19 wishes

Birthday na nako! B i r t h d a y n a n a k o !

Bday na nako!

Bday na nako!

Tiguwang nako!!!!!!!!!!!

19 wishes:

19- Magkita me sakong crush sa school. labi na tong akong chatmate nga taga CNU rasad. pagpakita na! nag cge nalang kag assume...

18- hatagan kog gift sakong bestfriend. unta akong mga amigo, amiga,musalig pa nako.... magpadayon ang paghinagalaay....

17- Mu greet sya nako via ilo-ilo to cebu

16- May unta mu greet akong big bro. hinaot wala pa siya kalimot nakow.. :)

15- madayun me ug mountain view ni tooot

14- successful akong administrasyon pagka gobernador sa english fellows

13- musulod nakog sayo sa speech class ni ms steph ( 7:30 Am baya!) og kang sir pagusara...

12- mu nindot na akong lawas!(wahahaha) diet jud ko sugod ugma! no pork. half cup of rice rajud!

11- makabayad ko sakong utang ni chad ug marie! hahahha

10- makakanta ko on stage-- in front of the crowd jud

09- mahuman na nakog basa ang scarlet letter nga novel ug magkapalit og bag-ong libro! maayo sad nis ms mantua..mag anad na kog basa oi!

08- minus-minusan na akong pagchat sakadlawn... time management nako oi!nanglawm najud akong mata cge chat.telebabad sa kadlawn! kanyahay rang malate....

07- mag naning nakog balik! hastang nahagbong ko sakong journalism ug philo3! paeta....

06- hahayzzz.. how i wish i could call someone "mine"

05- hope that someone will take me to my dream place.... somewhere over the rainbow

04- maka get over najud ko niya... andmove on! move on!

03- minus-minusan na ang laag! magtigom nako ug sugod! cge langkog gasto

02- unta magmalipayon pako sa mga umaabot nga adlaw...tagaan kog maayong panglawas og malinawong panghuna-huna.

01- sana dinggin ni lord ang akong pag-ampo... completo jud akong nine days novena mass sa sto nino. ug simbanggabi... still, THY will be done!

akong regalo ninyo ha?

sa tanan nga akong nasuod, na meet naila ila.... daghang salamat.... kay kamo ang akong inspirasyon sa akong kinabuhi, dili najud maabsan kay perte nang dako-a ug labaw..... mabuhi ka kapamilya!

PIT SENYOR

PIT SENYOR KANATONG TANAN!!!

Naghinaot ko nga mga magmalipayon kita sa pagsaulog sa Sinulog!

Unta atong hinumduman nga ang SINULOG dili lang sa pagsadja kung dili

sa pagpaambit sa pulong og gugma sa atong mahal nga si

Sto. Nino de Cebu.

bato balani

do you hear the roaring beats

drumming the street?

see the red and yellow wave no defeat?

feel the sweltering heat

making you thirst a gluttonous treat?

or whiff the dry air in silvery sheet

slaking your spree a pomp complete?

Say the nine evenings you walk in light

and bear the sprain of the cavalcade blithe?

Say you stand a hundred crowd

and swivel your head round up the ninth cloud?

Say you sing the bato balani in rhyme

and surrender your arms above in mime?

Shall you dance ablazed in steps of fires?

And hail you up to the multitude of desires?

Shall you spring a maneauvre of your faith?

Only to find a mockery slate?

Shall you impair the roll of the drums?

to listen to the dampen hums?

mardi gras mardi gras

cast not the midday scare

that consumes the burning flare

Hear not from the scores of the air

But to the muteness of the mind

Light a candle in serenity, unwind-

and shall you stumble and feel

The Child's wonderful heal.

a new day has come

hello guys... finally, ive come up with a riddle as my first post for the year...
puzzle it out...if you do, we never know, maybe ur the one im looking for... oink! oink! oink!


I am a fool who writes no denial of idiocy
Let this riddle crack hilarious tragedy

The Riddle

I speak of a language
Formless in the minds of man
But its words are bold-
Moving you in rhetorical mystery
Yet its history is untold
Finding you in cathartic ecstasy-
It is phonemic; in stressful clusters
And morphologic; in compounded junctures
Where no syllable defines
This tongue etched in lines
Tell of syntactic spells
Be its grammar spared
For it predicates to complete
And free some expletive of deceit
But what oration it gives?
A litany of splendor it receives?
Either unaccented semantics, a sore tirade
Or melodic piece, a youthful serenade
Still it orchestrates a rhapsody of tune
Where no savvy of poesy can ever reason
For by the light of primordial sage
Is it embedded by a union of freedom!
Be yours to make or break
Or articulate a soliloquy of fake
This can never be a mistake!
Now I spoke to you my language
Formless in your minds; yours to unravel
A soluble consonance in your ears:
“Rhyme a glide in my lips
To you shall be sounded;
Oh, what it writes
A fricative of valor
An unsounded phoneme
In your mouthful flames it burns!”

P.S.

You speak and write my language
Your exposition of declamatory speech
And tear it page by page
In my eyes some papery sheets!