<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239</id><updated>2011-05-03T17:59:42.018+08:00</updated><category term='inside my head'/><category term='poetry and literature'/><category term='music'/><category term='mountain province'/><category term='language'/><category term='sabangan'/><category term='movies'/><title type='text'>FrEedOm LyRiC</title><subtitle type='html'>"anything under the sun"...
that's all there is in this blog...Sabangan, MP, Literature, Poetry, Music, Arts, Movies, things inside my head...anythin. 
not all of the writings here are mine, by the way. there're poems by long-gone poets and essays &amp;/or short stories by writers of long ago and of tomorrow. 'hope this is useful to you. thanks for visitin by the way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-7809778410787899336</id><published>2008-04-16T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:58:43.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chiLdren no more</title><content type='html'>there comes a time in a mother's/father's life when s/he has to stop treating her/his chiLd as a baby. difficult, yeah, but children grow up too, and though they need their folks' guidance, they also have to do things on their own.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what billy ray cyrus (you rock!) has to say about what i just wrote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=s1208338099&amp;border=4&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0x08D6F7&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/darkblueconcert.gif&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=verdana&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=3.6" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-7809778410787899336?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/7809778410787899336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=7809778410787899336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/7809778410787899336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/7809778410787899336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2008/04/children-no-more.html' title='chiLdren no more'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-8007691643178497303</id><published>2008-02-13T21:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:46:36.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>i just love this kind of pLot!</title><content type='html'>click &lt;a href="http://s217.photobucket.com/albums/cc80/aeonflux09/?action=view&amp;current=someday_nickeLback.flv"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for the video . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Someday&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How the hell did we wind up like this? &lt;br /&gt;Why weren't we able, &lt;br /&gt;to see the signs that we missed &lt;br /&gt;And try turn the tables &lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd unclench your fists, &lt;br /&gt;and unpack your suitcase &lt;br /&gt;Lately there's been too much of this &lt;br /&gt;But don't think it's too late &lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong, just as long as &lt;br /&gt;You know that someday I will &lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right &lt;br /&gt;but not right now &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that) &lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right &lt;br /&gt;but not right now &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway &lt;br /&gt;That we could end up saying &lt;br /&gt;Things we've always needed to say &lt;br /&gt;So we could end up staying &lt;br /&gt;Now the story's played out like this &lt;br /&gt;Just like a paperback novel &lt;br /&gt;Let's rewrite an ending that fits &lt;br /&gt;Instead of a Hollywood horror &lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong, just as long as &lt;br /&gt;You know that someday I will &lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right &lt;br /&gt;but not right now &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that) &lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right &lt;br /&gt;but not right now &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that) &lt;br /&gt;How the hell did we wind up like this? &lt;br /&gt;Why weren't we able, &lt;br /&gt;to see the signs that we missed &lt;br /&gt;And try to turn the tables &lt;br /&gt;Now the story's played out like this &lt;br /&gt;Just like a paperback novel &lt;br /&gt;Let's rewrite an ending that fits &lt;br /&gt;Instead of a Hollywood horror &lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong, just as long as &lt;br /&gt;You know that someday I will &lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right &lt;br /&gt;but not right now &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that) &lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right &lt;br /&gt;but not right now &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that) &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when &lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that) &lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-8007691643178497303?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/8007691643178497303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=8007691643178497303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/8007691643178497303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/8007691643178497303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2008/02/someday-how-hell-did-we-wind-up-like.html' title='i just love this kind of pLot!'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-2630679497663799436</id><published>2007-10-15T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:41:57.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>S.H.I.T.</title><content type='html'>Stop right there. I am not swearin, neither am I encouragin profanity. The acronym above stands for South Harmon Institute of Technology, the name of the phony but really cool college in the movie I watched earlier. The movie is titled "ACCEPTED", and it's the story of four friends who came up with their own fake (at first) college after being denied acceptance by virtually all colleges that they applied to. With a li'l help from a disillusioned former college teacher, these "rejection experts" were then able to make things work - for themselves, and for all the other "rejects" who got accepted into their college thru their supposed-to-be-phony website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is deemed very important nowadays. It is indispensable, it is a need, a must, a right. Yet many are actually bein denied that so-called right coz of the presence of college entrance exams, as the case is in many of the colleges and universities here in the philippines. i took a college entrance exam myself, and it was great coz i passed, but then i couldn't justify the need for it anymore. If a person fails a college entrance exam, does it mean, then, that s/he is not good enough to take the course s/he took the test for? when it all comes down to it, intelligence is nothing in college - it's passion, diligence, and patience that makes one graduate with flying colors. someone who passed the entrance exams of a certain college might not do well in there in the long run, and someone who didn't pass might do well somewhere else. it ain't all about who is more intelligent or who is better at something, it's about one's interest and how s/he works towards making things work for her/himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be so quick to judge us by the way we look."