Anger management tips

The fact that uncontrollable emotions especially anger leads to so many unpleasant things and umimaginable sufferings, here are some tips on how to control your anger.

These are the rules of practicing “Ugaling Langit, Ugaling kaaya-aya“.

• Walang taong nag-aaway mag-isa. Pag hindi ka sumagot o pumatol titigil din daw ang taong nakikipag-away sa yo.
• Ang naunang magalit ay may karapatang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na ng galit nya, tumahimik ka na lang muna.
• Ang taong galit, “bingi“. If someone is angry, wala raw pinakikinggan. Hindi ka niya iintindihin, so, “do not try to explain and fight back” kasi di ka niya iintindihin dahil wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya.
• Ang taong galit, “ABNOY“. Ayon sa isang pastor, Biblical daw ito… because the Lord said when He was crucified, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do!” So hindi ka dapat magalit para wag kang matawag na abnoy.
• You should also know and realize that the persons who make your day bad are jewels because you need them for you to mature.
• Hangga’t andyan daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa. God will not take away those people; it’s for you to take way your bad feelings towards them.
• You’ll know na mature ka na pag dumating yung time na hindi ka na naiinis sa mga taong ito because you have learned to accept them and to have patience with them.

Finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself, na because of this person, “I will grow mature and, that DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NYA SA MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD“.

About lunch, life and beyond.

Three construction workers were on top of their half-finished skyscraper. Rrrrring!” the lunch bell sounded, and the three men sat on a steel beam jutting out of the 56th floor with their lunch boxes in hand.

The first guy opens his and groans in exasperation, “Tuyo!” There is not a day that I don’t get tuyo for lunch!” He turns to his buddies and announces, “Mark my words. If I still get tuyo tomorrow, I’m going to throw myself from this building.”

The second guy opens his lunch box and moans, “Tinapa”. Everyday, I get tinapa!” He looks at his friends and declares, “Believe me when I say this. If I get tinapa tomorrow, I’m going to jump and kil! l myself.”

The third guy opens his lunch box and it was his turn to despair. “Galunggong” . All I get is galunggong!” I’m telling you, if I still get galunggong tomorrow, I’m going to jump from this building and die.”

At around three in the afternoon while the construction workers are busy with their work, their wives was invited to attend one of the talks of a catholic lay preacher and best selling author in the nearby coliseum.

After the talk, the wives are somewhat sad and a bit worried. They are fearful of the probability that their husbands might end up the same way as the preacher narrated in his story.

And so, they decided to do something.

The next day, the lunch bell rings and all three men are seated on a temporary platform jutting out of the 56th floor. The first guy opens his lunch box and starts yelling, “Yahooooooo!” And so he jumps for joy.

The second guy opens his lunch box and wails loudly, ” Yahooooooo ” And he also jumps happily.

The third guy opens his lunch box and screams, ” Yahooooooo!” And so he too jumps gleefully.

All three men keep on jumping. They are very happy for the simple reason that for the first time they have something different for their lunch and thus no need for them to jump and die.

A minute later, they heard a strange sound. The platform that they were standing on snapped and off the building. They fell on the ground, ….

What then is that story that the catholic lay preacher shared with his audience in that afternoon?

Am I weird?

Finally! I have done it Sexymom.

I was born on the weird month. It is a weird month because even if one day is added every fourth year, it is still short of 1 or two days for the regular month that has 30 and 31 days.

I like both the intelligent and stupid people. Intelligent people because they give me knowledge and or wisdom; stupid people because they keep me alert and prepared for any eventuality and thus provide me some excitement. Stupid people I believe always do things without reason, any time, anywhere. They have no predictable pattern of action or behaviour and it is hard to anticipate their next move or the words that they will say. Such actions or words could be beneficial or detremental to you or to him or to both of you.

I do not like repetitions. Being so, I generally do not like history because it repeats itself. Joke.

I want to start a revolution but I hate violence. I do not want to be a hero because they die early and they are overrated (according to my son. he he he). Fortunately or unfortunately, I am a hero. I am the Modern Day Hero according to the pronouncements of Gloria, our government officials, politicians and people who are in services, financial, banking, real estate and etc..(!) There is no question about what my family thinks of me because I am more than a hero, I am a super hero to them. Ha ha ha.

I do not consider myself as a blogger. Although I have blogs that I write my silly opinions and whatever I think I need to write and post pictures, in my terms, it is not called blogging. It is just a murmuring of an individual who has spare time to write something. Unless, I can inspire people to do something or move people to do an action that will benefit humanity and the mother earth, then my postings in my blogs are just but plain and simple selfish expression of my egoistic self. However, on several occasions, I called myself a blogger. I could change my mind. Ha ha ha.

