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Isang Ondoy ka lang

  • Oct. 5th, 2009 at 12:48 AM

Love one another as I have loved you, ito ang tema ng selebrasyon kanina sa simbahan. Sabi nga ito raw ang pang labing isang commandment na iniatas ng Diyos sa atin. Sa ebanghelyo

nga kanina binasa ang istorya ng mabuting Samaritano na nagalay ng kanya mabuting loob sa kapwa, tamang tama sa sitwasyon na mayroon ang bayan natin ngayon. Sadyang itinakda ang

bawat araw na nangyayari.

Masasabi natin na isa na sa kinatatakutan nating mga Pilipino ay ang mga paparating na bagyo. Kahaling ng ating takot ang mga trahedyang minsan nang sumakop sa atin. Noong una,

napapanood ko lang sa TV ang mga taong nasalanta ng bagyo umaakyat sa bubong at naninirahan dun ng ilang oras o araw. Hindi ko lubos maisip na minsan sa aking buhay ako rin ay

magiging biktima nang ganong insidente.

Sabado ng umaga, una akong kinatok ng aking tatay para magtaas ng gamit. Naririnig galing sa aming bubong ang lakas ng patak ng ulan ngunit wala sa aking isip na ito 19y magdadala ng

isang matinding baha sa aming lugar. Sanay na kami na kahit gaano na katindi ang ulan hangga 19t hindi nagpapalabas ng tubig ang dam malapit sa amin ay hindi kami babahain. Hindi na namin

alam sino ang sisisihin marahil talagang ang insidenteng ito ay likha ng tao na. Nakapag-agahan pa kami nung araw na iyon habang umuulan sa labas. Kampante kami na hindi kami babahain

at tila nanonood pa ng TV ang aking mga magulang habang pinagmamasdan ang kalye. Bandang alas-siete ng umaga ng kami nagulat at ng may nakausap ang aking tatay na mataas na ang

tubig sa tabi naming subdibisyon. Agad kaming nagtaas ng gamit at madali namin itong iniakyat sa kanya kanya nilang lugar. Alam na naming hanggang saan ang magiging baha sa amin pero

nagulantang kami ng hindi lang dun sa minarkahan namin. Ang dating namin pinaglalagyan ng gamit ay tila nabago. Una nalang namin sinalba ang mga gamit na tila importante at kailangan

namin. Mayroon nga kaming nakalimutan na at nasalanta nalang. Una kong sinalba ang aking buhay, ang aking laptop. Bandang 11:30 nang wala na kaming magagawa kundi isalba nalang

ang aming sarili, mataas na rin ang baha sa aming baha na tila hindi tumitigil sa pag agos. Buti nalang at andun ang aking tatay na ginamit ang kanya pagka seaman at nagtali ngayon sa

dalawang poste ng aming bahay para kami ay makapunta sa bubong. Habang pinapanood ko ang agos ng tubig, labas pasok sa aming bakuran hindi ko lubos maisip na minsan nanonood lang

ako ng TV at nakikita ko mga taong asa bubong na ngayon isa narin ako sa biktima ng isang trahedya. Halo-halo ang aking nararamdaman noon, halong lamig, poot, takot, at kung ano pa

man. Blangko ang aking utak hindi lubos mawari kung anong klaseng pagsubok ang pumasok sa amin. Buti nga kamo naaalala ko pa ang bawat minutong nangyari sa amin. Alas siete na ng

gabi nung inisip kong bumaba na sa aming bubong. Ako'y lamig na lamig na noon na ang tanging balubal ko lang ay ang aking basang damit, isang payong at shower curtain. Sabi ko pa nga

sa sarili ko, hala! hindi ba't ala una palang bakit biglang dumilim? Pero sa pagakyat ko sa aming kisame at pagkatingin ko ng oras ay alas siete na. Mataas parin ang baha sa aming bahay

kaya't ang ginawa ko ay dun ako nagpalipas ng gabi sa aming kisame. Kasama ko ang aming laptop, cellphone, gitara at iba pang gamit pang construction. Bilib nga sa akin ang aking Tatay

dahil hindi raw ako natakot sa taas sapagkat madilim at hindi mo masabing may tutuklaw sa iyong kung ano. Matagal kumati ang baha, inabot ito ng 6pm ng Linggo nung totally bumaba

yung baha. Unang inisip namin paano kami kakain, kaya nung tanghali lumabas kami nung Tatay ko at naghanap kami ng mabibilhan buti nalang meron nagtinda sa labasan at buti kamo sa

main road ng subdivision namin. Laking pasalamat ko sa Diyos hindi kami pinabayaan sa bawat minutong dumating noong mga oras na kami lubog. Grabe.. kaya nung oras na kumati na yung

baha agad ko nilabas yung mobile ko at nagtext ako. Dami ng mga nagtext sa amin at nagtanong anong balita sa amin. Walang minuto nung paglabas ko tumawag agad si Tita Perl at

kinumusta kami, binalita na nga niya mga damdamin nila nung wala silang communication towards us. Pati nga kamo si Joe Taruc ng DZRH pinapage kami. Hindi niyo natatanong malayong

kamaganak namin si Joe taruc kaya ganon nalang rin pag-page niya sa amin. May nagsabi nga sa akin na pinaparescue na daw kami sa rescue teams kaso iba ata narescue, yung

kapitbahay namin. nayahah!

