Ang Unang Linggo ni Ningmu

Pitong araw na ang nakalipas, mula nang ang pusang ligaw ay aking iniligtas, mabuti na lamang at siya ay malaki na at di na kelangan pa-inumin pa ng gatas. Di naging  madali sa pusang ligaw ang pag-aadjust sa bago nyang mundo kapiling ang gwapo nyang amo (objections are not allowed). kung sino man ang gwapo, amo nya ba o ang nagsulat nito, eh wala na daw syang paki-alam dito, ang mahalaga eh mahal sya nito ng buong pusa, este buong puso(nagdrama) nagka-iyakan pa ang amo, ang nagsulat nito, at si Ningmu. pero bago pa magkaroon ng dagat ng luha, at sing laki ng iceberg na muta, eh itutuloy ko na ang kwento ni Ningmu...

...sa pagpapatuloy... sa pag pasok ng pusang ligaw sa bago nyang tahanan, kelangan nyang iwanan ang luma nyang pangalan, at dahil diyan, muli siyang bibinyagan.

maraming imbetado sa okasyong ito, mga bisita ay pinili ng husto, at sa pagkaka-alam ko, may mga panauhin rin na hindi tao, hayop ang mga ito(pahayopin?).

di na dumaan sa screenings, auditions, at interviews ang mga nasabing bisita, sa pintu-an sila dadaan -sabi ng party organizer.

 

sa aming munting pinto, mga bisita ay napahinto, marahang binasa ang isang paalala, kahindik-hindik ang pagkakasulat ng mga titik(wreten en kapetal leturs), at ang nakasulat ay: "NO ID, NO ENTERy.", natigilan lahat ng bisita, napatingin sila sa isat-isa, napalulon ng sariling laway, at bahagyang napamura, wala kahit isa sa kanila ang may dalang ID.

bago pa mauwi sa hostage taking ang tensyonadong sitwasyon, minabuti na ng management na magpadala na ng negotiator.

Lumabas ang writer, sya ang inatasan ng management na tumayo bilang negotiator, kaya na posponed ang kanyang pagsusulat... (...lumabas pa ang writer) -at para di mainip ang mga audience eh nagdisisyon ang management na magkakaroon muna ng commercial break.

we will be right back after this short commercial break.

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sa pagpapatuloy...

natapos na ang short commercial break, kaya ipinatawag na muli ng management ang writer para ituloy ang kanyang sinusulat. habang wala pa siya, eh ako na muna ang magsusulat-sino ako? --tinanong ko ang sarili ko, sinagot ko rin ang sarili ko "ako ito, ang writer(kunwari)".

sa muling pagpapatuloy(take two)... ...saan na nga uli tayo? "nariyan ka at nandito ako" --pasigaw na sagot ng pusang ligaw mula sa kanyang kwarto, at sabay tanung sa akin kung pinapasok ko na ang VIP without ID nyang mga bisita, ang sagot ko ay:"Hindi eh, ang sabi kasi ng management, tumayo ako bilang negotiator, kaya tumayo lang ako, di ko kinausap mga bisita mo."

Ay Tanga!!! pabulong na sigaw ng pusang ligaw, di ko pinansin ang pusang ligaw, kunwari barado ng cream na dilaw ang tenga ko kaya di ko sya narinig.

Sa pag-aalala baka magsi-uwi ang kanyang mga bisita, dali-daling dumungaw sa bintana ang bibinyagang pusa, pasigaw nyang tinawag ang mga bisita, at sinabihan na sa pinto sa kabila dumaan(back door).

kumaripas ng takbo ang mga walang modo, ang iba naman ay dahan-dahan lang tila cool at edukado. huling dumating sa pinto ang mga walang modo, sa kakamadali naligaw ang mga ito.

napatigil muli sa backdoor na pinto ang mga walang modo at mga kunwari edukado, pagkabahala ang namayani sa kanilang diwa, nang mabasa ang nakasulat na babala, na nagsasabing: "NO TRESSPASSING".

