Batang Yagit: Why vote for him?

First of all, here are the mechanics/rules for this: CLICK ME!!!

Why vote in the Philippine Blog Awards? Not only will your opinion be heard, your blog will also get advertised. *EVIL GRIN*. And apparently, a raffle ticket. weeee. Why vote for Batang Yagit? Because if you don't, I'll wring your neck so hard that the life in you will scream as it dies a slow and painful death... I meeeaaan... Because he's a great guy. Yeah... that's what I meant.


No really, He IS a great guy. There's, like, no reason not to like him. He is kind, smart, helpful, patient, and from what I heard around the school, he's good looking enough to bat a few eyelashes. Look at my URL, (up there, in the address bar... look... up there...), isn't it nice of him to host my blog on his uhm... domain, is it? I really don't know. I'm as smart as a door nail when it comes to these things (net things). Which brings me to another reason why you should vote for Batang Yagit. He will help you in these stuff (stuffs?). When the question you ask is within the confines of his knowledge, he will help you. Of course, this depends on his time (he's busy right now with his review for the board exam and currently does not have a permanent internet connection), but he will help you if he can. He won't say, "Nah, I don't know you and your a LOSER and your ugly and your... and your... uhmm... ugly!". No he won't say that. He will really help you. Also, like I said, he's studying for his board exam. Voting for him, and hopefully he wins, will boost his self confidence even more and that will help in the exams. If you don't vote for him, he might become depress and fail the exam (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!). Would you like that on your conscience? He failed 'cause you didn't vote for him... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, I also know for a fact that he's been doing this blog thing for 2 years now and the net thing for... hmmm... forever? He's a good candidate for this award and he's a great choice for a vote and the best to win of them all. Vote for him now or else... kidding! No really... vote for him now or else... *cracks knuckles*

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Testing Contribute

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Chronicles of Lingua: Chapter 01

I had a very great start of the month, and I'm going to take it as a good omen. It was because I was fortunate enough to be a part of a great gathering last February 1: the 7th meeting of the Davao food trip. This would be my first time joining this kind of event and it was a...uhh... "great awakening" to the people in the blogging world and it's perks. ***GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN*** Anyway, for the 7th entry for the Davao food trip we went to *drum roll* ASEYA!

The place was cozy and inviting. It was simple and pleasant inside. The low wattage lighting, the smell of cooking food wafting in the room, and the non-distractive decor of the room makes your whole day's tension go away. Though their food attendants were plainly clothed, their demeanor and friendly countenance more than made up for it. All in all, the ambiance is well up above par.

We come to THE great part: the food. We were served with a lot of food and, from what I can understand with the conversation between Kuya Blogie and Sir Ponchit (no, I was not eavesdropping... I was...uhm... overhearing), the food served are The Food to get when eating there.


We were served with the "Aseya Salad" first. It's a simple vegetable salad but the great thing about it is the sauce, a mix of peanut sauce, hoisin sauce and sesame seeds. It is to die for. Well, maybe not to die for but a probably more like a really long coma. But really, it's great. You're tongue would be missing a big chunk of it's life if it doesn't taste the sauce.


What I tasted next was the soup called "Tom Yum Kung". It's a seafood-vegetable Thai soup with a taste I can't quite get. Don't get me wrong, it's not gross or anything. It's just that I'm not used to exotic (by exotic I mean not common and quite different from everyday pinoy food) food and I am at a loss of words to describe it. It's virgin territory for me here. Anyway, it was good. Hmmm, the taste is somewhere between sour and spicy. You have to try it to get what I mean.


Next one I tried is "Kamameshi". The closest I can compare it to is rice toppings, only waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better. I think I had the seafood one, with the crab meat. It was gooooooooooooooooooood. I mean really gooooooooood. If you order this, then you're in for a great treat. I highly recommend trying this.

The viands I ate were "Muphad Kaprao" and "Tofu with Chicken and Mushrooms". The muphad kuprao was good, though meant for a real spicy kick, it's gentle spice was great for me. I don't really like extremely spicy food; I eat it, but I don't enjoy it as much as not spicy food. So, the spice on the muphad kaprao was good for me. You can ask to have your's really spicy when you order this though. I really liked the tofu with chicken and mushrooms a lot. I don't like tofu that much since I am a real meat kind of guy, but the sauce on this viand flavored the tofu with such a great taste that I kept "fishing" (it's the term used by my father when I only pick out the meat on a meat and vegetable viand when I was a kid) for the tofu. The chicken meat was even better. Since the pieces of meat are cut small, the flavor of the sauce seeps into the the middle, making every bite a wonderful tongue experience.


