April 22, 2009. It’s my nephew’s 8th birthday and today is also my Inkong Dado’s 40th day after death. By the way, I used the word “ingkong” since this pertains to the word “grandfather” in our “capampangan” dialect. I am from Pampanga and I am a “capampangan” by birth and by heart.

My grandfather died last March 14, 2009. I blogged about this almost a month ago. It’s been 40 days now and somehow we have learned to accept the fact that my grandfather has already passed away yet he will always be with us… in our hearts.

It is sad but then perhaps among us, it was only me who never cried that day. I was late. I was not able to see him on his last moment although I was supposed to go home then. He was able to take a bath and even be fed in their terrace that I could have had the time to catch him up alive.

I was lazy-ing down. Instead of waking up early and travelling in the morning, I have decided that we travel to the province after lunch. I was doing the on-call duty for that weekend and I was still sleepy until I got a call from my mother about my Ingkong Dado’s sudden death. From there, it was like a flashback of all the memories I had with him since childhood.

I was sad. I almost cried but I said to myself that I need not to. I know that it is indeed his time and that he is in good hands. I have seen how he aged in bed and how hard it is for him to see himself being like a burden to people because he was way too old that relatives had to nurse and watch for him. I know he did not want to be like that. At any rate, his death ended his sufferings. He is off to a better place now.

After 40 days from his death, I pray that he can finally rest in peace with God. I know that the family and I misses him so much but I know deep in my heart that he has never left us actually. He along with my other grandfather is watching us. I now have 2 guardian angels who are both my grandfathers. Well, thank you Ingkong and Happy Birthday Kyle!!! 



I love law books.
I love debating, arguing and talking.
I love the law though I hate to obey them sometimes.
I love law as a profession because it is my frustration.
I want to become a lawyer someday.
I love the law!
That’s all!


I am planning to get a new camera and so I have been checking out forums and review sites lately. To make the job easier, I thought of posting this blog entry with a poll widget so somehow I can get extra help. So… which camera would you prefer buying?

You may click your vote on the widget below and you can also leave a comment. Cheers!

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Just as the clock ended Monday opening a new day, I was too unlucky to be a victim of an MMS. Tsk! What a day! I almost wasted the entire day under the searing heat of summer because my car’s radiator had this leak due to a small crack. It almost ran out of water. The car stopped. Someone opened the hood and poured water instantly. As a result, the plastic radiator cracked that even DEVCON STEEL EPOXY can’t fix.

In the afternoon, I was on my way to take my son to his MILO BEST make-up class when I took the wrong direction. I went to Christ the King in Green Meadows instead of the one at E. Rodriguez. As a result, my son had to do 10 push-ups for being late because his dad failed as a reliable GPS. Hehehe. I cannot help it since I was still on-call and online at that time under the “work from home” scheme so I had to divide my attention on the road and on the work I have.

Just after that, I got this SMS from Denmark stating that someone has already relieved us of our work for the day. Thus, I headed to the nearby Gilmore area to buy 10 computer units only to find out that I was a little short of cash. The maximum I can get from BPI was 20,000. I was to buy almost PhP 200,000 worth of merchandises. Due to this, I thought of using my spare credit cards only to find out that the cheapest store does not support credit card purchases and the other stores adds almost a 5 percent surcharge though illegal. Hmp!

Soon as I was just about to take a break at Shakey’s, my wife was calling me already. I missed the call. Instead, I called my son who at that time was allowed to go home 1 hour earlier. He along with his yaya was waiting at the school for an hour already. I skipped my snack untouched and fetched my son. I was about to buy the entire set of equipments in an expensive store via credit card when my son requested that I take him home first because he and his cousin were to have a swimming at the rooftop.

Being a solo child that I love to spoil, I gave in. I took him home only to find out that I already ran out of time due to traffic and rush hour. I cannot anymore buy and pick the equipments as planned. I headed to the parking lot where as I opened the hood, the leak became stronger that water was bursting from this small crack. In short, I have no choice but to walk home and delay my plans.