I broke almost 50 or 60 percent of my bones when I was a kid in elementary and in high school. I am fortunate, my skull was not part of it but sometimes I wonder, it might be possible. I just do not remember. Ha ha.

I believed I died for three days and rose again on the fourth day. I remember, in one of those days that I was in the hospital, unconcious, I saw me lying in bed while the other me (my spirit, my soul or whatever) floated in the air. Some say it is some kind of astral travel or out of this world expreiences however I prefer to call it as out of my body experience or duplicating me. My parents were very happy. I returned. Ha Ha Ha.

I can remember many things but have problem remembering names.

I do not wear jewelry or a wristwatch. I can live without a timepeice in my wrist. What is time anyway? It is a measure of things that you do today, things that you accomplished or failed to do yesterday, or things you will do tomorrrow. “Time will tell.”, “Time heals.” “Time is gold.” Time is not a wristwatch afterall. Yike. Honestly, I have five swiss watches but I never use them. They are placed somewhere in our house.. he he he.

When possible, I eat with my bare hands (a habit that was developed during those times I spent with the folks somewhere out there). I trust my hands totally when washed carefully and properly. Mr. Villavicencio of Kamayan Restaurant made money on this concept.

I am fascinated by the latest gadgetry, cell phones and computers and etc.. I know their specifications and what they can do and what they can not do but I do not buy them. My cell phone is Nokia 6610 and sometimes I still use my Alcatel cell phone (2003 model) to record something. Maybe I will buy one when the open source mobile phone or pda is available in the market sometime this june or july but it depends on many things.

If I have an idea, it incessantly runs in my head. Most often that not, it takes away my sleeping hours. Sometimes, I can go on for days about things which I eventually realize are nothing.

I am still a kid. I always ask why. Why can’t we make things easier? Why can’t the people in the government serve our people properly, honestly, religiously, etc..? Why there are poor and rich people? Why some if not all human beings are selfish? Why can’t I solve the problems of my country? Why do people have to work, day in and day out? Why do we need to breath in and breath out for the rest of our lives? Why? Why? Why?

Why am I writing this? Am I really weird?

If you find many conflicting ideas here, please do not ask me. Just let me know. I might give you a hundred US dollars, if you find me swimming in one of those beautiful beaches of Mindoro, Palawan, Bohol, Cebu or Pagudpud with 10 or more beautiful women. (Chances are you’ll find me with two only. Do not stretch your imagination, they are my wife and my daughter. Ha ha ha.)

LETTER WRITTEN IN THE YEAR 2070

Let me share to you this powepoint presentation.

It is not my wish to spoil your weekend. I just hope that after viewing this, the simple message gets accross: We MUST help SAVE THE EARTH NOW before it is too late.

Please click this LIFE IN THE YEAR 2070

“This is the year 2070. I have just turned 50, but I my appearance is of somebody of 85.

I suffer from serious kidney problems, because I do not drink enough water. I’m afraid I do not have much time left to live. I am one of the oldest people in this society.

I remember when I was a child of 5. Everything was very different then. There were lots of trees in the parks, houses with beautiful gardens, and I could enjoy having a shower for half an hour. 

Nowadays we use towels with mineral oil to clean our skin……….

I cannot help feeling guilty, because I belong to the generation who contributed to the destruction of the environment or simply did not take into account all the warning signs.“

Article published in the magazine “Cronicas de los Tiempos“, in April 2002. LIFE IN THE YEAR 2070

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Butse-kik, twister and other things

I was looking for information about cyclone GONU and about twisters yesterday. By accident I came across this site with these:

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
Did Peter Piper pick a peck of pickled peppers?
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
where’s the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?

Sumuso ang sanggol na si Susie sa suso ni Susan na sumuso sa suso.

I am sure everybody knows what are these. One time or another, you have tried twisting your tongue doing this. Apparently, almost everyone loves this as they pretty much exist in many countries and laguages.

You may aggree or disagree with me that they are nonesense but nonetheless they are fun and challenging at the same time.

Honey, I am home.

Kagabi, palabas sa TV, isa isa ng nagpapaalam ang mga senador na matatapos na ang term in the senate. Medyo nakakaaliw ang kanilang closing remarks (Estrada at Lim) na isinunod sa closing ng speech ni Ralph Recto na, “Honey I am home.“

Siguro napanood din ninyo ito. At kung makulit kayo na katulad ko, mapapansin din ninyo ang part ng speech ni Loi Estrada (asawa ni Erap, ina ni Jinggoy) na sa tingin ko ay sincere at honest particularly ang part ng pag-amin nya na:

“Ang problema sa akin ay hindi ako sanay sa debate, hindi ako comfortable sa interpolation, sa mahabang diskusyon at usapan sa senado….“

Malinaw sa honest na pahayag ni Ginang Loi na she was not cut for the job of a senator at hindi ito ang bagay na career para sa kanya at sya ay napilitan lang.

