Wednesday, October 8, 2008

At The Beginning

We were strangersStarting out on a journey
Never dreamingWhat we'd have to go through
Now here we areAnd I'm suddenly standing
At the beginning with you

No one told meI was going to find you
UnexpectedWhat you did to my heart
When I lost hope You were there to remind me
This is the start

And Life is a road And I want to keep going
Love is a riverI wanna keep flowing
Life is a roadNow and foreverWonderful journey
I'll be there When the world stops turning
I'll be there When the storm is through
In the end I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you

We were strangers On a crazy adventure
Never dreaming How our dreams would come true
Now here we stand Unafraid of the future
At the beginning with you

And Life is a road And I want to keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep flowing
Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey
I'll be there When the world stops turning
I'll be thereWhen the storm is through
In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you

I knew there was somebody somewhere
Like me alone in the dark
Now I know my dream will live on
I've been waiting so long
Nothing's gonna tear us apart

Life is a road And I want to keep going
Love is a riverI wanna keep flowing
Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey
I'll be thereWhen the world stops turning
I'll be thereWhen the storm is through
In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you

Life is a road and I wanna keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep going on....
Starting out on a journey
Life is a road and I wanna keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep flowing
In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you.

i really love these song..
me and my babe's theme song.

hope you too guys will love it!!!


Sunday, October 5, 2008

KON by: Gardeopatra Quijano

kon duna pa koy mga pako,
molupad ako sa kahanginan,
nanawon ko ang nanagbakho,
akong lipayon,akong awitan;
pangitaon ko kinsay nagsubo,
iuli kanila ang naingnan

sama pa unta ako sa isda
salumon ko ang dagat maitum
pangitaon ko ang mga mutya
kuhaon ko ang tanang matahum
dad-on ko sila dinhi sa yuta
aron ang tanan magpahiyum

kon ako mao pa ang tubig
tumpagon ko kanang mga pangpang
ang kabugnaw ko akong iduhig
ug dugkaton ko ang mga batang
patagon ko ang bungtod dahilig
aron mobanos ang bag-ong kahimtang

kon ako pa kahay adlaw
dili ako patabon sa dag-um
ipabaha ko akong silaw
ihatag ko ang tanang katahum
aron kamong tanan matagbaw
mag awit, maglipay, magpahiyum

ug kon ako mao pa ang hangin
oh, hadlaon ko ang mga bulak
isabulak ko sa tanang daplin
ang mga gihay nga mangapulak
basin ang kahumot magpabilin
sudlon ang baho sa magbabalak

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Biography Nick Joaquin

Nick Joaquin
“National Artist for Literature”

Philippine Novelist, poet, playwright, and essayist in English”

Name: Nicomedes Marquez Joaquin
Aka: “Quijano de Manila”
Born: May 4, 1917 (Paco Manila on Calle Herran)
Died: April 29, 2004 (San Juan Metro Manila)
Parents: Atty. Leocadio Y. Joaquin (colonel of the Philippine Revolution)
Salome Marquez (school teacher)

Educational Background:

Elementary: Mapa High School in Intramuros
Secondary: Mapa High School in Intramuros (up to 3rd year)
College: St. Albert College in Hong Kong

Literary Career:

@17 – published his first poem I the Tribune the “WWII Manila Times”
1950 – Philippine Free Press: Proof Reader then later Literary Editor
1971 – Asia Philippine Leader: editor-in-chief
1990 – Philippine Graphic: Editor


1957- under a fellowship from the Harper Publishing Company in United States
and later in Mexico.

During Martial Law:
Keep himself busy compiling his Philippine Free Press Article for a series of
books, writing new plays and stories, publishing feature articles from time to
time, accepting commissions for biographies, and running a column “small beer”,
in one newspaper.

Literary Works:
* Authored more than 2 dozen books
1935 – Tribune, the WWII Manila Times
1945 – Three Generations
1952 – Prose and Poems
1962 – Selected Stories
1964 – La Naval de Manila and other Essays
1966 – A Portrait of the Artist as Filipino
1976 – Complete Poems and Plays of Joe Rizal (Translation of Rizal’s works in
1977 – Pocket Book Series:
Nora Aunor and other Profiles
Ronnie Poe and other Silhouettes
Reportage on Lovers
Reportage on Crime
Amalia Fuentes and other Etchings
Gloria Diaz and other Delineations
Dove lion and other Cameos
- Question of Heroes
1979 – Tropical Baroque
Father and Sons
The Beateas
1980 – Manila: Sin City and other Chronicles
- Language of the Street and other Essays
1983 – Cave and Shadows
1987 – Collected Verse
1988 – Culture and History
1991 – Manila, My Manila

Awards / Winnings:
1945 – best short story, “Three Generations”
1949 – won literary contest held by Dominicans
1960 – first Stone Hill Fellowship Award for “The Woman who had two Navels”
1961 – Republic Cultural Heritage Awards for literature
1964 – Patnubay ng Sining at Lakinangan Award
1976 – Conferred the title “National Artist in Literature”
Don Carlos Panca Memorial Award:
1958 – La Vidal
1965 – Dona Jeronima
1976 – The Beateas

Manila Critics Circles National Book Awards:
1983 – The Aquinos of Tarlac
1986 – The Quartet of the Tiger Moon: Scenes from the People Power
1988 – Culture and History: Occasional Notes on the Process of Philippine
1990 – The World of Damian Domingo: 19th Century Manila, co-written with
Luciano P.R. Santiago and James Ongpin
- The Enigma: The Profile of a Filipino as Manager

Received the ESSO Journalism Award Several Times

Wednesday, October 1, 2008



In the short story, I have reflected that even though men and women were different both must be treated fairly and equally. For God made us equal.

