Propensities of Generally Accepted Annoying Filipinos

     Filipinos have special propensities, some of it are entirely entertaining – even to us, Pinoys. When we take a glance at them, everything is considered; except let it be known, we have a great deal of irritating propensities, as well.

Now and again, these propensities acquire us the wrath of foreigners and individual Filipinos, yet we have ended up on this way that have instilled in us since we were children – basically difficult to break.

     
1. Filipino time

Irritating as it might be, dominant part of Filipinos are liable of this. We can't land on schedule for an occasion, frequently arriving somewhere in the range of 30 minutes after the planned begin – particularly in gatherings and social affairs. There could be a great deal of reasons why you frequently arrive late to an occasion, yet there are the individuals who intentionally arrive late in light of the fact that they would prefer not to arrive before the actual arranged time just in the event that others would say they were "Filipino Time".

     
2. Wrapping everything in plastic

As indicated by Vince Golangco in an article on When in Manila, one of the approaches to know you're a Filipino from the Philippines is that you wrap everything in plastic: mobile phones, couches, sleeping pads, books, furniture, the auto, and so on. Some Pinoys intentionally wrap furniture in plastic or don't expel them from their unique plastic bundling.

    
 3. Reusing for all intents and purposes everything that resembles a compartment.
Purchasing sustenance sold in glass or plastic jugs so we could reuse these compartments later. In this way, a normal Pinoy ice chest would have a mishmash of reused holders in all shapes and sizes, containing nourishment and beverages.

     
4. Sustenance accumulating or "bring-house" in gatherings

This is particularly valid for those going to occasions facilitated by relatives or companions, with numerous hosts notwithstanding permitting to take a "bring-house". In the host's part, it demonstrates his/her bigheartedness.
    
 5. You point with your lips
Base on my research, some says numerous Filipinos use their lips in guiding something.
G: Nakita mo yung cellphone ko?
B: Ayun oh! (lips pointing)
    
 6. Making discussions utilizing unclear words
A ton of us loved to utilize obscure words as a part of discussions. Like this case:

A: "Si ano, nagpa-ano na!"

B: "Sino?"

A: "Si ano. Yung kwan…Yung ano."

Also, guess what? You can really fill in the spaces in the discussion and comprehend what the other individual is discussing.

     
7. Simple adaption of new language
You presumably heard some of your companions utilization words like "jowa", "churva", "keri", "keribels" and "push mo yan 'te".
     
8. The jumble celebration supper
We're attached to having a go at everything on the smorgasbord or a meal with many different food, bringing about a jumble party dinner. For example, you can see individuals' plates with everything believable from the smorgasbord – regardless of the fact that these things weren't generally intended to be combined.
   
  9. Utilizing amusing names and monikers
Numerous outsiders comment how "odd" Filipinos' names or handles are – however we truly like utilizing syllabic repeat like "JunJun", "JoyJoy", "VanVan", "TonTon", "BongBong", "TinTin", and so forth or including "h" to names, including "Jhun", "Jhay", "Khris", "Jhoy", and so on. likewise, brought up that you presumably have an "Uncle Boy", "Close relative Girly" or "Aunt Baby", right?

     
10. You cherish video karaoke (videoke)

What's a gathering without a videoke? Gracious better believe it! Indeed, even individuals like Manny Pacquiao appreciate singing karaoke in spite of getting to be popular and rich as of now,

Things being what they are, would you say you are blameworthy of these Filipino habits? Or would you be able to propose more propensities to add to the list.

(c)When in Manila

Eternal Memories

"Masaya ako ngayon. Kahit ako'y matanda na, hinding hindi ko makakalimutan ang pangyayaring nagpabago sa aking buhay" 

    

She open the old photo album and told me that she was beautiful back on the days. She smile at me. But her smile faded like a dead rose on a good day. "Tungkol ba sa panahon ng hapon ang gusto mong marinig sa akin? She said. 

     

She is Genoveva Gabriel Gonzales, my grandmother. Born in Camiling, Tarlac on January 3, 1922. Snow hair had been dominating her physical appearance as a cometh wisdom in her 93 years of existence. 

