I was about blank - teen when I went to PUP to take my entrance exam. I could not remember exactly where my room was but it was on 6th floor, west wing, odd number. I had to climb the stairs fronting Sampaguita. I had my mum with me (as opposed to many who brought their teams, clans and the whole barangay). I don't remember the whole exam except for the part I had placed my answers incorrectly on the sheet. This dawned on me the last few minutes when I reached the last question. I thought I was done with the test but there it was number 15 or so of the non verbal reasoning. Oblivious, I had skipped an item leaving me a number without any answer nor question.
The good luck lady smiled at me though. I was able to remember which answer went to what. I had done it like a speeding bullet.
Thankfully, I made it!
******
I wish the best of luck to all the examinees who took their test today! I hope the lady luck smiles at you!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Pop Corn Series: American Beauty and Harry Series
Every night's a movie date with my husband. Yes, every night. We never miss out a time where we can watch a film together. He gets to see more than I do during the day though but I think what he watches are the type that I wouldn't like. (While writing this though he vehemently denies it hehe).
Last night we saw American Beauty. Starring Khevin Spacey as a lousy husband with perverted mind and Annette Benning, a sex deprived bitch wife. They have a daughter together who was once sweet I guess you can say turned emo.
A family moves in next to their house. The guy was a former member of the marines while the mother was a patient of some sort from a hospital. Their son was a emo as Kevin's daughter can be except he is in the habit of taking videos of any kind (from things to people). I could not remember his name though but his pair of eyes are unforgettable. The father of that boy is shown as too strict and hates gays. The mother on the other hand is too meek and submissive. One time, the boy was hit by the father for prying the former's China wares in the curio. (gee whiz).
Little did that marine father know, his son is selling dope to Kevin Spacey. This went on for a couple of days until one time, Kevin waved at the boy to call him. The marine father became too suspicious. Eventually, he saw his son run an errand right at Kevin's house. Through the window panes, he saw his son giving a taboo to Kevin. That killed him.
To cut the long story short, the marine father killed Kevin. Now I am not telling the other aspects of the film (it has been a long day for me). I liked the movie nonetheless, not because of the perverted ideas that went in it but because it was unusual. You would have to see the film yourself to know what I am saying.
*****
Harry Potter, the boy I never wanted.
A gazzillion of people around that world has come to love and yes hate him. I was a fan of his (but not so much mind you) when the film started out. I in fact read the first book when my brother decided to purchase from a book store.
Just a couple of weeks ago, my husband downloaded all of the series except the last installment. We watched the first 3 (or 4) for 3 consecutive nights and it was a big pain to endure. Very long, shallow and boring. Too many points missed out and scenes that could have just been compressed in a matter of few minutes. Draining is the right word.
Acting wise, most (including the major actors) were not at par with seasoned actors such as Snapes and Malfoy's father or Doris (not my colleague) who for a short period of time replaced Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
What else is there to say other than the whole series is too formulaic.
I am being too kind with my post but it's as good as any bad movie that can put anyone to sleep.
Last night we saw American Beauty. Starring Khevin Spacey as a lousy husband with perverted mind and Annette Benning, a sex deprived bitch wife. They have a daughter together who was once sweet I guess you can say turned emo.
A family moves in next to their house. The guy was a former member of the marines while the mother was a patient of some sort from a hospital. Their son was a emo as Kevin's daughter can be except he is in the habit of taking videos of any kind (from things to people). I could not remember his name though but his pair of eyes are unforgettable. The father of that boy is shown as too strict and hates gays. The mother on the other hand is too meek and submissive. One time, the boy was hit by the father for prying the former's China wares in the curio. (gee whiz).
Little did that marine father know, his son is selling dope to Kevin Spacey. This went on for a couple of days until one time, Kevin waved at the boy to call him. The marine father became too suspicious. Eventually, he saw his son run an errand right at Kevin's house. Through the window panes, he saw his son giving a taboo to Kevin. That killed him.
To cut the long story short, the marine father killed Kevin. Now I am not telling the other aspects of the film (it has been a long day for me). I liked the movie nonetheless, not because of the perverted ideas that went in it but because it was unusual. You would have to see the film yourself to know what I am saying.