Like men, women must have the capacity to decide and fulfill their own
desires. Women must like men be the masters of them selves and not be the slave of anyone else. Women too have a brave side in them.

Another is that, we must not take revenge. For in taking vengeance we are also destroying our self. The Lord forgives those who have sinned against him, so why can’t we human forgive. The Lord said “You must forgive 70 x 7”.

Lastly, we must not be selfish in giving and sharing our love. The purpose why we live is of love. If each of us has love in our hearts then everybody would be peaceful and the world we are living will be at peace.



The short story shows the status of the women during the past. That woman is weak and men are superior over women. Before, women are deprived of her necessary rights that man had always enjoyed. During the past women were forced by their parents who are they going to marry and in some instance women are used as payments for debts.

In the story Agueda died miserably because her life was molded in to something she did not like. She was forced to marry Badoy Monitiya a very rich man who is madly in love with her. Her whole life was spent grieving, in fact he describe his husband as a devil, while she was being describe by her husband as a witch who ate Don Badoy Monitiya’s heart and drank his blood, meaning Agueda broke her heart despite of the love he gave.

MAY DAY EVE Synopsis


The ball had ended, the girls were sent upstairs to sleep, while the guest from Europe who were feeling bad for they want to party some more went out to finish their drink and have some more fun in that tropical country.

At the girls room Anastasia was telling the girls that witches were abroad for it was a night of divination, night of lovers, and those who cared might peer in a mirror and would there behold the face of whoever it was they were fated to marry. One girl told Anastasia to stop and get out of the room and told her that she is a witch, but another girl said that Anastasia is a maga and was born on Christmas Eve.

One girl is very eager and much interested on Anastasia’s story and want Anastasia to tell her everything, so Anastasia for tell to the girls what to do. That she must go to a mirror close her eyes and say, “mirror mirror show to me him whose woman I will be”, then Anastasia continued that if all goes right then her lover will appear above her left shoulder and if it does not go right she will see the devil.

Agueda walked to the hall down to the sala bravely. The girls have not able to stop her and in their facing the mirror, she whispered the incantation. Agueda felt different and after a while, she has a company.

Then she heared her little child talk that she almost forgets was in her lap. The child asks if what did she saw, if she saw the devil. Then she told her child that yes she saw the devil, it was smiling at her. The devil has a scar in its face like what his father has but the difference is that of the devil is a mark of sin while that of his father is a sign of honor. Agueda continued that the devil has mustache too but unlike to that of his husband that smells of tobacco and is gray, that of the devil is so black and elegant. Agueda told her child that if she does not want to see a devil, she must stop her habbit of always looking at the mirror.

“Charms Like Yours have no need for a candle, faire one” Badoy Monitiya told Agueda then mockingly told her how vain she is that even in the middle of the night she is looking at her face. Agueda got mad and was about to walk away, but Badoy stop her and told her that she cannot go upstairs until she will dance with him. For during the ball Agueda has not dance the polka with him. Forcefully Agueda refuses and then the two got into a talk fight. After a while Agueda piteously cried and Badoy felt sorry for it and ask forgiveness. He told Agueda that he would let her go upstairs if she will forgive him, but instead of forgiving Badoy, she bit his knucklesand fled upstairs.

Filled with pain, Badoy did not know what to do, If he will call his mother to let know what happened or he himself will go upstairs to the girls room and drag Agueda out of the house. Then it came to him how Agueda looks, those curves and that pretty face. Feeling the pain consciousness came that he must take revenge. Later he realize, he want to see, touch and hear her harsh voice. Then it came to his mind that he is madly deeply in love with her, yet he must let her pay.
One May Night Don Badoy Monitiya walks home not even caring to remember what happened years ago. He walks to the hall and as he glanced at the mirror, he suddenly felt something. A familiar sense, then he called the ghostly figure in front the mirror then saw that it was his grandson. Voltaire told his grandpa what the boys in school told him of how he could see his future wife. Don Badoy led his grandson into a seat, and then they talked. He told him about the witch he saw when he was about his age and was so vain that he wants to see himself dieing because of drunkenness. Voltaire ask how awful the witch look like, then he told his grandson that the witch he saw was a hell so very beautiful lad and how that witch ate his heart and drank his blood.

Voltaire told his grandpa what his mother told him, about the story of his grandma who as well is eager to see her lover but then saw the devil. At the very moment Don Badoy realized, that was so long ago. Now she was dead, perished, that she were at last at peace and that her body was free from the brutal pranks of the earth from the trap of a May Night, from a snare of summer.

Don Badoy went up to the window and with tears, reminisce that old love.

"MAY DAY EVE" Characters

Boys – good looking, drunk, arrogant, proud of themselves, elegant and
Girls – excited, struck and amused by the guests, weak, a little mean and are
afraid of witches
Anastasia – old woman, who is so obedient to her mistress, accused for being a
witch and believes in superstitious beliefs
Agueda – pretty, young woman who is so curious, hardheaded, brave and very
much willing to know her future husband
Badoy Monitiya – a vain good looking man who will do everything to get what he
wants and revengeful
Dona Agueda – old lady who has gray hair, full of sentiments, emotional and
Dona Agueda’s daughter – a vain curious girl, who is persistent to know about the
past of her mother
Don Badoy Monitiya – a great lover, emotional and full of sentiment old man,
who repents for what he has done to Agueda
Voltaire – Believe in superstitious belief and was like his grandma who at an early
age want to know who will he marry