&lt;br /&gt;Just coz someone looks and smells like success doesn't mean s/he is so, and just coz something doesn't seem "right" in someone doesn't mean he isn't good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-2630679497663799436?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/2630679497663799436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=2630679497663799436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/2630679497663799436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/2630679497663799436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/10/shit.html' title='S.H.I.T.'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-6149706956198436170</id><published>2007-08-30T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:43:16.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry and literature'/><title type='text'>BiLLbOaRdS aNd TrEeS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZvrn03rwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h21gWXkxcaA/s1600-h/billboard+covering+tree.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZvrn03rwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h21gWXkxcaA/s320/billboard+covering+tree.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104390022886829826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song of the Open Road&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ogden nash_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I shall never see&lt;br /&gt;A billboard lovely as a tree&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, unless the billboards fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never see a tree at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZrI303rvI/AAAAAAAAACs/z0xXs3oosvw/s1600-h/sequoia1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZrI303rvI/AAAAAAAAACs/z0xXs3oosvw/s320/sequoia1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104385027839864562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_joyce kilmer_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK that I shall never see   &lt;br /&gt;A poem lovely as a tree.   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;A tree whose hungry mouth is prest   &lt;br /&gt;Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;A tree that looks at God all day,         &lt;br /&gt;And lifts her leafy arms to pray;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;A tree that may in summer wear   &lt;br /&gt;A nest of robins in her hair;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Upon whose bosom snow has lain;   &lt;br /&gt;Who intimately lives with rain.  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Poems are made by fools like me,   &lt;br /&gt;But only God can make a tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-6149706956198436170?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/6149706956198436170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=6149706956198436170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/6149706956198436170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/6149706956198436170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/08/song-of-open-road-trees.html' title='BiLLbOaRdS aNd TrEeS'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZvrn03rwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h21gWXkxcaA/s72-c/billboard+covering+tree.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-2660197015820317371</id><published>2007-08-30T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:42:47.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>iNteReStEd iN tHe SpAnIsH LaNgUaGe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZHbn03ruI/AAAAAAAAACk/JV5mS2Cf4zw/s1600-h/spain_portugal_peninsular_war.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZHbn03ruI/AAAAAAAAACk/JV5mS2Cf4zw/s320/spain_portugal_peninsular_war.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104345767543811810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this free 6-day online Spanish course that I had earlier this month, and tell ya what, it was very helpful. All I learned were the basics, coz it's the free part anyway, but it was good. Worth my while, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following is an excerpt from the newsletter that the author of the site sent me. Check it out, hope it'll help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, I've been getting so many questions from users of my Mini-Course that I just had to include another note for you. Have you been wondering what the difference is between Latin American Spanish and Castilian Spanish (Castellano)? You may have heard people talk as if they were two different languages, and you may be wondering whether you're learning the right kind of Spanish for your situation. In this newsletter, I'll explain why the distinction between the two can be confusing, give you some tips about the type of Spanish best for you, and explain the kind of Spanish you'll find in Rocket Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish isn't a static, uniform language, anymore than English is. For example, even though people in America, Britain, Australia, and New Zealand all speak English, they do so with distinctly identifiable accents and some quite remarkable regional variations. In fact, if you're talking about cookies (biscuits), trucks (lorries), or pants (trousers), you may wonder if American English and British English aren't completely different languages. The same is true with Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the number of regional variations, it may be a bit general to divide all Spanish into Castellano (spoken in Spain) and Latin American (spoken in the Americas). There are a wide variety of regional accents in Latin America, from the rich slang of Mexico and Chile to the Quechua-influenced Spanish of the Andean region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all learn-Spanish courses base their material on the most widely accepted Spanish, that is promoted by the Royal Spanish Academy (Real Academia Española). You can go anywhere in the Spanish-speaking world and be understood if you are speaking this "formal" Spanish. At a beginner's level, you will be learning the most basic building blocks of Spanish, which won't vary no matter which variation of Spanish you're learning.  