bago pa ulo ng karamihan ay uminit, at muling sumiklab ang galit, isa sa mga bisita ang buluntaryong nagpaliwanag kung anong ibig sabihin ng TREESPASSING, sabay sabi na wala silang dapat ikabahala, sapagkat ang ibig lamang sabihin ng TRESSPASSING ay: "bawal ang tatlo pumasok ng sabay", dapat ay isahan lang or "UNOpassing", o dalawahan or "DOSpassing", pwede rin apatan or "QUATROpassing". malas raw kasi pag tatluhan or "TRESSpassing" kung dadaan sa backdoor -ayon sa mga pongtsoy experts at mga gastrologers(astrologers na may gastritis).

sa wakas nakapasok rin ang mga bwisita, laking tuwa ng pusa ng makita nya na sina Daga A at Daga B pala ang kanyang bisita- kung hindi nyo pa sila kilala, kilalanin sa unang pahina nitong kwento ng ligaw na pusa.

madamdamin ang mga sumunod na tagpo, mag-asawang daga ay di man lang naka-upo, nagbilang ng tatlo si daga A, "Takbo!"-sigaw ni Daga B.

Kumaripas ng takbo ang dalawang kawawang daga, tinahak ni Daga A ang X-axis(abscissa), at sa Y-axis(ordinate)naman si Daga B, naiwan sa Origin(vertex) ang pusang ligaw at di agad nakagalaw, siya'y nalito at di agad nakatakbo, nag-isip kunwari at napakamot sa ulo, tinanong nya sa sarili kung sino... ...sino ang mas Tender at Juicy, si Daga A o si Daga B? medyo choosy kasi sya pagdating sa pagkain, at bago nya pa napansin, eh wala na ang dalawang daga na gusto nyang kainin.

Di na matanaw ng Pusa ang mga Daga sa Quadrant 1 and 2, at negative na rin pareho sa quadrant 3 and 4, naisip nyang gamitin ang
teorya ni Phytagora para ma locate ang mga nakatakas na daga. kaso biglang naalala ng writer na mahina pala sya sa Math kaya babaguhin nya nalang ang takbo ng kwento...

At bago pa mapagkamalan ng mga reader(like you) na mathematician ang pusang ligaw, nag desisyon na ang writer na itigil na ang pagamit ng mga mathematical terms, bigla nya kasing naalala na malakas syang kumain ng mga pagkaing mamantika, pero mahina talaga sya sa matematika, at sa katunayan ay di nya rin alam kung ano ang kaugnayan ng pagkaing mamantika sa matematika,(Ryhme daw kasi, kaya naisali).

Mahaba na ata ang maikling kwento na aking nagawa, at tulad ng dati eh mawawala nalang bigla na parang bula, kung ano ang nangyari sa  bibinyagang pusa at sa dalawang daga, eh ikaw na ang bahala... bahala ka na sa buhay mo! kaw na magtuloy ng kwento! pagod na ako!
wag kayong mang gulo!, sumuko na kayo! napapaligiran ko na kayo! wag kayong kikilos ng hindi masama! kung hindi, eh pasasabugin ko ang... ...ah basta!

(nang hostage na ang baliw na writer) at ang kanyang mga demands sa pamahalaan at kinauukulan ay ang mga sumusunod:

1. Murang Pizza Pie para sa mahihirap
2. Mahal at di mabisang gamot para sa mga Corrupt na pulitiko
3. RH bill para sa mga pusa
4. Libreng edukasyon para sa mga guro na di marunong magturo
5. I-rehab sa crocodile farm ang mga Kotong Cops(buwaya).
6. (Reserved for your suggestions)

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Daylight Delight

Summer was about to end, kids will be busy again, that’s why we have decided to have a break from work—oops I’m not included, I’m a fulltime TAMBAY after all. I can’t remember what day and date it was, all I know is we went to beach.

Our departure time was 5:30AM and because we are Filipinos, we’ve took off an hour after the set departure time. We are going to General Santos City, 50+ kilometers from where we are. We rented a multicab, just enough for 3 small families, our family and my two titas’s families, but some family members are not included..

