5 Easy Steps to Vote this May 2010 Elections

Here's a step by step instruction on how to vote this coming May 2010 automated elections!

Thanks to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kygH6XLMo7M for the video.

12.18.2009 - The National Christmas Party???

Taking my daily trip from the streets of Camarin Caloocan City to the busy & elegant roads of Ortigas, I've been seeing students from different levels carry gifts & foods & wear new clothes for their Christmas party. I've thought for a while & tried to remind myself if GMA again declared Dec 18 as the Christmas party day for all the schools. hahah but then di pala...nagkataon lang!

It's nice to see their eager faces full of anticipation though. Some have even worn gown-like dresses, some were punkistas, some were kikays some were just plain. Like I used to be!

As I was doing my "observation" in the fx taxi I felt sad for not having a camera. I could have taken a shot to post here. But I lost mine when I was held up on my way home last September. So I just borrowed one pic from the net to make this more interesting to read.

Photo Credits: BING QUEST BLOG

Manila is Survival of the Fittest - I Knew Before I Realized Now !

I'm just fresh from the shock & trauma I got just this morning at about 2 am.....Tears still pours from my face when I give the details to my officemates who are very eager to know what exactly happened...& this is one of the memories that will linger.

2:00 in the morning today...I was treading the main road of Bunag Street in Camarin Caloocan City towards the place I live....when I noticed this two teenage guys wearing hip hop clothes walking towards me. One was clad in plain orange shirt & the other in black & white stipes. The instant I saw them I murmured a brief prayer under my breath. I had the "feeling".

Then all I remember now is me lying on the streets sheepishly shouting "wag!! Wag!! Wag!!". Usually in movies they say "Wag Po" but I think they don't deserve my kind words even in life & death situation. No I think they are not about to rape me. They were just after my bag!!!

I threw my bag towards them while I was running so that they won't get their filthy hands on me. I stumbled so that's why I lie on the streets. I remember now.... but the guy clad in orange shirt still moved towards me & pointed a sharp object..I did'nt notice whether it was an ice pick or knife. Then I shout again...& agai....n. I could still remember the menacing face biting his lower lips. I wouldn't forget him!! After a while all I saw was his back running hastily towards a secluded dark road. At that moment I really felt sorry for myself. Not because I lost my belongings, wallet. id's not much money, digi cam, my school notes, my kikay pouch to name a few but because at that moment I felt HELPLESS...HOPELESS.... LIMITED.first time! Dogs barked but there I was, alone in the well-lit road just few meters away from the police station.

I ran to the station..heavy knocks followed but it was overpowered by the music & laughs of those people who were supposed to be watching the streets. I left because I couldn't breathe anymore.... I arrived home just few walks away & cried on my sister's shoulder. We went back to the station & knocked harder....All of a sudden we were already roaming the streets, roads...asking the passing jeepneys to stop & checking each faces. It was a very novel experience...& the feeling???? can't explain. It was futile. They were GONE!!!

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In a way I'm happy. It serves as a wake up call.... this is the real world. This is survival of the fittest. I have to be not just fit but fittest!!