Hello too and Good day. WAITING FOR THE UPDATE!!!

To Jenny D: It is not to deny that everybody makes wrong. And sorry if he did not do good for you. But! The time is not yet over. There`s a saying; Today is yours, tomorrow shall be mine.

RECOLLECT

State father was loved and was hated
Lone Mt. Prov. he longly represented
The henchmen remain to him faithful
His coddled kin, became baneful

Due to dare-devil power greed
They tantrum and chicanered
With those phalanx they conspire
So to fulfill their bold desire

While he was still on the throne
Still young, you may have it soon
Why not be patience and good behave?
The old aging state father had plead

Kin extort! It`s now or never
Or else we kick you in the corner
State father sighed and asked; “why?”
The henchmen were mystify

Jejune was only a Marionette
Of those forsaken V I P cliques
The unspared demand, they reprimand
So they needed those ninny yes men
Together they antagonize
The henchmen were surprise

Fuddy-duddy yes men blurt on the hustings
On the gaggle the listeners were gawping
The year two thousan seven electors
Still gave the throne to their Victor

State father Victor, was tired and weary
He must rest in the land of Glory
On February eight, two thousan eight
Friday PM he snapped his last breath
Hosanna! In the highest
He is free from distress

Henchmen adored him with flower wreaths
The wagging fawn speculated to be the next
When it comes to politics, it is normal
But! Pleaseeee without scandal

Ladies and gentlemen, good day
I am greeting you from far far away
Today is February eight, two thousan ten
Still this webside is open

Spare your precious time and re-read
What the active bloggers here have posted
So to learn the both sides story
Maybe you are a very good jury

People of Mt. Prov. remain awake
Time again for you to elect
Wisely put up a good leaders
Hopefully they do much better

HAPPY VALENTINE! Yours truly, lolly

High tuition fee, no school facilities, and no good professors. These are some problems why students become activist. We want our demands to be given by the school or by the government. What ways can we do for them to hear our cry? Protests maybe? I think not.
Many students get hurt and even die because of rallies and protest against the officials of our country. Why? Because we think that they would listen to us if we make a scene and catch their attention. Is this really the only solution we can think of? Shouldn`t we be good participants instead? The government may not be perfect (Who is?) but I think that they are doing their best to alleviate those problems. Who would want to be protested upon anyway?
What is being an activist like? Let`s put it this way, they`re like dogs barking and chasing cars when the driver has no intension to run. Sometimes, it`s so much easier to react than to think. When something goes wrong, we tend to exaggerate a lot-make a mountain out of a molehill. More often than not, it is always the other person`s fault, never ours. We start blaming others, when we could have started thinking of solutions-as if our protest could help solve the predicament or as if our angry responses could help stop the problem. I mean, who voted for unacceptable? We should always know both sides of the story.
On the other hand, it doesn`t mean that wre have to be apathetic about what`s happening around us. It doesn`t mean that we just have to sit there and be total spectators. A good play deserves a good cheer and a fault deserves a resounding “boo!” More importantly, we should all be part of the solution, not agents in aggravatting the problem.
Wake up, students should just concentrate on their studies, get good grades, make their parents proud and participate in organizations that would help them become better citizens of the Philippines and maybe even better leaders. We should be more concerned in preparing ourselves as the next generation of our country.

Spoken Out by John Marcelino. Baguio Midland Courier.

I found this opinion, GENIAL. LP

I want to make friend with you. Would you mind to give me your email so that I can introduce myself to you. Thank you.

Apay ngay, Bakit, Why, Warum??? You challenged me broke my simple english. Yet you are hard up grasping my points.

Don`t worry. It`s not that “Rude Remarks,” as e-Sabangan could do. Pushbutton, Pussybutton, lollipop of germans from Galmany, MAY tolerate your sinabangan “Ino-onse.” All I want here is to impugn. With the MOTTO: AGREE OR DISAGREE AND MAYBE STUDY:

Indeed, if you were a diligent Tax Payer, for forty something years, then you are old enough to grasp, what is moral. I may appreciate your commentaries here. But! To attack a defendless dead is coward.

You have posted here that; “YOUR LIFE IS EASIER TO THESE DAYS, AFTER GREEDY POLITICIANS TOOK OFF THEIR CUT: Aha! e-Sabangan, Anonymous??? It`s a GOOD RIDDANCE. Hope you are satisfied and NO NEED to further discuss here.

Jup`s CRUSADE was the deliberance of broken dream. The conspired, allured, power greed, taking advantage of the POPULAR NAME. Could it still be UPHOLDED? It`s all depend on the wise decision of the people.

SORRY, if you were not a recipient of the late congressman, your “kailian.” Maybe it was really not necessary for you. But the others. MONEY IS NOT ALL: He left a legacy for the majority people. Maybe someday your own grandchildren. “No mampay adda nagkuranga na. Dakayo ti mangpun-no.” Nobody is perfect.

Foreign journalist tourist DID NOT ERR, on their Flashed News Reports. One I saw, was the dancing police in Bontoc, directing the busy traffic. The reporter said; “Bontoc, on the way to Banawe, the police have hands-full to do, while those people comfortably seated.” Really, on the roadside under the big tree direct before the stairway to capitol, people were seated. Was inspired to see my folks and the flourishing capital province Bontoc. Not to forget the “Pababa, pangato, karagkad lover`s lane old bridge. Is now a concrete straight bridge.

For clarity, your predictions is a calumny. And to tell a lie here, is not necessary. My COMPUTERS are NOT CORRUPTED. 2 sets are GAVE-AWAYS of German family friends. The 3rd latest model was a x-mas gift from my husband. Almost 30 years ago, I left our sombre province, due to marriage. It took me 3 months to clear-up myself from work and responsibilities. July 1980, I freely left the country with only 20 kilos luggage & plane ticket bought and left by my husband.

While far, far away, I did not turn my back to my folks & country. I luckily have the chances visiting the place where I came from. I have seen the “stepping stone” development of our dear Mt. Province. The infrastructure was in bloom. Have seen people sought the help of their congressman.

My younger brother was fascinated & wanted to join as sub-contractor on infra-projects. With siblings cooperation, he bought a Haul-Truck, but neither NOT GIVEN the chance. The yearn taste of the million was only AN ELUSIVE DREAM.

The late congressman have berated; “Ta am-amed san udom. You don`t go hungry anyway. Better concentrate on your farm works.” FARMER REMAIN FOREVER, THE BACK BONES OF THE NATION. Money is not all.

The very generous fatherly guidance and concerns of the late Congressman Victor Dominguez, we are VERY VERY THANKFUL. Now, that he is gone SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW, have NOTIONED THAT: MATERIAL THINGS MAY COME AND GO, WHILE CLEAN CONSCIENCE REMAIN:

GOD BLESS THE PEOPLE. . .LGP

If I remember correctly, the soundtrack music of this movie was “Live to Tell”. At the closing minutes of the movie, Sean Penn whom his father thought was killed by his henchmen, had all the chance to exact revenge and kill his father BUT opted to face his heinous father in court to EXPOSE ALL HIS LIES and see him rot in prison for life.