There are two towns or municipalities that we will be passing by, before we reach General Santos City. The first is the municipality of Tupi, when we got there the multicab where we are in, got a flat tire, but fortunately the driver had a spare tire, that’s why it wasn’t really counted as a delay. We had a picture taking while we are waiting for the driver to replace the flatted tire, and other guys helped him to make thing easy and fast, maybe in less than 15mins it was fixed, and our travel continues.

The next stop was at the Municipality of Polomolok, we have to pick up one of my tita there, and while waiting for her to arrived, we did not waste time and we bought fishes to be grilled on their market, where fishes are cheap and fresh, after my tita arrived, we resume our travel, our next stop was in cemetery, cemetery? Yes! Cemetery. We’ve visited my late grandfather, we just offered a little prayer, and asked him after if he would like to join our outing, --good thing is he didn’t answered back and maybe ask us if we would like to join him –hehe. Well, in our time we will.

Ok our travel continues, we arrived at our destination around 8:30-9:00am, we ate our breakfast first before we enjoy the sand, sun and the salt water. Everyone was enjoying, even not everyone knows how to swim, so some were left near the seashore, where water is not deep and they feel safe.

It’s admirable to watch my grandmother swimming , yeah she can still swim, even if she can’t walk fast, but then she can swim swiftly, she’s already 89 years old and despite of her age, she’s still capable of doing those things that she used to do when she was still young. 

As the heat gets hotter, we shed our selves under the roof of our rented cottage, we are all afraid to toast our skin, some of us doubting the effectiveness of their applied sun block, so we took a rest while treating our stomach, I’ve exposed also my fattened tummy, who cares! everyone in the group has a tummy same to mine(if not healthier)—haha. 

After we had our lunch, we forgot about the sun and the sunburn , we enjoyed the water again and its flashing waves. That was our last soak, we’ve gone off after.

 

More Photos on my facebook album

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May 21, 2011-judgment day

      

Judgment day, that means the world is about to end(not its literal meaning), I was a little surprised when I heard the news about this prediction, though I’m already used to it, because rumors like this always pop outs out of nowhere since long ago. Many groups and sometimes just individuals, always creates buzz regarding this serious matter, as a result others gone panic, and others just laugh over that issue, some were afraid and some are just calm and prepared for whatever is about to happen.  This time the source of this recent end of the world prediction, is a group from US, I’m a little curious on what kind of group are they, and what is their basis of this scary news. I’ve heard the interview on the leader or perhaps he was just the spokesperson(I’m not sure), he said that there’s nothing they will gain from spreading this Prediction—they’ve gain popularity. and as a matter of fact they’ve already sold their material things, and he also said that what they are saying is the world is about to end, they didn’t said that humans will die—what??? Haha I wonder how can we live without this world of ours, will we be transported to other planet(meet kokey)? To other dimension? Purgatory, Hell or heaven depending on how we lived our life? It sounds comical to me, and many doesn’t believe on this rumor, but I’m also surprised that according to the text poll survey that TV patrol World conducted, last night(as of this writing), there are 16% of the participant of this said survey believed that this May 21, 2011, 6:00pm Judgement Day is true, they really believed that this world of ours will end today perhaps later(as of this writing).  On the other hand, many religious sectors said that: “Only God Knows if when this world will end, or when will be the judgement day” however they are clearly saying that this May 21, 2011, 6:00pm Judgement Day prediction is not true—are they God? It sounds to me that they are certainly sure that this prediction is not true—does it mean they know when? Yet they are saying that only God knows, where’s the harmony on their statements? Well whatever will happen will happen, preparedness is necessarily needed, do what you have to do while you can. Ooopsss others might think that they should now do what are those things that is evil or prohibited by laws since the world is about to end, and we will all be gone, so let’s enjoy the remaining moments we have on this world, --I’m in total agreement with that, but I’ll prefer to do the opposite, do good, live your life righteously while you can, repent, forgive, love and be happy –weh di nga?