I went home. My son and his cousin along with my younger brother and brother-in-law plus the nanny were all up the rooftop for a swim while I check for the entire price lists and brochures I got. Suddenly, I decided to head to Megamall’s Cyber Zone to check the prices as well. I got my brother-in-law where I get to meet my wife later on. Everything was way expensive than our finds at Gilmore. Thus, I had to go back to Gilmore to get the items there.

The problem… I have no car to pick everything and take them to our store. I also have to go to work as I have an important weekly client call. Aside from this, I have to take my brother-in-law, my nephew and my brother home in the province because the roll-up door is to be installed Tuesday which is to be supervised by my sister’s husband plus the fact that my brother needs to be in Subic for an entrance exam.

Well, I instructed my dad to travel to Manila with our van to pick the gang and the items. The only issue is that if he is available. Hehehe. I have decided to call it a day and head home due to an obvious stalemate. All plans were deemed as total failure except for successfully fulfilling my son’s wish of taking and fetching him to his class for the day. He will always be the top priority. Hehehe.

Anyway, I passed 2 food outlets on my way out of the mall to get some food for us when both stores ran short out of supplies of the food I want. Hmp. With no other choice, we proceeded home with my wife and brother-in-law gulping SAGO’T GULAMAN. I reached home and I sat. I took my dinner and I opened my lalptop. I blogged a little to drain myself to sleep. I was so tired but still I could not sleep. I was like having all the stress building up to cause later on a sudden mood swing.

So here I am now, sleepless and under an MMS spell! I just pissed off my sleeping time because of all the missed plans for the day. Hmp. I am not in the mood now and I hate this MIDNIGHT MOOD SWING! Hay… What a day!





It’s quite funny how vacations can actually enable us go back in time and reminisce the good old days like never before. I know this may really sound awkward but having to work from home for a week and spend some time at home, I was able to watch all my media collections including my SESAME STREET series.


I was able to go back in time and appreciate how simple life was then like an ABC and 123 and how easy happiness can be attained with just a song from Big Bird, Cookie Monster, Ernie and Bert. A smile is so much easy to have then unlike now. Life was fun less the complications.  


I cannot end this blog without having to share the simple song that made my childhood as wonderful and exciting as waiting everyday for the airing of the show side by side with its local version – BATIBOT without feeling so overdosed with ABC SONGS and all the nursery rhymes. Hehehe.  


her explanation SESAME STREET where can i buy Pregabalin online


Sunny Day
Sweepin’ the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street

Come and play
Everything’s A-OK
Friendly neighbors there
That’s where we meet

Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street

It’s a magic carpet ride
Every door will open wide
To happy people like you–
Happy people like
What a beautiful

Sunny Day
Sweepin’ the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street…

How to get to Sesame Street

How to get to…


It’s been quite awhile indeed! It’s just today that I get to post some blog entries I have written over the past week and it’s just today that I came to read some blogs I regularly visit. In just a week or perhaps month, I have seen how a fellow blogger has improved so much. I have idled a bit but he has never took a time out in expressing himself just as how I wanted him to be during the time that he was too silent that the only means he could voice out his ideas was to approach me and ask for a little time to talk.

After the first talk we had where I got to send him off to write himself and his mind out, much has changed. I am happy. I am happy because in a few days, he could already surpass my blog stats. Hehehe. I am happy because he has revived not just his passion for writing but for mastering the courage to speak when everyone else keeps quiet! He is a testimony that indeed we can touch people’s lives to make a difference! I am happy because in one way or another, I may have inspired him to be a better man much more than I am.


As I was sitting on my chair thinking of what topic to write, I came across this note in my desk that made me remember someone that I used to read so much about. I wonder what happened with the famous forumer and clubber named GIMMICKB4WORK? It’s been like months since I last read about him and about his articles and tips on clubbing and life after work.

Anyway, I got a blog entry from his blog site which seem to have been idle for some time now. Anyway, I have decided to use it since amidst the nature of its thought being centered on a hobby that most wives would love to hate and curse, I see some lessons in the said writeup that I wish to share.

I know how the writer tried to justify drinking, clubbing and going home late because he sees that the bottomline of all these is establishing friendships and building bridges useful for professional and personal goals. But then again, the lesson here is that there are other things more important that needs to be prioritized.

