultures. We are, indeed, in a borderless world!

Leaving sometimes isn't a matter of choice. It's coming back that is. The Hobbits of the shire travelled all over Middle-Earth, but they chose to come home, richer in every sense of the word. We call people like these balikbayans or the 'returnees' -- those who followed their dream, yet choose to return and share their mature talents and good fortune.

In a few years, I may take advantage of whatever opportunities come my way. But I will come home. A borderless world doesn't preclude the idea of a home. I'm a Filipino, and I'll always be one. It isn't about just geography; it isn't about boundaries. It's about giving back to the country that shaped me.

And that's going to be more important to me than seeing snow outside my windows on a bright Christmas morning.

Mabuhay and Thank you.

So, be proud, you are a Filipino,...and not like Mr. Art Bell. Please do send this to as many person as you can until it reaches him.

THE MELTING PRINCESS

Once upon a time...
There lived a king. The King had a
beautiful daughter, the Princess.

But the kingdom was a sad place.
There was no laughter, and no joy.
The problem was, that
everything the Princess touched would melt.
No matter what, metal, wood...
anthing she touched would melt!!

Because of this, men were afraid of her.
Nobody would dare marry her.
The king despaired.
What could he do to help his
beautiful daughter?
He consulted his wizards and magicians.
One wizard told the king, "If your
daughter touches one thing that
does not melt in her hands, she
will be cured."

The King was overjoyed. The next
day, he held a competition. Any man
who could bring his daughter an
object that would not melt at her
touch, would marry her and inherit
the King's wealth.
Three young princes took up the challenge.

The first Prince brought a very hard
alloy of titanium.
When the Princess touched it, it
melted. The Prince went away sadly.
The second Prince brought a huge
diamond, thinking that diamond is
the hardest substance in the world
and will not melt.

But, alas, once the Princess touched
it, it melted. He too went away disappointed.
The third Prince approached. He
told the Princess, "Put your hand
in my pocket and feel what is in there."
The Princess did as she was told,
though she turned red.

She felt something hard. She held
it in her hand...and it did not melt!!
The King was overjoyed!
Everybody in the kingdom was overjoyed!

And the third Prince married the
Princess and the both lived
happily ever after.

The question is?!?!?!?

What WAS the object in the Prince's pocket???
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They were M&M's, of course.
THEY melt in your MOUTH,
NOT in your HAND!!

(What were YOU thinking?)

Did this make you smile?
Then send this practical joke on to your friends!
See if they think the same thing as you did :-)

"Kitza kitza..."

A college professor's going to bed with his wife. He's not that tired, so he's gonna stay awake and read while she goes to sleep. So he's reading, and every once in a while he reaches over and tickles her on the fun spot... "Kitza kitza..."
She says, "Will you stop that! Will you stop reaching over here and easing me like that?" He says, "I'm not teasing you. I'm wetting my fingers so I can turn the
page."