Monday, January 23, 2006

MABUHAY ANG PILIPINO!

this was taken last August when Manny Pacquiao paid a visit to TF before he went abroad for another fight. and yeah, these are TF people, all eager to pose with pacman.

much have been said about the match that brought the entire nation on its feet after so many years of being pushed to the ground. all are positive and that's really a good sign. whew!

and allow me to say this...thanks pacman :D

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Don't kill them, or you're dead meat!

For the second time since I became a reporter I’ve already witnessed two promulgations of two celebrated cases.

The first one was the murder case of Pagadian City broadcaster Edgar Damalerio. And his killer, former policeman Guillermo Wapille, was sentenced to seclusion perpetua.

It was actually great to personally see the judge hand down penalties to the guilty especially if the crime is as big as murder.

Yeah, I have personal conviction against murderers. And most of them really looked guilty in court, I should know I was a court reporter for six months.

I knew the court would find Wapille guilty. The prosecution was really good (they had the best prosecution lawyers in town-city prosecutor Nicolas Sellon and two of his assistants). While the defense witnesses' testimonies were very lame. It was also a major factor to the prosecution’s win when the defense did not present Wapille to testify.

And just this afternoon, after almost a month of waiting Judge Gako convicted another media man murderer and this time the penalty was death.

I could not believe my ears when he said it. Death man, that was really big-time. But the culprit Edgar Belandres well deserved it! And the judge studied very carefully the evidences before meting him the maximum penalty.

There was actually apprehension that the accused might be acquitted while the 19-page decision was read. I personally felt it especially when it came to the part that the judge said that the three prosecution witnesses, who positively identified the gunman as Belandres, could not even identify the color of the helmet reportedly used by Belandres, thus, it would be impossible for them to identify the man they only saw once.

But thanks to the mobile phones. It was from Belandres’ text messages found from the The Freeman photojournalist’s cell phone that linked him to the crime. He was just too casual to walk out of the crime scene while leaving behind him the photog’s cellphone, which still carried his messages telling they should meet at the place. The very place where he shot him. Better luck next time noy.

We are finally over it. The newsroom is happy with the news, apart from it has a very good story for tomorrow’s banner.

And I, being a friend to our photog, personally went there to see the end of it. Besides, I was there when the prosecution laid all its evidence and the defense tried to discredit it.

May my friend Allan Dizon, whom I saw when he came out from the morque with his face still covered with blood from the operation he had just went through although eventually ending up dead, finally rest in peace.

But sorry friend this is not the right time to say “see ya!”

Just taa taa, okay?

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

That thing again

i'm in gryffindor!
be sorted @ nimbo.net

i'm in gryffindor!

I took the test twice 'coz the first time I did it I made it to the Ravenclaw house and I wanted to be in the Gryffindor. So I tried again.

But, I was already a Gryffindor before. Several months ago the sorting hat (yeah, that same one in the movie) sorted me and put me in the same house with Harry Potter. It was in the HP's official website. I even have my own wand then :P

I don't care if I'm not a winner!

Monday, January 16, 2006

the internet, the song, the heck

it's past 2am and im sitting at Cafe de France making this blog. why i'm here? because im not elsewhere. seriously, i just dont have the guts to go home at this hour. it has been my style that once i am still outside at past 12 i always wait till the clock strikes 4 when those in the list of the next victims of the vigilante killings are already in their beds.

(i got stuck for a while searching for kelly clarkson's music.and after several minutes...i'm now listening to her A Moment Like This single. im still looking for Because of You.)

anyways, i had such a long day today. i watched Narnia with Phoebe and afterwards slept or tried to as it was still early to go out to watch concert. it was already dark when we finally went out of the theater.

but we did not watch any of the many concerts outside the mall. expensive (for a noisy treat), too crowded, and we were too eager to try the chocolate-flavored cigarette we just bought...so we opted to just sit in one corner of the mall's lagoon and watched boys hugged their girls and reflected on the sad reality we were both in (harsh ya?).
luckily, there was that pack of cigarette and boy bawang, which from that moment had married one of us (raise your hand Fibs!).

that ciggy was really chocolaty, i mean the aftertaste. but i don't like it! the sweet taste that lingers in the lips is not exactly the one you want to lick. i mean it could be "lethal". but i licked and swallowed it anyway, the heck!

(by this time, im already listening to Because of You. and i'll be playing this over and over again until we leave. shoot me! :P)

it's 4:28 and i've already dismissed my chatmates kay kapoy nako.
and Because of You has been on its 9th. kelly's gonna spit on my ears if i don't stop this craziness so soon. so gotta go kelly ;)

Saturday, January 14, 2006

the Sto. Niño


















Today, thousands came to walk with the Sto. Niño. It is a six-hour walk. Extremely tiring but they still did it and will do it again next year.

I once tried it when I was in college and it really was bone-tiring. I said then never will I do it again.

And I am right now writing this blog while those Sto. Niño devotees are probably stretching their muscles in some corner of the Basilica.

I am lazy, I admite. But I have my own kind of worshipping. I am not prayerful but I have my own way of communicating with my God.

Still, I admire those devotees who sing the Gozos of the Sto. Niño and raise their hands when singing the chorus part. The manifestation of their faith to the Child is miracle enough.
But the most touching I’ve experienced is during the fluvial parade-the practice of bringing back the Sto. Niño after spending the night in Mandaue City to the Basilica by traversing through the sea.

At the port where the image will dock hundreds or probably thousands of people are lining the sides of the wharf and every available corner of the pier area to meet the Image as it is transported back to the Basilica.

And when the Image is finally seen hundreds of balloons carring the devotees’ petitions are released while everyone starts chanting Viva Pit Señor!

We become one at these times. Even for someone like me who only adores the holy icon because it is antique (well, of course I still respect it for what it is) the feeling of seeing the oneness of the people around you because of their faith is really overwhelming.

But, it is just sad to say that this is just a “display” of faith. Or we wouldn’t have “chismosas” as neighbors, greedy individuals as leaders, the same bad boys and girls as we are, etc. etc.

Hay…we only become better individuals when it’s Christmas or Fiesta.

We never learn.

Monday, January 09, 2006

At the Crocolandia

one day at a conservation park, Crocolandia, vatski met new friends-the crocs, the ostrich named paul (after her photog), turtlee turtles, aguiluz and alwina (mulawin sa Talisay), and some old-time enemies-the pythons. and oh, she also found a new buddy Marnie, the 4-year-old Fil-Italian girl, who told her mom they should buy "something that is like a rat!" (goodness! a guinea pig!)

Ug ni-pose siya...

vatski and the manok, aw, ostrich diay! :P

manok: palagi nalang ako, ako, ako! ahehehe

da mulaween

si aguiluz ug si vatski

vatski and marnie, and the croc (nangawat og eksena)