I am sure that whoever is GIMMICKB4WORK, he has already learned his lesson. I believe that his status of being idle for quite sometime in the clubbing industry he once helped in growing is a signal that somehow he has found already what matters most to him. Whatever that may be, that is something that GIMMICKB4WORK should be thankful for.

So please read on…

A CLUBBER’s REALIZATION OF CLUBBING…Posted by gimmickb4work at 2:04 PM

09132008: Last night, we thought of having a TGIF in a totally different manner. We thought of checking other places and doing it once more in numbers. So far, we did enjoy but then again, time was quite scarce especially when everyone is enjoying. We were almost loaded after more than 20 buckets of SMLs in a BAR in MAKATI were consumed just after we got out from work. CLEAN FUN is perhaps hard to resist afterall. EMBASSY will hear soon more about the GANGBANG and GIMMICKB4WORK. Diversion sometimes is needed to put a little variation to life’s experiences. The week once again almost perfected our clubbing attendance. Mahirap talagang tigilan o pigilan ang bagay na nakagawian mo na.

Well, I sent quite a number of SMS to some fellow MTCers yesterday to give the cue that indeed the FUN has to continue though it was quite raining. Alot of people answered back. Some didn’t. There I learned that BEHIND THOSE MTC HANDLES LIES SOME OF THE RESPONSIBLE MEN WHO KNOWS HOW TO VALUE WHAT MATTERS MOST FOR THEM – FAMILY, WORK, SELF. I replied back with some learnings. Then I realized so much. Anyway, I opted not to post an FR further as it seems that most of what has been posted speaks about yet again another successful GIG shared my the MASTERS. So far, we have had already our share of the fun and perhaps there is more into this HOBBY than what the eye can see. Amidst all these, it’s been a pleasure to have been able to learn quite a few things from this HOBBY we all coined as CLUBBING.

A year ago or perhaps months ago, three young industry-certified IT managers fresh from deployments onshore decided to join forces to fight off stress and perhaps do what seem to have been an expensive past-time in US and EUROPE – BAR-HOPPING and CLUBBING. From being much loved WORKAHOLICS by clients, fellow leads, managers and subordinates, they became disciplined ALCOHOLICS tagging along every officemates to their common interest. From weekly, they PARTY almost DAILY until they get to MASTER the ART of CLUBBING less MTC then. Since SPENDING has always been the CORE of CLUBBING, WE ALL WORKED HARD TO SPEND HARD. No rules. No limits. No people to mind.

We were into CLUBBING and we kept some ANGELS besides us less the AGRESSIVE MOVES. We went to many places, tried many things and enjoyed most of life’s PERKS not minding others. KAWANGGAWA then became the THEME. We suddenly coupled CLUBBING with a GOAL TO HELP ANGELS, FMs and OTHERS – GENUINELY. Generous as we are, we kept doing things our way without having to brag nor network with other groups. We simply wanted to have FUN. From receiving scholarships and academic awards to career recognitions and promotions, we learned to shift our appreciations to FLATTERY and MAKING THE ANGELS HAPPY. We were quite BLINDED as it seems we reached a point where we get to WORK EARLY just to PARTY AFTER. Then we all logged to MTC or WWW.MANILATONIGHT.COM as how PYXER introduced me to it. We learned to network with other groups, listen to feedbacks and tips and we even patterned our way of doing things as how the MASTERS would suggest. Suddenly we were MTCers already meeting fellow MTCers and CLUBBERS! Indeed that BIRDS of the SAME FEATHERS flocks TOGETHER.

With all these, we have reached the REALIZATION that indeed there is more into CLUBBING than CLUBBING. Truly that WHAT IS ESSENTIAL IS INVISIBLE TO THE EYE. They say that the BEST PARTNERSHIPS and FRIENDSHIPS are FORGED inside the BAR with a TOSS. That is true. MEN who share common interest flocks together to share a toss with no pretensions. BUILDING BRIDGES is the essence of this great HOBBY plus mastering one’s self through moderation and discipline. Moreso, this HOBBY has thought us to KNOW MORE OF OURSELVES. WHO WE ARE AND WHO WE AREN’T. As the great philosophers would often ask one of the hardest to answer question, I believe that the ANSWER can be found inside the BAR either on SOLO, DUO, TRIO or GANGBANG if we only put more time to meditate and ask ourselves – WHO AM I?