Noong nabuksan na ang mga daanan papunta sa amin agad dumating ang mga rescue namin, Unang dumating mga tita ko sa Makati tapos tito ko. Tapos ayun na yung mga tao galing sa

Gapan. Umaapaw yung tulong na natatanggap namin. Hindi ako makaiyak noong nababasa ko mga texts nila, noong naririnig ko mga kwento nila, noong naririnig ko mga boses nila habang

binabanggit nila ang bawat salitang iyon. Meron pa ngang hinihingi yung account number namin para magdeposito ng kaunting tulong daw nila. Grabe, ngayon habang ginagawa ko itong blog

na ito nababasa ko yung efforts ng mga kaibgan ko noong Highschool. Hindi lang sila natuloy sa bahay gawa ng bumagyo pero kung tutuusin nakakasa na yung mga yun sa amin.

Hanggang ngayon ay hindi parin kami nakakabanggon sa banungot na dinala ng bagyong Ondoy sa amin. Nagsisilbi paring multo sa aming paningin ang hapdi ng paghagupit nito sa aming

buhay at ari-arian. Unti unti akong naghahanap ng paraan upang makaalis sa delubyong hindi lang pang pisikal kundi ang emotional. dapat nga ay bibisitahin ko ang kaibigan kong pari

ngayon sa Don Bosco upang sumangguni ngunit hindi ata umaayon ang panahon at kailangan ko ulit bumalik sa aming bahay sa Cainta. Marahil kami pa ay maswerte dahil marami parin sa

aming kagamitan ang nasalba tila puro papel at kung ano ano lang plastic ang nakita kong naitapon namin. Pero ang trahedya parin ito ay nakakabit na sa aming alaala na kung hindi namin

lilisanin ang pook na iyon ay patuloy itong magmumulto sa amin.


Hindi na isang pasalamat ang ginawa ko, hindi na isang iyak ang iniluha ko sa pagpapasalamat at kung paano nila pinalambot ang puso ko. Sa bakas ng trahedyang ito ay ang isang mistulang

 isang lupon ng kaibigan at pamilyang nakaalalay sa iyo habang ikaw ay bumabangon. Minsan ko narin nasabi, makikita mo ang tunay mong kaibigan kung kailan kailangan mo ng kanilang

kamay upang umalalay pabalik at makatayo ulit. Dito ko ngayon nasubukan ang katatagan ng kaibigan, dito ko ngayon nakita ang mga handang magalay ng buhay, dito mo ngayon makikita na sa bawat putik na iyong kinadapaan mayroon at mayroong kaibigan/kapamilya/kabarkadang andyan aalalay sa iyo. Marahil ito narin ay isang pagkatok sa atin, asaan ka noong kailangan kita? Asaan ka noong naghahanap ako ng kalinga? Nagsilbing Samaritano ka ba? O hindi kaya'y Levitano na dumaan nalang basta sa tabi ng nangangailangan.

Sa panahong ito, may iisang pinapahiwatig ang Diyos sa atin, mga Kristyano tayo, Pilipino magtulungan tayo. Ano man ang lahi natin, ano mang kulay ng balat natin, ano mang nation nabibilang may iisa naman tayong Diyos at ang Diyos natin nagsasabing mahalin mo kapwa mo. Sa panahon ngayon, marami parin Samaritano sa bayan, Samaritanong handang magbuwis ng buhay para sa kanya kapwa, hindi naghahanap ng ano mang kapalit.. ganon ka ba? tingin mo?

-Joseph Buluran

quote - bluestella

  • Jul. 10th, 2009 at 3:55 AM


"aanhin mo ang comment box kung hindi mo ginagamit"

Team council of green

  • Jun. 30th, 2009 at 6:01 PM



TeamCouncilofGreen, originally uploaded by bluestella.

I wasn't able to do a full length theme for my past-college group but have got something before we leave college. I am not saying this will be my last editing "photoshopping" yet I'll be setting up something for my past-barkada. Iba parin yung nakasama ko for the past 3 years. Hope one of this days magkasama sama naman ang Team yung isang grupo na tila walang kaguluhan walang awayan, walang problema. Alam kong kaya parin ng grupo na maging isang malaking group that Benilde once had.

Go Team Council of Green. Hope to see the group soon and hope that we will have a big fiesta party one time. :)

I can't travel without Nokia E63

  • May. 15th, 2009 at 8:18 PM

Nokia E63
I want my Nokia E63 to be with me because with this I can do all I want to do like twitting, plurking, browsing the net. and updating my social media sites



Re-posted from Paul Pajo's Note: http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=78782582337

Grr! This news makes my blood boil! Picked this up on a blog and I'm spreading the news to help stop this outrage.

In the last few months, the importation of books into the Philippines has virtually stopped. (To those of you who frequent bookstores, I don't know if you've noticed.) The reason why is explained in this article by Robin Hemley, a University of Iowa creative writing professor currently on a fellowship in the Philippines.

If you have no time to read the article, the essence is that because the Bureau of Customs has decided to impose duties on the importation of books into the Philippines.
This, despite the 1950 Florence Agreement on the Importation of Educational, Scientific and Cultural Materials (which you can see here), which the Philippines ratified in 1979. The preamble of the agreement states: "Considering that the free exchange of ideas and knowledge and, in general, the widest possible dissemination of the diverse forms of self-expression used by civilizations are vitally important both for intellectual progress and international understanding, and consequently for the maintenance of world peace...", an indisputable proposition.

here's an excerpt from Robin Hemley's article (i shortened it a bit. better if you can read the whole thing.) -

...Over coffee one afternoon, a book-industry professional (whom I can't identify) told me that for the past two months virtually no imported books had entered the country, in part because of the success of one book, Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. The book, an international best seller, had apparently attracted the attention of customs officials. When an examiner named Rene Agulan opened a shipment of books, he demanded that duty be paid on it.