The biggest difference among Spanish courses taught by Peruvians, Mexicans, Spaniards, etc., will be in the use of the 'vosotros' form (used only in Spain) and the pronunciation.  Spaniards will often pronounce 'z' and the 'c' before an 'i' or 'e' as a 'th' sound (rather like a lisp), while Latin Americans will pronounce these letters as an 's' sound.  Spaniards also usually pronounce 'll' as a 'y' sound, while many Latin Americans will pronounce it as a 'j' sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, just as your knowledge of a particular variation of English doesn't keep you from being able to understand an English speaker from another country, so other Spanish speakers will be able to understand you no matter which kind of Spanish you ultimately learn.  Spanish speakers are just as aware of the language differences among their countries as English speakers are aware of the language differences among theirs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, they'll often be able to identify where you learned your Spanish by your accent!  Rocket Spanish editor Amy Waterman learned Spanish in a village in the Andes Mountains of Ecuador.  When she returned to the U.S., a Salvadorian friend told her that she spoke like a peasant (como una campesina). He could identify the origins of her Spanish accent ... despite the fact that her Spanish still had strong traces of her American accent! Her accent didn't keep her Salvadorian friend or Mexican friends from understanding her - they just noticed that it was unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a beginner's level, it shouldn't matter much to you which sort of Spanish you learn. However, once you advance to an intermediate or advanced level, you should have a good idea of how you're going to use your Spanish. If your goal is to study abroad in Spain or spend a lot of time in Europe, then a Castilian accent will serve you in good stead. However, if you're living in the Western Hemisphere, a Latin American pronunciation will often prove to be more useful to you than a Castilian one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United States has the fifth largest Latino population in the world (35.3 million as of 2000), and the Spanish you'll hear spoken in the U.S. has strong Latin American roots, driven by its mainly Mexican composition. Some believe that the influence of the Latin American accent will grow as the Latino population in the U.S. gains increased media representation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wary of learn-Spanish programs that claim to be able to teach you to speak in an accent indistinguishable from a native speaker. This sort of goal is unrealistic and takes your focus away from where it should be: mastering the language itself.  Often, you can listen to foreigners who are completely fluent in Spanish, who have&lt;br /&gt;lived in Spanish-speaking countries for many years, and hear a trace of their native accent. This isn't undesirable; in fact, you will often find that Spanish speakers find your "foreign" accent endearing! Personally, I find foreign accents fascinating, and Spanish speakers are no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Gracias por tu tiempo, y hasta luego!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.rocketlanguages.com/spanish/news/983newsletter01.php"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for a sample audio lesson...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-2660197015820317371?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/2660197015820317371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=2660197015820317371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/2660197015820317371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/2660197015820317371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/08/interested-in-language.html' title='iNteReStEd iN tHe SpAnIsH LaNgUaGe?'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtZHbn03ruI/AAAAAAAAACk/JV5mS2Cf4zw/s72-c/spain_portugal_peninsular_war.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-4968264211156809878</id><published>2007-08-29T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:42:16.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>bLoOd DiAmOnD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9UX03rjI/AAAAAAAAABM/CZB946U3TJo/s1600-h/Blood_Diamond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9UX03rjI/AAAAAAAAABM/CZB946U3TJo/s320/Blood_Diamond.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104053172896771634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was released last year, but it was only today that I watched it - on cable. George and I had plans to watch it the time it was released, but things got so busy [practicum!!] so we didn't..and George dear, sorry I wasn't able to come last June, which resulted to you not watchin "The Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End"....bawi next time 'dre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if you didn't watch this movie, you better do. It's a good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9Un03rkI/AAAAAAAAABU/JRSk0N-gS_g/s1600-h/danny+archer+and+soLomon+vandi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9Un03rkI/AAAAAAAAABU/JRSk0N-gS_g/s320/danny+archer+and+soLomon+vandi.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104053177191738946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set against the backdrop of civil war and chaos in 1990's Sierra Leone, Blood Diamond is the story of Danny Archer (Leonardo DiCaprio), an ex-mercenary from Zimbabwe, and Solomon Vandy (Djimon Hounsou), a Mende fisherman. Both men are African, but they are as different as they could be, until their fates were joined by a common quest to recover a rare pink diamond that could change both their lives. While in prison for smuggling, Archer learns that Solomon, who was taken from his family and forced to work in the diamond fields, has found and hidden "the stone". With the help of Maddy Bowen (Jennifer Connelly), an American journalist whose idealism is tempered by a deepening connection with Archer, the two men embark on a trek through rebel territory, a journey that could save Solomon's family and give Danny the second chance he thought he would never have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9Un03rlI/AAAAAAAAABc/yM9vYEOJcvo/s1600-h/djimon+as+soLomon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9Un03rlI/AAAAAAAAABc/yM9vYEOJcvo/s320/djimon+as+soLomon.