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haaayyy.. bat kaya ganito.. nagbreak na nga tayo tapos yun.. nagkita lang tayo tapos parang tayo uli. malabong usapan talaga.. ewan ko.. mahal pa rin naman kasi ako eh.. kahit nagmumukha akong tanga.. tama naman kasi si ate jian eh… GO WITH THE FLOW lang naman kasi dapat eh.. hindi ung nageexpect, wala rin naman ksing magagawa ang pageexpect.. ayoko lang ng false hopes pero ayoko ring magpakanegative sa buhay ko… magmumukha nga akong tanga pero atleast hindi ko masaabi in the near future n ahindi ko gnawa lahat. kasi sa totoo lang naman talaga, ginawa ko naman lahat para maipakita sa knya na mahal na mahal ko pa rin sya.. sakanya na lang kung hindi nya un marerealize.. pero un nga.. wag magexpect. hindi na nga sya nagtetxt eh diba.. eh ano ngayon?..  kuna mahal pa rin nya ako. di namannya hahayaang mawala na lang ako basta sa buhay nya eh. tsaka alam ko nman na kung hindi man talaga sya para sa akin, makakapagmove on naman ako if ever pero ngayon, ayoko munang igive up ung feelings ko para sa kanya.. mhal na mahl ko sya eh… huhuhu.. tanga pero nagmamahal lang ako…. anong magagawa ko? ayoko na makinig sa ibang tao.. kung anuman gusto kong gawin, un na lang gagawin ko para atleast, wala akong sisihin kung hindi man ito maging successful.. bahala na talaga. gagamitan ko na lang ng matinding deadma ang lahat2 ng mga sasabihin nila.. at hanggat maari, di na ako magkkwento… ayoko na makarinig ng negative. basta ganun na lang. go with the flow. sya rin mismo, sigurado akong hindi nya rin alam kung anong gagawin nya pero alam kong mahl din nya ako kaya ganun din sya.. bsta ngayon,dapat magfocus sa board exam… tama naman eh… kasi makakapaghintay nmn yan.. ang boardexam hindi,…Lord, kayo na po bahala sa akin please. thankYou po.

i am cute. as in im short. i dont care what other people say as long as i am happy and that i dont hurt anyone, im fine with it. at this point of my life, i dont know where the winds will take me however, i will do my best to force the winds to take me to wherever GOD wants me to be, and no matter what obstacles i may face, i promise that i will live my life as if it is my last, love like ive never been hurt, dance like no one’s watching me, and explore the goodness of others through God’s permission. ye!

At aanhin pa ang damo

Kung patay na ang kabayo?

Aanhin pa ang kabayo

Kung patay na ang negosyo?

Aanhin pa ang negosyo

Kung patay na ang Kutsero?

 

  1. Oy, pahiram nga ng piso

Me patupada sa San Mateo

Doon, kahit na dehado

Pag bin’wenas. Nananalo.

 

At aanhin pa ang damo….

 

2.oy, dibdib mo’y anong samyo

Khait pans’yam na ang bunso,

Bukas, ako’y pasa-Pajo..

Oy, tena nga sa kulambo

 

At aanhin pa ang damo…

 

  1. Oy, kelan pa ang ligaya

sa pasada ng kalesa?

Pag kumalam ang bituka

Di makuha sa hinyebra!

 

 

At aanhin pa ang damo

Kung patay na ang kabayo?

Aanhin pa ang kabayo

Kung patay na ang negosyo?

Aanhin pa ang negosyo

Kung patay na ang Kutsero?

 

  1. Oy, paano kung mamatay,

O kabayo ay mapilay?

Sabihin bang me dangal

Ang me utang kahit saan?

 

At aanhin pa ang damo…

 

  1. Oy, ba’t ito ang sinapit?

Ang Diyos ba’y naiidlip?

Tunay ‘atang sa daigdig

Pansahog lang ang maliit…

 

At aanhin pa ang damo….

 

  1. Oy, me TB ma’t me hika

Katawan ko’y sasagasa

Dugo’t pawis ay mantika

Sa nguso ng b’waya’t linta!

 

At aanhin pa ang damo…

 

  1. Oy, sa gabi ng tagtuyot,

Paghiga mo’t walang kumot

Natutulog ka sa lungkot

Nagigising ka sa poot!

 

Aanhin pa ang kutsero

Kung patay na ang negosyo?

Aanhin pa ang negosyo

Kung patay na ang kabayo?

Aanhin pa ang kabayo

Kung patay na ang damuho!

 


Haven’t you noticed how Starbucks has taken the place of Megamall, Enchanted Kingdom, and Jollibee? Today, Starbucks spells gimmick. Suddenly, everyone is mad about coffee, and is willing to spend a whoping hundred bucks for “one tall mocha frappe please!” Everyone claims it’s different. It’s something else, it’s to die for. Instead of catching a nice flick at the cinema, the Filipinos’ new idea of fun is to voluntarily park their buns at the café and gulp all the caffeine they can.

No one knows exactly why Starbucks has become the hot spot, when what they serve is just foamed Blend 45 for crying out loud. Oh, try pointing this out to Starbucks fanatics (i.e., the likes of teeny-boopers and kikay girls), and you can expect getting attacked on how little you know about coffee. Get ready with answers like “Duh! Starbucks isn’t just coffee! They’re ground beans and processed chocolate and skimmed milk! What do you know about that?”

They have a point there, though, because even in the United States, when you talk coffee, Starbucks comes first. Their ingredients are never questionable, and if I’m not mistaken, Starbucks is an established-since-year brand. In short, Starbucks is the coffee authority. But it ends there. Starbucks is coffee, period. Certainly not a gimmick place of some sort, not convincing enough as an alternative for the mall. This, I repeat, is the case in the United States.