Opps, dahan dahan lang, alam ko itatanong din ninyo kung bakit sya nag aspire maging senador kung hindi sya sanay sa mga ganitong bagay at bakit naman sya nahalan?

Nakakapagtaka pa ba ito?

Hindi na! Ito ang ISA SA MGA MASAKLAP na realidad sa Pinoy political life na ang isa o maraming tao ay nagiging Congressman at Senador hindi dahil sila ay qualified kundi dahil sila ay ganito (sikat) at sila ay ganon(anak ng tupa..). At dahil ganito kababaw ang basehan at hindi gaano napag-isipan kung sila ba ay fit sa respective na tungkuling gagampanan, wala gaanong pakinabang ang sambayanan sa perang ginastos habang sila ay nakapwesto.

In short PART ITO NG HUMAHABANG ENTRY SA BOOK NA TINATAWAG NA EXPENSIVE CHARGE TO EXPERIENCE. (buti na lang, nabawasan ng isa, si Pacman. lol)

Ang tanong ngayon, sino ang may pagkakamali? Si Loi Estrada ba o ang mga botante na nagluklok sa kanya?

Ayon kay Congressman Manhik Manaog (Leo Martinez) simple lang sagot. “Kung kami ay tanga, mas tanga ang bumoto sa amin.” Masakit pakinggan pero ito ang katotohanan.

Ang pag-amin ni Loi Estrada sa kanyang speech at ang pahayag ni Congressman Manhik Manaog ay maging silbing aral na sana sa karamihang botanteng Pinoy.

Malapit-lapit na ulit ang eleksyon sa pagkapangulo, sa pagka-senador at iba pang pwesto, sana matuto na tayong maging shrewd o mautak na employers, na pinag-aaralang mabuti ang record ng taong i-eemploy at ikinukumpara ang gagastusin nya sa benepisyong tatanggapin sa serbisyo ng mga taong ilalagay sa pwesto. Huwag na sana nating pairalin ang kaisipang ako ay maka-erap o ako ay maka-gloria dahil hindi po ito ang tamang basehan at isyu. Gamitin sana natin ng maayos ang ipinagkaloob na kapasidad na mag-isip bilang matalinong Pinoy. After-all, we are the ones who are suffering, not them, kasi enjoy na enjoy nila (government officials) lahat ng benepisyo na dapat ay tayo ang nakikinabang.

At kung sakali mang magkamali tayo, sana matutuo tayong mag-assert at mag-demand ng karampatang paglilingkod sa mga taong binayaran natin mula sa ating dugo at pawis.

Sana sa susunod na halalan, kung magkakaroon muli, maiba na ang statement ni Congressman Manhik Manaog.

At sana, dumating din ang araw na sasabihin nating mga Pinoy lalo na ang mga milyong tulad ko na nakikipagsapalaran sa ibang bansa, “Pilipinas I am home. And I am home for good, FINALLY.“

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About Gloria, politicians and us

Napanood ko si Gloria Kahapon sa isang balita sa TV. Nakatuwa sya dahil ayon sa balita pagkadating na pagkadating niya mula sa kanyang foreign trip dumeretso agad sya sa Divisoria para alamin kung ang presyo ng mga bilihin ay tumaas in particular ang presyo ng school supplies. Habang hawak ang isang box ng crayon, ipinagmalaki pa nya na wala naman palang pagtaas ng presyo.

Very touching indeed. Kakalaglag ng puso sa unang tingin. Ang babaeng pinaka-powerful sa bayan kong Pilipinas, concern na concern sa mga Pinoy.

Pero hindi. At hinding hindi! Dahil unang una na, hindi buong Pilipinas ay may Divisoria na pwede nilang puntahan para bumili ng mga school supplies ng kanilang mga anak. At hindi po ito ang isyu na dapat ikatuwa ng mga magulang na hilahod sa pagpapaaral ng kanilang mga anak.

Bagamat makakatulong ito kahit katiting, ang tunay na isyu po ay ang walang habas na pagtaas na tution fees ng maraming pribadong paaralan sa buong Pilipinas. Bukod pa dito ay ang kakulangan ng mga public school buildings, mga teachers at mga textbooks at kung ano ano pang mga bagay bagay na kailangan ng mga kababayan nating di kayang magbagyad sa mga pribadong paaralan, na walang pakialam sa mga kabataan kundi sa perang papasok sa kanilang mga bulsa.

Ginang Gloria, yan po ang mga tunay na isyus at hindi ang presyo ng mga school supplies.