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104053177191738962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Third World is not a world apart... and the witness you will hear today speaks on its behalf. Let us hear the voice of that world. Let us learn from that voice... and let us ignore it no more. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Solomon Vandy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a &lt;strong&gt;BLOOD DIAMOND&lt;/strong&gt; anyway? A blood diamond (also called a conflict diamond, dirty diamond or war diamond) is a diamond mined in a war zone and sold, usually clandestinely, in order to finance an insurgent, invading army's war efforts or for warlord-like activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;vocabulary check&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLANDESTINELY&lt;/strong&gt; (adv): secretly [CLANDESTINE (adj): marked by, or held in secrecy] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSURGENT&lt;/strong&gt; (adj):  rising in opposition to civil authority or established leadership: rebellious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSURGENT&lt;/strong&gt; (n):  a person who revolts against civil authority or an established government, especially a rebel not recognized as a belligerent; one who acts contrary to the policies and decisions of one's own political party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BELLIGERENT&lt;/strong&gt; (adj): waging war, specifically, belonging to or recognized as a state at war and protected by and subject to the laws of war&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-4968264211156809878?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/4968264211156809878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=4968264211156809878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/4968264211156809878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/4968264211156809878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='bLoOd DiAmOnD'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtU9UX03rjI/AAAAAAAAABM/CZB946U3TJo/s72-c/Blood_Diamond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-8903804976795934172</id><published>2007-08-28T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:44:07.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my head'/><title type='text'>tAkE iT fRoM mE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtOzkX03rhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3X83a2e5wjs/s1600-h/image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtOzkX03rhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3X83a2e5wjs/s320/image188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103620240193334802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's a dangerous business going out of your door, Frodo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a line from Gandalf in John Ronald Reuel Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I'm not sure, however, if I got it verbatim. Yeah, it sure is dangerous goin out one's door, but there are times that one doesn't have to leave his/her house to encounter danger. Just try watchin the news and you'll know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i "lost" my cellular phone today, 28August2007. It's none of the world's business, I know, but I just have to post it here coz til this moment, I'm still shocked by the fact that someone entered our backyard and did what s/he did! hay Baguio.. you're never safe, not even in your own backyard. I'm just glad this ain't my hometown (or "homecity", should there be such a word)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm to blame coz I left the window open (but the curtain down of course), but it's been that way for four years now and nobody ever dared to steal my things til today - or til dawn of today. I slept at two am, so I'm guessing the act was done around three. I'm impressed, huh? Imagine a person stayin up til dawn just to steal a mobile phone that isn't even "in". S/he must really be in dire need, don't you think? That person should have taken the earphone too, afterall, I don't need it anymore now that "I donated" (that's how Nikki put it) my phone to him/her. Remember the story/anecdote about the child whose slipper fell into the river? He let the other pair go too, since he has no use for it anymore and so that should the slippers be found by someone else, it'd be of use. It's not &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt; possible, but it might work...same with the CP accessory, the recipient of my "involuntary donation" (&lt;i&gt;yeah, I know this phrase is incorrect coz there's no such thing as an involuntary donation&lt;/i&gt;) should have taken that too. (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been nice to have screamed, shouted, and expressed my disappointment with the doer of the act, but I simply wasn't in the mood to do any of that this mornin. Either I'm bein unbelievably nice, or I'm resigned to the fact that the world is filled with people who just couldn't do anything but to take what ain't theirs. Nah, I think I'm just bein unbelievably nice. I will never resign to the fact that I just mentioned, coz I'm still hopin people will change for the better, just as I'm hopin that I will turn out to be a better person than I was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to the World, and May God Bless Us All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-8903804976795934172?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/8903804976795934172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=8903804976795934172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/8903804976795934172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/8903804976795934172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/08/take-it-from-me.html' title='tAkE iT fRoM mE'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtOzkX03rhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3X83a2e5wjs/s72-c/image188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-6928973086292643626</id><published>2007-08-27T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:41:31.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry and literature'/><title type='text'>eDgAr aLLaN pOe'S pOeMs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE RAVEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, &lt;br /&gt;Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, &lt;br /&gt;While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, &lt;br /&gt;As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. &lt;br /&gt;"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-- &lt;br /&gt;Only this, and nothing more." