tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330292212011-08-01T21:36:21.030+08:00...where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character. MLK. <p> WEBSITE IS BEST VIEWED WITH FIREFOX. INTERNET EXPLORER SCREWS UP THE LAYOUT.</p>AIEPROhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15808666601963090521noreply@blogger.comBlogger731100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33029221.post-32635964809891919612008-08-28T11:40:00.002+08:002008-08-28T11:44:40.824+08:00

I was driving through Alabang yesterday from Cavite, and I was completely shocked by what I saw. I saw rows of houses behind high walls. I wanted to have one of these houses. They were very beautiful, luxurious, and inspiring. As I drove further, however, I began to see a different row of houses. These houses were in stark contrast to the ones I saw earlier. They were jam-packed houses made

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START DATE: Contest starts September 1, 2008END DATE: Contest ends September 30, 2008WHY JOIN THIS BLOG CONTEST?1. You will be promoting your own website and ours. You will definitely gain more readers and fans for your blog.2. You will be helping to promote English proficiency in the Philippines.3. You will be helping to promote critical thinking, communication, and writing skills in the

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I was browsing through my photos, and I came across this one. My friends and I traveled to Hundred Islands during the Holy Week, and along the way, we saw the re-enacment of Jesus' excruciating "carrying of the the cross." I have seen this on TV before on CNN when I was still in the US, but this vision was now live. Behind "Jesus" were some shirtless men who wereself-flagellating.I was amazed

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Everytime I take a picture, I do the shaka. Most times. Some people give out the peace sign, the nasty sign, or the "I love you" sign. Many of my friends and students have been asking what it is. It's great to explain what it is, especially because its meaning is so significant and has a lot of good values.Since I grew up in Hawaii, I do the shaka. It means "how's it going," "what's up," "

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I am changing the name of this blog to AIEPRO, which is the website of my school.There comes a time when we morph into something new, to a better self. I have learned, throughout my one year and a half here in the Philippines, that we shouldn't take life too seriously, but also not to take life whimsically. We must have a good balance. It's a "yin yang." It's give and take. It's give and

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Yesterday evening, just before the end of the work day, it rained heavily. Some streets were flooded. Some people were drenched and soaked.At about 8:15 pm, I tried catching a taxi. It took me a little over an hour standing on Dela Rosa trying to flag a taxi. People were competing for the next cab. Fortunately, it stopped raining by this time.A cab passed by and didn't want to take me

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This is my current project...The American Institute, located in Makati City/Manila, is the Philippines' leading service provider of English training and career development, specializing in American Accent, Conversation Fluency, Critical Thinking, Confidence Building, Grammar, Writing, and Test Preparations (TOEFL, IELTS). We have revolutionized and innovated English language learning in the

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I've managed to survive the Philippines. Some people struggle with not having enough food to eat. Some struggle with the lack of good education. Some fight against corruption daily.Here I was struggling with self-identity. I did not know if I belonged here. If I was a Filipino. If I was an American. If I was a Filipino-American. A year and a half later, I realized that we are all people,

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Desperately Seeking Janina San MiguelA lot of people are making fun of Janina San Miguel because of her dumbfounding moment and answer at the recent Binibining Pilipinas pageant. She is physically beautiful, but most argue that she has nothing but air up there. So what now? How is she going to represent the Philippines at the Miss World pageant? Will she humiliate the Filipinos? I don’t

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This morning, my friend went to the LTO to get a student permit. He called them three times to ensure he gets the necessary documents to bring with him. How sad is he, calling three times? Well, can't blame him. I guess in a country like ours, you need to make sure and make sure and make sure.So when he got there, the person assisting him said that he needed an ID with a TIN # on it. You

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Blasphemous! We've replaced the 12 disciples and Jesus with supermodels. Female disciples? Male Mary? Female Jesus? Think about thinking out of the box.I forgot where I saw this picture, but I thought it was very interesting because it shakes up the mind. It makes one think and wonder about the possibilities. It really opens your eyes to looking at things from a different perspective.So

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I took a picture of this wall frame at one of my client's training rooms. It's a great reminder that despite all the battles, the hardships, the obstacles, the blues, or whatever word you may want to call it, we need to remember that there are still opportunities ahead of us. As long as life has not ended for you, as long as you are breathing, and as long as you will live to see the light of