The importer of Twilight made a mistake and paid the duty requested. A mistake because such duty flies in the face of the Florence Agreement, a U.N. treaty that was signed by the Philippines in 1952, guaranteeing the free flow of "educational, scientific, and cultural materials" between countries and declaring that imported books should be duty-free. Mr. Agulan told the importer that because the books were not educational (i.e., textbooks) they were subject to duty. Perhaps they aren't educational, I might have argued, but aren't they "cultural"?

No matter. With this one success under their belt, customs curtailed all air shipments of books entering the country. Weeks went by as booksellers tried to get their books out of storage and started intense negotiations with various government officials.

What doubly frustrated booksellers and importers was that the explanations they received from various officials made no sense. It was clear that, for whatever reason—perhaps the 30-billion-peso ($625 million) shortfall in projected customs revenue—customs would go through the motions of having a reasonable argument while in fact having none at all.

Customs Undersecretary Espele Sales explained the government's position to a group of frustrated booksellers and importers in an Orwellian PowerPoint presentation, at which she reinterpreted the Florence Agreement as well as Philippine law RA 8047, providing for "the tax and duty-free importation of books or raw materials to be used in book publishing." For lack of a comma after the word "books," the undersecretary argued that only books "used in book publishing" (her underlining) were tax-exempt.

"What kind of book is that?" one publisher asked me afterward. "A book used in book publishing." And she laughed ruefully.

I thought about it. Maybe I should start writing a few. Harry the Cultural and Educational Potter and His Fondness for Baskerville Type.

Likewise, with the Florence Agreement, she argued that only educational books could be considered protected by the U.N. treaty. Customs would henceforth be the arbiter of what was and wasn't educational.

"For 50 years, everyone has misinterpreted the treaty and now you alone have interpreted it correctly?" she was asked.

"Yes," she told the stunned booksellers.

Throughout February and March, bookstores seemed on the verge of getting their books released—all their documents were in order, but the rules kept changing. Now they were told that all books would be taxed: 1 percent for educational books and 5 percent for noneducational books. A nightmare scenario for the distributors; they imagined each shipment being held for months as an examiner sorted through the books. Obviously, most would simply pay the higher tax to avoid the hassle.

Distributors told me they weren't "capitulating" but merely paying under protest. After all, customs was violating an international treaty that had been abided by for over 50 years. Meanwhile, booksellers had to pay enormous storage fees. Those couldn't be waived, they were told, because the storage facilities were privately owned (by customs officials, a bookstore owner suggested ruefully). One bookstore had to pay $4,000 on a $10,000 shipment.

The day after the first shipment of books was released, an internal memo circulated in customs congratulating themselves for finally levying a duty on books, though no mention was made of their pride in breaking an international treaty...

Please forward this or disseminate this in any way you can. In the name of reading.

Wednesday, out of place

  • Apr. 22nd, 2009 at 8:35 PM

It was a regular Wednesday that I had my first day of classes. Before hand I am planning to stay in Robinsons Manila after class to take my lunch, stroll a bit, and gaze into the big screen. But as I have called a friend early this morning, she will call me for a talk by 2pm so I chose not to see a movie anymore and might as well do my movie watching after the call.

Robinsons Manila
As I am riding the jeepney, I am pretty unconscious of what I am doing. I have two points that is battling inside my head. To go or not to go? I stayed in the jeepney as it bounds to Quiapo. Went off at the back of PCU and walked going through Robinsons Manila. “Yehey~ Atlast I am here”, I said as I am thinking of where to go. I saw a tarpaulin saying, “Job Fair, April 22-23, 2009 at the Atrium hall”. I planned going there after later as I board the escalator going somewhere. I am looking for mobile phones that I soon am using. I want a change, so then I want a phone that can be used for Wi-fi in which I really enjoyed having. I am thinking of purchasing a Nokia E63 or a Samsung OMNIA. I can cash out 27k in one day so I am looking for a zero interest credit.  Anyhow, after I got to see those mobile phones and Digital Cameras on shelves. I had my mouth swell with those gadgets, coz’ I’m a technology addict and I am looking for the right time to enjoy with those part-time gadgets around. 
I took my lunch at Kenny Rogers. I ordered Roast Chicken solo A and BOTTOMLESS COKE ZERO, I repeat, COKE ZERO. When it was my turn to ask those around to refill it, first refill I got was a Regular Coke, next refill was Coke Light, next thing was ICED TEA, and lastly they got it right, COKE ZERO. I drank all of them; I am shy to let them refill it with the correct soda.  kewl right? Afterwhich, I had to go home as I saw outside, rain is pouring and not just rain but RAIINNNN… I decided to stroll more as I need to visit my friend. Ngayon ko lang narealize na kakaunti lang pala ang CR sa Robinsons Manila, naikot ko ang Robinsons Manila naghahanap ng CR dahil sa soda na ininom ko  At narealize ko na ang foundation ng Robinsons Manila. It was a big FHAIL~, yeah a big failure to the Architect and Engineers who designed the layout “scaffolds” of Robinsons Manila. You know why? First, I had to roam around the whole place just to look for a restroom. Next, as the rain pours hard, waters are coming in and out of the mall. As in out of the tiles and ceiling of Robinsons Manila. Big Failure for you guys, sorry to say. I smiled as I see helpers who are wiping the floor, dropping to their balde the water. [sorry, sadyang hindi ko lang maisip English ng balde]. I saw about 3 stops wherein they’re having the same work. Haha.  Anyway, after I got into the restroom, I went home as I went home, roads are pretty flooded as I looked for a non-flooded area which I walked. Cool experience, for me. Haha. That’s it!

