One day without a cam feels like a lifetime

Ayun oh!! Englesh!! ahahha!! maganda naman pakinggan kea siguro tama grammar ko...ahahaha!!

Photos by: Anna Cuevas ©2011


Ganun pala pakiramdam kapag nasanay ka na may camera...
Hindi ko kaya!! kahet un PNS ko nasa hiraman kea parang naawa ako nung time na yun sa sarili ko... hehehe!!

Ang dami ko nagawa kahapon without my beloved cam "Kanuto"... na miss ko siya kahapon...
Eto ang details:








Late Morning(pagod kasi galing sa FPPF):
Ginawa ko yung layout for the CD Cover ng FIRST EVER EVER EVER EVER EVENT na may income...hehehe!! Salamat Mami Zhay for the opportunity...

After Lunch:
Printing of the CD Cover sa Mega then sumakay na ako ng Jeep to Pagsanjan to give the pictures... Mami Zhay was satiesfied sa ginawa kong label and compilation ng mga pictures kaya...

She asked me kung pede daw ko sa isang Golden Wedding Event...
"HUWAW!! Wedding event, teka Ma'am Zhay sigurado kayo?!"
"Yes!"
"Teka ma'am, mag aaral muna ako ng mabuti about wedding events, hindi ko pa po kaya yan"
"Kaya mo yan, sige matagal pa naman un, basta ikaw ni recommend ko..."
"Wow!! Thank you po talaga!"


Off to Lumban, Laguna:
Nagulat si Thel nung nakita ako...
Ang tagal na kasi ako inaantay eh ahahha!! 2 weeks na ata...
ayun nagkakwentuhan kami habang check ko mga computer niya.

Jollibee, Pagsanjan:
Nag aantay sila Jelo,at Van sken para isama ako sa Magdalena...
Nung nakita ako, eto una nila sinabi...
"Nasan ang Camera mo?!" (BASAG!! ang puso ko,pina alala pa ahahha)
"Wala eh, kahet PNS wala..."
Nasanay na kasi sila na lage ako may dala PNS lalot magkikita kita kami...

"Tara na sakay ka na!"

Off to Lumban:
I was happy to see na lumalago ang business ni Jelo...
Syempre computer yun dun lang naman ako magaling eh!! ahahaha!! (maglaro ng dota)

Mahabang kwentuhan... habang lumalagok ng tig iisang bote ng redhorse...
Ang sarap sa pakiramdam na masakama ulet ang mga kaibigan...

9:20pm:
Inihatid na ako ni Van sa Mercury para mabili ang mga kailangan ko...
Toothpaste na maliit (para sa mga event na malalayo)
Myra E (para kay Princess at Sken)
Centrum (para saken)
Pistachios (my peybureyt)
Vcut (peybureyt ni Misis)
Polbo (Request ni Misis)
Hand sanitizer (Nahawa na kay Anna nursing kase)
Cotton Balls

Pag uwi ko...
wala pa din si Kanuto...
inantay ko pa siya bago ako nakatulog... hehehe!!
yan ang araw na wala akong nakapitan na Kamera...
wala lang...
PAMPAM lang hehehe!!

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Archive for March, 2007

Cookie

{ March 6, 2007 @ 8:13 pm } · { Web/Tech }
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a young lady was waiting for her flight
in the boarding room of a big airport…

as she would need to wait many hours,
she decided to buy a book to spend her time…

she also bought a packet of cookies…

she sat down in an armchair,
in the VIP room of the airport,
to rest and read in peace…

beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay,
a man sat down in the next seat,
opened his magazine and started reading…

when she took out the first cookie,
the man took one also…

she felt irritated but said nothing…

she just thought:
“What a nerve!! If I was in the mood,
I would punch him for daring!!”

for each cookie she took,
the man took one too…

this was infruriating her
but she didn’t want to cause a scene…

when only one cookie remained she thought:
“Ah… What this abusive man do now?!”

then,
the man,
taking the last cookie,
divided it into half,
giving her one half…

“Ah!! That was too much!!”
She was too angry now!!

In a huff,
she took her book,
her things,
and stormed to the boarding place…

when she sat down in her seat,
inside the plane,
she looked into her purse to take her eyeglasses,
and,
to her surprised,
her packet of cookies was there,
untouched,
unopened!!

she felt so ashamed!!
she realized that she was wrong…

she had forgotten that her cookies
were kept in her purse…

the man had divided his cookies with her,
without feeling angered or bitter…

while she had been very angry,
thinking that she was dividing her cookies with him…

and now there was no chance to explain herself…
nor to apologize…

there are four things you cannot recover…

the stone… after the throw!!
the word… afterit’s said!!
the occassion… after the loss!!
the time… after it’s gone!!