    Haha kakagraduate ko lang tapos end of the world na? ohhh kamon! Ayaw ko pa mag retire sa mundo, di pa ako tired hahaha. I have 77years more to live –according to my prediction, lol.
   

    To all my friends and love once, twice… and thrice. –I LOVE YOU ALL
    To all of you(including my friends and love once) –Hello! How are you?

                Come what may come what may come.
                               
                        Written: May 21, 2011, 7:20-8:00am
                        Posted: May 23,, 2011. 4:15 pm

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My Playful Mp3 Player

            Play… pause… Play… pause… Play… Ooops! –that’s not how I play my Mp3 player, and that’s not how my MP3 player play my favorite mp3s. it play my favorite mp3s the way it should be, play the song when I press the Play button, pause when I push the pause button and shut off when I turned it off. That’s my Sony Mp3 player.

                                                               

            It was again just given to me, gift or present in other word. It works just fine, not until I’ve observed that it’s now showing some abnormality, I’ve observed that when playing a music or any audio files like audiobooks and other audios in mp3 format, it’s louder when I’m touching the audio jack—hehe I’m not sure if it’s the right term, I’m referring to the end portion of the headphone, the thing you plug in you mp3 player’s output port. When I’m touching that or perhaps holding while I’m playing music, the volume boosts louder than it used to be, and after a week I suddenly can’t hear any sound from the headphone even if the music was already playing, at first I thought that the problem was on my headphone, so I used and tried other headphone that surely not defective, and the result was still the same. So, it was clear now that the problem was on the mp3 player itself.

                                                        

            Due to boredom and a little curiosity, I did not wait for second opinion from a known expert, I’ve check out the mp3 player by opening those portion that can be opened by using just my bare hands, and I found out that a screwdriver with a small tip was necessary, fortunately I have something like that somewhere on our cabinet, it took me more that 10minutes and I found it. It’s dissecting time!

                                         

            So I drove the screws out or perhaps the bolts? –hehe, and carefully checked out the wirings, the LCD display, the small chips with, the chip with capacitors , insulators, and conductor? –haha I’m not sure if those were those, and if those were present there, it’s just seems to me that it looks like those.

                                        

            After a few minutes of careful analysis or perhaps observation of what might be the problem is, I’ve seen that somewhere near the port where earphone is plug, there was a broken solded lead, and my intuition told me that it was the problem, and fortunately I have a soldering iron, I bought it when I was in high school, for what purpose? Uhmm I just want it, it looks cool –hehe. But unluckily I don’t have a soldering lead and honestly I don’t know how to use it –haha. So I just took my mp3 player to cellphone repair shop, I asked the technician if he could fix it, I told him the problem, and he started to open my mp3 player and in not more than 10minutes it was fixed. I only paid 20 pesos for that.

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Bandage for my Aged Cellphone

Bandage for my aged cellphone –maybe this title will suggest to your imagination that you should be seeing inside your head an old cellphone wrapped with scotch tape, masking tape, or worst electrical tape.

          Well, that’s not the case, and I’m not going to mummify it to preserve its physical form either. What I’m about to do or perhaps what I did was, I just covered it’s wound, wound? Hehe ok here’s the story, my cellphone is a Nokia 3110c, an old model and an old one, it was just a gift to me from my sister, and it’s 3 or 4years old now—oops does it confused you? I’m referring on my cellphone.

            Just recently(as of this writing), due to old age(not my negligence) my cellphone’s usb connector cover, was removed, it just suddenly fell down(fell up?)—haha.  It wasn’t really a surprise, I was really expecting this phone to show me some signs of aging, and as a matter of fact, it already does, as you can see on the picture, the characters on it’s keypad was already erased, but it’s my doings because some characters were peeled off already, that’s why I’ve erased them all to make it look even.