Tawag niya

  • Mar. 27th, 2009 at 1:48 PM

Hindi ko mawari kung saan ko ilalagay ang sarili ko. Gusto ko magbigay ng reaksyon ukol sa kantang "still calls me son" na sadyang pumukaw sa akin ang kanyang isinasaad na letra. Dun nalang sa titulo mismo ng kanta, Still calls me Son na kahit na anong hapdi ng pagkadapa mo, kahit na anong kalokohan ang sadyang nagawa mo dito sa mundo meron pa kayang tatawag sa iyo upang bumalik sa kanya? Isang kaibigan na magliligtas sa iyo sa kapahamakan, isang kaibigan na sasaluhin ka sa iyong pagbagsak sa lupa, isang kaibigan na sadyang ibinuwis ang kanyang sarili para lang mailigtas tayo.

Sadyang maganda rin itong pagninilay sa buhay na ating tinahak na. Sa panahon ng Kwaresma inaalala natin kung gaano niya tayo kamahal. Yung tunay natin na kaibigan na kung saan kahit na anong sama ng budhi natin patuloy parin siyang tumatawag at binabanggit ang ating mga sariling pangalan. Naalala ko ang isang kwento ng isang pari noon sa Don Bosco. Ang tanging naibigay sa atin ng Dios na mismong masasabi natin na karapatan ay ang pagpapangalan sa atin. Ito'y ibinigay niya sa ating mga magulang na kung saan sila ang nagbigay sa atin nga ating mga pangalan. Yun narin ang magsisilbing pangalan natin pagharap sa kanya.

Biruin mo siya na nga yung makapangyarihan siya pa may ganang balikan tayo, tawagin tayo muli kahit na gaano na tayo kasama sa mundo. Kaya isang pilosopiya na aking sinusundan ay ang paniniwala na kahit gaano kasama ang tao mayroon at mayroon parin natitirang mabuting asal sa taong ito. Hindi mo nga lang pansin pero tanging lalabas lang ito sa least possible na event sa buhay.

Ngayon, mabuting tignan natin at iassess natin ang ating mga sarili sa kung ano na ba ang ating relasyon sa ating Diyos. Gaano ba tayo kalapit sa kanya? Baka napapalayo na tayo at ngayon tinatawag ulit niya tayo upang bumalik sa kanyang tabi. Marahil maihahalintulad natin ang ating sarili sa isang tupa na nawawala sa gitna ng pastulan, pilit sumisipol ang Pastol ngunit tayo'y nagbibingibingihan sa kanyang sipol. Marahil siguro ay kailangan natin ng malakas lakas na tawag galing sa kanya para maramdaman natin ang kanyang presensya.

Sa panahon ng kwaresma, magnilay tayo at tignan kung gaano na tayo kapalit sa Diyos. Panahon na rin na bumalik sa kanya, panahon na upang tayo'y sabihan na Kristiyano muli. Ngunit hindi lang naman sa panahon ng kwaresma na tayo'y matatanggap na kristiyano ngunit dapat natin itong gamitin sa pang araw araw nating buhay sa lupa. hanggang dito nalang ang aking munting blog para sa gabi. Maraming salamat sa pagbabasa.

Memoria part II

  • Mar. 11th, 2009 at 10:56 AM

eto nanaman ako. emote mode nanaman.

Habang kami ay gumagawa ng WEBDEVT dito sa school eh naumpisahan ni Ellen na panoorin yung video namin nung first year. Aesthet kasi yun nung gumawa kami ng video at naalala ko yung mga araw namin. Lahat ng hirap namin. Lahat gumawa, lahat nahirapan, lahat nagbigay ng oras para sa project na yun. biruin mo kinareer namin yung project na yun. We definitely not give an extra effort sa ibang subject and we gave much time for this Aesthet music project. Naalala ko yung days na nagppractice kami, mga days na nasa bora kami para magpractice mga saturday sessions namin sa bahay ni Jr. Grabe, it was soo much. Memorable experience yun shiz~!

Naging sad nanaman ako kasi naiisip ko nanaman yung unti unti naming pag alis sa CSB, ggraduate na kami! parang kailan lang na nagkukulitan pa kami, parang kailan lang na gumagawa pa kami ng ganitong mga videos, mga lakad trip namin, mga overnight trip namin. Ngayon mga enjoy evening trip namin hayyzzz..

Nawala bigla yung idea ko, galing kasi akong starbucks at bumili ako ng aking tumbler. nakakuha rin ako ng ground fertilizer yey~! Because I won several Gift cheques I decided to buy a tumbler. and wow! I have my new tumbler :)

Meant to be ESFJ

  • Mar. 3rd, 2009 at 10:41 AM

Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging
by Joe Butt

Profile: ESFJ
Revision: 3.0
Date of Revision: 23 Feb 2005


Guardians of birthdays, holidays and celebrations, ESFJs are generous entertainers. They enjoy and joyfully observe traditions and are liberal in giving, especially where custom prescribes.

All else being equal, ESFJs enjoy being in charge. They see problems clearly and delegate easily, work hard and play with zest. ESFJs, as do most SJs, bear strong allegiance to rights of seniority. They willingly provide service (which embodies life's meaning) and expect the same from others.

ESFJs are easily wounded. And when wounded, their emotions will not be contained. They by nature "wear their hearts on their sleeves," often exuding warmth and bonhomie, but not infrequently boiling over with the vexation of their souls. Some ESFJs channel these vibrant emotions into moving dramatic performances on stage and screen.

Strong, contradictory forces consume the ESFJ. Their sense of right and wrong wrestles with an overwhelming rescuing, 'mothering' drive. This sometimes results in swift, immediate action taken upon a transgressor, followed by stern reprimand; ultimately, however, the prodigal is wrested from the gallows of their folly, just as the noose tightens and all hope is lost, by the very executioner!

