High School First Time

I cannot attend the high school reunion today so I decided to watch a movie.

I Love You Beth Cooper was an interesting read for me. I think I decided to read it after I got too tired reading a medical sociology book.Anyway, I happen to have a copy of the movie and watched it. It talked about not doing, or saying, the thing you want to do/say and you end up regretting it. We do have those unsettled issues I’m sure specially when we were in high school but more than that, the movie made me reminisce, more like think about, what happened to me back when I was a skinny teenager with an acne-infested face. Continue reading “High School First Time”

Take Care of your Heart

In the next few minutes and even in the coming days you will be listening to speeches about how life really starts after graduation or that it is now your time to serve the people. You will be listening to a lot of congratulatory messages and some of you might even start reminiscing your college life. People will tell you how real life can be a real B to the H and that you cannot just twerk your way out of any bad situation like Miley. Worst, you cannot just whip/nae nae your uber high taxes. But no matter what challenges you face after this, when life starts getting you down and reaching the stratospheric heights of your career seems impossible, there is always that nook you can come home to. I’m not talking about infrastructure and I am not referring to your loved ones alone. I’m talking about your heart. This is your real home. Listen to it. Be at peace with it. Take care of it. And don’t let other people ruin it because not many people have the talent to rebuild it. Sometimes, not even us. So to you dear graduates, I only have two words and a few lines from Kristin Chenoweth.

Living here in this brand new world
Might be a fantasy
But it taught me to love
So it’s real to me

And I’ve learned that we must look
Inside our hearts to find
A world full of love Like yours,
Like mine, Like home

In behalf of the program, Take Care everyone! Congratulations.


This was my last message to this year’s BACA Graduates during the CHSS Send-off Ceremony last 23 June 2015.

Who is Lang Dulay?

Lang Dulay

One of the reasons why Cultural tourism is getting stronger in the Philippines is that there is a strong determination from the indigenous groups as well as the government to conserve the Filipino people’s identity since each indigenous group in the country carry its own history, practices, and beliefs in their way of life, arts, and crafts. This is what I have observed in most of my works involving tourism and cultural conservation.

Despite tourism having two opposing poles – the conservation and pollution of the land, people, and culture, the government invests in this endeavor and at the same time recognizes people, national artists and national living treasures, as champions of culture and the arts.

This in turn made my meeting with Lang Dulay, a T’nalak dreamweaver from Lake Sebu, South Cotabato and awarded as National Living Treasure (1998) during the time of President Fidel V. Ramos, an experience worth documenting.

Lang Dulay

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Pope Francis visits the Philippines


“Please know that Jesus never lets you down.” – Pope Francis

These flowers are for all the Catholics in the country celebrating the visit of His Holiness Pope Francis. He is currently holding mass at Tacloban Airport. The moment Super Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan) hit the Philippines last year, he immediately said he wanted to visit Leyte. According to him, “I have no words to say to you but the Lord has words for all of you.”

Viva Papa Francesco!

That bugger called Vertigo


I am not driving for the next 7 days.


It was around 9 last Friday when I felt dizzy picking up the laptop bag from the floor. I was dizzy at first and managed to put the laptop bag on the shelf when I felt lightheaded. I ended up lying on my bed feeling like I was in a ship again crossing Sarangani Straight on a bad weather. A small movement of my head caused tremendous “movement” around me. Everytime I try to sit up, I would feel nauseous. So I stopped trying and went to sleep.
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