tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16063739813345187102012-01-08T02:54:19.546+08:00To life in Baguio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!bagiuodwellerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04895463018961776192noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1606373981334518710.post-88622623492743224582008-03-21T10:35:00.002+08:002008-03-21T15:01:44.419+08:00

Bear with me, an experiment-- perhaps just to help me propel and fly-- and finally have in my hands, three papers due very very soon. . . From the introduction to PHilippine Criticism: J. Neil Garcia: ". . . literature's boundaries are immensely permeable to whatever surrounds it. Abad's training in UP: American New Criticism which focused on the formal perfection of the poem as a "verbal

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WHAT BETTER INSPIRATION THAN THIS? So far, this has been the best new year celebration ever. The simplest, but the best. And what better way to kick off than to remember these words from the ONE. So this new year,make new plans for yourself and for the world. You say after midnight, the new year will begin, so ho will you celebrate the new year? As the old year will bid goodbye, similarly,

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They say that what you do on the first day of the year is something that is fated to be your disposition or your destiny for the rest of the year. So let's see if this saying is indeed true. Shall be put this to the test?! So I'm blogging now. Does THAT mean that because I did such that this year will fare out to be better in terms of realizing writing everyday a reality? We shall see! New

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It's 9 a.m. tsk tsk very very far from the norm of the hours that I'm up and moving; thanks for vacations such as these-- soul saving. While I'm writing, we have the Rent songs playing over and over-- particularly, Seasons of Love. I love love the lyrics of the song. Now to the inevitable, despite all the bleakness the year 2007 has successfully dispersed down to the final days, there is the

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More than an excuse that I am back from a hiatus, I'd rather like to say that I am back from an interruption. So yes, obviously, I'm back from a six month absence. Again, because I'm finally on Christmas break and yes, I'd like to make this break count. Reemerge, reemerge, reemerge. So here are my thoughts: For the past six months or so it has come to my understanding that there is indeed no

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essie Tomas, Boy Abunda, Ricky Davao and Timmy Cruz are the celebrity hosts of “Time and Transformation,” a unique entertainment/ experiential program set at the Araneta Coliseum in Cubao, Quezon City, on Monday, June 18. Gates open at 6 p.m. and show time is at 7 p.m. Through song, dance and snappy video exchanges among prominent personalities of values-based vignettes, “Time and Transformation”

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So last night I was happily done with "Fat, Cranky and Full of It" by Sonni Viudez-- okay, I'm a tad bit woozy right now-- verge of sleeping-- but it was really really good. If more guys read it, they'd actually know how women are the greatest mystery ever and the sexes would live happily ever after for some moments-- at least! Anyway, the next one I'm reading is "Little Freedoms" by Maryanne

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After waking up at around 12 mn, I couldn't get to go to sleep anymore. By one-ish, I was back in the Internet-- great cure for emerging insomniacs like myself (I hope not!!!). All I did was look at the listings of all international schools registered in EARCOS-- okay okay, I was just browsing! I wanted to see what the vacant teaching jobs were. So I did a little experiment-- the results and

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Even at this time that I'm trying to whip up a thesis proposal and going through my stash of newly acquired NBS books, can I just say this. . . I LOVE BAGUIO!!! hehehehe! Now, I was going to go to SB (this gourmet coffee place) but heck ever since I could remember, I always want to get my money's worth. . . Here's what I need, ambiance, comfy couch, overflowing coffee. Why, while I was driving

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Since I've been off from official school work, there's nothing like being able to actually write on almost a daily basis (whether people read it or not, this really is for me anyway). ehehehe!!!! So here it is, just because of the sheer joy that I'm finally able to stroll along this endeared promenade (supposed to be) area, here is how Session Road looked at 11 a.m.

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The Construction of the Nationhood and Identity through Toilet signs!!!! hehehhee!

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Now here's the highlight of this particular market trip: Two words: Sweet Corn-- yum yum yum! I'm boiling one for myself now this very minute! Sweet Kamote is such a delectable treat--you'll see in my next post! I made mango cobbler today from a kilo that I bought! I love magoes!!!! OOOhhhhhkay, here's a picture that has bangus, I think Why, you could buy a dozen every single day!!!!!!!!!!!!