An ESFJ at odds with self is a remarkable sight. When a decision must be made, especially one involving the risk of conflict (abhorrent to ESFJs), there ensues an in-house wrestling match between the aforementioned black-and-white Values and the Nemesis of Discord. The contender pits self against self, once firmly deciding with the Right, then switching to Prudence to forestall hostilities, countered by unswerving Values, ad exhaustium, winner take all.

As caretakers, ESFJs sense danger all around--germs within, the elements without, unscrupulous malefactors, insidious character flaws. The world is a dangerous place, not to be trusted. Not that the ESFJ is paranoid; 'hyper-vigilant' would be more precise. And thus they serve excellently as protectors, outstanding in fields such as medical care and elementary education.

Functional Analysis:

Extraverted Feeling

ESFJs live in their Extraverted Feeling functioning. Feeling, a rational (i.e., deciding) function, expresses opinions easily in the E world of objects and people. ESFJs have the ability to express warmth, rage, and a range of other emotions. Actions are encouraged or rebuked based on how they affect other people, especially people near and dear to the ESFJ. This type's vocal decisiveness predisposes many of its number to facility with administration and supervision.

Introverted Sensing

The secondary Sensing function aids and abets the dominant Fe in that sensate data is collected and at once compared with the inner forms or standards. Data on which decisions are made are thus focused and given a contrast which tends to be stronger and clearer than the original stimuli. The strengthening effect of Si on Fe may be responsible for this type's reputation for wearing their "hearts on their sleeves." At any rate, ESFJs reflect the "black and white" view of reality which is common to the SJ types.

Extraverted iNtuition

Intuition is tertiary--as the ESFJ matures, and as situations arise which call for suspension of criticism, Ne is allowed to play. Under the leadership of the Fe function, iNtuition allows for a loosening of the more rigid Si rights and wrongs; teasing and slapstick humor emerge. ESFJs are also capable of discerning patterns and philosophies, but such perceiving is subject to the weakness of the tertiary position, and the results often lack the variety and complexity of connections that more complex systems require.

Introverted Thinking

The inferior Ti function may rarely be expressed. In fact, ESFJs may take affront at the aloof, detached nature of dominant Ti types, or conversely, be drawn to them. Some ESFJs construct rationale which have the appearance of (Jungian) Thinking logic, but under scrutiny are in fact command performances of "Thinking in the service of Feeling," (i.e., Thinking-like conclusions which do not obey the tenets of impersonal logic; they rather construct scenarios from only those "hard, cold facts" which support the conclusion reached by the dominant Extraverted Feeling function. To wit:

You don't sew with a fork, so I see no reason to eat
with knitting needles.
-- Miss Piggy, on eating Chinese Food

Famous ESFJs:

U.S. Presidents:
William McKinley
William J. Clinton

Jack Benny
Desi Arnaz ("Ricky Ricardo")
Don Knotts ("Barney Fife")
John Connally (former Governor of Texas)
Terry Bradshaw, NFL quarterback
Sally Struthers (All in the Family)
Mary Tyler Moore
Dixie Carter (Designing Women)
Steve Spurrier, Heismann trophy winner, Univ. of Fla. football coach
Sally Field
Danny Glover, actor (Lethal Weapon movies, Predator 2 Margaret Butt
Nancy Kerrigan (U.S. olympic figureskater)
Elvis Stojko (Canadian olympic figureskater)

Fictional ESFJs:

Babbitt (Sinclair Lewis)
Hoss Cartwright (Bonanza)
Leonard "Bones" McCoy (Star Trek)
Monica (Friends)
Haleh (ER)
Donald Duck
Rabbit, Winnie the Pooh

Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging
by Joe Butt

Profile: ESFJ
Revision: 3.0
Date of Revision: 23 Feb 2005


Guardians of birthdays, holidays and celebrations, ESFJs are generous entertainers. They enjoy and joyfully observe traditions and are liberal in giving, especially where custom prescribes.

All else being equal, ESFJs enjoy being in charge. They see problems clearly and delegate easily, work hard and play with zest. ESFJs, as do most SJs, bear strong allegiance to rights of seniority. They willingly provide service (which embodies life's meaning) and expect the same from others.

ESFJs are easily wounded. And when wounded, their emotions will not be contained. They by nature "wear their hearts on their sleeves," often exuding warmth and bonhomie, but not infrequently boiling over with the vexation of their souls. Some ESFJs channel these vibrant emotions into moving dramatic performances on stage and screen.

Strong, contradictory forces consume the ESFJ. Their sense of right and wrong wrestles with an overwhelming rescuing, 'mothering' drive. This sometimes results in swift, immediate action taken upon a transgressor, followed by stern reprimand; ultimately, however, the prodigal is wrested from the gallows of their folly, just as the noose tightens and all hope is lost, by the very executioner!

An ESFJ at odds with self is a remarkable sight. When a decision must be made, especially one involving the risk of conflict (abhorrent to ESFJs), there ensues an in-house wrestling match between the aforementioned black-and-white Values and the Nemesis of Discord. The contender pits self against self, once firmly deciding with the Right, then switching to Prudence to forestall hostilities, countered by unswerving Values, ad exhaustium, winner take all.

As caretakers, ESFJs sense danger all around--germs within, the elements without, unscrupulous malefactors, insidious character flaws. The world is a dangerous place, not to be trusted. Not that the ESFJ is paranoid; 'hyper-vigilant' would be more precise. And thus they serve excellently as protectors, outstanding in fields such as medical care and elementary education.

Functional Analysis:

Extraverted Feeling

ESFJs live in their Extraverted Feeling functioning. Feeling, a rational (i.e., deciding) function, expresses opinions easily in the E world of objects and people. ESFJs have the ability to express warmth, rage, and a range of other emotions. Actions are encouraged or rebuked based on how they affect other people, especially people near and dear to the ESFJ. This type's vocal decisiveness predisposes many of its number to facility with administration and supervision.