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Today, one of my clients asked me, "What's wrong with the Filipinos?" He's a foreigner from Korea. He said that most Filipinos he meets are fed up about their situation. They always speak of corruption, bad politics, dirty streets, disorganized communities, poverty, poor education, bad government, the kitchen sink, the beeping car, you name it. He asked me, "If the Filipinos are so

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Should I be surprised that an employee in a government office I called today hung up on me? Should I be upset? Should I be disappointed? No, I shouldn't be. I've expected it. If I get all fired up, it would just ruin my day. There are certain things we cannot change, and we should just accept them. Does this mean I'm becoming a wuss? Am I ready to accept and do nothing? Of course not.

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I am a taxi freak! I don't have a car yet. I'm working on that one. So I'm forced to ride taxis everywhere my legs will not take me. Observation 1. Picky taxi drivers. For crying out loud, I always give tips, 10-50 pesos, depending on the distance. I have had so many cab drivers refuse me for going to Makati or Ortigas. Shit, I'm not going to Ilocos. When they refuse, I walk out of the

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I was looking for a place to eat in Market Market a few weeks ago, and I chanced upon this interesting gadget at North Park Restaurant. Could this be proof that Filipinos are ingenious? Or is it proof that Filipinos just don't know what good customer service is?First, my idea of good customer service in a sit-down restaurant is where the waiter or waitress attending your table serve you. When

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It's the new year, and it's time to plan things again. I've always been a new year's resolution fanatic. But most of my resolutions did not come to fruition. Perhaps a new year's resolutions are just like promises, which were made to be broken.So far, I am achieving to resolutions. Quit smoking! Last cigarette was on January 1, 2 am. Go to the gym! It's been nine months. This week, I've

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It's been several months now since I was mugged by some young thugs in Pasay, and I wonder what happened to my perpetrators. I called the police station several times wondering when I was going to appear in court for the trial. They just told me it was coming soon, that I should receive the letter of instructions (subpoena, I believe) in a few more days.The letter never arrived. Perhaps it was

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Am I an asshole? Am I asking for more than what I truly deserve? Some say I ask for way too much here in the Philippines. I should just shut up and accept what is and not to fight everything that the Philippines is not. And yes, sometimes, I do shut up. I do know how to pick my battles. I have learned this from one of my advisors in high school, Mr. Hendricks. He was also the one who told

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Another death in the Family. I have attended funeral's before, but it was always the funeral of a friend or a friend of the family. My grandfather passed away last week. To my grandfather, I love you, and I will always remember you.My grandpa is the first of my grandparents to move on.He had seven children and a lot of grandchildren. We all respect him very much. I don't remember my

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It's been a long long time. I used to have over 300 hits a day during my active days of blogging, and that was only when I first started blogging several months ago. I probably have one or two visitors a day now. Consequences, right? What happened to my blogging enthusiasm? It's called work. When work consumes you, you just forget some of the things in life. I intended for this blog to

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Yes, it's a cliche. It's used over and over again. But there is so much truth into it. It's timeless and universal. Even though I have just gone through a horrifying experience here in the Philippines, I know that I have to turn it into a positive spin. There are times when things just don't go the way you want them to, but the reason why things happen the way do will slowly reveal

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It's been a month since I've posted. Lost of things going on right now, and I have not been able to get post. No excuses. But I do. PLDT. The internet connection has been so unstable that I refused to surf the net with so many problems and irritations. Instead, I concentrated on emails. Then there's the business I just opened. Finally. Whoa, so much red tape here in the Philippines. So

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In the spirit of Christmas, I want to share one of my favorite songs during the holiday seasons. I do have a soft heart. I do like some mushy songs. But this one has got a great theme: The simple tenet of love. There are times when we simply commercialize Christmas, busy buying gifts and preparing for parties, simply forgetting the true meaning of Christmas, which is, a celebration of the

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I have been coming in and out of the Philippines for the last three to four years. Six months here. Two weeks there. A month here and there. And I've eaten at restaurants all over Makati and Manila. TGIFridays. Chilis. Outback. Itallianis. Most restaurants at Greenbelt Three. Some restaurants at Greenbelt Two. Some in Libis. Some in Malate. OK OK, everywhere in the greater Manila