Now, I get to the really good part. My best choice of all the served food: SUKIYAKI!!! It's the bomb, mah man. Ahem. I mean, not getting the sukiyaki is like committing suicide. This time, it's not only your tongue that misses the experience but every part of every single fiber of your being will have missed a big part of it's life. YOU HAVE TO GET THIS. YOU HAVE TO EAT ASEYA'S SUKIYAKI. This is not a suggestion, it's a command.

The best thing you can do after reading this is to go to Aseya (which, by the way, is located at the groundfloor of Humberto's Inn, J. Palma Gil Street corner Padre Gomez Street) and eat there, provided it's not, like, 3 in the morning (another BTW, the hours of Aseya are 6 AM to 11 PM on Tuesdays to Sundays and 6AM to 2PM on Mondays). As I fervently believe in the saying, "Experience is the best teacher", I suggest you experience Aseya to know, feel and taste the good side of life. Aseya is a good example of the greatness that Davao has to offer. Believe me.

**** Photos courtesty of Andrew's Davao Foodie

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another nice experience...

I won't really get to details with this one. Anyway, it's just about my day in the Hall of Justice here in Davao. They helped me all they way, especially when I made a mistake with the form. All in all, I spent about 15 minutes to get my court clearance. I would like to specifically thank the Woman security guard stationed by the entrance and the guy behind the counter (the curly long haired one) for being very helpful. Kudos to the HoJ people!

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A nice experience.

I am making this article for the people working for NBI Davao. I would like to thank them for their great service. They were very nice and accommodating.

It started when I got to the NBI office, the one outside Victoria Plaza (No parking space stealer this time). The person there gave me the form to fill up for the clearance and told me what to fill up. I was done partially for there was a question I was not sure what to answer, so I went back to the person who gave me the form and asked. He helped me and was the one who wrote the answer for me. Then he told me to get my fingerprints taken and go to the office inside VP, to pay and have my picture taken. When I got there, the cashier was on stand by. I was apprehensive to approach at first, but I did, nonetheless. The lady told me to wait for a while, so I sat at the bench near the window. I waited for about 3 or 5 minutes, then the lady opened for me and personally pointed at me to get to the counter first, well maybe because I was the only one there. After I paid, she then told another NBI guy to tell the other payers to come forward. This time though, I had to wait about 15 to 20 minutes to get my picture taken because it was their break time. Quite understandable. So after my wait, I got my picture taken, and was told that I should come back around 5 to get the clearance. So I left, tried my luck at SSS but that was not to be. I came back, browsed around VP for a while then around 4:50, went back to NBI. I had to wait for a really long time this time. I got my clearance around 5:30, so that was still quite a wait. But the thing that was OK with it was that in spite of the fact that it was after government office hours (and we know what our government's time is like), they still went on.

Anyway, that was my nice experience. To think that I started my application around 2:30 and still got my clearance on the same day. People told me before that if I wanted my NBI clearance, I would have to be there very early in the morning. Yet, with this experience, I can say that with a little luck and the nice people from NBI Davao, you can have an almost hassle free clearance claiming experience. I will like to commend the people from NBI for their service.

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Uneducated...

There seems to be a virus going around. What's most notable about it is that it attacks only the "rich and privileged". It would have been great if it causes them have rashes and to have mucus seep out of every orifice in their body, but unfortunately it just attacks their...uhm..."intelligence" and manners.

I was going to post about two very recent events but I think that making an official-more-than-a-paragraph article about that thing-that-regrettably-looks-like-a-female-human would only immortalize her. So, I will only write about one, which happened only yesterday.

My mother and I went to Victoria Plaza yesterday around 11:45 AM to buy something from the grocery store. We were in the parking area (the area near the exit, the exit near the grocery store) in the first lane (the lane nearest the exit). We were moving slowly to see if we have luck enough to get a space here and that we were. While we stopped at a certain area, a white sedan type car was backing up to leave. We were just behind it waiting for it to fully back up, with our signal already on when we saw its rear reverse lights come on. Just then a gold/brown Toyota Hi-Lux pickup turned around the corner coming from the Bajada entrance side and swerved into the vacant space. No signal, no horns, no nothing. IT just parked there like we were not waiting for the space. My mom moved forward a bit just to look at the thing that drives that pickup, but IT did not come out while we waited. If IT parked so fast without regard to other drivers, we guessed it must be in a great hurry or that there was an emergency of some sort. We guessed wrong. We still had enough luck that we found a parking space just a few cars after the space that thing coveted. When we got out of the car, IT was already gone. After our shopping, the pickup was still there so I took pictures of it.


That is the plate number, LFP 337. If anyone who knows the thing that drove it, please tell IT to sit on a cactus. Tell IT to learn to drive and get some manners.

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Oi! ... again

I am still alive... Just wanted to post at the end of the year... Might bring good luck or something...

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Ambigram: Marlo

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I'm Bored...