*****
Harry Potter, the boy I never wanted.
A gazzillion of people around that world has come to love and yes hate him. I was a fan of his (but not so much mind you) when the film started out. I in fact read the first book when my brother decided to purchase from a book store.
Just a couple of weeks ago, my husband downloaded all of the series except the last installment. We watched the first 3 (or 4) for 3 consecutive nights and it was a big pain to endure. Very long, shallow and boring. Too many points missed out and scenes that could have just been compressed in a matter of few minutes. Draining is the right word.
Acting wise, most (including the major actors) were not at par with seasoned actors such as Snapes and Malfoy's father or Doris (not my colleague) who for a short period of time replaced Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
What else is there to say other than the whole series is too formulaic.
I am being too kind with my post but it's as good as any bad movie that can put anyone to sleep.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Photo walk, kutsinta at iba pa
Big congratulations to the PUP Department of History and PUP Samahan ng mga Mag-aaral ng Kasaysayan for a very successful photo walk activity. Kudos! It was a great learning experience not only for students but to us (teachers) as well. I look forward for yet another series with you guys, sirs and mam. Who knows, our next stop would be up north or down south. Cheers!
*****
Our activity held last January 25 was met by quite a lot of surprises. I was met by a group of students huddled around the fountain early in the morning. Few meters away was Jordy, PUPSMK president and Jeriece, the treasurer. Next to them were clusters of policemen in different shades of blue and grey (black actually). It was as though Borne movie was being shot right where we were at. They were probably around 15 policemen and 10 SWAT officers. It was a little bit intimidating but right there it dawned on me the weight of this activity. (please excuse my being randomness).
Dressed in black shirts (both students and faculty members), the bystanders must have thought we were on strike or lamenting over the loss of someone imminent to our organization. Regardless of what, I felt secured. We felt secured.
Much thanks to you guys (the policemen) for accommodating our request!
******
My aim is to finish reading a book at least a day. I decided to read Ambeth's book, Rizal without the overcoat since his stlye of writing wasn't too difficult to read (not that I am being too lazy). I chanced upon a chapter of his book about Kapitan Tiago's house in Binondo! We may have missed the information but certainly not the place!
*****
*****
Our activity held last January 25 was met by quite a lot of surprises. I was met by a group of students huddled around the fountain early in the morning. Few meters away was Jordy, PUPSMK president and Jeriece, the treasurer. Next to them were clusters of policemen in different shades of blue and grey (black actually). It was as though Borne movie was being shot right where we were at. They were probably around 15 policemen and 10 SWAT officers. It was a little bit intimidating but right there it dawned on me the weight of this activity. (please excuse my being randomness).
Dressed in black shirts (both students and faculty members), the bystanders must have thought we were on strike or lamenting over the loss of someone imminent to our organization. Regardless of what, I felt secured. We felt secured.
Much thanks to you guys (the policemen) for accommodating our request!
******
My aim is to finish reading a book at least a day. I decided to read Ambeth's book, Rizal without the overcoat since his stlye of writing wasn't too difficult to read (not that I am being too lazy). I chanced upon a chapter of his book about Kapitan Tiago's house in Binondo! We may have missed the information but certainly not the place!
*****
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
And the best actor is..
Three months without watching anything from cable T.V. might have put anyone off or feel oblivious. Who wouldn't? Where else (aside from frequent surfing on the net) can anybody get instant and live feed news other than T.V. (although some would most likely say they listen over the radio).
It was my routine every morning to watch news from channel 7. Although letting the T.V. set turned on for almost an hour, right from the time I got up from bed, I mostly missed some of the news reports. Or if not, I paid less attention because of 'useless' tidbits (chicka minutes included) aired over the waves.
From the time my husband and I moved in the new place, we sort of decided not to avail any services from T.V. cable. I was restless. I wanted what was going on. I could access news from my phone but have to pay at a certain price. Two weeks passed by, I was calm. The reason perhaps was that I became less involved with the national political issues or dramas by bruhahas among others.
This year the country is 'bedazzled' by Corona's impeachment. I can only thank my husband that we decided to live without T.V. No extra bills to pay, no failed cable connections. No more of foreign shows that hog the cable. Adieu
****
Out of curiosity of Corona's trial, I checked out inquirer page. On the left side of the news page was series of pictures with candid description. One in particular caught my attention. Tupas.