Since I was a child, she always told us about her experience on the World War 2. I am not interested on that days. But as I became apprehensive about everything, I want to hark on her story. 

74 years ago, Genoveva was 19 years old. She was the oldest among 3. She was aiming for ETC or Elementary Teacher Certificate at National Teachers College. There was no Bachelor's Degree on the early days.  

On December 8, 1941, ten hours after the attack on Pearl Harbor, the empire of Japan had started the invasion of the Philippines. Genoveva was forced to stop her studies and she went back to Camiling, Tarlac. She turned up alarmed when she arrived on Camiling.  

"Lumikas kami sa bundok habang bitbit ko ang mga pingan. Hindi pa ako nakapagpahinga galing sa Maynila ay nag alsabalutan na kami" She said. They last for about 5 months on the mountains. They went down when the tension had lessen. She said that when they went to the Town, she could not carry anymore the things that she brought on the mountain. "Dahil sa sobrang kaba ko, kaya siguro kinaya kong' dalhin yung mga gamit papunta sa bundok" 

Because she was the eldest, she had a responsibility to took care of her younger brother which is 10 years old, and 7 years old sister. Their piggery and farm business was destroyed and snatched by Japanese enlisted men, so Genoveva worked by selling different viand like Dinuguan, Paksiw and Igado, for they need money to eat three times a day, since the Philippines was facing a deep crisis because of war. "Swerte pa nga kami kasi nakakain pa kami ng tatlong beses sa isang araw. Yung iba wala nang makain." She said. 

"Bumalik yung mga Amerikano, mas magulo at mas nakakatakot. " She looked at the window. Then she added  "Akala ko mamamatay na ako sa mga pangyayari, pati langit sobrang gulo. It was happened on 1944 when the Americans or the return of MacArthur took place. The Japanese enlisted men suddenly came on their home, and snatched it, for there was a deep well for their water supply. Genoveva's Mom, her Brother and Sister hid on the dugout  on their home, where Japanese enlisted men stayed. 

"Nasa dugout kami ng tatlong araw, walang makain. Hindi rin kasi kami makaakyat sa taas ng bahay baka andun pa yung mga Hapon. Pero si Inang umakyat para tingnan kung nasa bahay pa sila, at para makakuha rin ng makakain" She mentioned. Then she became downcast while saying this words. "Ngunit di na sya bumalik." 

Even though I always hear her tell that story, it is still painful to imagine the darkness of situation is.  

Genoveva, her brother and sister stayed on the dugout for five days, without food and water. She can't cry because her body dried up. Her brother and sister was very hungry and thirsty.  "Gustong gusto ko nang umakyat sa taas. Para sa mga kapatid ko. Pero iniisip ko, kung aakyat at lalabas ako, dinakip at pinatay. Mamatay rin mga kapatid ko. Mas mabuti pang mamatay kaming sabay."  He said.  

But she considered to faced the reality that all of them will die. If she will die without doing anything, then its blank slate. So she went upstairs, "Huminga ako ng malalim at nagdasal habang paakyat." When Genoveva when to the Kitchen she was confronted by a Japanese official. Saying "Baru buru, Baru buru" Genoveva Deemed end of his life. The official repeat what he had say. "Baru buru, Baru buru and give me sart" pointing at the Papaya. "Ang gusto nya palang sabihin ay Borrow bolo and give me salt para sa papaya." 

The Japanese official gave us some food. Genoveva said that the Japanese officials were the kind one and the enlisted men were barbaric. 

Genoveva and his sibling were safe. They stayed on their Grandfather's House, after they went out on the dugout. Genoveva studied Japanese language, and after the war, on 1946 he continued her studies while supporting her siblings.  

"Kahit wala kaming balita kay Inang o anong nangyari sa kanya, masaya parin ako dahil naging malakas ako sa bawat problemang nakaharap sa buhay ko. She said

-Based on true story but some points had been changed. 

