Miscellaneous Category

Kailangan ko magpagupit para sa Party namin sa Linggo. Anong gupit ang dapat kong ipagawa?

by Luca ( | | | | | )
Clean Cut (Pwedeng pakilala sa parents ng Jowa)
25% (1 vote)
Semi-kalbo/ Kalbo
25% (1 vote)
Fauxhawk (Parang mohawk na hindi)
0% (0 votes)
Shaggy (Mukhang bagong gising)
0% (0 votes)
Trim lang (Wierd buhok ko. Tingnan mo yung facebook ko)
50% (2 votes)
Total votes: 4

Picture ni Sir Spike ipopost ba o wag na lang?

by allegra ( | | | )
86% (12 votes)
Huwag na lang
14% (2 votes)
Total votes: 14

Dare to watch this video and weep...

by Rom ( | | | )

Kamakailan lamang ay may ibinahagi akong blog mula sa email na aking natanggap. Naglalaman ito ng isang artikulo mula sa panulat ng isang Malu Fernandez, ang artikulo ay nalathala sa People's Asia magazine na naglalaman ng masasakit at di kanais nais na komentaryo ng isang manunulat patungkol lalo na sa mga kababayan nating OFW. Masakit ang mga komentaryo, lalo na sa kadahilanang hindi ito nakatuntong sa makatarungan at balanseng perspektiba, kundi sa porma ng panunuya at pang mamata ng isang nagkukunwaring "mayaman" at "matalinong nilalang". 

maraming nagalit, umuusok ang komentaryong pahina ng tingog.com kung saan ko nasumpungan ang mga reaksyon ng ating mga kapwa pilipino patungkol sa isyu na ito. Nakakagalit mabuti sana kung nakakatulong ang kanyang mga kritisismo upang lalong paunlarin ang kaugalian o gawi ng bawat Pilipino.


by poetic_angel ( | | | | | | | | | | | | | | )

I am a filipino writer, and I have walked astray from my calling since from when I was in high school. Writing is my calling, and when the chance was given for me to respond to this calling and take the road which will take me to it came, I squandered the chance. I did not respond to this calling, and trudged the road that led me so far away from it. Because of this, my soul was lost, and I became a zombie. I was breathing but not alive. I walked astray from the very thing that makes my heart beat, and so in very endeavor that I did, I failed. I became nothing, and was almost non-existent, till I came to decide to take back the chance I squandered, go back to where this death of mine started, find my soul, and follow the road to where the reason my heart beats.


by artemis ( | )

My name… is Rogue. They call me an omen; they call me the ambassadress of power. I live in the comfort of my sanity, in the safety of my spirit…
I live in peace…

I dwell in my own shell of serenity… where no one is allowed… I forbid the ruling of the senses, I forbid the taste of human soul… where there is contact, there is chaos… there is misery, there is loss and agony.

Too bad you cannot touch me, too bad you cannot enter my world… but that’s how things are, you see… I am the doom of those who invade the zone of my peace… I am the decline of civilizations, the destruction of the future… I am Rogue…

ESPANIERO <--An Online Spanish Conversation group for Pinoys

by johnrulz20032003 ( | | )

I think you would agree with me that the Spanish language is making a come back in the Philippine society today. I am one of those people who decided to learn Spanish as a third language. However I have noticed that it is very difficult to be conversational in Spanish when you don't have anybody to talk to.

I know many of us Pinoy Spanish learners encounter this problem. And so I have created an Online Spanish Conversation Group named ESPANIERO.

Right now ESPANIERO has only a few members. I am asking for your support in thriving this website and making it the number one destination of Pinoys learning the Spanish language.

Please support ESPANIERO by logging in at http://www.espaniero.com and registering your own account. After registering, please post some topics or reply to existing ones to make the Espaniero Spanish conversation group an active one.

Muchas Gracias y vaya con Dios.

Despondence (Sonnet)

by esoteric_hermit ( | | | | | )
Melancholy gnaws through my jaded soul
and jagged shards of glass pierce my body
cold raindrops kiss my forehead, soothingly
as I tread the empty path to solace
devoid of hope, I trudge wearily forth
in my dark mind, chaos holds dominion
the Grim Reaper beckons me to follow
his hollow eyes gazing at oblivion
my heart is crushed, but I know not the cause
I tried to seek the Lord for sanctuary
yet all I got was cold eerie silence
as I held my breath for the final hour
'Tis not what I was searching for my life
but fate has encased my spirit in pain

El uso del español/the use of Spanish

by Cristobalito ( | | | | | | | )

Mabuhay amigos.

Quiero comentar sobre la importancia de que perviva el español en Filipinas. Yo, desde lejos y también como extranjero veo la enorme oportunidad que tiene vuestro país para sacarle partido al uso del castellano y del chabacano que es tan parecido.  Económicamente la enseñanza del español puede beneficiar a Filipinas, teniendo en cuenta que mucha gente sigue hablando el castellano y además lo fácil que les resultaría a los chabacanohablantes comunicarse con los casi 500 millones de personas de habla hispana. Es más, daría un nuevo impulso a la economía filipina pues se podrían establecer centros de llamadas,  sería también posible aprovechar las emergentes economías hispanoamericanas y promover la influencia de Filipinas por el mundo. No digo que eliminen la enseñanza del inglés norteamericano sino que restauren, por dios, la del español.

For International Peace / Security: Islamic Teaching of Righteousness, Love, Compassion and Equality of All People.

by Love4all--hatre... ( | | | | | | )

Peace be upon you and all!
=(1)= WHEN MAN SPREADS DISORDER on earth, peace and security declines and righteousness disappears, God sends His Prophets to save the world. 1,400 years ago when righteousness had completely vanished from this world and disorder was at its pinnacle, God sent His final Shariah (religious law) and thus facilitated to save the world from turmoil. Through this Shariah man was taught ways to honour the rights of God and the rights of mankind, which had either being forgotten by those who had believed in the earlier Prophets, or commandments of this excellence had not been revealed before. -----

out of town

by pacificojones ( | | | )

I wanted to fly
See the flowers and feel the cold summer
But I just can’t leave
The bread is not enough to satisfy the hunger
I have longed to be there with you, right now
But I could not
Conquer these forces that lie beneath
I am held in a solace that disarms my freedom
My heart seems to forget how to stand on its own

I wanted to die
Only to give birth to my old self
So that I can live
When bread is not the only food that’ll nourish my soul
Still I dream here with you
I am in jubilation as I celebrate such defeat
So that in every second I have you in mine
My thoughts, and my prayer
My breathing, and my sight

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