Introverted Sensing

The secondary Sensing function aids and abets the dominant Fe in that sensate data is collected and at once compared with the inner forms or standards. Data on which decisions are made are thus focused and given a contrast which tends to be stronger and clearer than the original stimuli. The strengthening effect of Si on Fe may be responsible for this type's reputation for wearing their "hearts on their sleeves." At any rate, ESFJs reflect the "black and white" view of reality which is common to the SJ types.

Extraverted iNtuition

Intuition is tertiary--as the ESFJ matures, and as situations arise which call for suspension of criticism, Ne is allowed to play. Under the leadership of the Fe function, iNtuition allows for a loosening of the more rigid Si rights and wrongs; teasing and slapstick humor emerge. ESFJs are also capable of discerning patterns and philosophies, but such perceiving is subject to the weakness of the tertiary position, and the results often lack the variety and complexity of connections that more complex systems require.

Introverted Thinking

The inferior Ti function may rarely be expressed. In fact, ESFJs may take affront at the aloof, detached nature of dominant Ti types, or conversely, be drawn to them. Some ESFJs construct rationale which have the appearance of (Jungian) Thinking logic, but under scrutiny are in fact command performances of "Thinking in the service of Feeling," (i.e., Thinking-like conclusions which do not obey the tenets of impersonal logic; they rather construct scenarios from only those "hard, cold facts" which support the conclusion reached by the dominant Extraverted Feeling function. To wit:

You don't sew with a fork, so I see no reason to eat
with knitting needles.
-- Miss Piggy, on eating Chinese Food

Famous ESFJs:

U.S. Presidents:
William McKinley
William J. Clinton

Jack Benny
Desi Arnaz ("Ricky Ricardo")
Don Knotts ("Barney Fife")
John Connally (former Governor of Texas)
Terry Bradshaw, NFL quarterback
Sally Struthers (All in the Family)
Mary Tyler Moore
Dixie Carter (Designing Women)
Steve Spurrier, Heismann trophy winner, Univ. of Fla. football coach
Sally Field
Danny Glover, actor (Lethal Weapon movies, Predator 2 Margaret Butt
Nancy Kerrigan (U.S. olympic figureskater)
Elvis Stojko (Canadian olympic figureskater)

Fictional ESFJs:

Babbitt (Sinclair Lewis)
Hoss Cartwright (Bonanza)
Leonard "Bones" McCoy (Star Trek)
Monica (Friends)
Haleh (ER)
Donald Duck
Rabbit, Winnie the Pooh

Usapang kaibigan

  • Feb. 23rd, 2009 at 8:17 PM

February 22. 2009 -- Ngayon, tumitingin ako at nagaayos ng mga pictures ko dito sa laptop ko. Nakita ko mga pictures na kinunan ko noon hanggang ngayon. Marami rito ay ang mga pictures ko kasama ko college barkada ko. Naalala ko yung mga tawa, iyak/luha, pawis, laway, hirap, sarap at kung ano pa na pinagdaanan namin. Mga panahon na magkakasama kami, mga panahon na nagkakaaway at bati kami. Ngayon naisip ko na higit pa ang pagmamahal ko sa mga taong ito kaysa sa pagmamahal na hinahanap ko at ginagawa ko sa mga naging karelasyon ko. Ngayon palang na may 3 buwan mahigit pa kami magkakasama eh nadarama ko na yung pagkalungkot at ang unti unting pagkawala nila, physically. Bigla kong naisip na, ito aalis na kami sa Benilde, iiwan nalang namin yung alaala na yun sa mga pahina ng yearbook na aming papagawa. Sa mga pahina na magsisilbing pahina na lamang ng kasalukuyan at ang mga nakaraan naming pagsasama.

Hindi ko lubos maisip na ako'y narating sa puntong magkakaroon ako ng ganitong pagiisip. Hindi ko lubos maisip na andito na ako ngayon, asa ikatlong taon na at kaunting buwan, tiis nalang tapos na sa kolehiyo. Hindi ko lubos maisip na magkakaroon ako ng mga kaibigan na katulad ng mga taong ito. Hindi ko lubos maisip na may kaibigan akong ganito. Mistulang kapatid ko na, andito lang, kasama ko lagi. Yun bang iiyakan ko sa huling araw sa kolehiyo. Alam mo yun? Hindi ko kasi naramdaman itong bagay na ito noong nasa high school pa ako. Hindi ko naranasan ang isang tulad nito noon. Ngayon ko lang naramdaman ang tunay na kaibigan. Kasi noon meron man, hindi ko alam, hindi ko ramdam. Sorry sa mga matatamaan na kaibigan ko nung highschool pero yun lang naramdaman ko. Pasensya na kayo. Kaya hindi ako maka agree sa mga taong sinasabi na ang high school daw ang isang pinakamaganda, importante, at memorable na experience sa buhay dahil hindi ko masabing naging isa ito para sa akin. Naramdaman ko talaga ang memorable, important sa college. Siguro mas importante, mas memorable lang. Hayy..