Filipino Media Criticized by Philippine Journalism Review for Coverage of Tropical Storm

This is my first time seeing Philippine Journalism Review. I thought audits were just pertinent on contraptions or things, not in Journalism Practice. It is a wondrous situation that they develop a Journalism Review here in the Philippines in light of the fact that truth is we have a place in "Underdeveloped nation" as well as in "Third World Journalism". 

As I would like to think Philippine Journalism needs a legitimate preparing, whether it is moral or by activity. Philippine Journalism concentrates on "Cash Making" than Public Service. 

Doing a reversal to the survey, The PJR contemplated distinctive news outlet. like "BusinessMirror, BusinessWorld, Malaya, Manila Bulletin, Manila Standard Today, the Philippine Daily Inquirer, The Daily Tribune, The Manila Times, The Philippine Star, 24 Oras, Aksyon, and TV Patrol" 

They uses GMA's 24 oras as obtuse news scope, on the grounds that he/she inquired as to whether how they will commend the Christmas Season. In the 1990's Guidelines in Covering Catastrophe, Broadcast Journalist must tone down their conveyance, so as not to add to open insanity" 

"Madness a mental issue (not currently viewed as a solitary positive condition) whose indications incorporate change of mental anxiety into physical manifestations (somatization), particular amnesia, shallow unpredictable feelings, and overdramatic or consideration looking for conduct. - Wikipedia" 

On Broadcast Code of the Philippines(2007) Article 6. Wrongdoing and Crisis Situations Section 2, it is expressed that A scope ought to abstain from causing undue stun and torment to families and friends and family of casualties of law violations, emergency circumstances, catastrophes, mischances, and different tragedies. 

1990's Guidelines in Covering Catastrophe and Broadcast Code in the Philippines were the same connection or thought. 

The Broadcast Journalist must change the inquiry that are not associated in his/her dull emergency circumstance including his/her feelings. 

In Article 7 - Section 1 , Individual Rights, it is expressed that the privilege to protection of people might be regarded. Interruption into simply private or individual matters which have no bearing on the general population hobby is denied. 

Telecast Journalist is slighting the interviewee's security. The circumstance must bolted on the interviewee's own self, family and group. Not inside of the entire world. 

The inquirer or Philippine Daily Inquirer likewise condemned by PJR, for the said production is excessively fixated on Survivors Horrific Stories on the disaster. PDI composed an element article about and as proof connected to six "ghastliness stories from the survivors." 

In the event that you read the article, it open the nostalgic entryway of bad dream inside of the survivor who lost their adoration one. 

In Article 7 – Section 2, Individual Rights, it is expressed that persons influenced by catastrophe or sadness might be treated with affectability, admiration and circumspection; they ought to be permitted to endure their sorrow in private. 

In the event that you encountered something most exceedingly terrible and they reviewed about that with no consent, they are dispensing your protection. They ought to be rebuff. All Journalist in the Philippines, as well as the entire world, must be aware and delicate on each circumstance. On the off chance that you are a Journalist it is not to say that you are required to get the greater part of the story you have

Hymn of Saintly Sunday (Good Friday Special Feature)

      Thousand of years ago, the destiny of our world had been revamp. A significant undo was proclaimed as sins vanished through the reign of our faith, centuries had been separated, education, humility, compassion and forgiveness was unfold. His love and sacrifice was observed around the world. Yes! All of us know him. He is Jesus Christ. 

    Christianity derived Jesus Christ as their only way for salvation. They believe that being away from him, is a constant hell here on Earth. He is an orthodox of God, Father, King, King of Kings, Life, Love, and more. Every words that can describe goodness is running on him and through him.  

     Every year, we mourn on the day of Jesus Christ's crucifixion and death at Calvary. It is called Good Friday. The holiday is observed during Holy Week as part of the Paschal Triduum  or The Three Days on the Friday preceding Easter Sunday, and may coincide with the Jewish observance of Passover. It is also known as Holy Friday, Great Friday, Black Friday or Easter Friday, though the last term properly refers to the Friday in Easter week.