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, &lt;br /&gt;And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. &lt;br /&gt;Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I had sought to borrow &lt;br /&gt;From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore-- &lt;br /&gt;For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-- &lt;br /&gt;Nameless here for evermore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain &lt;br /&gt;Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; &lt;br /&gt;So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, &lt;br /&gt;"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-- &lt;br /&gt;Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-- &lt;br /&gt;This it is, and nothing more." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, &lt;br /&gt;"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; &lt;br /&gt;But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, &lt;br /&gt;And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, &lt;br /&gt;That I scarce was sure I heard you"--here I opened wide the door;-- &lt;br /&gt;Darkness there, and nothing more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, &lt;br /&gt;Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; &lt;br /&gt;But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, &lt;br /&gt;And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!" &lt;br /&gt;This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-- &lt;br /&gt;Merely this, and nothing more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, &lt;br /&gt;Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. &lt;br /&gt;"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: &lt;br /&gt;Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-- &lt;br /&gt;Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-- &lt;br /&gt;'Tis the wind and nothing more." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, &lt;br /&gt;In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; &lt;br /&gt;Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; &lt;br /&gt;But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-- &lt;br /&gt;Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-- &lt;br /&gt;Perched, and sat, and nothing more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, &lt;br /&gt;By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. &lt;br /&gt;"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, &lt;br /&gt;Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-- &lt;br /&gt;Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" &lt;br /&gt;Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, &lt;br /&gt;Though its answer little meaning--little relevancy bore; &lt;br /&gt;For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being &lt;br /&gt;Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-- &lt;br /&gt;Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, &lt;br /&gt;With such name as "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only &lt;br /&gt;That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing further then he uttered--not a feather then he fluttered-- &lt;br /&gt;Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before-- &lt;br /&gt;On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." &lt;br /&gt;Then the bird said, "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, &lt;br /&gt;"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, &lt;br /&gt;Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster &lt;br /&gt;Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-- &lt;br /&gt;Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore &lt;br /&gt;Of 'Never--nevermore'." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, &lt;br /&gt;Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust, and door; &lt;br /&gt;Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking &lt;br /&gt;Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-- &lt;br /&gt;What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore &lt;br /&gt;Meant in croaking "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing &lt;br /&gt;To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; &lt;br /&gt;This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining &lt;br /&gt;On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, &lt;br /&gt;But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er, &lt;br /&gt;She shall press, ah, nevermore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer &lt;br /&gt;Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. &lt;br /&gt;"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee,--by these angels he hath sent thee &lt;br /&gt;Respite,--respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! &lt;br /&gt;Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" &lt;br /&gt;Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!-- &lt;br /&gt;Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, &lt;br /&gt;Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-- &lt;br /&gt;On this home by horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore-- &lt;br /&gt;Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me, I implore!" &lt;br /&gt;Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil--prophet still, if bird or devil! &lt;br /&gt;By that Heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore-- &lt;br /&gt;Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, &lt;br /&gt;It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-- &lt;br /&gt;Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." &lt;br /&gt;Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked upstarting-- &lt;br /&gt;"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! &lt;br /&gt;Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! &lt;br /&gt;Leave my loneliness unbroken!--quit the bust above my door! &lt;br /&gt;Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" &lt;br /&gt;Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting &lt;br /&gt;On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; &lt;br /&gt;And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, &lt;br /&gt;And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; &lt;br /&gt;And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor &lt;br /&gt;Shall be lifted--nevermore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The Raven" is one of the best poems I have ever read, and I like it simply because it haunted me. I'm not sure as to whether it has something to do with Poe's wife (as is "Annabel Lee") or not, but given his history, it might as well have. An analysis of this poem is very much welcome. No need to do it the "formal way", do it the reader response way. Just tell me what you think about it. thanks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtO8i303riI/AAAAAAAAABE/mDeT9mdAacQ/s1600-h/rose--refLections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtO8i303riI/AAAAAAAAABE/mDeT9mdAacQ/s320/rose--refLections.