Ewan ko, bigla ako na sad sa ngayon. BIgla kong naramdaman na eto na ang end ng istorya sa buhay college ko. Sana wala nalang ending. Sana wala nalang iwanan. Sana forever nalang ito. Ayoko talaga mag end ito e. Ayoko mawala sila. Ayoko nung mismong idea na magkakanya kanya na kaming buhay.  I mean, hindi naman pwedeng wala kaming kanya kanyang buhay pero sana may makagets sa akin na sana sama sama parin kami kahit paano. One point in time. Pwede ba yun? Kaya gusto kong magtayo ng isang company na kami ang board. Kami yung nagpasimula. Ayoko kasi mawala yung pagkakaibigan na nasimulan na nitong college. isang taon pa lamang ang pagkakabuo ng Frida's group at JR's group. May nadagdag, may nawala, may nagkabati, may nagaway okay lang yun ganun ang buhay. Ang JR at Frida's group ngayon ay nakabuo ng isang samahan na tunay na sasabihin mong PAMILYA. Hindi lang kasi kami magbabarkada, hindi lang kami ordinaryong magkakaibigan. Hindi mo masabing hindi kami nagaaway, meron nun sa barkada pero iba parin ang samahan ng tunay na magkakaibigan, magkakasama. Gets niyo? Hindi na barkada PAMILYA na. Pamilya na andito para sa isa't isa, pamilya na magkakaibigan sa hirap at ginhawa. Nagtutulungan saan man. Ewan ko ba, sabi nga ni JR. "bro, alam mo hindi na barkada lang ito e. Tignan mo, nagkakaaway na tayo. Madami ng iringan, gulo, misunderstandings pero diba ang magbabarkada pag meron nun one day na magising tayo wala na yung barkada na yun? sira na? Pero sa atin bro iba e. Hindi na kaibigan lang ito, hindi lang ordinaryong barkadahan ito, PAMILYA na ito. Sabi ko nga sa inyo hindi ko lang kayo tinuturing na na barkada eh, I considered you guys 2nd family". Sweet right? oo sa iba hindi, sa iba baduy pero alam mo yun? andun na yung point eh. Yung thoughts ba na siya kinoconsider na niya kaming 2nd family, actually sabi ko nga sa kanya ayun narin ang iniisip ko eh. Yun na din nararamdaman ko. Actually ngayon tunay ko nakita na kayo na talaga, COUNCIL OF GREEN katulad ng sinabi ni JR, kayo na ang 2nd family namin so bakit pa tayo maghihiwalay? bakit pa tayo pipili ng iba? tayo tayo naman pamilya na? Ayun, labo ko noh? hahaha.

Gusto ko sabihin, free verse lang, kung malabo sorry nalang. haha..

Marami ng pinagdaanan ang Council of green na ngayon ay amin ng pangalan. Noon nung 1st year days pa naalala ko yung pangalan na gamit na ay timbert gulong eh.  Yun yung ginamit naming pangalan noong nagkaroon kami ng project sa AESTHET namin. [guys tulungan nyo ako sa evolution ng pangalan] Ito ay hango sa pangalan ng dalawa naming barkada na si Timothy Co at si Bert Castaneda na ngayon ay nasa Japan na at may sariling buhay dun. Iniwan na kami. huhuhuhuh. JOke. Hindi ko na maalala kung ano yung sunod na naging pangalan namin. Naging Piguin kami dahil sa itsura ni Tim na hugis Penguin at lakad penguin din. Nagkaroon yun ng Alliance na Piguin Alliance. Na nagkaroon pa ng friendster group na hindi naman narin nagagamit. Nalaman ko rin noong panahon na iyon ay ang panahon na madaming nagalit sa akin. Nagkaroon ng gap dahil sa isang bagay na sana hindi na maulit muli at ayoko narin maulit at magawa. Nagkaroon lang naman kami ng hindi pagkakaintindihan kaya sila nagalit at noon mga panahon ngayon hindi ko naramdaman ang kaibigan. Huli na ang lahat nung nalaman ko yun. May nagshare sa akin ng problema ng grupo. Basta! Naranasan ko ang pagiisa noong panahon na nawala sila sa akin. Naranasan ko na mabuhay ng mag-isa sa college. Kainis, bakit ko ba nasabi yun? Bakit ba ako ganon? But anyhow, yun mga panahon na yun na nagsarili ako ng schedule yung panahon na nakasama ko ang grupo ng kung sino sino. Yun din yung panahon na nakilala ko yung grupo nila Abram, Francis, at iba pa, higit sa lahat ay yung Sabado girls na sila Ellen, Frida, Nef, at Gel. Sabado girls kasi yun yung time na IMPROG3 na sila yung nakabarkada ko. Commercial, yun din pala yung time na nakasama ko yung group nila Ferline, Mary, Mike, at Yeye na yun din yung time na nakasama ko sila tumugtog at nakuha yung IS Night Battle of the Band Title. Mabalik tayo, Sabado girls sila mga nakasama ko sa IMPROG3 class lalo na si Ellen. Nakoo~! Siya yung nakaclose ko, but wait walang magseselos ah. :)) Ayun, nakagroup ko si Ellen at Frida sa IMPROG3 project which is kinarreer naman namin. dun lang ako naging proud sa sarili ko! sorry mayabang na at magyayabang muna ako saglit. yun yung time na nakakuha ako ng 100+ sa grade ko sa buong stay ko sa CSB note mo pa PROGRAMMING SUBJECT pa siya, which is madaming nahihirapan. Saya saya ko nun! kami rin yung group na walang nasabi yung professor namin dahil hindi ko alam kung soobrang tama lang yung group namin dahil may tiga document kami care of frida at Ellen. Pero kami talaga ni Ellen yung masipag na gumawa ng buong Banking system. Wow, diba? SALAMAT MGA DUDETTES. LALO NA SA IYO FRIDA. ELLEN, HUWAG KA NA! hahaha joke. Mahal ko yan si Ellen, yun nga lang hhmm... basta... COMFlicated kami nun e. :)) comfortable na conflicts hahaha joke.. Anyhow, yun. Ayoko man sabihin na or assume pero I think ako rin ang nagpalapit ng group ng mga girls sa tunay kong grupo before. With God's grace pinatawad ako ng kagroup ko before, ito sina sina. basta sila. Tapos naalala ko pa nung time na talagang na bulls eye ako nung isang recollection namin. Talagang nung nabasa ko mga sulat nila noon sa akin sa bahay parang ako. WOW! yun nalang eh. wala na akong ma say. Forget about what they say about me pero dun ko nalaman na hindi pala okay. Yun nga God's grace, God's time pinatawad nila ako at nakita nila yung pagbabago ko. THANK YOU GUYS, KAYA MASASABI KONG SUPER MEMORABLE NITONG COLLEGE LIFE NA ITO SA AKIN DAHIL SA FALLS KO AT MGA PAGTAYO KO. Yun pala, nung nagSubic pala kami may secret ek ek na pala sila sa akin nun~! But stop na. hehe. OKAY NA EH! Ayan na, Alliance tapos hindi ko na talaga alam naging group names. It finally ended up nung retreat na almost lagi nalang green ang napapagusapan so we ended up naming our group, Council of green and still we are. :)