Well... No, not really. It's more like not having anything to do that I resorted to do the most mundane of things which resulted in my doing things that I now regret. It's not really regret-regret. It more like regret-you-just-had-to-do-that-out-of-all-the-other-equally-boring-yet-are-the-only-
things-you-can-do kind of regret. Well, you see what I did was that I started to read blogs of other people.

You might be saying, "Uhm... What's so bad about reading other people's blog?" Well, I had the misfortune to read the blogs of successful people. Well, successful in blogging anyway. I stumbled (rather intentionally yet unknowingly) into the blogs of people that are famous and have a lot of traffic. They're good. Real good. They talk about anything and they seem to know a lot about it or they can talk about it in a way that you think they know something of whatever they are talking about (You may have noticed that I am using these rather long sentences that should have a lot of commas a lot and should be broken into several smaller sentences but which aren't. Well, that's how I normally talk and I type the way I talk. If you don't like it, well... try to live with it). They also have a very wide range of topics they can talk about. Topics like cars, eyebrows (whut?), guitars, pets , etc... Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for them. I'm thrilled. Really. Right.

The problem is more on how unhappy I am now of my own blog. You see, my blog can be summed up in two words: Pathetically Stupid. It contains nothing (which by the way, is the entire point of my blog). But c'mon. Other people have nothing in their blogs too. How come they have a better blog than mine? How can their nothing be better than my nothing? T_T Anyway, that's why I regret reading other people's blogs. I feel ashamed for mine. It's pathetic. It's stupid.

Well, in my defense (Yes, I do realize that I am the one persecuting myself. Just let me be.), I am not a born blogger. If you've read my second article (which I know you didn't but I don't care (read it)... Really, I don't care (please read it).) you'd know what I mean. I am one of the "converts" (Well, forced is more like it). To tell you the truth, I was one of the biggest skeptics of blogging. When it first came out (about the same time my friends started to bug me to make one), I thought, "Why the hell would I want to post my days event for everyone to read?" I mean, what for? I barely remember what I did (primarily because I didn't care), so I can't exactly tell others about it. Also, if I didn't care about my day, why would anyone else? So, for the longest time I would dismiss any discussions about blogging and my friends quickly learned not to talk about it in front of me. But time passed and as we all know, time...uhm...time...uh...does something... I think. Anyway, discussions about blogging were everywhere: newspapers, net (duh!), library, net cafes (duh! again). So I could not avoid but be forced to overhear some of the new things about blogging. I liked what I heard though. People earning from their blogs. People becoming celebrities for their blogs. Wow (Money, evidently, piques my interests in the stuff that involves it). As far as I have researched in ways for global domination (I read a couple of comic books), money and fame are the two things that always come with power and guess what? I am easily seduced by power. Anyway, long story short (You: You mean you had a short version and I could have skipped all that bullshit...ahem...bovine manure up there? Me: Yes.) I was convinced to start a blog by forces (money, power, greed, fame, insatiable appetite for better things) far stronger than my powers (nil, nada, nothing, zero) can take. So here I am.

Only later did I realize, though, that I have absolutely no talent or skill or even the smallest drop of creative juice for blogging. I was stuck with something between an awkward journal of a sickly preteen boy and a potential source of blackmail information (that is, blackmail against me). I tried spicing it up with poems and my tragic skill for ambigrams but to no avail. Really, I am a somewhat proud owner of a sad and derisory blog, as proud as a human father is to have cockroaches for children can be.

So you see, my page has no visitors, only poor souls who had the misfortune to stumble (click accidentally) into my page. It is not the least bit interesting or informative. I am a sad, sad little man. I am to the point of deleting this account, but since I have nothing else better to do (and I don't know how), I think I'll keep this up and running (more like crawling...no...squirming). *Sigh*

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Ambigram: Diana

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hBal, alBh, laBh, lhaB, alhB, aBlh, Blah!

It's not really fair when I don't post anything with more than just one word in an article and still call this page my blog. That is why I am now going to use my powers to bore you to death. I will relay to you, the person whose present activity is perusing, using one of the most common ways of correspondence to an individual other than one's self, some subjects that relates to the occurrence of events between the period of when the main source of light and center of our solar system ascends high to the moment when it disappears beneath the horizon. Pretty exciting, right? Right...

Well, it was one heck of a day. I did nothing of the things that has me doing something that has nothing to do with me and even if it did have something that had any thing to do with me, which I did not have, I did not do it or would have done it even if it would have been my undoing which leads to me to say that I did what I did not do, which is everything which does and/or does not have any thing to do with me. That pretty much sums up everything I did... or did not do...

So, I hope that my activities today is clearly stated and that you are now, to some extent, aware of the complexities of my day.