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103630110028181026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ANNABEL LEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was many and many a year ago,&lt;br /&gt;In a kingdom by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;That a maiden there lived whom you may know&lt;br /&gt;By the name of Annabel Lee;&lt;br /&gt;And this maiden she lived with no other thought&lt;br /&gt;Than to love and be loved by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a child and she was a child,&lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea;&lt;br /&gt;But we loved with a love that was more than love-&lt;br /&gt;I and my Annabel Lee;&lt;br /&gt;With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Coveted her and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the reason that, long ago,&lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful Annabel Lee;&lt;br /&gt;So that her highborn kinsman came&lt;br /&gt;And bore her away from me,&lt;br /&gt;To shut her up in a sepulchre&lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels, not half so happy in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Went envying her and me-&lt;br /&gt;Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,&lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea)&lt;br /&gt;That the wind came out of the cloud by night,&lt;br /&gt;Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our love it was stronger by far than the love&lt;br /&gt;Of those who were older than we-&lt;br /&gt;Of many far wiser than we-&lt;br /&gt;And neither the angels in heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;Nor the demons down under the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Can ever dissever my soul from the soul&lt;br /&gt;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;&lt;br /&gt;And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;&lt;br /&gt;And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side&lt;br /&gt;Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,&lt;br /&gt;In the sepulchre there by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;In her tomb by the sounding sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-6928973086292643626?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/6928973086292643626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=6928973086292643626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/6928973086292643626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/6928973086292643626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/08/edgar-allan-poes-poems.html' title='eDgAr aLLaN pOe&apos;S pOeMs'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtO8i303riI/AAAAAAAAABE/mDeT9mdAacQ/s72-c/rose--refLections.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064595679059113239.post-3499340081410228868</id><published>2007-08-23T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:40:21.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabangan'/><title type='text'>MP : mountain problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo Mountain Province! how has life been after the elections that cost almost all MP people their pride and dignity? the same? or has it changed much? i dunno about the other municipalities, but the Municipality of Sabangan sure had it bad [especially so since he (guess who) lost big time in there]. what a shame.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foLLowing is a copy of the Letters sent by victor dominguez and/or armando aLuyen to some peopLe somewhere in the MP from 30march2007 to 29may2007.&lt;br /&gt;i wouLd've Loved to post the originaLs / photocopies of the originaLs, but i haven't figured out how to do that just yet..besides, got no scanner here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETTER ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              Poblacion, Sabangan&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              Mountain Province&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              March 30, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest &lt;strong&gt;Analiza,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;A pleasant day to you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    With all sincerity I come to you once again to appeal for your support so I can continue the free education program which has been started.&lt;br /&gt;    I envision a total educational development for valued students like you through FREE COLLEGE EDUCATION PROGRAM providing you the opportunity to obtain a college degree amidst poverty and economic difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;    This is my program I have initiated since 2004 to present. With your help and support and I come out victorious this Election Day, the FREE COLLEGE EDUCATION PROGRAM will extend for TWENTY FIVE (25) YEARS starting 2008. Your vote is of great importance so that I may serve as your Congressman again and continue this program that will not only benefit you but also your younger brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;    Let me emphasize that this program is my own initiative and privilege and it is my prerogative to choose students who will avail of it. it is a fact that losing your support means losing these privileges of having a continuous free tuition and miscellaneous fees.&lt;br /&gt;    Here's to a better Mountain Province through FREE COLLEGE EDUCATION! God Bless, Matago-tago tako amin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   Very truly yours, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  (sgd) &lt;strong&gt;VICTOR S. DOMINGUEZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Analiza Gayec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barangay Alab&lt;br /&gt;Bontoc, Mountain Province&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;that was a Letter sent to Analiza Gayec, an MPSPC student. by the way, at the top of the page where this Letter was written was a picture of victor and this text: &lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR FREE COLLEGE EDUCATION, MEDICAL ASSISTANCE, HOSPITALIZATION. RE-ELECT CONGRESSMAN VICTOR S. DOMINGUEZ&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETTER TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;strong&gt;REPUBLIC OF THE PHILIPPINES&lt;br /&gt;                                         HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES&lt;br /&gt;                                                      QUEZON CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hon. Victor S. Dominguez&lt;br /&gt;Congressman, Mt. Province&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memorandum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR:             &lt;strong&gt;Dr. NIEVES A. DACYON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    