Dark Thought

{ March 1, 2007 @ 3:32 am } · { Books }
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i cant be a dummy…
if i know deep within me i’m real…

yet…
some people may misunderstood me…
don’t recognize my existence…
and don’t even bother to take…
a simple glimpse of my worth…

but this is what i want to say…
“What you see is never always what you get…”

“Judge me?!”

well…
it depends on what  you see…

but…
“Knowing me?!”
is your creativity to look deeper…

peel whatever cover you could see…
because deep within me is…
what makes me human…

not perfect…
just the real one…

Archive for July, 2007

Stop Comparing

{ July 26, 2007 @ 3:58 pm } · { Thoughts }
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We live in a pathologically dissatisfied world. And I’m going to tell you why. Because we love to compare. Go around the world and discover that people aren’t happy with their bodies. Filipinos want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners, and so buy bleaching stuff. Westerners want to own bronzed bodies like ours, and so purchase tanning lotions. Those with moles have them removed, while those who don’t strategically implant beauty spots. Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Ally McBeal, while others want to gain some baby fat to look like Drew Barrymore. When are we ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look? We live in a sick world. I tell you. And that sickness is comparisonitis. Take a look at wealth. When we drive our old Toyota , it really suits us fine. We feel blessed in fact when the rain pours outside and we feel snug and cozy on its faded upholstered seats. But the moment we see our own officemate (or neighbor, or buddy, or cousin, or brother) drive his sleek sky-blue, four-door, four-wheel-drive Rav4, we automatically feel like third class children of God. Next time we drive our bumpy, noisy, rusted, dilapidated Toyota (notice how all the defects come out all of a sudden?), we feel deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased, and only a little higher than the insects of the earth. Listen carefully. Bill Gates’ total assets are worth $60 billion. That’s more than the GNP of some small countries. Tiger Woods earns $80 million simply by smiling on TV in a Nike shirt. And the stars of the sitcom Friends are paid $50,000 per episode! My point? No matter how hard you work, there’ll still be some people who will be richer than you are. And there’ll be some people who will be more beautiful, have more sex appeal, have more boyfriends/girlfrie nds, and have more problems. Try it for once. Stop looking around. Don’t compare! Don’t compare her nose with your nose. Don’t compare his wife with your wife. Don’t compare his salary with your salary. Don’t compare her breast size with your breast size. Don’t compare her kid’s report card with your kid’s report card. Don’t compare his prayer group with your prayer group. Don’t compare her/his cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits. Stop comparing and start living and you’ll be happier with your life. This is crucial: The most difficult thing in the world is to be who you are not. Pretending and trying to be someone else is the official pastime of the human race. (I don’t think dogs and cats and cows and horses have this problem). And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself. Be happy. Live! There must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin or bumpy all over. Love who you are!

Archive for November, 2007

Love and Time

{ November 1, 2007 @ 5:37 pm } · { Poems }
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Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived:
Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it
was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed
boats and left. Except for Love.

Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last
possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
“Richness, can you take me with you?”
Richness answered, “No, I can’t. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat.
There is no place here for you.”

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel.
“Vanity, please help me!”
“I can’t help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat,” Vanity
answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked, “Sadness, let me go with you.”
“Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!”

Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear
when Love called her.

Suddenly, there was a voice, “Come, Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. So
blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going.
When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much
was owed the elder,

Love asked Knowledge, another elder, “Who Helped me?”
“It was Time,” Knowledge answered.
“Time?” asked Love. “But why did Time help me?”
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, “Because only Time is capable of
understanding how valuable Love is.”

Archive for May, 2009

My Shoutout

{ May 12, 2009 @ 11:16 pm } · { Thoughts }
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I’d rather be hated for who i am
than loved for who i am not…

I am my own person, with my own feelings, attitudes, changes
and I am not someone else.

No need to compare myself
and put myself on others standards and views…

Pull Off The Mask

{ May 12, 2009 @ 12:26 pm } · { Poems }
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Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Spinning a web
Of deceit.

I must unravel them;
I’m caught in the middle.
Choking me
With the thread
Of false tellings
A wild grin on his face.
Where is the friend
I once known?
I scrabble at your face
An attempt to pull off the mask.

Peices of skin go flying
Blood drips down your face
Your eyes grew brighter
And you tightened your grip round my throat.
I’m growing desperate now
Tears stream down my cheeks.
My friend exists no more
Replaced with a madman.

Liar, liar
You don’t feel guilty…
Do you?

The False Friend

{ May 12, 2009 @ 12:17 pm } · { Poems }
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You can find people that say they are your friend
But this is often not true and sends me round the bend
These are people that will often will talk just have fun
But will walk away once your use to them is done
They will say they care and think you are great
Then they hit you when you’re down these real mateI thought id found some that I could really trust
But I got to learn to be more careful I really must
For when I started to open up and reveal my heart
These friends ganged up turned simply tore ripped me apart…

Kalahating Araw... Bow!!

Kalahating araw ko pinaghirapan yung computer ko, plantsadong plantsado na eh!!
MERALCO!! baket?! huhuhuhuu!! trip nio lang bang magpatay ng ilaw saglit?! hindi ko na kayo maintindihan eh!! kalahating araw.... ilang segundo lang katapat sa inio!!

Turning off the electric supply while installing DeepFreeze is the WORST time!!
naman eh!! ang bait nio... masakit kea sa mata at un oras...

