Boyong...

Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves to go to school.
Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves to watch cartoons.
Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves his family and friends.
Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves dancing.
Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves singing.
Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves climbing trees.
Boyong, a seven-year old boy, loves music.

Yes, he loves to do many things.
Yes, he loves the people around him.

But, of all these things...
But, of all these people...

He don't have anything.
He don't have anyone.

He was an abandoned child.
He lives on the street.
He has no family.
He has no friends.
He never goes to school.

And worst of it...

He can't sing... he's a mute.
He can't dance... he's a polio victim.
He can't see... he's visually impaired.
He can't hear... he's a deaf.

The question...

"Why God let him live if he can't do anything at all and only to feel the agonizing pain of being alone and useless?"

The answer...

It's in your heart.

Just let it speak.

Because Of You by Ne-Yo

Because Of You
by Ne-Yo

Want to, but I can't help it

I love the way it feels

Its got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real

I need it when I want it

I want it when I don't

Tell myself I'll stop every day, knowing that I won't

I got a problem and I

Don't know what to do about it

Even if I did I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it, I’m

Taken by the thought of it

[chorus]

And I know this much is true

Baby you have become my addiction

I’m so strung out on you

I can barely move

But I like it

And it's all because of you

(All because of you)

And it's all because of you

(All because of you)

And it's all because of you

(All because of you)

And it's all because

Never get enough, she’s the sweetest drug

think of it every second

I can't get nothing done

Only concern is the next time I’m gon' get me some

Know I should stay away from

'Cuz it's no good for me

I try and try but my obsession won't let me leave

I got a problem and I

Don't know what to do about it even If I did I don't know

If I would quit but I doubt it, I’m

Taken by the thought of it

Hey!

[chorus]

And I know this much is true

Baby you have become my addiction

I’m so strung out on you

I can barely move

But I like it

And it's all because of you

(All because of you)

And it's all because of you

(All because of you)

And it's all because of you

(All because of you)

And it's all because

Never get enough (Never get enough), she’s the sweetest drug

Ain't no doubt (No doubt)

So strung out (Strung out)

Ain't no doubt (There's aint no doubt)

So strung out

Over you

Over you...

Because of you

And it's all because of you

Never get enough

She's the sweetest drug

She's the sweetest drug

HELL TEACHER NUBE

HELL TEACHER NUBE

BBTE Seniors 2006-2007

PUP-STE

"Astigeros"

sadako

Better watch out.

Beware when the phone rings.

She might come after you.

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ACT NOW!

STOP CRIME.

STOP CHILD ABUSE.

NOW!

Tambay

Sitting on the roadside, watching all the cars and people that pass by. Watching for what? And why? Are you waiting for something? Or for someone? Of all these questions, he only gave a sigh, just like he didn't hear anything. Are you deaf? Still, no reaction at all. Ok, I will not talk to you anymore. Anyway, I don't know you at all. I'm just curious of what you are doing and what are you up to. But since that you don't mind me, I will not mind you too. Wait a minute! I'm talking to myself. I'll just have to go on walking. See you later, dude. I hope you're still there by tomorrow. >>>

99%

"99% of failures come from people who have the habit of making excuses."
This a quotation I have read from the desk of one of the COE faculty member where I work in. It's a very short line, but, the message behind it kept me thinking. Am I one of those people? What failures had I made that gave me reason to be guilty? Maybe, I am one of them. For all the failures I have made in my entire life, I look back and analyze...did I make excuses after those upsets? And the only answer entering my mind was a big YES! I am indeed one of them! But before I put myself into the flame of being a big excuser of downfalls...I have an answer to that quotation, "Success is 1% inspiration, and 99% perspiration."

4 o'clock a.m.

It's 4 o'clock in the morning, very early indeed. It was very cold and all of us were shattering. It's hard to wake up but the thought of being late for work enabled me to get up. I get off from my bed and stretched my arms, my legs...circled ny neck and hips. I shouted...Aah! It's very cold! What should I do first? Iron my uniform? Drink a cup of coffee? Turn on the radio? Oh, I know...I have to pray first, for giving me this beautiful day with my family. The rooster cockles. The sun are already peeping from its hiding place. But still, its very hard to move. I want to get back to sleep. I still want to see my dreamgirl, anyway, I can always see her. I'll just close my eyes and tada...she's there! Wait a minute, what am I thinking?! I will be late! I've got plenty of things to do. Ok, I'll take a bath first before anything else. Have a good day!

Republic of the Philippines

My home land...the Pearl of the Orient Seas.

The land of the Filipinos.

The Republic of the Philippines.

Where I'm born, where I'm raised, where will I serve and where will I die. I love my homeland, my country, Philippines.

Do I sound patriotic? Maybe...because...I am!

Why Filipino?

Are you a Filipino?

If not, better be one!

Why?

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Why NOT?

An open letter...

This letter is such a touching one...

Hope you have time reading this and hope you get some

lessons in life... Enjoy...!