On the same page where the photo was, I scrolled past the two main paragraphs and chuckled a laugh at Tupas' opening statement. I thought it was funny and very hollow to say the least.
If I was one of those few good men to judge their souls, I would have probably said, "Anyone who is free of guilt or sin, cast thy stone to the accused individual." I am very sure (and my 'shupatembangs' at school) would nod their heads in agreement--- that almost all individuals tapped to play the roles of judges are needless to say, Janus faced. Batu bato sa langit, ang tamaan fangit.
It was my routine every morning to watch news from channel 7. Although letting the T.V. set turned on for almost an hour, right from the time I got up from bed, I mostly missed some of the news reports. Or if not, I paid less attention because of 'useless' tidbits (chicka minutes included) aired over the waves.
From the time my husband and I moved in the new place, we sort of decided not to avail any services from T.V. cable. I was restless. I wanted what was going on. I could access news from my phone but have to pay at a certain price. Two weeks passed by, I was calm. The reason perhaps was that I became less involved with the national political issues or dramas by bruhahas among others.
This year the country is 'bedazzled' by Corona's impeachment. I can only thank my husband that we decided to live without T.V. No extra bills to pay, no failed cable connections. No more of foreign shows that hog the cable. Adieu
****
Out of curiosity of Corona's trial, I checked out inquirer page. On the left side of the news page was series of pictures with candid description. One in particular caught my attention. Tupas.
On the same page where the photo was, I scrolled past the two main paragraphs and chuckled a laugh at Tupas' opening statement. I thought it was funny and very hollow to say the least.
If I was one of those few good men to judge their souls, I would have probably said, "Anyone who is free of guilt or sin, cast thy stone to the accused individual." I am very sure (and my 'shupatembangs' at school) would nod their heads in agreement--- that almost all individuals tapped to play the roles of judges are needless to say, Janus faced. Batu bato sa langit, ang tamaan fangit.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
My Manila Project: Ang Propesora quibs
My Manila Project: Ang Propesora quibs: Have you taken the time to look around you? Or while you're walking down the street, you see people with particular mannerisms (this may mea...
Friday, January 13, 2012
If only..
If only everything was free, perhaps in a span of few minutes (or hours on end) I would be happy. I would not let worry saddle up my shoulder and tinker my brains. If only, yes, if only.
If only I could just dally the whole week long, perhaps I would not have any white strand of hair. I would not stress myself over tumultuous volumes of papers I need to read or check for the matter. If only, sure, if only.
If only the economy was great, it would not cross my mind taking a second job. I would simply lounge in a comfy chair with my laptop on my lap. I would have probably made more than a thousand digital art pieces. If only, I sure wish if only.
If only Gibo won as president, I'd be extremely happy. I would offer pretty (physical and metaphorical) remarks to the chosen guy and believe he could straighten the unrighteous path. If only, holy guacamole, if only.
If only I could just dally the whole week long, perhaps I would not have any white strand of hair. I would not stress myself over tumultuous volumes of papers I need to read or check for the matter. If only, sure, if only.
If only the economy was great, it would not cross my mind taking a second job. I would simply lounge in a comfy chair with my laptop on my lap. I would have probably made more than a thousand digital art pieces. If only, I sure wish if only.
If only Gibo won as president, I'd be extremely happy. I would offer pretty (physical and metaphorical) remarks to the chosen guy and believe he could straighten the unrighteous path. If only, holy guacamole, if only.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Yellow, is it me you're looking for?
I liked 'yellow' a lot when I was a kid. I had worn it from head to toe. I even played 'Yellow 5' back when Bioman became the kids' champions in the old days. Why yellow? To me, it represented happiness and warmth (also because all of the best colors were already 'dibbed' by my playmates). I started liking other colors few years after My closet was filled mostly by anything 'pink, red, white and purple.' Hardly a yellow until today.
I went to school wearing a yellow blouse which I bought from a colleague. I remember I had sworn never to wear such kind of hue due to a particular reason (ahem, let us put politics aside). I over heard one of my colleagues said she disliked it (haha, why not, she can say whatever she wants after all this is a free country.. isn't it?). For her and the general public, yellow is singularly tied with the current and his forebear's administration. I am not going to contest it but rather add more to the meaning of yellow instead.
