I havent updated this blog.. (even my other blogpages) because I've been very busy adjusting my life here in Singapore. I got here March14.. and I'm going for my third month already. Work has been fun, then boring, then fun again.. But Singapore is just amazing, new experiences, new friends.. a lot of things to explore.

Whenever my friends ask me how it is being here.. I always say that being here is a a lot of things.. There's being independent.. but then there's being lonely.. There's adventure, yet there's still boredom.. There's career growth, but still there's my mild adhd attacks of having a need of change every now and then.. And most importantly and relevant.. there's a BIG pay, yet there's the bigger loans and expenses to check monthly.

Another excuse for me not being able to update this blog is because I have chose to update my blogspot more frequently. (Which lately I haven't as well) See? I'm easily bored that way. But I don't want to delete my account here in tabulas.. because this is where I started and this is where I got to know friends, that introduced me to new people and so on... Plus looking back at my highschool posts makes me laugh. It's embarrassing.. but those are my idiotic entries and, one way or another, it feels good to be reminded of how I grew up, literally and in writing.

For my blogspot link.. It's http://hotchiqqa.blogspot.com Yes, Im still hotchiqqa, though my body doesn't live up to it, personality-wise, at least I think and I hope  I do. :p hahaha!

{ music } Katy Perry
{ mood } calm

Written by hotchiqqa at 11:29 AM. Filed under Self-Musing.

2 justified.

5 air planes on one starry night... and a great cloudy sky the next.

BUT IM STILL SMILING. I AM STILL ROCKING. =)

one of my friends said.. "im running so all of us can fly..."

makes sense to me. Hahahaha =)

 

Great new year to all!!!!!!! =D

Written by hotchiqqa at 12:28 AM. Filed under Gnarly Bonkers, Worlds I'd die to get into, Self-Musing.

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this is a repost.. HAYOP NA MGA NASA GOBYERNO NGAYON.

http://vicissitude-decidido.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-is-fucked-up.html

Friday, December 26, 2008
The world has gone crazy.
So, I just had the worst day of my life.

At around 1:30 PM today, at Valley Golf and Country Club, Antipolo City, Mayor Nasser Pangandaman, Jr., Mayor of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur, his father, Secretary Nasser Pangandaman of the Department of Agrarian Reform, and company, beat my defenseless 56-year-old dad and my 14-year-old brother to a pulp because of some stupid misunderstanding on the golf course.

This is a golf course. I have been a golfer all my life, and I have never seen anything like this. NOTHING. This is hard to comprehend. And it happened to my own father and my own brother too. Right in front of my eyes.

My brother and I were playing golf at the South Course of Valley. We were on the 3rd hole, and we see two golf carts going past us, overtaking our flight, and setting up to tee off on the next hole. My dad goes up to them and asks them why they would do that, why they would overtake us without even asking for our permission. Golf etiquette 101. One of the guys says that they're with the flight in front of us. (So what? That doesn't give them the right to just pass us WITHOUT asking.) So, we go to the 5th hole. The flight behind us catches up with us, and asks us what caused the hold up. We said that this flight just slipped in front of our flight. So we complained to the marshall. We play the 5th hole and walk towards the next hole, where there is a teehouse, and both the flights in front of us were there, talking with the marshall. The mayor of Masiu City, Lanao del Sur talks with my dad. Things get heated up. Voices were raised. But never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine that someone would pull out a punch. Apparently not. He attacks my father. His flightmates, maybe 2 or 3 of them, rush to his aid and beat up my father. My 56-year-old father. My younger brother and I could not just watch. We rushed to break the fight. My younger brother pleads to the mayor to please stop it. To not hurt my dad. To just stop. His words still ring through my head..."Sorry na po, sorry na po...tama na...tama na po..." With his hands in front of his chest in a praying position. PLEADING. The mayor socks him in the face. My brother defended himself. My dad is still on the ground getting clobbered. My brother is the same way. I try to stop the fight, but all I can do is stop one person. There were 4 or 5 of them attacking now.

Someone breaks up the fight. I thought it was all over. The mayor shouts to his caddy: "Hindi nila kami kilala! Sabihin mo nga sa kanila kung sino ako!" And believe me, I had no idea who this person was. But now I know. He's the person who, with 4 other men, beat up my 56-year-old father and my 14-year-old brother. He's the person who sacks a pleading 14-year-old kid in the face. He's a person who, I am sure, is gonna rot in hell.