    In the Philippines, The annual lenten season is on the last week of March, or the 1^st week of April. In overwhelmingly Roman Catholic Philippines, the day is recognized with road parades, the Way of the Cross, the droning of the Pasyón, and exhibitions of the Senákulo or Passion play. A few fans take part in self-whipping and even have themselves crucified as articulations of atonement in spite of wellbeing issues and solid objection from the Church because they believe that when doing things like that, their sins will be vanish.

     Church chimes are not rung and Masses are not commended, while TV and radio have shorter hours of  broadcast. After three o'clock toward the evening (the time at which Jesus is generally accepted to have passed on), the dependable revere the cross in the neighborhood church and take after the parade of the Burial of Jesus. The picture of the dead Christ is then laid in state to be adored, and infrequently treated as per nearby internment traditions. In Cebu and numerous parts of the Visayan Islands, individuals more often than not eat binignit and biko as a type of fasting.

     Old beliefs is still penetrating others mind, specially conservative Filipinos. My grandmother always told me that after three o’ clock towards the evening, I shall not take a shower, for the spirit of water is dead, because  it was created by God. I shall not go outside because demons are everywhere, for Jesus is dead. I shall not let myself hurt, because it will not heal, for my skin is dead. But the most unforgettable is “Wag’ ka munang kumain sa mga kakanin na niluto ko’ kasi kung wala ka pang halad sa mga santo, mahihiwid ang iyong pagmumukha” When I heard her saying that, I dropped the plate on table. It was creepy though. I don’t want to have a dostorted face.

     Good Friday must be a happy holiday, and we must say Thank you, for Jesus Christ sacrificed his own life for us to be saved from the misery of hell and to get an everlastiong life from heaven, with our God Almighty and his lamb. We must not locked ourselves from wrong beliefs that every year Jesus Christ will die and rise again. He died and rose two-thousand years ago and now He is alive, preparing for his comeback as he stated on The Book of Revelation.  

UE's POWHIRI V Cancelled, Causing Raging Students

      University of the East – (Feast in the East) POWHIRI V was canceled, soon after MYX Slam Jam crammed the students at SFC Quadrangle, last Friday, July 31. 

     The announcement was forenamed after the rave countdown of the said event had finished. Most students raged as they went home, leaving inadequate fulfillment. "Sana tinuloy nalang nila. Sobrang bitin eh. Nakakainis!" Said Eufamel Daluyong, 1st year CE. 

     Student concluded one reason why the program was cut. Arvin Jerome Martin, AB Journalism after mentioned that there was a possibility that MYX Slam Jam stage was not paid by the University so it has no right to use it on the event.       

     University Student Council President, Miss Rina Cabug said that the program must stopped, for there were 30 students fainted because of overcrowded students and one of the performer had been involved in an accident. 

     There were no update yet on the continuation of the said event. 

      

Secluded Eyes

Pain. Destruction. Immorality. Death. Virtue

I'd free my sight from this occurrence that killed my soul inside. Every minute of this life is a Holocaust. I run away and hide from everything painful. Then I closed my eyes for something magical to happen.

  Slowly, I have felt the sorrow and weaknesses of my surroundings. Let my eyelid remain calm on the misery of our very action. Let my imagination dictate what our society should be.

Boom! I heard a disturbing sound that crashed my deep focus. As I looked up on the sky, I saw a wondrous art like a firework and raining colorful glitters all around the surrounding.

I felt anxious when I found myself on the middle of the street. I found no cars, people and animals. Only buildings and plants. The place was so clean and peaceful. I roamed around the metropolis and searched for any living proof. I was amazed by what I saw. Everything was perfectly new. The road, the paint on every corner and even the least detail. I run towards the street and shouted that this was the life I've always wanted. A life that is free from what a life should be.

On this place, everything was ready. When I'm hungry, a food will suddenly fall from heaven. There was no time. There was no night. I never felt drowsiness and pain.

Suddenly, all of my desires to make myself a portion of this place forever revamped to be sour. From better to worst. I felt lonesome. I sensed that this place was dearth from human that can make me feel welcome. The reality where I've been day dreaming for this place, was where I want to have a comeback. How ironic it is.