Yellow, from a magazine I read years back, means 'jealousy.' This is particularly true with flowers. So if a guy decides to give the apple of his eyes a bundle of yellow roses, the message he wants to convey might be obscured by the color. I am very sure he would not want to sing 'teach me how to douggie,' when his romance fails.
Speaking of songs, yellow is linked with Orlando and Dawn's "Tie me a yellow ribbon around the ole oak tree." It's quite a familiar tune that everyone just simply hums along and taps their fingers. The song implies that should the girl still be in love with a guy who is leagues away (or in prison), she must tie a yellow ribbon around that tree.
The song was later revived when the US Embassy in Tehran, Iran was taken over by a group of ideological slash leftist students. Quoting my husband, Ayatollah Khomeini refused to alleviate the situation and instead said that it was the students who had done the hostage taking. The employees were mostly Americans (and marines at that). Thus reverberating the cause to free the victims, the song was played on the airwaves. "Tie me a yellow ribbon around that ole oak tree."
Yellow represents victory too especially in sports. If you know Lance Armstrong, then chances are you may wish to wear a yellow shirt too. It is the color for the champion in Tour de France which begins and ends in Paris, France.
The color is also a Janus faced. While it represents success in certain areas, it is also associated with defeat or cowardliness. Jeff, my other half shares some tid bits:
"Back in 1800's, yokels chided individuals who were coward by saying, "Are yer yellah? or 'R yer yeller?"
He added that this quote was frequently heard from western type of movies. "What's the matter" Are you afraid to see Tommy outside? Are yer yellah?"
Yellow too became the attributed color for the Asians used by other races (Westerners). There is a hint of bias and discrimination by such term.
The color is likewise linked with diseases such as Hepatitis and more.
The meaning of yellow may go on until the next few pages. Should I wear any clothe with that same color? Maybe yes.. maybe no. I say 'its all depends.'
I went to school wearing a yellow blouse which I bought from a colleague. I remember I had sworn never to wear such kind of hue due to a particular reason (ahem, let us put politics aside). I over heard one of my colleagues said she disliked it (haha, why not, she can say whatever she wants after all this is a free country.. isn't it?). For her and the general public, yellow is singularly tied with the current and his forebear's administration. I am not going to contest it but rather add more to the meaning of yellow instead.
Yellow, from a magazine I read years back, means 'jealousy.' This is particularly true with flowers. So if a guy decides to give the apple of his eyes a bundle of yellow roses, the message he wants to convey might be obscured by the color. I am very sure he would not want to sing 'teach me how to douggie,' when his romance fails.
Speaking of songs, yellow is linked with Orlando and Dawn's "Tie me a yellow ribbon around the ole oak tree." It's quite a familiar tune that everyone just simply hums along and taps their fingers. The song implies that should the girl still be in love with a guy who is leagues away (or in prison), she must tie a yellow ribbon around that tree.
The song was later revived when the US Embassy in Tehran, Iran was taken over by a group of ideological slash leftist students. Quoting my husband, Ayatollah Khomeini refused to alleviate the situation and instead said that it was the students who had done the hostage taking. The employees were mostly Americans (and marines at that). Thus reverberating the cause to free the victims, the song was played on the airwaves. "Tie me a yellow ribbon around that ole oak tree."
Yellow represents victory too especially in sports. If you know Lance Armstrong, then chances are you may wish to wear a yellow shirt too. It is the color for the champion in Tour de France which begins and ends in Paris, France.
The color is also a Janus faced. While it represents success in certain areas, it is also associated with defeat or cowardliness. Jeff, my other half shares some tid bits:
"Back in 1800's, yokels chided individuals who were coward by saying, "Are yer yellah? or 'R yer yeller?"
He added that this quote was frequently heard from western type of movies. "What's the matter" Are you afraid to see Tommy outside? Are yer yellah?"
Yellow too became the attributed color for the Asians used by other races (Westerners). There is a hint of bias and discrimination by such term.
The color is likewise linked with diseases such as Hepatitis and more.
