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Mothballed

    Its been awhile since I get to read some fresh news that a clear indication of RP's forward formula. I recently read news articles that the mothballed NAIA 3 terminal is about to get opened between now and mid 2007.Of course , there were some few oppositions outright to this proposal which I think is logical and fair. However, I have some reservations on the pros and the cons of how the NAIA 3 will be surrected from its casket. Are we paying more than what is asked for? In a nutshell, this will create a lot of bad precedent. But since NAIA 3 is a utility, shouldnt it be able to pay for the cost of the project?  You see, flyovers are being built right now in order to facilitate immediate transportation to this new airport and I dont see why it shouldnt be opened. Are we filipinos lacking in understanding that " we should use what we have" and live within our means? Its almost always that we obstruct and oppose on things that are supposed to help us get out of the rut and I really dont get it, because we hold into our blindness tightly. Our leaders who have seek "national patrimony" to defend the motherland is a bit well off and unproductive. OUr leaders have unreasonably held on to the "old school rules" and we at the bottom get unreasonably denied of a better life. Is this a case of a blind leading the blind?

    How many times we have been shortchanged by our forefathers? Had it not for some misplaced pride and ego, the nuclear power plant in bataan should have been opened 20years ago. The PNRI (Philippine Nuclear Research INstitute) has given its go-signal to use it but we didnt. What our leaders did was to get the oil and coal suppliers wealthy instead of us getting the break from low electricity costs and more blooming economy from oncoming investments.

    Like I said, we pinoys deserve better than this. If we have to do "Pol Pot's method maybe that could get things started. The Oakwood mutineers should have sacked the congress and senate and killed them instead. I would have called them heroes and saviors, not cowards.

Detune

    I woke up late today at around 1130am and its so late that my back got sore. I came out and washed my face and hurriedly ate my brunch while watching American Choppers on Discovery Channel and a bit of the Stve Irwin tribute on Animal Planet.
    I still feel a bit left out of something so i decided to pick up my guitar and start playing a tune. My guitar sure is dusty, I mean the bag so I put some oil to grease up the strings and tuned it before I picked up some of the songs that I wanted to play.

First up was Pink Floyd's "Wish you were here". Here are the lyrics:
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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
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I thought I can shrug it off but I cant, so I played "Blackbird" by the Beatles:
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arrive
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
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It felt really good so I wrapped up my loneliness with an INXS song called "Mystify"
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All veils and misty
Streets of blue
Almond looks
That chill divine
Some silken moment
Goes on forever
And we're leaving broken hearts behind

Mystify
Mystify me
Mystify
Mystify me

I need perfection
Some twisted selection
That tangles me
To keep me alive

In all that exists
None have your beauty
I see your face
I will survive

Eternally wild with the power
To make every moment come alive
All those stars that shine upon you
Will kiss you every night

All veils and misty
Streets of blue
Almond looks
That chill divine

Some silken moment
Goes on forever
And we're leaving
Yeah we're leaving broken hearts behind

You're eternally wild with the power
To make every moment come alive
All those stars that shine upon you
And they'll kiss you every night
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Its hard to imagine somehow that I lasted this long.
But I kept the faith.

Rebel Returnees

Rockstar Supernova
As expected, A new Rockstar is gonna be shown this summer in US with Tommy Lee, Gilbey Clarke & Jason Newsted in tow for the 2nd Installment by Mark Burnett. I hope to see talented people tomorrow morning.

Purefoods Chunkee Giants Vs. Redbull Barakos
I watched in complete happiness on how the Giants beat the crap out of Alaska Aces (stories 1,2,3). Indeed it was a great comeback, imagine ur down 0-2 then dumped and laughed at 1-3 and then being able to beat your rival in submission as expressed in Roumela Cantara's article which you can reach at Mel's Aces Fan Blog. Im hoping that the streak continues coz I dont like Yeng Guiao's kids because they are one hell of a team and because THE ALL FILIPINO CROWN belongs to Purefood Chunkee Giants.

Now, will somebody give me two tickets please? I wanna watch Game One live.
Thanks in advance.

CSI- Tri season donwload complete.
At last I'm done downloading the latest episodes of CSI, CSI Miami and CSI New York. Now I have to do some spring cleaning on my hard drives.

FRANCE caught french kissing the Brazilians goodbye!
I was a witness on how the last few mins of soccer can be exciting. I think I saw how France french-kissed the Brazilian players goodbye from the FIFA World Cup. It was enjoyable since they just beat the World Champions. Last I heard was that the Brazilian fans were throwing tomatoes at the Brazilian Team when they got back.

Subic Explosion

I was at Subic yesterday and it was a nice place to see after 12 years. Of course it was work related together with the Chevron People. Here are the pics:

-fin-

and epekto ng ispirito ng pintura

ISTORYA NG PUTA...
(Don't know who wrote this but... ang galing at tumatalab talaga…!!!)

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.

Halika at makinig ka muna sa kwento ko.

Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit. Sikat ka sa lahat, virgin eh! Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw ako?

Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon at Kastilaloy. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga naging anak ko.

Parating ang dami naming regalo - may chocolates, yosi, at ano ka… may datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-Ingles, di lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan ko. 'Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami.

Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya. Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P*** ng I**! Sa dami ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang tanga tanga ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko, napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula.

Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga inutang namin.

Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi ang mga anak ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe. Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayaman na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap.

Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak ko. Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa.

Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.

Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. Puta na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko.

Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak. Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko, madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila.

Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali. Proud ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa't isa. Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nga kilala ang sarili ko.

Dadating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng mga anak ko. Ilang buwan pa, magbabagong taon na. Natatakot ako sa taong darating. Ngayon pa lang usap usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban naman nila ako. Gusto kong isigaw: "INA NINYO AKO! MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!"

Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako.

Ay sorry, di ko pala nasabi pangalan ko.

PILIPINAS nga pala pangalan ko!