Part 2: A Love Story
Katulad ng dati, hindi pa rin kilala kung sino ang sumulat nito 
I thought Jay’s ex-girlfriend was really out of our lives. But heaven only goes that I was wrong. Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay received a uninamous text. “Meet me at the clinic.” I had a stinking feeling in my butt. I told him not to go. It might in danger him. Pero sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is what we make. Tumahimik lang ako. Sabi niya, “Penny for you talks.” But I didn’t know what to say. Beggars can’t be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka yung girl yun. Jay said, “Can’t got your tongue?” I tried to smile at him. Kahit di ako nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?
Be that as is may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After a few hours, I called him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff’s ears. Lalo akong nag-worry kasi I didn’t even know Jeff. Sabi na nga ba di na dapat umalis si Jay. That’s what I’m talking about it.
So I tried calling some friends who will help me find Jay. That’s what friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank mall. I had to do this alone. Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng plug down rate.
When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed up. Di basta-basta makakapasok. So I said, “I beg your cordon. I’m patient. It’s my favorite virtue nga e.Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan ako sa arm. The nerd! I shouted, “Don’t touch me not!” Buti na lang the other guards were nice and said, “Come on, let’s join us.”
Isang Click para sa Halo Halo Espesyal Pilipino
Ako ay Filipino.
Purong purong lahi mula sa aking kulay hanggang sa aking ilong. Pilipino ang aking wika na aking kinagisnan, Ang wika ko ay nahati sa dalawa; tagalog at ilokano. Magaling akong magsalita ng tagalog pero kaunting salita sa ilokano ang aking naiintindihan. Sisihin niyo ang aking nanay na ipinagbadya na matuto akong magsalita ng wika ng aking tatay. Ang paniniwala niya ay tulad ng mga Filipino noon, kanya kanyang probinsiya at para raw hindi tumigas ang aking dila. Noong nagkaroon ako ng trabaho sa Norte ng Luzon, gusto kong sakalin ang dakila kong ina sapagkat nagmukha akong tanga sapagkat hindi ko alam ang makipag- usap sa aking mga estudyante at katrabaho. Ang katwiran ko na lamang ay magaling naman akong magsalita ng ingles. Kayang kayang ko pang gayahin ang mga twang at accent. Ito na ang naging agimat ko, ang pag- bukod ko gamit ang wikang hindi naman sa akin. Naging mangmang ako sa sarili kong bayan. Mali naman ang aking ipinagmamalaki.
Maraming Wika, Matatag na Bansa
Noong una kong marinig ang temang “Maraming Wika, Matatag na Bansa” ay naguluhan na agad ako. Paano ba naman magiging matatag ang isang bansa kung sa wika palang ay wala ng pagkakakaisa. Inisip kong maaring nagkamali lang ako ng dinig. Ilang saglit pa ay napaisip ako muli. Hindi ba talaga tayo pwedeng maging matatag sa likod ng mapait na katotohanang hindi tayo nagkakaisa sa isang wika? Kung noo’y ito ang ating sinisisi sa ating mabagal nating pag-unlad, hindi ba natin itong pwede gawing instrumento sa pag-unlad? Mahirap naman sigurong ibalewala ang ilan sa mga wikang ito sapagkat naging bahagi na ito ng ating kultura. Para sa akin, tila bang “parinig” o “tawag” ang dating nito. Parinig na hindi raw naririnig ng mga nagbibingihan; parinig na dapat aksyunan ng natatamaan.
A Language We All Must Learn
The theme for this year’s Buwan ng Wika is a celebration of the Philippine’s rich culture, indicated by the many different languages the country has. It also associates these languages with nation building. As to what role they play, it is up to whoever ponders it. The connection is for writers, bloggers for that matter, to establish and for readers to appreciate and do something about.
No, I will not bore you with nose-bleeding in-depth analysis of the role of language in building a strong nation because I know for sure that most online readers, me included, have short attention span. Er, we do not have the luxury of time to intently read long articles.
Let me begin, however, by saying that language, particularly verbal language, is only a medium for getting a particular message across. The manner by which the message is sent and the channel through which it is delivered, and some other factors, are just but a structure of support. The large chunk of significance in communication rests on the message itself.
Movie Review: A Love Story
I have to admit, I had a lot of reservations on watching this film. Especially since its writer, whom I coincided with in the MRT a few months ago, told me that I’m going to hate her for this movie. (By the way, this review is 90% spoiler-free)
This is not just an emotional movie, this is a thinking drama.