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Ambigram: Michelle

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Ambigram: Jasper

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Ambigram: Winston

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Ambigrams of Names

Hey! I made that. I have lots of those too. Different names. I started making ambigrams after I read Dan Brown's "Angels And Demons". The ambigrams in that book are amazing. So well anyway, I started to make some of my own. I tried my name at first but it was really hard. I just can't seem to manipulate the letter K. I tried the names of my classmates then that was the start of it.

I'm going to post different ones each day (until I run out, that is). I've made only names of people I know. They are not really good because, as far as I can remember, I am no artist. These were made during the dull moments in class. By the number of names I have turned to ambigrams, I can say I had too many dull moments in class. They're no work of art but most of my friends seem to like it so maybe you would too. They're not really good. Some of them are "forced", meaning I tried to make them but couldn't so I just forced it to look like the name. So for those who are less imaginative, the ambigram won't work.

Anyway, if you like it and if, by sheer luck, one of the names I made just happen to be your name, then use it if you want. Ask the raw format from me, (that is PSD or DWG or AI format), if you want to edit it or use it to your liking. Share the talent (or in my case, doodles), that's what I say. I would just like to ask you to credit me. If anyone ask where you got that crappy ambigram from, mention me0 Even if you manipulated it a bit, just credit me for the original idea. "Donating" is not a bad idea either. If you would like me to turn your name into one, ask me. One condition though, I only do full first names. I don't do nicknames, user names, avatar names, or what other names. I think the reason why I made a lot of these is because I limit my...ahem..."talent" to just making full first names. If you are Jose Antonio, I could try making Jose or Antonio or Jose Antonio. It depends mostly on my mood, skill, and amount of creative juices I have during that time. Just request. You've got nothing to lose. I won't promise you anything though. I can't even do my own name, so it's not a sure thing that I can do yours. I can give it to you in DWG format, PSD format, or AI format, or any common image format (e.g .jpeg, .gif, .bmp, etc...).

If you have any suggestions to make the name better, tell me. I love constructive criticism (and to those who don't know what that means, and I mean flamers, just effing shut up). So, that's about it. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.

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Ambigram: Anthony

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Am back...

Hmmm...
Now that was what I call a really long break. I've not posted for more than a month. I've been very busy, you see. After my last post, a lot has happened. I've done a lot with great results and I've been through a lot, also with great results.

Anyway, I've been reviewing for The Exam and it took a lot, if not all, of my time. Fortunately, I can say that it was all worth it. I passed The Exam. It was not as tiring as i thought it would be. I kinda enjoyed it a bit, especially if I truly understood what it was I was studying. Thanks to my roomie, I've done a great deal of "learning" during the last two weeks before The Exam. Note the quotes on learning. I really can't call it learning as much as it's cramming. Nonetheless, I seem to retain what it was I crammed, so I guess I did learn something. The Exam was uneventful. i didn't have a nervous breakdown. In fact, I wasn't even nervous at all. For the last 4 days before The Exam until the day I got the results, I wasn't in anyway anxious. It kinda bothered me, the fact I was not nervous I mean. I was able to justify it though, which I will explain in a later post. Anyway, now that The Exam is over, I am FREE!!! FREE I tell you!!! FREE!!! or until I get a job...

To what I've been through... Well, I was sick like two weeks before the exam. I thought it was just a passing fever. When it did not abate, I thought I had dengue again. Had my blood check and it showed some bothering things. I can't really elaborate since I'm no med student and I don't have the least bit of idea what it was I had checked. Hehehe. Had it checked again, anyway it wasn't dengue. Good, 'cause I hated my experience with it, having to drink "tawa-tawa" and the itch. It was just a weirdly intense yet short fever. It was all okay by Thursday (it started Sunday evening). I missed a couple of review classes though. When I thought I was through that, the Monday of next week, the Monday of the Exam week, the fever came back. Damn. Anyway, I kinda preempted it and was able to thwart it's full impact. It was okay when I took the exam, though a bit of the illness was still there. I got through it all right.

Another thing that played a big part throughout all this was the deficit of my capability to trade goods with establishments that provide necessary supplements to continue my existence. Simply put, I had very little money. It was the easiest to solve of my problems, though the most embarrassing. I got through it all right too.

So anyway, that was what took a lot of my time and energy so I was not able to post. Now that I'm FREE, maybe I'd pick up where I left off. Peace!

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I Am

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Under Your Radiance...

Karat gold bracelets
and sterling silver rings...
ubiquitous, yet inadequate.

Raven opals and ivory pearls,
utramarine sapphires and scarlet rubies...
I do not see their value.
No, not even the richest of silks.
Undeniable are their worth but
nothing when compared to you.
Such as the flowers are to the sunlight,
under your radiance, I bloom.

My life is complete
as long as I see your
unpretentious smile...

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Voldie Wins!!!

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