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This is my second Christmas in the Philippines. It certainly is a different feeling when you're away from home during Christmas. But I've made new friends here in the Philippines, and they've become my new family. Last night, one of my best friends invited me to his company's Christmas party at TGI Fridays, and it was a night to remember. People were very happy and friendly, and despite the

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I work out at Gold's Gym Glorietta, and every time I am there, some disrespectful, lazy bastard always leaves the weights on the bench and not return them to the racks. Signs everywhere saying to return them to their proper places, but it never works. The bench press always has the weights that the last person used. I also work out at Gold's Gym, Las Vegas. And yes, there's the occasional

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You'd think that starting a business in a third world country would be really quick since not everyone follows rules and regulations anyway. You just find a space, put your business name on it, and you're in operation. Well, of course, it's more complicated than that. I don't quite remember the specific statistic, but I read somewhere, about a month ago, that the Philippines is 130s of 150

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I don't know where to start with this one. Should I blast at the US corporation first? Or should I go straight into my rants about the Philippines again.I'll take it easy on the Philippines this time. Let's hit this US corporation, this evil beast they call Wendy's.I'm not sure if Wendy's America is aware of this situation. Probably not. For if they were, they would definitely pull this job post.

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I've always hated funerals. Mainly because it's so depressing. Also because I don't like seeing dead bodies. I feel such a loss. Some beautiful life has gone and went. Looking at the lifeless body, I feel that life is somewhat unfair, that there should have been more for this person.My reconciliation is to accept death as part of the lifecycle, regardless of how and when it came. Then I follow it

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I just wanted to share this quote I came across reading Filipino profiles across the internet. I am refreshed by messages like this, because I try my darndest to live a life like that. Sometimes I'm vain; sometimes I have too much pride. Sometimes I forget what I'm doing. Sometimes, I just wanna quit. Sometimes, I just don't want to care. But I am glad to come across messages that inspire.

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My friend tried to buy a 100 pesos load from this little kiosk inside Greenbelt One, and she turned him down because my friend only had a 500 peso bill. She told him that she did not have change.My friend asked if she could double check her change, and soon enough, there were four 100 peso bills and some other loose change.To make a long story short, the girl inside this kiosk said that she was

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I am back from the dead. I am here in the Philippines now, and in the last month and a half, I could not write about my experiences here in the Philippines. I mean, while I was in the US, I was able to reflect on what life was like in the Philippines.But now that I live here, for some odd reasons, I cannot spill a word. I am frozen. Maybe I am discombobulated by all the things that I am

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Ebay can be addicting. I should clarify, Ebay.com, NOT Ebay.ph. There really is a difference. Mainly, Ebay.com is true auction online whereas Ebay.ph is retail with 5% discount online.To be continued...brain freeze.WHOA!!! Did I have a month of brain freeze? I started the two paragraphs above on October 6, and it's now November 9. Actually, I have been preoccupied with so many other things, I

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Back home in Las Vegas. My temporary home for now, as I will be moving back to the Philippines in about two weeks. Home is where the heart is, and my heart is with the Philippines, for now. My weekend in Phoenix was a refreshing time for me. I got to visit one of my best friends whom I've known for a little over ten years since my days in Hawaii. It's always great to keep in touch with

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I skipped church today. I'm just really not feeling well. I thought I would have gotten rid of this cold by now, but this virus is more persistent than I thought. I've taken Benadryl, lots of vitamin C, water galore, Tylenol for cold, tomato juice, more liquids, but damn, this thing is just tougher to beat than I thought. What makes the situation worse is that I'm here in Phoenix visiting a

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I did not know that there was a typhoon in northern Philippines when I called my friend. He was at Greenbelt at that time when the winds started to pick up. There were many people stranded as rain began to pour in and the winds carried branches and other debris. I could hear people in the background screaming, not in fright, but in the change of direction of the winds as they tried to look for

AIEPROhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15808666601963090521noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33029221.post-1159404811929588872006-09-28T08:40:00.000+08:002006-09-29T07:57:29.986+08:00