10 Basic Tips on Getting Traffic for Your Blog
PinoyBlogero.com has been in the blogosphere for over two months already. During those two months, I tried to provide interesting articles for my readers like “Encourage Feedback: Leave a Question” and “Is RSS Robbing Your Blog of Visitors?”. It was only recently that I noticed that I was greatly focusing on the more advanced topics that I fail to talk about the basic things that would benefit those who are new to blogging.
Danika left a comment on one my posts which reads:
Lol. These tips are a little advanced for me. I’m not that worried yet about hardly getting comments. My worry is not having any visitors. Maybe you could give me some tips on that. Hahaha!
In response to this, I have made this article for the benefit of those who would like to know more on how to get traffic on their blogs. Keep in mind that these are just the basics and should be always practiced by bloggers who are looking forward for an increase in readership.
- Write GOOD content – The main reason why people go to blogs is to look for content, make sure you give it to them with extra toppings and cheese. In other words, write about things that would interest your visitors while making sure that it is both unique and well-written.
The Need for ROTC
A lot of college students nowadays hate, rather loathe ROTC and it’s derivative, CAT. For whatever reasons they have, they do not want to tolerate this subject because, if I presume correctly, to (1) get sunburn, (2) be under student officers, (3) ruin their Saturdays or Sundays training non-stop, (4) be dressed in a dorky camouflage and lift heavy equiptments, (5) be ordered around, (6) get a crew cut for boys and a hair net for girls, and (7) do physical exercises and clean their own buckles, shine their boots and iron their crisp uniform.
Honestly, I hated ROTC at first. Me and my blockmates were actually deceived into enlisting for this course. But what the heck, we did it anyway since we found a really good reason to continue:a handsome officer. Yeah I know, so childish and too girly, but as girls who were pushed into the realm of rifles and push-ups and shiny boots and crisply pleated uniforms, you’ve got to admit, this is one tactic we had to hold on for our survival.
But to be honest, we had to admit that being in this course taught us self-discipline, order, unity and [sort of] patriotism. We were lucky to have been handled by good and functioning officers (I didn’t say this because one of the officers is super cute) so I think that made the difference. The occasional punishments were necessary and those ordeals made us really tough and less of being impatient pricks. We were lucky because our officers here in UPLB were not power-trippers (I don’t know about the other battalions but overall, I think the course did well). You have to admit that without order and discipline and unity, our society cannot function well. Yeah, I know, you don’t need ROTC or CAT to know and appreciate these things but these courses help a lot especially now when almost all kids detest hardship and being given orders to follow. You need to restrain yourself to some degree and this course helped me alot. Besides, the exercises we did for this course made us loose weight! Who doesn’t want that?!
To be frank, it isn’t so bad. Actually you’ll enjoy it…as long as your officers are in focused and as long as you keep yourself in check.
Putting on the other’s shoes
Something certain lifestyle columnists should learn. Read here.
Ang Pagladlad ng Kapa
Isa itech ofeysyal na entry ever para sa Pinoy Blogosphere Wika 2007 Blog Writing Contest. Walang kokontra, mga Mare.
Isang Linggo, nanonood kami ng aking ama ng palabas na “Mel and Jay.” Pinag-uusapan nila ang tungkol sa papaanong tinanggap ng mga magulang ang kanilang mga anak na bakla.
Papalatastas na nang sinabi ni Jay Sonza ang kanyang linya, “Magbabalik ang Mel and Jay makalipas ng ilang paalaala. Anak, Bakla Ka Ba?”
Luminga si Daddy sa akin at nagtanong din, “Anak, bakla ka ba?”
“Plangak!”
“Naman!”
“Trulili”
“Koraktsina!”
“Pasok sa banga, Tita!”
Tinignan ko ang aking ama’t sinabing, “Opo, bakit?”
Natawa na lang siya. Nagtawanan kami.
“The Usual” Paranoia
In books and movies, people usually end up dead for having a fairly predictable daily routine. These are those types who walk their dog at a particular hour. They have tea at this time while listening to this kind of music just before going to bed. They stop by the donut house to get a bagel before going to work. The routines may not be daily but these people do it fairly regularly. It need not even be the same time each month. It could just be something that sticks as your unique vibe when you go to a particular place.
“One tall pressed coffee! Espresso roast blend, extra hot, and a shot of steamed half-and-half milk for Fritz! Right, sir Fritz?”
Read more of this at fritzified.com