President, MPSPC, Bontoc, MOUNTAIN Province&lt;br /&gt;ATTETION:    &lt;strong&gt;The Registrar&lt;/strong&gt;, MPSPC&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT:      &lt;strong&gt;Exclusion of some students to the Free Education Program (free &lt;br /&gt;                    tuition and free miscellaneous fee)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE:           May 20, 2007                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The Free Education Program (Free Tuition and Miscellaneous Fees) that is presently implemented at MPSPC has been deliberately misconceived by some of the students and parents as program of the government without the efforts and representation made by the undersigned despite our series of explanation. Their premeditated non-acceptance that this program is a privilege means refusal to appreciate the convenience and benefits brought about by the program. Therefore, we are compelled to exclude them from availing the same. Those who are to be excluded are students from:&lt;br /&gt;    1. The entire Municipality of Sabangan, Sagada, Besao&lt;br /&gt;    2. Otucan Norte, Bauko&lt;br /&gt;    3. Bila, Bauko&lt;br /&gt;    4. Bagnen Proper, Bauko&lt;br /&gt;    5. Bagnen, Oriente, Bauko&lt;br /&gt;    6. Alab Proper, Bontoc&lt;br /&gt;    7. Alab Oriente, Bontoc&lt;br /&gt;    8. Balili, Bontoc&lt;br /&gt;    9. Bayyo, Bontoc&lt;br /&gt;    10. Lubon, Tadian&lt;br /&gt;    11. Masla, Tadian&lt;br /&gt;    12. Batayan, Tadian&lt;br /&gt;    13. Poblacion, Tadian&lt;br /&gt;    14. List of selected students to be submitted later in coordination with Mr. Edgar Cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It is requested that the First Year Students from the above-mentioned barangays will pay their tuition and miscellaneous fees until screening process shall have been finished. Further requested that all students who are not from the above-mentioned barangays shall secure a clearance from this office to avail of the Free Tuition and Miscellaneous Fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thank you for your full compliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             &lt;strong&gt;  (sgd) VICTOR S. DOMINGUEZ&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office: Room 110 Northwing, Batasan Complex, Quezon City *** Tel No. 9315001 Local 7329 DL Telefax No. 9316498&lt;br /&gt;Residence: No. 75 May Street, Congressional Village, Quezon City *** Tel. No. 9261878 Telefax No. 9276637&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just in case you didn't notice, attention was written as "ATTETION". it is a typographicaL error, but it ain't mine. it's how it was written here, it's how i wiLL write it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETTER THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Republic of the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                            Mountain Province State Polytechnic College&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Bontoc, Mountain Province&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORANDUM PNAD 108, s. 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO         :     DR. GREGORIO M. DELOS SANTOS, VPAA&lt;br /&gt;                    DR. PETER L. PUMA-AT, Dean, Bontoc Campus&lt;br /&gt;                    DR. NENA D. PEREZ, Dean, Tadian Campus&lt;br /&gt;                    MS. CLEMENTINA F. DIOHEN, Registrar, Bontoc Campus&lt;br /&gt;                    MS. CARMEN NGAMILOT, Registrar, Tadian Campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM     :     (sgd) NIEVES A. DACYON&lt;br /&gt;                    College President&lt;br /&gt;RE          :     Information on Scholarship&lt;br /&gt;DATE      :     May 21, 2007                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;    Be informed that as per instruction from the Office of the Congressman, Victor S. Dominguez, those who are entitled to full scholarship shall be able to present a certification of full scholarship grant from the Office of the Congressman. This shall take effect this 1st semester, SY 2007-2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For compliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETTER FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Republic of the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;                                             House of Representatives&lt;br /&gt;                                             Quezon City, Metro Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armando B. Aluyen&lt;br /&gt;Chief of Staff&lt;br /&gt;Office of Cong. Victor S. Dominguez&lt;br /&gt;Lone District, Mountain Province&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         May 29, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. NIEVES A. DACYON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Province State Polytechnic College&lt;br /&gt;Bontoc, Mountain Province&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Attention:     The Registrar&lt;br /&gt;                        MPSPC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ma'am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is in connection to the Free Education Program of Hon. Victor S. Dominguez, which is the subject of a Memorandum dated May 20, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In order not to affect the enrollment as scheduled, please consider all students who are not from the localities specified in the memorandum as temporarily cleared and qualified for the said program. This is however without prejudice to the screening process and evaluation which may result to amendments and final lists of awardees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             Very Truly yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             (sgd) &lt;strong&gt;ARMANDO B. ALUYEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETTER FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Republic of the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                Mountain Province State Polytechnic College&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Bontoc, Mountain Province&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            OFFICE OF THE PRESIDENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORANDUM PNAD No. 113, s. 