Ano pa ba? wala na akong ma say eh.. hehe..MAHAL ko kayo. :)

25 Things about me

  • Feb. 9th, 2009 at 12:16 PM

  1. I love God
  2. I love to shoot pictures
  3. I love design and arts.
  4. I am into development
  5. Honestly, I don't know where my life will go after college.
  6. I am an unico hijo.
  7. I love to watch romantic, adventure, and comedy movies.
  8. Idolizes Kuya
  9. I want to be a priest
  10. I am very emotional
  11. I am into sports
  12. I love to coach as well as teach.
  13. WOMANIZER
  14. They say I am sweet, but I don't think I am now.
  15. I love to go for an adventure trip
  16. Quiet at first talkative at last.
  17. Loves the internet, can't live without it.
  18. Wants to travel Europe and Asia.
  19. I am a kiddo at heart.
  20. I can shout to the world that I want to die but definitely I am afraid of death.
  21. I hate reading, especially those things I won't even have or maybe my passion is not for that.
  22. EXPLORE
  23. I want to learn new things from my mentors, experiences, articles, and internet.
  24. I can trust you once, if got broken don't expect that I will be back.
  25. I hate people who are backstabbers, girls who are unclean.

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pagdurusa, umalis ka

  • Jan. 13th, 2009 at 7:52 AM

masakit, mahirap, magulo, masarap
kung titignan ang buhay sa isang iglap
ngunit isang iglap lang ba ang kailangan
upang maharap ang tunay na kalagayan

pananampalataya ang unang nilalapitan
pag may problema na ang sino man
meron nga bang sasagot sa tanong?
kung ang Dios mo nama'y natutulog ngayon

lubhang mahirap pag problema'y dumating na
ngunit meron nga bang solusyon ang mga tala
Dios ko! bakit nga ba nagkaganoon?
itong buhay na aking inampon

kay hirap gumawa
pag problema'y paligid ligid
bakit nga ba nandyan?
bakit ka nga ba nasundan?

Araw at gabi ikaw ang nasa isip
hindi makatulog miski isang idlip
Buhay ko'y para saan pa
Kung ako'y suko na?

Hay nako, ikaw problema ka
Dala mo'y pagdurusa
Sa isang tulad kong walang kwenta
Hindi na malaman kung para saan pa


Here are the colors that you can
choose from:

PURPLE - feeling a little lonely.

WHITE - having problems.

GREEN - just relaxing.

YELLOW - addicted to candy.

PINK - feeling so happy.

BLACK - craving for chocolate.

AQUA - hyper hyper.

ORANGE - not in love.

SKY BLUE - calm.

RED - happy because the person you love loves you back.

GRAY - you like someone.

SILVER - thinking of someone.

MAGENTA - heart broken.

BROWN - the person you like doesn't like you.

PEACH - your not bored. you got a lot of fun activities to do.

GOLD - saving money for this vacation.

CHOCOLATE - your really in love and you cant stop thinking about the person you love.

HOT PINK - you feel hot.

BLUE - you like someone but you don't know how that someone feels about you.



after looking for the color that you feel, repost the color saying

"my color is _____, what's yours?"

CONDOMINIUM FOR LEASE

  • Jan. 12th, 2009 at 6:57 AM

Property Name: Ivory Condominium (Unit 8)
Type: Condo Unit
Location: Manila
Address: Unit 8, 5/F Ivory Condominium, Conchu, Camachile Street, Malate, Manila
Floor Area: 28
Indicative Price: P8,000.00

Message me if you're interested.

+639155490580

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Property Name: Ivory Condominium (Unit 8)
Type: Condo Unit
Location: Manila
Address: Unit 8, 5/F Ivory Condominium, Conchu, Camachile Street, Malate, Manila
Floor Area: 28
Indicative Price: P8,000.00

Message me if you're interested.

+639155490580

writetoseph@gmail.com

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  • Jan. 8th, 2009 at 1:36 PM

I was busy hacking then when I got tired and settled reading and browsing my multiply account as I saw JC's comment on my post. I told her to go over my journal page and look over my blog posts specifically my poems. She told me that she's lazy to go over my page that she saw amples of posts and so I was the one to give her the links to my posts yet I saw my past journals as I remember history. err. I realized that this blog aside from my obsession to my first love might as well got an "award" as for many posts that i wrote with her as my subject/topic. err. well TRUE LOVE hurts and FIRST LOVE NEVER DIES. I can't sleep seriously, even if I have my relationship I still have my mind on this certain girl. Well, its been a while since I haven't wrote anything about her or anything related to her since the start of the third year. err.. too much.

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