Akoy Payatot

Bakit kapag may mga trending na topic eh andaming mga nakikisali kahit wala silang alam sa issue. Katulad na lang sa pagputol ng puno sa Luneta Hill ng SM Baguio. Instant Environmentalist kuno ang mga tao, puro SAVE TREES. Parang magugunaw ang Baguio City pag inearth-ball ng SM Baguio ang 182 trees sa Luneta Hill. Andaming nagrereklamo, andaming nakikialam. Napakaliit na isyu nito kumpara sa mga nakalbo ng kabundukan at kakalbuhin pa lamang ng mga illegal loggers na protektado ng mga gahaman na nakaluklok sa pwesto. Sa mga nagtatapon ng basura kung saan saan, sa mga pabrikang naglalabas ng makakapal at makapanirang usok sa ating ozone layer. Marami pang isyu ang dapat pagtuunan ng pansin. 

2011 2012 na. Linulumot na pala tong tumblr ko. Di na ako nakakapost pero di naman ako nagkukulang sa pagbabasa ng mga post. Originally, reader talaga ako at hindi blogger/writer at medyo busy na rin kasi ako sa work ko. Nandito na rin naman ako, magpopost na lang ako ng New Year’s Resolution ko. Makiuso man lang. Lima lang to kaya dapat masunod. 

Una. Hindi na ako male-late sa work. Grabe late ko ngayong year. First job ko pa naman to. -.-
Pangalawa.  Magtitipid na ako. Ayokong magset ng budget kasi laging hindi nasusunod yun, itatry ko ang best ko para magtipid. :)
Pangatlo. Ang akoypayatot dapat maging akoymacho. Haha. Gagawin ko ang lahat ng makakaya ko para gumanda ang katawan ko. Kahit hindi macho basta magkalaman ng konti ang katawan. LOL
Pang-apat. Maging responsable. Hindi ko pa alam kung pano maging responsable. Pag-aaralan ko pa. Dapat maging aware ako sa ginagawa at sinasabi ko. 
Panghuli. Gagawin kong mas masaya ang buhay ko sa taong ‘to! 

 

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ANNOUNCEMENT: Na-ideklara na pong regular holiday ang Martes (Nov. 8, 2011) kaya walang ng pasok ang private at public schools (Elementary, High School and College) at lahat ng Government Agencies dahil inaasahan po ng ating Pangulong Noynoy na ang sambayanang Pilipino ay makikiisa

















sa paghahanap kay Elisa !

Walang kwenta blog ko. :(

What is sad about loving somebody?
It’s when something happens that makes you think, I’m not good enough.

In the name of Allah, the beneficent, the merciful…

For 40 years, or was it longer, I can’t remember, I did all I could to give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food. I even made Benghazi into farmland from the desert, I stood up to attacks from that cowboy Ronald Reagan, when he killed my adopted orphaned daughter, he was trying to kill me, instead he killed that poor innocent child. Then I helped my brothers and sisters from Africa with money for the African Union.

I did all I could to help people Understand the concept of real democracy, where people’s committees ran our country. But that was never enough, as some told me, even people who had 10 room homes, new suits and furniture, were never satisfied, as selfish as they were they wanted more. They told Americans and other visitors, that they needed “democracy” and “freedom” never realizing it was a cut throat system, where the biggest dog eats the rest, but they were enchanted with those words, never realizing that in America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing, no free education and no free food, except when people had to beg or go to long lines to get soup.

No, no matter what I did, it was never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we’ve had since Salah-al-Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I claimed Libya, for my people, it was his footsteps I tried to follow, to keep my people free from colonial domination - from thieves who would steal from us.

Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military history, my little African son, Obama wants to kill me, to take away the freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with American style thievery, called “capitalism” ,but all of us in the Third World know what that means, it means corporations run the countries, run the world, and the people suffer.

So, there is no alternative for me, I must make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following His path, the path that has made our country rich with farmland, with food and health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters.

I do not wish to die, but if it comes to that, to save this land, my people, all the thousands who are all my children, then so be it.

Let this testament be my voice to the world, that I stood up to crusader attacks of NATO, stood up to cruelty, stoop up to betrayal, stood up to the West and its colonialist ambitions, and that I stood with my African brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light.

When others were building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent. I never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury foolishly, and like Salah-al-Deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued Jerusalem for Islam, I took little for myself…

In the West, some have called me “mad”, “crazy”, but they know the truth yet continue to lie, they know that our land is independent and free, not in the colonial grip, that my vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for my people and that I will fight to my last breath to keep us free, may Allah almighty help us to remain faithful and free.

— Mu’ummar Qaddafi.