The meaning of yellow may go on until the next few pages. Should I wear any clothe with that same color? Maybe yes.. maybe no. I say 'its all depends.'
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Ang Propesora quibs
Have you taken the time to look around you? Or while you're walking down the street, you see people with particular mannerisms (this may mean observing the same lot for a couple of minutes or hours on end and they wind up doing the same idiosyncrasy )? Watching people has been my.. hobby. I always thought you could write a short novel about them. Each individual, by way of looking, has so many things to tell. Their stories might even resemble Hollywood films or may go beyond comparison.
I had brought this up to my husband. Or was it one time when he was so fed up watching soaps he blurted out a unique idea. "Directors should consider this style of narration. I'd be a taxi driver and would often overhear passengers talk about their life. With my big imaginative brain, my mind would wander off to that piece of story I heard from my passenger. The story would snow ball from there!"
**
Observing people. This reminds me of some incidents I and my other half have experienced. Bato-bato sa langit, ang tamaan fangit.
Transporter. This is not about Jason Stratham and his wild action flick, "Transporter." But rather, refers to people who are carriers of diseases in close compartments or space. I've been commuting to school via LRT. I liked it very much (who wouldn't?) except for the fact that most people are careless. They do not bother covering their mouths whenever they cough or sneeze! I shouldn't over react but I can't! After watching a documentary (from discovery) about the spread of diseases (like wild fire), I have become somewhat paranoid. A person who sneezes and unfortunately, forgets to cover his nose or mouth becomes an instant Transporter. He hastily spreads the diseases from point A (where he is standing) all the way up to the last coaster of the train! Eeeks!
Tampons. For lack of a better word to describe, tampon (yes, you know what I mean here) is about a person or group of people who usually follows a crowd in a general direction suddenly stops walking and blocks the flow. The symptoms are any of the following:
1. Slow walker yet occupies too much of a space.
2. Texting while chatting to mates.
3. A sudden quib with a loved one (a manifesto of love, like a guy embraces the girl at the center of path way or shattered love where couple not only breaks their hearts but each others' faces).
4. A group of old people who suddenly realized they wanted to go the opposite direction (meaning, do a counter flow).
Narcisiticus Salamin-ae. I am guilty of this 'crime' and so is 98% of the population (data need not apply). Narcisisticus Salamin-ae (like 'hey' without h) are individuals who are too conscious of how they appear even though they know exactly how they looked like before they left for school or some place else. You can find them anywhere provided there are mirrors or glass panes (like windows or cars).
Exorcist. It refers not to individuals who are the actual exorcists but rather their mannerisms comparable to misbehaved and benighted spirits. Exorcists have eyes that resembles that of the devil and can even rotate their heads 360 degrees. In real life, these are people who are pissed off at others. The sharp mean look on their eyes tells you not to stare back. As the exorcists walk past the poor beings, the former quips incomprehensible words and rotate their heads 360 degrees. Scary!!
to be continued.. or maybe not.
Cheerio!
I had brought this up to my husband. Or was it one time when he was so fed up watching soaps he blurted out a unique idea. "Directors should consider this style of narration. I'd be a taxi driver and would often overhear passengers talk about their life. With my big imaginative brain, my mind would wander off to that piece of story I heard from my passenger. The story would snow ball from there!"
**
Observing people. This reminds me of some incidents I and my other half have experienced. Bato-bato sa langit, ang tamaan fangit.
Transporter. This is not about Jason Stratham and his wild action flick, "Transporter." But rather, refers to people who are carriers of diseases in close compartments or space. I've been commuting to school via LRT. I liked it very much (who wouldn't?) except for the fact that most people are careless. They do not bother covering their mouths whenever they cough or sneeze! I shouldn't over react but I can't! After watching a documentary (from discovery) about the spread of diseases (like wild fire), I have become somewhat paranoid. A person who sneezes and unfortunately, forgets to cover his nose or mouth becomes an instant Transporter. He hastily spreads the diseases from point A (where he is standing) all the way up to the last coaster of the train! Eeeks!