I've searched for human. I've searched on every street and structure. I've shouted for help. My tears were busted on every words I've released. The reality that I have secluded my sight on every ugly vision that I saw was a proof that I'm not brave but coward. Maybe, for I have no God. I have no trust on him. My weaknesses have eaten my faith and I don't want to see anything that he has created. I believe only in virtue.

The time has come. I can't handle it anymore. The feeling of being isolated is the same feeling of being dead. I'm full. Maybe I will just close my eyes. I will secluded my self forever.

After that, I've noticed that It was just a dream. But my body was dead. Forever.. I will suffer the misery and darkness of Hell!

Beautiful Zamboanga, Precious as Pearl

(c)itsmorefuninthephilippines

 "Zamboanga Hermosa, preciosa perlita Orgullo de Mindanao" 

     Century Old Anthem means Beautiful Zamboanga, Precious as Pearl and pride of Mindanao. from the Asia's Latin City, City of Flowers and The Sardine Capital, Zamboanga.  

     Zamboanga is a city that has been locked by culture and known for its discernable history. It is home of different ethnic groups, like Subanen and Tausug. A prof of historically diverse city was the existence of creole language-Chavacano that has been developed from Spanish and Filipino, 400 years ago.  

     The city lies on the tip of Zamboanga Peninsula or Region 9 and the sixth largest city in The Philippines. The city was surrounded by bodies of water and generally rocky terrain.  

     Searching for a place where history and modernity mixed together is quite hard, for not fully old cities in the Philippines were preserved.  

     Zamboanga City is not outlying from the Capital of the Philippines,  for It takes only 1 and a half hour from Ninoy Aquino International Airport to Zamboanga City International Airport. The spirit of a Latin City will embrace, as you read the "Bienvenido Zamboanga" from the roof panel of the airport.  

     Having a city tour is flawless. You shall not forget "Pueblo de Zamboanga" or downtown, that served as a result of Reduccion of Spanish Colonial Government. From the airport, ride a jeepney or tricycle and cite "Pueblo" that has a fair of 8.50. Pueblo de Zamboanga is the central shopping and business district, where you can see shopping Malls, Universities, City hall, The Plaza - Pershing, Rizal Park and the Cathedral.  

     2 kilometers away from the City Proper, is "Real Fuerza de Nuestra Señora del Pilar de Zaragoza" or The Royal Courtyard of Pilar. It was a 17th century military defense fortress built by the Spanish Colonial Government. Today it is called as Fort Pilar and served as a Regional Museum and Marian shrine dedicated to Our Lady of The Pillar, the patron of the city.  

     Near the Fort is "Paseo Del Mar" or Park by the Sea, where you can relax and feel the breeze of the brine, While illuminated by pigmental seaside light during nights. Zamboanga City Boulevard, has the same ambiance as Paseo Del Mar. The baywalk is 1-kilometre where you can sight some colorful vintas and enigmatic sunset.  

     The City is not least in terms of Food. Delicious Curacha or spanner crab is the main course of the City. It is well served in great restaurant named Alavar. It is expensive compared to other delicacies in the City, but Curacha meat is the best of all. The crab is usually steamed or boiled so its flavor is preserved. Majority of its meat is found in its body.  

     Food is everyone's favorite when you go out of town or a vacation. But Zamboanga's festival is becoming more favorite of the tourists. Every year the Hermosa Festival or Fiesta Pilar a month long festival on October, is held in honor of Our Lady of Pillar. It is one of the oldest Festival in the country. The festival features numerous activities like the famous Regatta De Zamboanga, the Vintas racing to win the title.  

      The city's resting reputation had been destroyed by the siege of Zamboanga last 2013. Many had been scared to visit the beautiful city. Then the fast sprawling urbanization, preserved culture and strong faith by Zamboanga's citizen, is a key to forget what had been marked on everyone's mind. The beauty of Zamboanga came from different people, culture and norms. They've broke the bridges and wall that had served as a gap between each other, long time ago. Then selfishness, immorality and beliefs had been constructing this bridges again. We should stop this, and focus on City's beauty that was created for all of us.