ugh

I'm planning to passionately lock lips with my hubby. To block out all distractions for a few minutes and lay one on him. i sometimes forget that we're legally married and that means i can just do anything to him and vice versa. (nasty... huh!)

'What I Want for You — and Every Child in America' By President-elect Barack Obama

i was so touched when i read this piece. how i wish every man, every father's heart has a share of his eloquence and brilliance. http://www.parade.com/export/sites/default/news/2009/01/barack-obama-letter-to-my-daughters.html . Dear Malia and Sasha, I know that you've both had a lot of fun these last two years on the campaign trail, going to picnics and parades and state fairs, eating all sorts of junk food your mother and I probably shouldn't have let you have. But I also know that it hasn't always been easy for you and Mom, and that as excited as you both are about that new puppy, it doesn't make up for all the time we've been apart. I know how much I've missed these past two years, and today I want to tell you a little more about why I decided to take our family on this journey. When I was a young man, I thought life was all about me‚-about how I'd make my way in the world, become successful, and get the things I want. But then the two of you came into my world with all your curiosity and mischief and those smiles that never fail to fill my heart and light up my day. And suddenly, all my big plans for myself didn't seem so important anymore. I soon found that the greatest joy in my life was the joy I saw in yours. And I realized that my own life wouldn't count for much unless I was able to ensure that you had every opportunity for happiness and fulfillment in yours. In the end, girls, that's why I ran for President: because of what I want for you and for every child in this nation. I want all our children to go to schools worthy of their potential-schools that challenge them, inspire them, and instill in them a sense of wonder about the world around them. I want them to have the chance to go to college-even if their parents aren't rich. And I want them to get good jobs: jobs that pay well and give them benefits like health care, jobs that let them spend time with their own kids and retire with dignity. I want us to push the boundaries of discovery so that you'll live to see new technologies and inventions that improve our lives and make our planet cleaner and safer. And I want us to push our own human boundaries to reach beyond the divides of race and region, gender and religion that keep us from seeing the best in each other. Sometimes we have to send our young men and women into war and other dangerous situations to protect our country‚-but when we do, I want to make sure that it is only for a very good reason, that we try our best to settle our differences with others peacefully, and that we do everything possible to keep our servicemen and women safe. And I want every child to understand that the blessings these brave Americans fight for are not free‚-that with the great privilege of being a citizen of this nation comes great responsibility. That was the lesson your grandmother tried to teach me when I was your age, reading me the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence and telling me about the men and women who marched for equality because they believed those words put to paper two centuries ago should mean something. She helped me understand that America is great not because it is perfect but because it can always be made better‚-and that the unfinished work of perfecting our union falls to each of us. It's a charge we pass on to our children, coming closer with each new generation to what we know America should be. I hope both of you will take up that work, righting the wrongs that you see and working to give others the chances you've had. Not just because you have an obligation to give something back to this country that has given our family so much‚-although you do have that obligation. But because you have an obligation to yourself. Because it is only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential. These are the things I want for you‚-to grow up in a world with no limits on your dreams and no achievements beyond your reach, and to grow into compassionate, committed women who will help build that world. And I want every child to have the same chances to learn and dream and grow and thrive that you girls have. That's why I've taken our family on this great adventure. I am so proud of both of you. I love you more than you can ever know. And I am grateful every day for your patience, poise, grace, and humor as we prepare to start our new life together in the White House. Love, Dad

the rebel in me

Being a rebel has many derogatory connotations that come along with it. It suggests tattoos, piercings, weird hair cuts with even weirder colors, a strong disregard for authority and of course, horrible fashion. On the other hand, I’m now telling you that we all need to listen to that rebel within us, if only for a moment!

discovery

i needed to talk to carlos munda kasi i have this document that he has to sign (a request of a friend). anyway... his cellphone kept on ringing... nobody answered. so, i called up his office landline and the conversation went like this: man: hello! me: hi! is majal (carlos' assistant) there? man: wala siya dito, eh. (sounds like carlos talking) me: is majal still working for carlos? man. yes. me: who is this please? si alice nga pala ito, friend ni carlos. man: brother ako ni carlos. me: owws. ha! how come we did't know he has a brother. hindi nga... tagal na kami friends pero hindi ko man lang alam may brother siya. man: hehe! my name is jaf. i will tell kuya... me: jack? man. no, it's jaf. may meeting kasi siya sa tagum daw. i will tell him you called, mag meet yata kami after lunch later. me: okey. sabihin mo lang si alice ang tumawag ha... pero wait... bakit nga hindi namin alam may brother pala si carlos. ayaw niya siguro landiin ka namin. hehehe! man: hehe! me: wait... so how old are you? man: 30. me: see... magkaedad pa talaga tayo. man: laughing me: okey... thank you, jaf!. =end of conversation= wala lang. until now i still couldn't believe that caloy has a younger brother. antagal na naming mag friends but kami ng mga girls (gen, meldy, sandra...) never man lang had the chance to meet his brother. i am wondering... carlos might have protected jaf too much, ayaw niyang ma-expose sa amin. another thought... gwapo malamang si jaf. hehehe!

while browsing the external disk, saw some videos of the reports i had produced for ANC bantay bata 163 segment. so disappointing that i couldn't upload it here. too big kasi... 6.4 GB ba naman. hehehe! it's lunch time here in my office... i am watching and reminiscin'. bakit parang mas beautiful ako before? dinaya siguro ni John Simeon Celi ang shots. hehehe! i feel happy to be reminded that i somehow have played a role in helping those children in need. even until now, i can't take parents who don't treat their children well in public. one time, while i was waiting for my jeepney ride in front of MTS, i saw this mother who was yelling at her sobbing 5-year old (my guess) kid, gikurot, gibatukan pa... i believe it was just because the poor kid wanted some french fries at McDonalds. Nilapitan ko talaga ang nanay,"mahiya ka naman sa sarili mo! anak mo ginapakaulawan nimo!" namula jud siya. i can only imagine how she deals with her kid when nobody's watching. no regrets for what i did. buti hindi ko siya sinampal. hahay... mga tao talaga... dinadamay ang mga bata sa kanilang mga sariling gawang problema. we have to protect and promote the rights of children... even in our own little ways kasi kung walang somebody who's willing to stand and fight then child abuse will never end. if we really think about it, our kids, my own little boy can possibly be a victim. kaya, i make it a point na kahit i don't work for bantay bata davao anymore, i say yes to hosting or other task where i can be a volunteer in their projects and other events. fulfilling jud!