Tampons. For lack of a better word to describe, tampon (yes, you know what I mean here) is about a person or group of people who usually follows a crowd in a general direction suddenly stops walking and blocks the flow. The symptoms are any of the following:
1. Slow walker yet occupies too much of a space.
2. Texting while chatting to mates.
3. A sudden quib with a loved one (a manifesto of love, like a guy embraces the girl at the center of path way or shattered love where couple not only breaks their hearts but each others' faces).
4. A group of old people who suddenly realized they wanted to go the opposite direction (meaning, do a counter flow).
Narcisiticus Salamin-ae. I am guilty of this 'crime' and so is 98% of the population (data need not apply). Narcisisticus Salamin-ae (like 'hey' without h) are individuals who are too conscious of how they appear even though they know exactly how they looked like before they left for school or some place else. You can find them anywhere provided there are mirrors or glass panes (like windows or cars).
Exorcist. It refers not to individuals who are the actual exorcists but rather their mannerisms comparable to misbehaved and benighted spirits. Exorcists have eyes that resembles that of the devil and can even rotate their heads 360 degrees. In real life, these are people who are pissed off at others. The sharp mean look on their eyes tells you not to stare back. As the exorcists walk past the poor beings, the former quips incomprehensible words and rotate their heads 360 degrees. Scary!!
to be continued.. or maybe not.
Cheerio!
Monday, January 9, 2012
Department of Tourism needs a good swat on the butt
Unfortunately, I was already on board the train when one of my students sent me a text message.
"Confirmed na po, walang pasok today."
"Next station, Pureza."
Great. That was the only thing I could think of but no worries. I went to school nonetheless. I saw a lot of students waiting outside the university. It was as though they were waiting for a miracle to happen but alas there was none.
I went to CA Office and fortunately saw some of my colleagues. As usual, we had chitchat about here and that til Sir Dong inquired about my thread on Department of Tourism's slogan. I told him it was an extra activities I gave to my students. It was from him that I learned that DOT has been slacking too much. The creativity gene pool of people in the office committed suicide. Can that be the reason why they could not come up with original title for their ad campaign? Please see this link on DOT's copycat issue.
I've read so many great slogans from my students who participated in the discussion #16 . I can not say much for DOT nor to their ad company they hired. Shame. Big shame. Is there really more fun in copying others' ideas? Is it fun to shell out money (Php 5M to the ad company who 'coined' the slogan) to something not even worth a dime?
Ang Propesora rambles.
"Confirmed na po, walang pasok today."
"Next station, Pureza."
Great. That was the only thing I could think of but no worries. I went to school nonetheless. I saw a lot of students waiting outside the university. It was as though they were waiting for a miracle to happen but alas there was none.
I went to CA Office and fortunately saw some of my colleagues. As usual, we had chitchat about here and that til Sir Dong inquired about my thread on Department of Tourism's slogan. I told him it was an extra activities I gave to my students. It was from him that I learned that DOT has been slacking too much. The creativity gene pool of people in the office committed suicide. Can that be the reason why they could not come up with original title for their ad campaign? Please see this link on DOT's copycat issue.
I've read so many great slogans from my students who participated in the discussion #16 . I can not say much for DOT nor to their ad company they hired. Shame. Big shame. Is there really more fun in copying others' ideas? Is it fun to shell out money (Php 5M to the ad company who 'coined' the slogan) to something not even worth a dime?
Ang Propesora rambles.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
It's more fun in the Philippines
The Department of Tourism has been the recipient of too many compliments and needless to say complaints from fellow Filipinos and netizens. The title itself begged from others a lot of memes (you can check them out from reddit webpage for pictures and comments). Why is it more fun in the Philippines?
I've asked my students the same questions and here are some of their replies:
Eileen Aquino, BSBA-MM-3-1N
I guess, It's more fun here in the Philippines because:
* Filipinos are Happy People :D. Marks of Happiness can be seen on their faces despite of the difficult situations they had.
* Filipinos are family-oriented people. The values and principles being implemented here are much greater than in any other country.
Jefferson Galang, BSBA-MM-3-1N
• Mga Pilipino ay likas na matulungin sa kapwa at positibong tao kahit na alam mong maraming problema kinakaharap ang bansa umaasa sila na may maganda pa din kahihinatnan itong nangyari na ito.
