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Ing Tutu na N'yan...(The Truth of the Matter...)

We all have our own circle of friends back home. We all have our own cherished moments with them which perhaps give us the confidence to say, “I can lose as many friends as I can here” Or maybe, we planted in our minds and hearts that all we are here for is solely to work and not to befriend or be a friend. How far will these principles bring us? Or how close will they draw us to being “truly” true to ourselves? I don’t know whether what I would further say will blow your top or not. But since being true is what you want I’ll give you a mild dose of it. And I hope this’ll tranquilize you. There’s a very thin line which separates being true from being immature. It is such a valued discipline to be able to master one’s emotions, that is; to be able to stay aware of what is happening inside or outside of you and then be over and above. I feel edgy to your reaction. And I really feel like punching your mouth. If I do so, do I satisfy your definition of truthfulness? And what if I d...

The BIG Thing

Let’s talk about BIG things! The feature which is most obvoius with Cef are his BIG eyeswhich can see the BIG and tiny things a friend does… I’ll speak for myself and for my noise-partner G2... G1 and G2 have been this big-eyed gentleman’s constant burden for the past months (and will still be in the coming days). Our noise, annoyance and troubles have added weight to his works and personal burdens. We knew it so well that oftentimes we caused him to blow his top… and consequently almost blew up our faces… he he he he! His BIG voice Now that is real speech power! “The word of the word” “Iz et? …are just two of the signatures of this young Dan Rather. Really… it’s like watching “CBS main news” live right in front of you every time you hear him speak… But, to G1 & G2 it’s more than the modulation and volume of his voice—it’s about giving his best in everything he does… Besides, that BIG voice is the very same voice that speaks for us to advocate our welfare. Sounds ...

Paglalayag

Friendship is a like a vessel drifted in the ocean. You plan for your port or your island to dock.. You also plan when… You also plan how… But the wind has its own will. And the waves, their own control. Perhaps, it was on your plan to meet us or maybe not… Perhaps the wind and the waves just agreed with your designed journey but then again, maybe not. Or perhaps they just tossed you to our life without you have ever planned for it. But anyhow—whether tossed, planned, blown, or whatever—we are glad that you landed to our life. given to Juan Carlos Francisco in Saudi Villa on his 26th birthday