                                                                            

            There was also more that 4000sms on my sent items, which I can’t erase because it was hidden and the bad news was, it consumes my phone’s internal memory free disk space, that’s why now I can’t same more than 100sms on my inbox, I have to mass delete sms more frequently—how troublesome!

            And now its new deficiency is this lacking of usb connector cover, what’s the big deal with this? Well, yes I can still send sms without that cover, but what I’m worried about was when small particles or objects(bacteria?)—haha, will plug-in on my usb connector’s port, the result is it will be damaged, and won’t anymore be able to use it when connecting my phone to pc for transferring of files.

                                           

            Thanks God, that these thick rubber bands were made, I’ve got an idea why not use it to covers my phone’s usb connector’s port, and it will serve as a decoration as well. It does perfectly fit on my phone, I’ve used to use it that way before, but I’ve removed it because it’s hard to answer someone’s call or to talk to someone over the phone, nhy? Because this thick rubber band if used that way, will cover the phone’s voice or sound  receiver—haha not sure with this term, it’s located near the usb connector’s port,  I have to remove the rubber band first before I can talk, and it’s not easy since it’s tight, otherwise you won’t be heard on the another end..

                                       

            So, that’s it! I’ve used it again, it looks nice somehow and more importantly it covers the open wound of my aged cellular phone.

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Finding Ningmu(muning)

Ika pito ng Octubre taong dalawang libo’t sampu, nang una kong makita itong pusang pagala-gala, paikot- ikot sa labas ng aming bahay na tila terroristang may planong magtanim ng bomba, di ko pinansin ang kawawang pusa(di naman kasi cute), at mahigpit na bilin ng aking ina na huwag makipag-usap sa mga hindi ko kilala lalo na kung ito ay pusa(maliban nalang kung si Garfield ito).

Lumipas ang mga araw, lagi ko parin siyang natatanaw, napa-isip tuloy ako kung pwede ko ba syang ibenta sa nagbebenta ng siopao. Pero hindi pwede, paborito ko kasi ang siopao at di ako kumakain ng pusa –di nman magiging sampu buhay ko(buhay ko +9 ng pusa)  kung kakain ako ng siopao na may palamang  pusa.

Kinalimutan ko na ang maitim kong balak sa pusang ligaw, bagkus eh binigyan ko nalang sya ng tubig, baka sakaling na-uuhaw. Nung una eh medyo ma-ilap at natatakot pa(di kasi ako mukhang daga o tinik ng isda), pero dahil siguro sa uhaw at gutom, takot nya ay nawala at sa akin ay lumapit na(daga na ata ako sa paningin nya o di kaya di nagdiet na tuna).

Kinabukasan, kami ay naging magkaibigan na. tinik ng isdang tuna na nasa lata eh di ko na ipinagkaka-it sa kanya(meron kaya?). hindi natuwa ang pusang ligaw, “gutom parin ako!” –yan ang kanyang sigaw, sabay walkout na parang ako ang sumira sa kanyang magandang araw.

Makalipas ang dalawang minuto at .5seconds , umalingaw-ngaw ang malakas na “MEOW!” mula kung saan naroroon ang pusang ligaw. mga dagang naghaharutan, sa kisame ay biglang napadungaw, “what the hell happened?”—pasigaw na tanong ng isa sa kanila, “nothing happends on hell, darling.”—sagot ng kabiyak nyang tanga.

Sa hindi kalayu-an eh natanaw nina daga A kasama ang kabiyak nyang si daga B ang maingay na pusa, napansin ng dalawa(tanga ung isa) na nanlilisik ang mata ni pusa, at sa kasamaang palad eh nakatitig pa sa kanila ang matatalim nitong mata(eyespeak). Takot ang namayani sa diwa ng unang daga, at kinilig naman ang kasama nyang tanga.