• Sa pilipinas may mga kakaibang transportasyon katulad na lang ng “jeepney”, “kalesa”, “tricycle”, na masasabi nating kakaiba. At madaming mga namamangha dayuhan kapag nakikita nila ito
• Dito lang sa pinas nagkakaroon ng “fiesta o pista” sa bawat barangay at itoý ay ipinagdiriwang nila.
• FoodStreets or Pagkain sa mga Kalsada
• Mga Pilipino ay Likas na masiyahin.
• Maituturing natin ang Pilipinas na isa sa mga bansa na nabigyan ng maganda at maraming likas na yaman na kung saan maraming mga lugar na maituturing natin “Tourist Destination” halimbawa na dito ang ‘Puerto Prinsesa Underground River” na kung saan napasama ito sa “7 Wonders of nature” marami ring mga tourist spot na maipagmamalaki ang Pinas: ito ay tulad ng “Boracay,Banaue Rice terraces, Mayon Volcano, , at marami pang iba,..”
Apple Joy Roxas, BSBA-MM-3-5
Its more fun here in the Philippines because:
* Filipinos despite of life vicissitudes is still happy and full of hope. You can always find Filipino smiling and praying.
* You can find here the delicious balut and the mouth-watering isaw and quail egg in every corner of the street.
To view their comments, please click this link.
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It is more fun in the Philippines (batu-bato sa langit, ang tamaan fangit):
- lean meat sold from the supermarket is not really lean like what they say. If the whole bit is covered with tattered white bits, then it must be fat.
- it is only here where you can drink root beer (Sarsi) with egg yolk
- taking showers during wake is forbidden
- smoking jeepney commuters are selective signage readers
- internet providers trick their customers
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
My Internet Provider: A Paradox
I know you've been reading my posts at facebook lately. I am pretty sure you have seen how much I adore NOT this company for a number of reasons. A word that aptly describes how this provider is paradox.. better yet .. irony.
Just late last year my husband and I decided to avail the service of this company. Why not? We've been with them for about 3 years or less. Sure, we've encountered so many problems with them. We have even filed so many reports on phone and e-mails to their customer hotline about their poor (extremely below the belt) service. I can only think how fed up they were with us (as we are with them) that the minute we filed a report, an immediate action would ensue.
The happy days unfortunately I can recall with this company were the moments we can surf the internet quite (but not really) fast. I could downstream videos from youtube in minutes. My husband had little problems downloading songs for me. I could attach large files. There was no limit. Broadband capping did not exist in either of our minds... until December 26th.
When we finally moved out to our new home, we immediately went with globe. The customer representative was polite and provided as an info slash application paper. She just marked the boxes where I had to fill out. It was like an examination paper where I had to fill them out really fast. I handed out the application form back to her and she told me that our internet will be installed in a matter of days. Hooray to that. But not for long.
Three days after we got our internet, the speed went so slow I could hardly open a page. My husband was irritated and so was I. I called the customer rep and this is what she had said to me:
CR: sorry mam, you have maxed out your allotted bandwidth per day.
Me: what?
CR: you are only allowed to have 1 gig per day for your bandwidth
Me: what? Nobody told us that
CR: sorry, but try to refresh your page past midnight. If you download more videos or music, your internet speed will be reduced from about 30 to 70%
Me: what!? My husband and I want out. We were never told about this!!
To cut the story short, the provider lied to us. There was none what so ever in their brochure that said about broadband capping (or more appropriately in their fair usage policy-- internet limit per day). Sure they have link to their web page but it is a bad url.
A customer has rights in the same manner as the company does. We have paid for a 1mbps with them and the company has agreed to it. Unfortunately, they switched it with something less fruitful.
*hinga ng malalim*
In my total dismay with this crappy provider, I wrote this on my sticky note:
Wag magtaka kung ang internet service ay mabagal. Hindi yan dahil sa may dina-download ka, or bumagyo (pero maaraw naman). Hindi rin yan dahil sa nahipan ng hanging ang inyong connection or mabagal kumurap ang ilaw ng inyong modem.
Ang pinirmahang kontrata na serbisyong dapat ibigay ng provider sa customers ay isang heritage at pangalang dapat tupdin.
