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This is not my bucket list but simply my wildest wants.  I guess everybody got their own outrageous wish… Here’s mine…

  1. Watch a musical production in Broadway, New York USA
  2. Witness an opening ceremony of the modern Summer Olympics
  3. Dance among the crowd in a Madonna concert
  4. Cheer in Wimbeldon’s Men’s Tennis Finals in Britain
  5. Be a studio audience in Oprah’s "Favorite Things" episode
  6. Party in a Carnival Parade in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil
  7. Ride a gondola in Venice

These are not actually impossible.  Come to think of it… it’s doable.  All I need are bazillions of money, grace from the Holy, enourmous connections and tons of luck.

Other ways to make these wishes come true is for me to:

  1. eat a lot of chicken breast to find and break the wish-bone
  2. be a politician and get all people’s money
  3. go to churches that I haven’t been to and start wishing, one church per wish
  4. go to all parks in the metropolis and rummage around for a four leaf clover
  5. lie down on my building’s roof every night to search for the elusive shooting stars
  6. blow other’s candles on their birthday cake during parties
  7. go to Ongpin to buy and wear all those lucky charms and crystals
  8. buy mega lotto tickets
  9. drop a coin in every wishing-wells and wishing-fountains that I run into
  10. rub all oil-lamps that I stumble upon
  11. go to Ongpin again to eat and break a lot of fortune cookies
  12. lie on my back under every banana tree’s heart-shaped fruit/flower to wait and swallow its crystal clear solid drop discharge called Mutya.

Dream big.  Libre yon!

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A new school year is on! Going to school has always been fun.  However, it’s so ironic that the country’s so called "education system" doesn’t seem to "educate" itself.  Every year it’s the same old glitch that the system is face with:

  • shortage in the number of classrooms
  • shortage in the number of teachers
  • shortage in the number of books
  • shortage in the brain cells of teachers
  • shortage in the teachers’ pay and perks
  • shortage in the conducive-to-learning school facilities
  • shortage in modern learning techniques and modules
  • overage in the sky-rocketing school fees
  • overage in the sky-rocketing prices of school supplies
  • overage in the terror-loving teachers
  • overage in the disease-causing school canteen food
  • overage in the filthy and rundown school facilities
  • overage in the old and rickety classrooms
  • overage in the old and obsolete learning tools

We claim that we are an intelligent race yet every soul in the country knows that these are the perennial problems of the education system existing for more than a lifetime.  Also, every soul discerns how to simply solve the problem.  But the will and impetus to solve such has been very hard to pin down.

Ang tatalino!

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Nengkoy is the nickname of my mom during her pre-school years. Her parents and relatives call her ‘Ang Neneng Ko’. With her pretty charm and appeal, she was usually called in a melodic way using this lovely phrase. Until it evolved for easier articulation of the phrase, Ang Neneng Ko was shorten to Nengkoy.

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Nengkoy is the nickname of my mom during her pre-school years. Her parents and relatives call her ‘Ang Neneng Ko’. With her pretty charm and appeal, she was usually called in a melodic way using this lovely phrase. Until it evolved for easier articulation of the phrase, Ang Neneng Ko was shorten to Nengkoy.