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This is the ultimate place to buy everything made by soy beans: warm taho, warm soybean milk, tofu, tokwa, soft tofu-- aaahhh! Vegetarian paradise!!!!!!!!!!! Interesting trivia just right outside the display glass. Need I say more??? Yum yum yum, when they're done, the bottle is warm. No sugar at all. It's a really heathly drink. Vincent Van gogh should have taken inspiration from the hues

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Due to my inability to move and shift things in the correct chronological way, you will have to eat from down to up. Forgive me!!!!!!! Dig dig dig this. Donuts that look like something out of Mister or Dunkin donuts for only 3 bucks. Unfortunately, I've never been a donut fan so I didn't try to do a taste test. Anyway, it was really really amusing!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There's actually steam that

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Okay. So I don't know if it's me or my good luck but I can only load up once successfully. So that means I will have part 3 and 4, or even till 5. To post all the relevant pictures. Before I even got the market, I couldn't help myself but heed to the call of "National Bookstore". I was having an inner debate on whether or not I'm going to blow my moola on all and I mean all of Jessica Zafra's

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You've gotta cut me some slack. I took the advantage to go to HBC. I confess, I'm not into going to the parlor on a regular basis. When I go for some occasional haircut I get this incessant question of : So, who does your hair??? I detest that question. I just say, "Oh anyone." Have a shamed myself to shreds. Have I implied a non-sophisticated frumpy level for myself? You know what, I don't care

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Do or Die!!! It's Friday and I have my thesis proposal to finish by the end of this day. I need an energizer. Mediation thought: Thank you thank you thank you for all these auspicious opportunities. Now, being true to this life in Baguio, I'm taking some pictures of the Baguio Market. Now, because I'm vegetarian, I might be biased okay? Off I go! I'll be back!

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I may not be able to be as mobile and as hawk-eyed as others in as far as the stuff that goes around here but from my work place, I relish the opportunity to marvel at the art work the students have done. Apart from actually coming up with a really simple book with the help of some students and staff-- not to mention, my co-teacher Cynthia, the environment of Baguio is soooo conducive for such

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Call it a nightmare come true but for days on end, I could not write a word. . . maybe work has gotten this "high" hands over my head. . . and I was to caught up reading other people's blogs that I did not even have enough oomph to even check my site. Hahaha! I actually have been reading Bryanboy. Well, school is over and I'm giving myself this nth chance of writing over and over and over again.

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I'm back from Manila!!! And I've finally kissed the ground and paid homage to my mother-ship: UP Diliman. I've honestly been reading from other blogs as often as I 've been reading the newspaper-- Inquirer--which is everyday-- like second skin, like brushing one's teeth. As a beginning blogger, I specifically looked into the blog of my old-time friend jester-in-exile. That's how I actually got

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. .“Thank your grandmothers and mothers who have lived and paved the way for you ladies to have a better life out there.” That’s something I said to a class some months ago. Y’know, the fun part about teaching is that sometimes you get engaged in this impromptu soliloquy where instant insights lead to sudden outbursts of authentic talk–”me” talking. I’ve recently turned thirty. While age really

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. . . nothing exists unless it is written. . . To end, let me quote a most endearing thought by Natalie Goldberg, author of "Writing Down the Bones": "Writers live twice. They go along with their regular life . . . But there's another part of them that they have been training. The one that lives everything a second time." This is my last post for today. . . I do have so much to do-- it's

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. . . nothing exists unless it is written. . . To end, let me quote a most endearing thought by Natalie Goldberg, author of "Writing Down the Bones": "Writers live twice. They go along with their regular life . . . But there's another part of them that they have been training. The one that lives everything a second time." Last February 13, my daughter, Calille (named after Kahlil Gibran),

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This is one sanctuary that is specially reserved as a watering hole when my best friend Christina comes from Manila. She's a Baguio dweller as well. . . A staple favorite is Ruins' Coffee-- reasonably priced at 25 bucks, I could have a maximum of three servings. I usually go on food quests: The criteria would be (not necessarily in particular order) taste, price (the deal I get), and ambiance