NGUNIT, sa kabila ng nasabing pagbibigay ng wastong serbisyo
binabawasan nila ang speed ng internet na hindi naman dapat. Ito ba ang isang uri ng kompanyang gusto nyong kunan ng serbisyo?
Pay not if you don't get the service you have paid for.
Ask not for they shall not tell.
Tell they will but it shall be sugar coated with lies.
Keep thyself at bay from this provider (hopefully at all times).
When they said unlimited, it is not true.
Blatant LIE!!
NOTE: This is my experience. This is what I felt. This is what I think.
Just late last year my husband and I decided to avail the service of this company. Why not? We've been with them for about 3 years or less. Sure, we've encountered so many problems with them. We have even filed so many reports on phone and e-mails to their customer hotline about their poor (extremely below the belt) service. I can only think how fed up they were with us (as we are with them) that the minute we filed a report, an immediate action would ensue.
The happy days unfortunately I can recall with this company were the moments we can surf the internet quite (but not really) fast. I could downstream videos from youtube in minutes. My husband had little problems downloading songs for me. I could attach large files. There was no limit. Broadband capping did not exist in either of our minds... until December 26th.
When we finally moved out to our new home, we immediately went with globe. The customer representative was polite and provided as an info slash application paper. She just marked the boxes where I had to fill out. It was like an examination paper where I had to fill them out really fast. I handed out the application form back to her and she told me that our internet will be installed in a matter of days. Hooray to that. But not for long.
Three days after we got our internet, the speed went so slow I could hardly open a page. My husband was irritated and so was I. I called the customer rep and this is what she had said to me:
CR: sorry mam, you have maxed out your allotted bandwidth per day.
Me: what?
CR: you are only allowed to have 1 gig per day for your bandwidth
Me: what? Nobody told us that
CR: sorry, but try to refresh your page past midnight. If you download more videos or music, your internet speed will be reduced from about 30 to 70%
Me: what!? My husband and I want out. We were never told about this!!
To cut the story short, the provider lied to us. There was none what so ever in their brochure that said about broadband capping (or more appropriately in their fair usage policy-- internet limit per day). Sure they have link to their web page but it is a bad url.
A customer has rights in the same manner as the company does. We have paid for a 1mbps with them and the company has agreed to it. Unfortunately, they switched it with something less fruitful.
*hinga ng malalim*
In my total dismay with this crappy provider, I wrote this on my sticky note:
Wag magtaka kung ang internet service ay mabagal. Hindi yan dahil sa may dina-download ka, or bumagyo (pero maaraw naman). Hindi rin yan dahil sa nahipan ng hanging ang inyong connection or mabagal kumurap ang ilaw ng inyong modem.
Ang pinirmahang kontrata na serbisyong dapat ibigay ng provider sa customers ay isang heritage at pangalang dapat tupdin.
NGUNIT, sa kabila ng nasabing pagbibigay ng wastong serbisyo
binabawasan nila ang speed ng internet na hindi naman dapat. Ito ba ang isang uri ng kompanyang gusto nyong kunan ng serbisyo?
Pay not if you don't get the service you have paid for.
Ask not for they shall not tell.
Tell they will but it shall be sugar coated with lies.
Keep thyself at bay from this provider (hopefully at all times).
When they said unlimited, it is not true.
Blatant LIE!!
NOTE: This is my experience. This is what I felt. This is what I think.
My Manila Project
Welcome everyone to my blog - My Manila Project and a blessed New Year to everyone.
You are probably asking why make another blog after "Ang Propesora"? Is 1 not enough? (or two?)
My Manila Project is my very own portal towards voicing opinions on various subject matters. While it is true that I can post anything I want at Ang Propesora, I prefer not to do so.
Before I let my rantings begin, welcome again and I hope you enjoy reading my tidbits.
Muchas gracias and Happy New Year to everyone!
You are probably asking why make another blog after "Ang Propesora"? Is 1 not enough? (or two?)
My Manila Project is my very own portal towards voicing opinions on various subject matters. While it is true that I can post anything I want at Ang Propesora, I prefer not to do so.
Before I let my rantings begin, welcome again and I hope you enjoy reading my tidbits.
Muchas gracias and Happy New Year to everyone!
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