Well, wala na ako magagawa... aayusin ko nalang ulet... hmmmmppp!!

beRtDey!!

Yesterday was a wonderful day!! nagstart ang birthday ko ng 19 ng gabi hangang 21 ng umaga... maraming salamat at ramdam ko ang pagmamahal nio sakin...


Maraming salamat Lord for giving me these family and friends
Maraming salamat sa pamilya ko: Princess and Trishia
Maraming salamat sa mga magulang at biyenan ko...
Maraming salamat sa mga Uncles and Aunties ko at ni Princess
Maraming salamat Sir Joven sa pagkanta ng Happy Birthday!
Maraming salamat Sir Carlo and DCETOA
Maraming salamat BES Batchmates
Maraming salamat KLIK
Maraming salamat SCBC kahet hindi ako nasimba patuloy nio ako binabati
Maraming salamat mga pinsan kong magaganda at gwapo bloodline na naten yan...
Maraming salamat sa mga pinsan ni Princess
Maraming salamat sa mga kapatid ko at mga bayaw ko...
Maraming salamat sa mga co-teachers ko...
Maraming salamat sa dabarkadz
Maraming salamat sa Westside
Maraming salamat sa mga Theresian Students
Maraming salamat sa PGMNHS Batch 99
Maraming salamat sa Sta Cruz Riders Club
Maraming salamat sa mga kamag anak
Maraming salamat sa mga players ng TRIXZ

Kung may nakalimutan ako, wag sana magtampo, isa ka sa dahilan kung bakit masaya ang kaarawan ko...

Mahal ko kayo lahat!!

Eto ang Kwento Ko

April 14, 2011

Cramming!! ahhhh...
Ang sakit ng ulo ko nitong araw na ito.  Puyat na kailangan pang gumising ng maaga gawa ng summer class...
Ramdam na ramdam ko ang pagod at antok habang nag input ako ng mga grades sa computer.

April 15, 2011

Late!! whew!!
Yessssss!! tapos na ako mag input, hindi ko na kailangan magpuyat!! ahhhhh... ang SAR-AP!!
Para akong uhaw  na uhaw na nakatikim ng malamig na tubig....

Teka... may pasok nga pala ako ng alas otso... 9am na... late na ako!
Takbo papunta sa school, nagloloko ang motor ko at since malapit lang naman ako sa school kea nanakbo nalang ako...

Hingal...

Good Morning Chers!!
Nag aantay na ang nag iisang estudiante ko... ahahah!!
"Pasensiya na at late ako, babawi nalang ako next week."
"Sir, wala pong pasok next week!"
"Ahahah!! Wala ba?! Eh di next next week!!"

11:30am
Tutut!! Tutut!! 1 Message Received.
"Kent nasan ka na? Late na tau sa Body Painting." Ram

Shhheeet!! oo nga pala...
"Chers una na po ako at may gagawin pa ako... Salamat!!"

Nagkita na kami ni Ram sa Mini Stop at naglakad habang nainom ng palamig na bili namen sa Siomai King.
"Grabe ang init, summer na summer na!"

Ala una...
Nag umpisa na ang Body Painting, kahet pagod at puyat, nakuha pa din mag shoot dahil ang sarap sa pakiramdam kapag pinipindot ang trigger ng camera.

Alas Nwebe ng Gabi...
Antok na antok na, hindi na kayang imulat ng malaki ang mata, nakaupo nalang ang karamihan sa Klik sa mga tabi tabi dahil nakakaramdam na ng pagod, gutom at antok...

Unknown time... hehehe!!
Nakauwi na din sa wakas!! ramdam na ramdam ko ang kama sa aking likod... pero bago ako matulog, tiningnan ko muna ang camera ko kung may karga pa ang battery.

April 17, 2011

5:00am
Good Morning!! haaayyyy!! sarap!! pero bitin... gusto ko pa matulog... zzzzzz......

6:15am
Gising!! FPPF, Aliwan Festival 2011, 8am ang alis oo nga pala...

TO BE CONTINUED!!

bAkaS YoWn!!

hehehhe!!
saya naman, ang tagal ko nawala kasi dami trabaho...

bakasyon nah!!!!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!

la lang...

Tsk!! tSk!! tsK!!

Paano ma-delete ang mga images or messages sa group?

Facebook Facts:

Administrator abilities:
-Delete photos, comments, etc.
-Ban or permanantly ban users from the group.
-Give officer and administrator status to members of the group.
-Edit Group Info.
-Deactivate group.

Officer abilities:
-None. They are normal members of a group with their name and a description shown on the group page.
-They can only remove their own post or upload

Other Possibilities:
-Network Problem.
-Database Problem.
Just like what happened long ago na nawala mga images and friends sa FB.
-Hacked Admin account

Question:
-Why blame it to the members?
-Why create a new group? Purpose? When the old still exist? Pampalubag loob?
-Why kick a member? Dahil nag suggest ng tama?
-Anay? perwisyo talaga yan... tsk tsk tsk!!
-Ang orocan ba mas "plastik" or "HQ" pa sa tupperware? ^^