But Starbucks invades Manila, and here it becomes an obsession. As you may have already seen, the interiors of Starbucks cafes are all designed to create a distinct ambience. Notice from the Italian-tiled flooring, to the cowboy-motif wall covering, to the fancy lamps, tables, and chairs crafted like those only seen in home magazines. Of course, who would miss the complicated bar counter, behind which all the grinders and blenders are displayed as if to remind you they really do process your cappuccino.

I mean who can resist frequenting a posh place like this? Instead of worrying about other important things, the typical teenager puts on her best dress, and with her kikay friends goes straight to Starbucks where she orders “one tall caramel frappe please!” This takes time to prepare, which is fine. She feels rewarded by the fact that the ethical barista would shout her name across the room by the time her frappe is ready. After she claims it, she heads for the self-service corner where she takes excessive packets of extra sugar, extra cream, an inch thick of Starbucks tissue paper for souvenir. Then she sits by the window, hoping someone she knows would pass by and see her drinking expensive coffee. She takes remarkably small sips in order to prolong her stay, like a real smart-ass.

During the entire process, there is the obligatory flaunting of Nokia cellphones, the occasional eruptions of “yeah” and “sure” here and there. You get the impression everyone in the room is from the conyo sector. Pathetic as it is, the Starbucks atmosphere is so contagious that it simply brings out the social climber in one.

You have to admit that the Philippine franchiser of Starbucks-whoever he is-deserves credit. He’s certainly not stupid. He sees through us Filipinos, and definitely knows how to flatter us. Mr. Starbucks is aware of the average Pinoy desire to be associated and considered among the elite because well, in reality, the average Pinoy is far from being that. The average Pinoy home is less attractive than a place like Starbucks. The average Pinoy meal is without garnishes. The average Pinoy environment is less comforting and convenient than the service of Starbucks.

But when in Starbucks, the average Pinoy is instantly made to feel he’s in New York, or Las Vegas, or Paris, or anywhere else but in Manila—one probable reason why Filipinos but this flick. We are total suckers of for anything that is western in concept. But Starbucks has gone beyond colonial mentality; it has become pure escapism. It helps us forget about the EDSA traffic jam, the hostages in Mindanao, and the harsh realities of poverty and chaos, anything that offers oblivion and temporary indulgence sells fast. No matter how costly it is.

With their little creativity in repackaging, Starbucks is no longer just coffee. It’s already a religion. That we Filipinos practically worship that green logo with the exotic lady shows where we derive our strength to move on. It is from the promise of Starbucks every pay day.

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(taken from SIR BOB ONG’s “ Bakit Baliktad magbasa ng Libro ang mga Pilipino?”)

Thank you po sa pagpapahiram ninyo ng article…

Grabe.. ano say mo dun sa sinabi ni G. Nick Garcia? Siguro kung hindi ka man natamaan dun, malamang, napalunok ka na lang, kasi kung nasa college level ka na (o kaya nagtatrabaho pa), for sure naman, may na-meet ka nang mga taong ganito (kung hindi ka man sila), honestly, ako, marami akong kilalang ganyan, tipong tatanungin mo kung nasan na sila, “andito akong SB with my friends” diba.. obvious na parang nagiging fad maging “sosyal” o kaya “feeling elite” haha.. to think naman na yung mga magulang natin na nagbibigay ng baon natin araw-araw eh, magkanda-kuba na sa kakatrabaho para lang may maibigay sa atin, and yet, ganito naman iyong inaatupag natin, honestly ako, di ko pa nga na-try sa mga ganyang café o kainan eh! Grabe, pamasahe ko nga lang papuntang school problema ko na, yan pa kayang ganyan, hahaha. Ewan ko ba, siguro kasi, ang iba sa atin hindi nila alam kung saan dapat sila lumugar, kasi ako, I believe naman na I have my own identity, I don’t have to wear branded clothes or branded shoes always, nor go to expensive restos or cafes like that, I can live naman without those luxury in life, what’s more important for me, maybe, eh yung grumaduate at pumasa ng board exam! Nakakatuwa lang talaga nung nabasa ko to sa libro ng aking idolong si Sir Bob Ong, iyong about dito sa Starbucks na to, ewan ko ba, ba’t kasi minsan, kelangan pa nating magbalat-kayo o kaya maging ‘in’ sa kung ano iyong mahal o kung ano iyong uso, kung pwede naman tayong maging unique pa rin o known pa rin, o kaya magstand out sa crowd o sa field natin without spending too much, na hindi pa natin pera! Hehe.. remember, mga palamunin pa tayo ng mga magulang natin, we should always remember na hindi biro kumita ng pera. Well, di ko naman din alam kung anuman iyong rason ng iba sa atin kung bat kelangan ba talaga nilang maging ganito, maging cool o in. ewan ko, basta ayun lang, ikaw na bahala humusga, after stating my piece! Hehehe…. anyways, kung kayo naman po ay isang mayaman talaga, o kaya kumikita na ng pera, go lang. hehehe… deserving naman siguro mga hardworking people na magspend ng ganun from their fruits of labor.. ehehe.. anyways.. wala lang.. miss ko lang talga maging opinionated kahit minsan lang.. hehehe.. take care guys!

Pero idol ko talaga si Sir Bob Ong.. sana ma-meet ko man lang siya one of these days.. heehehe… at sana makapagsulat din ako ng sarili kong libro, tulad niya,.. grabe.. idol.. hehe

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