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. . . nothing exists unless it is written. . . To end, let me quote a most endearing thought by Natalie Goldberg, author of "Writing Down the Bones": "Writers live twice. They go along with their regular life . . . But there's another part of them that they have been training. The one that lives everything a second time." After our trip to Tam-Awan, the blissful glow of visiting tourist spots

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Okay, call me a victim but I've been rendered useless and voiceless for the past three weeks. It's just frustrating to keep calling Smart Bro and making a follow up every stinking day. Humph. . . Yes, I do go on-line at work but there are restrictions at work . . . so I couldn't. Anyway, do I have a line up of stuff: long delayed. . . but never mind. We look into the refreshed and regained

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At this point, I am honestly pondering on the seemingly trivialities that I write about . . . from pan de sal to this. . .??? What am I getting at . . .??? There must be something to all that I'm trying to put together. . . What it is, I might find out in the end. . . Remember I said that I wanted to look at stuff that is exclusively sold in Baguio brought about by its cool clime vis a vis

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There is nothing more romantic than having your pan de sal baked the pugon style. Much more so having your warm pan de sal and affording the crisp, early morning or the equally nifty-cold night partnered with a fifteen-peso fresh brew of coffee at the Shell station in Marcos Highway. While it does seem quite a drive all the way there, to be greeted with the waft of freshly baked pan de sal--

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Let me just share this bit by Ms. Julie Fianza about the upcoming events for the Baguio Flower Festival Panagbenga Parades on Feb. 24-25 By: Julie Fianza Email: news@baguiocity.com Posted: February 16, 2007 09:54:36 PM GMT(+8) BAGUIO CITY-The city’s main roads, parks and tourist spots are expected to be crowded with local and foreign visitors as the Panagbenga’s popular and most awaited

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. . . nothing exists unless it is written. . . To end, let me quote a most endearing thought by Natalie Goldberg, author of "Writing Down the Bones": "Writers live twice. They go along with their regular life . . . But there's another part of them that they have been training. The one that lives everything a second time."

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Allow me to just express my utter frustration at my lack of, techie-skills. I really really need to brush up on this. Let me work on my picture setting skills-- and I'll be zooming off in no time! Burnham Park for me has always been part of my growing up in Baguio. While there is the expected staples of a boat-ride you could haggle for around 40-60 pesos per hour, there are other aspects so

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While I don't have the luxury of time in terms of dutifully putting my words with the regard for the power of the written art, I will, in the best of my ability "speak" at my best in the next fifteen minutes or so. Blogging is indeed an emerging art. For me, it is something that must not be taken slightly. Anyway, after this unintended prologue. I claim I'm from here right? Well, after a

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BAGUIO ENGLISH: TWO GENERATIONS Many may take a first language for granted. As having a first language could be like a person’s second skin, many may not bother to delve into why’s and how’s of their first language. However, as I have looked into the intricacies of this study, here are statements that have arisen as insights: 1. A person’s first language is as important as a person’s name. 2. A

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Getting into the Baguio campus means a picturesque ascent into the mountains (5,000 feet above sea level) as a salubrious pine breeze greets any traveler. In a time and place where a question of limited space and a shortage of natural surroundings abound, there are two distinct qualities that Brent Baguio prides itself of: a campus resting on a scenic sprawling thirty hectares of green, green

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Having a popular magazine in your hands is like holding an intricate blue print to a culture of a given nation. Leaf through a woman’s magazine and it would be like peeking into the underwear drawer of the women of a nation—reading through the articles, feasting on the artwork and gobbling up the advertisements is said to be intently staring into the “windows to the lives of the reading and

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4 a.m. Funny to think that I have gotten sick on Christmas eve-- and only to degenerate in health on Christmas day. It's funny to think that only ten hours ago was I whelmed with an intolerable cough, relentless vomiting (i suppose i should stop with the details here). Anyway, you do get the message. . . (lost in thought).Anyway, on this particular "the day before Christmas Eve", I was with my

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I've often wondered how the world would be like in terms of the balancing of nature, humankind, science, and technology-- would it be set in such in a semblance of serving benevolently to each other. . . blogging could be one-- I've never imagined how reconciling blogging could be for the human spirit and a personal computer-- humankind is remarkable (despite its own despises). Basking in the

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