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO            :       &lt;strong&gt;Dr. Peter L. Puma-at&lt;br /&gt;                         Dr. Nena D. Perez&lt;br /&gt;                         Ms. Clementina F. Diohen&lt;br /&gt;                         Ms. Carmen Ngamilot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM       :        (sgd) &lt;strong&gt;NIEVES A. DACYON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE           :         &lt;strong&gt;Scholarship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE       :         &lt;strong&gt;May 29, 2007                                                                               &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You are hereby instructed to consider the letter of Mr. Armando B. Aluyen, to wit; please consider all students/enrollees who are not from the localities specified in the memorandum as temporarily cleared and qualified for the said program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For compliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's more where that came from! i also have here something written by "concerned citizens" [kudos to you pipz!], and here's something from said letter:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY, BACK TO "FREE EDUCATION". RECORDS SHOW THAT:&lt;br /&gt;1. TUITION FEES OF STUDENTS AT THE MPSPC  &lt;strong&gt;HAD BEEN PAID UNTIL DECEMBER 31, 2007. &lt;/strong&gt;IT CAN SAFELY BE ASSUMED THAT THE TWO (2) SEMESTERS WERE ALREADY PAID.&lt;br /&gt;2. THE FUNDS FOR THIS PURPOSE ARE SOURCED OUT FROM THE NATIONAL COMMISSION ON INDIGENOUS PEOPLES-EDUCATIONAL ASSISTANCE PROGRAM (NCIP-EAP).&lt;br /&gt;3. SHOULD THERE BE ANY DEFICIENCY IT SHALL BE AUGMENTED FROM THE PRIORITY DEVELOPMENT ASSISTANCE FUND (PDAF).&lt;br /&gt;4. THE NCIP-EAP EXISTS IN ALL THE PROVINCES IN THE CORDILLERA ADMINISTRATIVE REGION (CAR), INCLUDING THE CITY OF BAGUIO.&lt;br /&gt;5. THIS FUND SHOULD NOT BE FOR &lt;strong&gt;POLITICAL ACCOMODATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm just wonderin why there's an "HonorabLe" before victor's name... "HonorabLe" my ass! He's not even cLose to bein so. So sue me! Atleast I'm honest enough to teLL the worLd how I perceive that freak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;by the way, about the exclusion of the students from Sabangan in the "free education program" [free education program my ass!], it ain't a problem in town anymore. Former mayor Jup and mayor Donato (with a Lot of help from other people and/or organizations in the town itself) worked somethin out sometime last june. Now that's what i call ingenuous politics. If only people would just quit exhibiting personalism. tsk tsk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtKh2303rcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4-Rn2Qdcrag/s1600-h/PrinceOfPersia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtKh2303rcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4-Rn2Qdcrag/s400/PrinceOfPersia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103319291834904002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has the "prince of persia" got to do with this? nothin much, just a springboard for what i'm gonna write next. do we Live in a democracy, or an absoLute monarchy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say we have a democratic government, but why is it that poLiticians controL some PNP officiaLs and pubLic schooL heads? Why was victor&amp;nbsp; s. dominguez abLe to have some poLicemen transferred from the Sabangan Police Station to Camp Dangwa? Why was he abLe to have a very quaLified substitute teacher transferred from&amp;nbsp; Sabangan Elementary SchooL to Capinitan Elementary SchooL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantLy, why did the &amp;quot;superiors&amp;quot; of these individuaLs obey victor? One thing more, why did he have these peopLe transferred? SimpLe. They did not vote for him during the eLections Last May. duh?! what a moron. i did not vote for him too!!! Truth be toLd, victor s. dominguez had been harassing a certain group since May 2007 (even earLier). why can't he just accept that those peopLe don't deem him worthy to be their representative anymore? they have supported him for the past years dammit. just coz they beLieve (former) mayor jup couLd be a better representative doesn't give anyone the right to harass them! nangabak garuden, anggay kayet ta no mabaLin et pumse! inayan et kayman sa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! the dreamer is back with a Li'L somethin' caLLed "news". I went home the other week (05August2007) and I was informed of what a certain someone did to Lots of peopLe and in Lots of offices. Do you have a reaLLy spoiLed kid? Imagine your chiLd's reaction after you refused to give her something that she desperateLy wanted--that's what this person did, even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's play a guessing game, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;1. Who went around bluffing  and/or harassing certain people  to sign a BLANK document?&lt;br /&gt;2.Who said "Give me my gun!" to her loyal dogs (does the name-calling part hurt?) when someone refused to sign a BLANK DOCUMENT she wanted that certain someone to sign? She's the same person who bid Sabangan goodbye (good riddance to her too!) last May.&lt;br /&gt;3. Who got nervous and suddenly became "tame" when someone took pictures of her acting as though she's a very spoiled brat whose mother didn't give her what she wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same person obviousLy. She's this oLd woman who waLks around my town (the usage of the possessive pronoun doesn't mean that i own the town)  with her head heLd high as though she's someone the people can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there's this game on gamehouse.com that i like to play coz at the end of every level, there's a witty remark. here's one that i like very much:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "POLITICIANS AND DIAPERS SHOULD BOTH BE CHANGED REGULARLY, AND FOR THE SAME REASON."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long has the old man been the &lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;ongressman of MP anyway? TOO LONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064595679059113239-3499340081410228868?l=lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/feeds/3499340081410228868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064595679059113239&amp;postID=3499340081410228868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/3499340081410228868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064595679059113239/posts/default/3499340081410228868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lpsmp-peace.blogspot.com/2007/08/mp-mountain-problem.html' title='MP : mountain problem'/><author><name>FreeSpirit_09nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021980662216212867</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/SNhiUQhqO4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/QNuD7rIF5jc/S220/yue.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FEVk4xgv4rI/RtKh2303rcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4-Rn2Qdcrag/s72-c/PrinceOfPersia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
