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Please read through the blog, I agree to everything she wrote, specially those in bold letters http://inez.abcruz.com/Diary/2012Mar14Wed024849 Inez's Diary Dear Mr. Clavio (This is in response to broadcast journalist Arnold Clavio’s declaration on TV that the Men’s National Football Team was “pretending to be Filipino” – “in his words, “nagpapanggap na kayumanggi” – a declaration that was not taken lightly by many Azkals fans.) I haven’t written a blog entry like this in a long time. The last time I did it, I chided a young man for looking down at people who didn’t speak English as well as he did. Today, I am going to write about someone who castigates people whom he believes are not as Filipino as he is. Yes, Mr. Clavio. This post is dedicated to you. I know you spoke just one sentence – but see, in those few words, you also brought to mind a common, howsoever misguided complaint: a lot of the players on the national team are not really Filipino. The reasons are many: the players...

January 29, 2011 when I first blogged about this book, and true enough from my forecast I laughed about similar situation that happened in our household, what I didn’t see coming was crying about same feeling I felt back then. When I was asked by my colleagues if this book was any good I answered, “I don’t know,” I shrugged “I love it because I can relate to it” anyway liking something is subjective so that would depend on the reader. My mom is not even pure Chinese, and she was not raised the same way we were. All she was telling us is she needs to work hard for everything she wants in life because they were too many for our Grandmother to supervise. My grandpa is in the army so he is always away for mission and they were nine in the family, my Mom was the second child but the eldest child was sent in the convent so that she can study for free so it was my Mom who took the role of the eldest daughter who happens to assist my grandma in raising the other 7 children. That’s probably ...

I couldn't find the direct translation of the Filipino word "Kilig" but this simple five letter word and to most is very foreign sums all the feeling we have inside when we are infatuated, or if our crush sat beside us, or having feeling for the girl/boy and you know the feeling is mutual but unable to say it. This is the feeling of butterflies in our stomach, summersaults inside, heart skipping triple times and other discomfort we feel. Lately when you scan around the bookstores, the unearthly beings are dominating the scene and we crave for more realistic love affair. Thank goodness for other authors who still believe in the mystery of love without the godly beings or immortal creature. Having to purchase a contemporary book is a rare find. I have to be greatfull of my cousins who share the same passion of reading, without them I won't be able to know some books that are worth reading but are pushed back on the shelves because of the book series of the mythical bei...

Every year there are wishlist that needs to be filled out and each year I ran out of ideas that I can write and all the time I have books on those lists and this year is not different. For the first part of 2012 I thing I'm covered with these books.

kokology - [Japanese, kokoro, mind, spirit, feeling + Greek - logia , the study of] 1. A series of psycholigical games designed to uncover emotional and behavioral traits of players. 2. A popular term for the interpretation of the hidden meanings of human behavior and situational responses. From Kokology 2 I can't believe have not blogged about Kokology before. Anyway. There was a time in my life, maybe some of you did too, that I was confuse and I just wanted to find myself. I didn't know what I want, I didn't have plans for the future. Nothing, nada. Simply because I failed no.1 question. What do I want? To find out what I want I needed to know who am I. There are times that we enjoy people telling us what they think of us, because we didn't know we possess that kind of trait they were telling us about. As one Fishisms goes " you're not who you are. You're only what other people think of you." I had a one year journey in finding myself, in order t...

From the incantation song of the movie "Tangled", I cant help but sing the title when I found my book. By the River Piedra I sat down and Wept, the first words from the book of the same title. No matter how long it has been I will never forget the book. My favorite love quote is there. "But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current" That's why when we feel that little butterflies in our stomach most of us tried to resist it, deny it because if we allow a tiny portion of that feeling to affect us, soon enough it will consume us. I didn't put name on the book, the reason I knew it was mine because, most of the quotes were in a faint pencil underline. I read the first few pages and read the first quote underlined. It was like fire traveling from my feet up, until my cheeks are al...

If you're an avid book reader like me and most of my friends I am sure if there's a book sale or book fair you will be doing anything just to go there and get a glimpse even if it means you're not going to sleep yet. A month ago I knew that there will be a book sale thanks to my friend who will have their booth there. I made a note on my planner, whatever happens I will go with the hopes of finding some of the books that is on my list. Sadly since I went there Saturday and it started Wednesday, some of the books I want were out of stock already, but I made sure that Although it says 32nd Manila International Book Fair, I only started going to the book fair last year, because it was only last year that I was using my internet or more informative ways, like following blogs, using twitter and tumblr for informations re. sale or any useful tips, not just using my internet for games in facebook or cyber stalking. I found more books last year, probably the friend I went with last...