Umihip ng mahinhin ang malamig na hangin, biglang nagdilim ang langit at ang kidlat dito ay gumuhit. Nagdilim na rin ang pag-iisip ng writer –nang marinig nya ang naka loudspeaker na sigaw ng kanyang mama, “Joey! Kunin mo na ang mga damit sa sampayan, nandyan na ang ulam,este ulan.”, “saan ang ulam? Este ulan, wla naman ah” –sagot ng tangang daga mula sa loob ng kanyang kwarto(nalito kunwari ang writer kung bakit ang tangang daga ay naging ako). Oo ikaw!, ikaw na nagbabasa nito, ikaw ay hindi ang writer, sapagkat ikaw ay ang reader, pero binasa rin ito ng writer kaya reader rin sya, pero hindi ikaw sya(nalito ka rin kunwari, tulad ng writer). Nawala ka sa iyong binabasa, nawala rin ang pusa, ang unang daga at kasama nyang tanga, nawala rin yung comma bago ang “at” nawala rin ang writer(kumuha pa ng damit sa sampayan), wala nang sumunod na mga salita at letra. 1,2,3 ,!@#$%^&* …

Itutulog… (Itutuloy sa panaginip)…

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Sacrificial Pages

At the age of 7, I learned how to play chess, My late father taught me how, but never told me why. Why should I play this game? Maybe for fun or leisure and bonding, For killing time, To keep me away from vices, and to improve my thinking skill(which I’m not good at it until now haha), those were all good reasons why I should learn to play this game, it’s a sport after all.

It’s not all there is to it, I have learned on chess game that to win the game, sometimes I must make some sacrifice, it’s true even in real life. Sometimes we can’t have something we wanted without giving something in return, we pay the price, that is.

Now I was called by myself for sacrifice, it’s been already 6yrs since I graduated in highschool. Luckily, I found my long lost classmates and friends together with their signature faces on facebook. One of them added me to be on her friends list and the others as well, I did the same to some who’s still not on my friends list.

After the hi’s/hello’s, “how are you?”, “how do you do?” etc… they have decided that we’ll be going to have our class reunion by December—when holiday is everyday(not literally).

 The SMS’s keeps on flying back and forth, there were no central place for inquirers and inquiries, for questions and answers, for the organizers and participants. I decided to volunteer myself on building a website for our 4thyr class section, so that all informations that is necessary for everyone will be posted there, and that’s when my sacrifice started, aside from the time and effort, I have torn some pages on my yearbook because my scanner can’t scan it clearly without having it detached. I’ll be using those images for our website, but it’s alright it was just torn, not burned so I can still see their/our faces, our nostalgic faces. At the age of 7, I learned how to play chess, My late father taught me how, but never told me why. Why should I play this game? Maybe for fun or leisure and bonding, For killing time, To keep me away from vices, and to improve my thinking skill(which I’m not good at it until now haha), those were all good reasons why I should learn to play this game, it’s a sport after all.

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I won… somehow.

Last September 10, 2010, I submitted my entry on a blog writing contest where I joined, that was my first time to join on a writing contest. I’m not a writer, perhaps not a good writer, but still my guts pushed my enthusiasm to give it a try.

I wasn’t confident that my entry will win any price, it simply because I’m not competent on this field, but still I was able to wrote my entry. I don’t really care if I win or not, I was just looking for a topic to write about for my new blog.

The Day of Judgment has come, I was informed by one of the organizers that my entry had won a prize a major prize. I was surprised, and I wonder which prize I won, is it the 1^st? the 2^nd? Or the 3^rd ?. I quickly click the link that was sent to me on facebook to see the full detail about the winners.

The name of the first places wasn’t mine, and the next winner is not me, that leaves me on the third. I’m the third prize winner, where’s the proof? Here’s the link http://magazine.southcotabato.org/2010/10/winners-of-south-cotabato-experience.html  you might also want to check out my poorly but lucky written entry 