I think I will lay off the topic of Philippines and its wonderful flaws for a while. It's causing me unnecessary stress right now. I am so far away from the country, yet I am highly affected by it. Why do I care so much? I think I got my caring side from my grandmother on my father's side. She is such a caring woman that she is always on the side of the poor, the underprivileged, the sick, the

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Driving home from work today, I saw a yellow Hummer 2 right next to me with a huge sticker on its tinted rear windows just above the spare tires. It read: Today! A soldier died so you could keep your freedom.My immediate response was: Today! A soldier could have lived so he could enjoy his freedom.It's ironic that a gas-guzzling vehemoth of a vehicle they call H3 would display something like that

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We live in an increasingly globalized society, thanks to the wonderful and innovative technology called telecommunications. Specifically, telephone and internet. Even the most rural corners of Ilocos and the boondocks of the provinces are connected to the world via internet. With the help of laptops and wireless fidelity aka wifi, you can be connected internationally while taking a dump.Hmm.

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This new season of Survivor on CBS is quite provocative. It has been termed as a social experiment on television that has never been done before. It is controversial, yet innovative. So here's a brief analysis on this so called social experiment.Asians win again:These challenges are full of puzzles, and of course, the Asians will dominate the because Asians are known for being intelligent. Great

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I have had the hardest time waking up this week. Yet, I managed to be on time to my meetings. Monday morning, it took me about an hour till i finally decided to shower. Tuesday morning, I had to take a manager marketing to show him the ropes. 8 am sharp. On time. Wednesday, another marketing event with another manager. 8 am. On time. This afternoon, 2 pm marketing with city manager. On time. Well

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Today is Sunday, my lazy Sunday. Time to rest, time to relax. No church for me today. I haven't been to church since two weeks ago, when I went to Phoenix to visit my friend, and he invited me to go to church with him. In fact, I have gone to church only five times in the last three years. Twice in an an actual service, twice sitting outside the church at Greenbelt three. I don't even know if you

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"Nabasa ko ang komento mo sa isang blog, yung tungkol sa liberalayzeysyon ng Filipino ispeling. Vizit ka sa www.2001revisyon.blogspot.com para maunawaan mo iyon. Ang kwestson ko lang, para sa iyo, alin ang katawa-tawa, ang weird na Filipino ispeling pero TAMA ang pronunsieysyon o perfekt na ispeling pero pilipit ang pagbigkas ng mga banyagang salita?"My response:I know I will get some flack for

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Go Asians! Go Pinoy! There are two Filipinos in the five-Asian team in Survivor, a Filipina and a Filipino Hawaiian. This year's Survivor is probably going to be the most controversial ever. It is being deemed as a social experiment bordering on dangerous. Why? They have divided he tribes into ethnic groups: Asians, Latinos, Blacks, and of course, Whites.It was an athletic and intellectual game.

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I wonder how many people out there hate their jobs. Who told us we were supposed to work 8 to 10 hours a day, sometimes 12, 40 to 50 hours a week, sometimes 60? And with all the hard work that we do, a majority of what we make for the company goes to the owner or to the underserving boss.I don't hate my job so much as I am so uninspired by it. What motivates me to wake up every day is the

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Leaving the Philippines. Filipinos would die for the opportunity to leave their beloved country in search of better opportunities abroad. My own family did so. As a result, I am now working for corporate America making decent to good money. And if I worked for Uncle Sam a little more, I will make it high along the corporate ladder. Filipinos would kill for this opportunity. Figuratively, of

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Filipinos love the game of basketball. Heck, my mom, my sister, my dad, my bros, cousins, uncles, aunts, seriously, make bets when it comes to basketball, especially in the finals. My bros love to play, including me of course. The four of us bros were fortunately blessed with at least 5'9" height so that we can be tall enough to jump for the rebound or at least do some blocks. Fortunately, we

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I was driving to work at 715 am, and I normally tune in to 94.1 and 98.5 to help me pump up my morning. Instead of energy music, I heard the news explaining some plane crash on one of the the Twin Towers in NYC. I thought this was some kind of joke. Something like that couldn't possibly happen in the US. So I changed the station. Same thing. Whoa! My day was going to be a sucky one. Five minutes

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Last night, my friend and I went to the bar. The usual: drink, laugh, scream-so-you-can-be-heard talk, dance, drink a little more, say hi to friends (or acquaintances in this case) you haven't seen in a while, meet new people, and drink a little more.One Adios M*therf@cker to start. Talk. Smile. Go to second club. One Long Island Iced Tea. Talk. Dance. One more Long Island Iced Tea. Smile. Dance.