I lash out, but my dad held me back. I was screaming my lungs out, shouting to this mayor, telling him about what he had done. I said: "Nakakahiya kayo. Singkwenta'y sais anyos ang tatay ko. And kapatid ko kakatorse anyos. Anong ilalaban nila sayo?"

The mayor looks at my brother, point to his face, and says, "Tatandaan kita!" And he tells me that my brother has a bad attitude and that I need to watch him. WHAT THE HELL?! So, my brother's bad for defending his father?!

We leave. We walk to the clubhouse to file a complaint. My brother asks for a doctor. My dad could barely walk. Their group comes to the clubhouse, sees my brother. Once again my brother pleads, says sorry, and is crying. He was CRYING, for crissakes. But no. The relentless mayor still punches him in the face, and then sees my dad and goes after my dad again. Him and his friend pull my dad to the ground, pulls at his feet, and steps on him like he's dirt. I run to him and try to hold him back, holding him back by his shirt, while this other guy and this girl tries to stop me. She tells me to just stop it. I scream in her face "they're beating my father up and you want me to stop?!" I pull at his shirt--I don't let go. All I can see was my dad being trampled on. I didn't even see my brother getting beat up.

People pull them away. I get my dad, and I saw my brother. His right ear was bleeding. I freaked out. I told the receptionists to bring my brother to the clinic. I pull my dad away. People were separating us.

My mom and my older brother come. I tell her Bino's right ear is bleeding. They both look like they could kill. My dad holds my brother off, I hold off my mom. When I finally got my mom under control, my older brother gets away and I hold him off. Two of the mayor's bodyguards pull out guns. I embraced my brother from the back, just holding him back, crying. The receptionists came to us, crying, hugging me, my dad, and my mom, whispering to us to just leave. "Maam, umalis na po kayo, may mga baril sila...Maam...umalis na po kayo please..."

I am pretty sure the Secretary of DAR did not take part in the fight, but he just watched all this happen. He watched two of his sons, as we figured out, the other guy was his son, too, beat up my father and my 14-year-old brother. He didn't do anything to stop it. And this person is what now? A cabinet member. A politician.

Sounds like something out of a movie, doesn't it? But this is what happened. TODAY. The day after Christmas. To my family. And all I ask for is JUSTICE. The people at Valley Golf did not seem to want to help us. None of the security guards even tried to stop the fight. Right in the clubhouse. I came back after the fight was over and talked to the receptionists. They say they did not see anything. The general manager of Valley Golf would not give us the names of the men who made my brother's ear bleed. It took him an hour. Maybe even more than that. He seemed to not want to help us. Because, we were against the SECRETARY OF THE DEPARTMENT OF AGRARIAN REFORM and the MAYOR OF MASIU CITY, LANAO DEL SUR. They were all scared.

The world is has gone crazy. Two politicians beat up a defenseless 56-year-old father and his 14-year-old son. At a golf course. I swear to God, I thought golfers were decent people. You would think politicians were decent people. I guess not. I guess they gang up on 56-year-old men and beat up pleading 14-year-old kids.

Please pray for my dad, my brother and for my whole family. Please pray that we get JUSTICE. Oh God, please, give these people what they deserve.

 

{ mood } disappointed

Written by hotchiqqa at 06:12 PM. Filed under Gnarly Bonkers, Twisted Minds.

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Life's to enjoy.. so let's just continue to laugh through the hits and misses.

It was a long ride for 2008.. but it'll never be an easy one for 2009 if you keep your heads low. Gear up people and put a smile on your faces as we welcome another crazy road ahead of us.

Life is such a long road... with open possibilities and endless yet great opportunities.. Take one path, make wrong turns, find your way back, and continue on. Never be afraid to laugh through slight bumps and misses.

Happy 2009 to everyone at sama sama pa din tayo sa road trip ng buhay ah... =)

 

{ mood } complacent

Written by hotchiqqa at 06:07 PM. Filed under Life is a dance floor., Self-Musing.

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Roll of Successful Examinees in the L.E.T. - ELEMENTARY - All Regions
Held on SEPTEMBER 28, 2008
Released on NOVEMBER 15, 2008

8941 JAMISOLA, MARY GRACE SARMIENTO
16602 TIQUIA, KATRINA BLANCA TAN
17452 VILLANUEVA, RIA FAYE PADILLA

Congrats Faye and Kat!!! WE DID IT!! Hahaha in fairness, walang aral aral to Kat diba?? Ahahaha!! blow out nyo naman ako... hahaha!! =)

{ mood } accomplished

Written by hotchiqqa at 11:03 PM. Filed under I am a Teacher, Life is a dance floor., Self-Musing.

3 justified.