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South Cotabato Experience

Being born and becoming an inhabitant on this province of South Cotabato is such a good luck and fortune, If you are born here too then you shouldn’t be asking why, but if not then I guess I have to give you an idea on why I think and I thought I’m lucky and fortunate to be born on this beautiful province of South Cotabato. there are numbers of reasons that I can enumerate to you why I feel lucky being a South Cotabateneo. The first is that Province of South Cotabato is rich on natural resources of  its different towns. For us exporting products or goods from other provinces is not an option, we have enough here and in fact we are capable of exporting as well, just like other provinces. For example the pineapples of Polomolok are also served on Uncle Sam’s breakfast, not only to Juan Dela Cruz, and not only town of Polomolok, other towns of South Cotabato also has their respective products which serve as their trademark. Town of Banga is known because for their corn, also Lake Sebu is famous for its Tilapia and beautiful lake resorts. This province of South Cotabato is not only proud of its natural resources, also of its people, South Cotabato is a province of peace loving and talented people, the T’nalak woven by the native of T’boli is already known worldwide, and its one of the province pride, maybe that is why our festival was named: ‘t’nalak festival’ –and you should visit us during our celebration of t’nalak festival to witness the rich and colorful culture of South Cotabateneos.

        Even if I was born here and a permanent resident of South Cotabato, there are still places here that I haven’t visited yet(not until I went there) haha. And one of those is Lake Sebu, I got curious about this place when I heard a lot of good things about it from my friends, classmates, and other people. They said it was a nice there, and they really had a great time, the place was so peaceful and relaxing and they’ll definitely come back there. Their said experiences at Lake Sebu becomes my first impression of that place, a first impression that certainly last until now, I have already been there many times, not just more than twice of one hehehe and that is when my impressions becomes reality, it was a paradise before my eyes, you’ll forget your worries and tensions, its really a good place to relax and unwind which I think is necessary for busy persons like… …you? Maybe, hehehe I’m not a busy person, not at all. But still I love the place and I will loved to be misplaced there hahaha missing? Or lost? –haha just dreaming for adventure.

The climate was very cold or rather the weather, but whether the climate or the weather, the point is its cold, very cold, especially when the sun is not present, you better take your blanket or jacket or igloo hahaha with you.



I wonder if Manny Pacquiao could do his training here instead of in baguio and when he refused, then we could invite Antonio Margarito hahahaha he might forget his fight to Manny Paquiao, leave his boxing career and choose to spend his whole life at Lake Sebu, and maybe raise some Tilapia hahahaha I can’t wait to see a punching Tilapia or maybe a punched Tilapia haha how cruel! –too much for the nonsense.

Haha I’ll be giving you 10 reasons why everyone should have their own South Cotabato experience(s) just see the ff:

10 reasons why you should visit South Cotabato

1.    for you to discover the hidden treasure of South Cotabateneos different cultures.
2.    for you to taste the tasty and fresh tilapia of Lake Sebu
3.    for you to see that South Cotabato is a land of peace.
4.    for you to feel fine eating fineapples(pineapples) of Polomolok.
5.    for you to fall inlove not just seven times to Lakes Sebu’s 7 falls.
6.    to see and learn how T’nalak cloths are woven.
7.    to relax and find peace in the calm and wonderful lake at Lake Sebu.
8.    to experience the ziplines at Lake Sebu
9.    to enjoy life more.
10.    why not?—why not visit South Cotabato? You may post your reasons here, who knows if that’s about financial matters, then maybe someone generous will sponsor your trip hahaha that’s if luck is on your side hehe.

So what are you waiting for? Tickets are available at the nearest Bus terminal, Airport and fishport?hehe  come and visit South Cotabato, your journey begins here(and ends here as well?) just kidding. For more info just visit South Cotabato Tambayan @ http://www.southcotabato.org/  I’m sure they are happy to help you, because SCT or South Cotabato Tambayan is the only online tambayan of true and friendly Cotabateneos and you might want to join their 1st SCT Blog-Writing Contest, great prizes are waiting for you. This is actually my entry for this said contest, hehe my poorly written entry, but still I’m hoping to win the consolation prize… if not the Grand prize. hehehehe but I’ll be more happy if it’s the Grand prize hahaha and if you are also interested to join then check out the mechanics for The 1st SCT Blog-Writing Contest. Good luck… to myself and to you also.

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