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While waiting for the flood to dissipate (like it willgonna...and it didn't after 7 hours), I have come to observe that Filipinos areindeed resilient. Many of whom still have the nerve to laugh and used thatmoment to socialize with individuals they've only met. I never heard anyonewhining about the situation (well, I think I was the only one complaining).It's true, to fight a major battle and

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I'd also like to add, that in one of the polls at http://politics.alleba.com , What grade will you give the Philippine Public Education System, 54% out of 310 voters gave the system a Passing and above rating.Whoa! My head is spinning again. How in the world is the majority of Pinoys think that their education is passing? What is their criterion? I mean what kind of standards are we measuring

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It's so sad that English words are changed into Filipino words with a different spelling. Pipol for People? haha. That's just hilarious; I mean depressing. Why, my beloved Pinoys? And Taglish? That's so weird. Me, I prefer pure Filipino or pure English, with some words interchanged, but totally acceptable words. After all, language is an organic, constantly changing forms.But Taglish to bad

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I moved out of the house, not because I wanted to be more independent, but moreso because I wanted my family to be more independent themselves. Over the years, they have relied on me. One of such reliance is the borrowing of money.Since I'm the only one who graduted from college, my siblings, including my parents have borrowed money from me. I always obliged. But then I saw this over-reliance on

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Bryanton Post: And now, some wise words from Lito Lapid"Dare what it takes to be. Then we shall so because it is. To do or not, now or what else to be without." Lito Lapid.Oh my God! I am heaving a brain hemorrhage. What in the world is this quote trying to say? It sounds almost like a Shakespearean speech gone mad. Shakespeare would be so insulted that his "To be or not to be" has been twisted,

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This blogging thing is consuming me. I read blogs all day. I smell it. I touch it. I breathe it. I dream it. Is this the honeymoon stage? You fall in love so quickly, like an addiction you can't shake. And once you've done so much, you've had enough. You kick it to the curb like a one-week girlfriend. But hey, it's been three weeks. So that must mean that blog and I are still working it out.For

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When I lived in the PI for six months last year, I was happy to see that there was the Filipino version of the Big Brother. I love watching Big Brother because it is a strategic game of emotions and intelligence. So yeah, I was excited for Filipino Big Brother. I couldn't wait.Then the series premiere came. I centered myself in front of the TV. Then I saw a young person introduced. The first

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Where did I read that statistic, where Filipino men are the horniest men in the world? I think it was in some Asian fitness magazine. Here in the US, Filipino men were once looked at as horny, perverted bastards. In the Philippines, the men are so used to whistling at a pretty girl that passes by. Filipino men, will "rise" to the occasion, if you know what I mean.But this topic is a different

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I got a nice tan, a golden brown colored tan this weekend. My skin has actually been on the lighter side since I haven't gone to the beach in a long time. The only time I got my full body exposed to the sun in the last year or so is two weekends ago playing volleyball at the park. It's kinda nice to just be able to take off the shirt and play sandbox volleyball.But this weekend, I bathed in the

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I must admit, I have been somewhat addicted to this blogging thing. I just started almost two weeks ago, and i've learned how to post, generate traffic, cut and paste, more cut and paste, and in the end, more paste and cut and cut and paste. After all, I'm not web geek. I just like to write. I like to pour my thoughts out on this thing; otherwise my head would explode.So today, I royally screwed

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When I came home today after work, I was so hungry, I decided to cook chicken pot pie, with extra chicken breast cubes. The pot pie is in a box, frozen. I almost put the pot pie in the microwave, with the box still intact. Wait, can you call that cooking? Using a microwave? Partly so, because I had to cube and cook the extra chicken breast cubes before I would mix it into the pie.Then I almost