Just a short personal realization though! It may be abit off-the-topic but I thought that FRs need not be all about GIGs but also LESSONs we learn from each GIG. Please delete if deemed as a SPAM. Cheers to all and have a nice weekend!


I was trying to blog this morning and I happen to have mentioned NICANOR JORGE in one of my blog entry. Out of curiosity, I “googled” him and I found this article written way back 2006. I know it may be quite outdated but the relevance is good as it speaks of the man and the coach behind our country’s basketball legends and the MILO BEST CENTER. Please read on…


Having a great coach is something that great champions have in common.

coach-nicThis fact is clearly evident in the glorious coaching career of former national coach and Milo Best Center founder and chairman Nic Jorge, who is the man behind the luster of countless basketball stars. Among the hard court hotshots who have benefited tremendously from his passion and insights include Joseph Yeo, Larry Fonacier, Magnum Membrere, Rey Evangelista, Patrick Fran, Chris Tiu, Zandro Limpot, Jerry Codiñera, Poch Juinio, Boybits Victoria, and Derrick Hubalde.

Looking back, Nic almost never managed to fulfill his destiny as coach as his father, UP engineering Prof. Nicanor, Sr. was a disciplinarian who forbade him from playing basketball so he could concentrate on his academics.

But obviously, Nic ultimately chose basketball — and managed to finish his studies as well. To pay for his education, Nic sought the help of UP Band head Eliceo Clamor, who took him in so he could avail of a scholarship. Since Nic did not know how to play any band instrument, Eliceo gave him the task of regularly cleaning the musical instruments so he could keep his slot in the band and his scholarship.

coach-nic-2Nic started on his path to coaching greatness by coaching the UP varsity team at the age of 21 — the youngest UAAP coach at that time — as well as the San Miguel team in 1977.

During this period, San Miguel wasn’t one of the highly-fancied teams expected to make a major impact. But thanks to his supreme coaching abilities, Nic managed to bring great attention to the team by steering them towards the championship. Nic’s major coaching stint started in 1978 at the eighth World Basketball Championship. While the Philippines did not win the title, Nic knew that he was only getting started on a coaching career.

While coaching, Nic traveled extensively to Europe and the US, to study and further improve his knowledge about basketball.

Inspired by what he learned, and encouraged by Louisiana State University coach Dale Brown (the coach who discovered Shaq), Nic decided to put up a clinic, where children can learn to play basketball by using scientific methods that he learned overseas.

milo-bestSo it was that in 1979, Nic established the Milo Best Center, which, for the last 27 years, has become the benchmark for basketball training in the country. The Milo Best Center has the best stable of coaches, equipment and programs that have yielded outstanding graduates.

At Milo Best Center, training is complemented by the latest state-of-the-art equipment. The center also has the sport’s best coaches and instructors that are closely handpicked by Nic and his advisers. Most, if not all coaches at the center, have had extensive training and experience, with some even holding masters and doctorate degrees in human kinetics, ensuring that players are guided properly in their basketball learning and development.

Moreover, newly hired coaches undergo a six-month understudy period, attend a hands-on seminar and must follow a syllabus before they are allowed to teach.

The Milo Best Center continues to be the hotbed for countless basketball stalwarts. That being said, Nic can confidently claim to be the coach of champions.

NOTE: The article above was taken from a 2006 write-up from STAR since not much has been written exclusively about the topic (MILO BEST CENTER & COACH NIC) even at WIKIPEDIA which somehow gives us now the chance to initiate the move. I have posted some photos on past news and some from my own takes which I used in another blog entry.

Anyway, for more details… I have provided some information below plus you can check the URLs as well.



By: The BEST Center

Founder: Mr. Nic Jorge
Contact numbers: (02) 372-3065 to 66 / 411-6260
Email :