ariellalisan.org – Homeward Bound

I WAS about to take my exam last Saturday at Mindanao State University but it was cancelled due to a sudden power outage. A week before that, several brownouts caused the delay in the submission of our reports on student performance. It doesn’t end with that. There are bigger problems, too, like your cellphone and laptop going empty and you couldn’t connect to your plurk buddies anymore. Seriously, the greater problem is, are we facing power shortage already?

In November last year, Archimedes Flores, general manager of Aboitiz Energy Solutions presented a briefing paper to the General Santos City Chamber of Commerce that projects  an 84 MegaWatt shortage next year and 174 MegaWatt shortage by 2011. (Source: GMA News)

IF THE average life expectancy for a Filipino is 66.35 years, then I have lived about one third of my lifetime. And if my life has three phase, being 22 means, I have gone past the honing phase and am now entering the working phase, in which I will be working most of the time in preparation for the last phase, the overseeing phase.

I WAS one of the room examiners for the National Achievement Test Yesterday and I was assigned at Kawas National High School and there was something about my experience that made me feel sad. It automatically sent me into contemplative mood.

I attended a seminar in Davao City last week. We where we had a speaker from Singapore, who introduced an educational resource employed in his country. It incorporates ICT in education in a deeper level. Looks like they are preparing their students for the world as early as elementary.

He lived to uphold the rights, especially of the weak, corrupted by the abusive rule

He lived to opposed oppression as caused by development aggression

He lived as an intelligent critic to all wicked

He lived to protect the environment

He lived to stand for what is right

He lived to value life

He lived

He was killed

— Lui –

WHEN I came home this afternoon the news on TVPatrol SocSKSarGen mentioned the name, Eliezer “Boy” Billanes and I my attention was glued on the report.

LAST NIGHT, in this same internet shop, I happened to sit beside a middle-aged woman and a little boy. I figured they were chatting with somebody. I thought they were talking to the woman’s husband who might be working abroad. But I was wrong.

It was the child, about 12 years old, who was typing the messages for the woman. There were some English words that they couldn’t understand, which I volunteered to translate for them.

Later on, they received a message from the person on the other end of the line that said: “Show me your ass.”