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Who said that the Filipinos are the only ones can make a health food even more healthy? Or was it, The Filipinos are the one only ones who can make an unhealthy food even more unhealthy. The oil. The lard. In Ilocano, it's manteka and taba. Then on top of that you have more fat and more oil. Pretty soon, everything is soaked in high cholesterol, heart attacking compounds. But you gotta love the

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I planned this blog with the intention of posting absolutely original stories, but I saw this post on another Filipino blogger's site (Anthology of...) and I just couldn't resist posting it. A lot of these statements, I was going to write about. But, I might as well post them for you to see now. They are absolutely hilarious and true.The Philippines is a country of paradoxes. Actors create

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Whoa! The first news I read today headlines "Prosecutors drop case against Jon Benet Suspect" on Yahoo. This is a shocker, as everyone thought that justice for Jon Benet and the family has been served at long last. They thought that they had the killer of this innocent little girl, and the parents, who were thought to be suspects, were exonerated.Not so. Even the John Mark Karr's insistence claim

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I've always taught that female on the Starbucks logo was a friendly looking woman wearing a crown; I thought she was some sort of a fairy or Goddess of the coffee world, bringing restless nights, hyped up brains, and chatteboxes altogether. I know she was somewhat naked, but I thought that was just the marketing exec's way of sexualizing their logo. Sex sells right? But do you ever buy coffee '

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Okay, okay. Before you start spewing off and telling me all I do is whine, whine, whine about Filipinos, being Filipino, and the Philippines, it's time to write about my Pinoy Pride. Yes, I do find the Filipino Culture and the Philippines to be a very backward thing sometimes. With all the corruption, traffic, dirtyness, bad customer service, and I mean really bad, especially in Manila (in the

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I found this in my email vault concerning Filipinos and Racism. Are we a racist culture? Do we look down on others because they are different? Yes, I know. Right now you're thinking, "not again...this is a topic that is overplayed, overdiscussed, overanalyzed, and beaten like a dead horse." But Filipinos and Racism, in the Philippines? Are Filipinos racist?In sharing the ABS-CBN email below, I

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I had a meeting with the two city managers and five assistant branch managers this morning at 8 am to discuss with the the Marketing Blitz we were going to do that day. I'm in charge of this whole activity since I am the Marketing Manager for the suburban area. I talk and drive around the city for a living. I'm glad I talk and talk, rather than think and think. It's so much easier.Anyhow, one of

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Last night, I had a conversation with a realtor I may be working with in the Philippines. The topic of Filipino Pride and Confidence rolled since she used the word "kindly," as in "kindly tell me when..."I noticed that many Pinoys use this word. Kindly tell me. Kindly show me. Kindly give me. Kindly pass the. Kindly this. And kindly that. Heck, kindly everything and anything. See it can get

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What a hot hot hot day here in Las Vegas. Low at 84 degrees. High at 104. It's so damn hot you can fry sunny side ups on my stomach. Fortunately, it's not humid; otherwise, I would be sweating like a pig knowing it's getting ready to be roasted.My job (I'll call it a job, since I know I won't be doing it for long) involves driving around the entire city talking to decision makers. I wonder if I'm

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It's already freakin' 1237pm on an early Sunday afternoon, and here I am still, in bed, waiting for the sun to go down. Actually, Sundays have always been a chill type of day for me. Thus, the term lazy Sunday, right? I've fallin into the lazy Sundays because of previous habits, like clubbing on Saturday nights way past anyone's bedtime. But hey, this is Las Vegas, and it's a 24-hr city.People

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I'm trying to stay away fats and carbos. Yes, I'm one of those self-professed semi-obsessive, but not-so-compulsive dieters. I'm the type to not stick to a diet regiment, because I know I could never do it. I never really thought I would be going on a diet, especially since I was always very skinny in high school and part of my college years. My diet was, eat, eat eat. And if you're full, eat

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So here's my official entry into the blogging world of internet geeks, housewife whores, kinky accountants, sophisticated racists, and neurotic, bipolar Asians like me. To be more specific, a Fil-Am in Las Vegas. I have read some blogs out there; of course, most were boring as hell, but there were a few that stood out to me. Mainly it was because they had deep insights, shallow perceptions, or

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