Monday, June 29, 2009
The latest installment of the Transformers movie franchise entitled Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen is a mix of CG eye candy, Megan Fox and anything else. I know a lot of you guys think that this movie is a "bomb". It's a bomb alright, litterally. Heck the whole movie is splattered with explosions every now and then. Even scenes which doesn't require explosions will have one! If you remove all the "explosive" scenes I think the movie will run in an hour and a half. But I guess it IS a Michael Bay film after all. The problem of the film lies in the character development of its cast. Unlike its prequel, this movie revolves around Sam, Optimus and Bumble Bee only, and the rest are really just a supporting cast. Have you seen most of the Autobots or the Decepticons deliver an important plot-related dialogue? And, Jetfire, what the hell have they done to Jetfire?! Sorry no spoilers here so you better watch the movie. The master-padawan..err apprentice relationship has been a cliche this century and Transformers 2 is no exception and oh don't forget the hero complex plot you can find in most Japanese animes out there. These blemishes were compensated by one factor alone...Megan Fox! Come on admit it, she's HOT. Megan Fox walked, changed clothes, ran, jumped, you name it, Megan Fox delivered it intensly hot. These are just my opinion and posting a hate comment really makes you an effin' idiot, a troll and a loser rolled up into one.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
He was in the third grade class I taught at Saint Mary's School in Morris, Minnesota. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but Mark Eklund was one in a million. Very neat in appearance, he had that happy-to-be-alive attitude that made even his occasional mischievousness delightful.
Mark also talked incessantly. I tried to remind him again and again that talking without permission was not acceptable. What impressed me so much, though, was the sincere response every time I had to correct him for misbehaving. 'Thank you for correcting me, Sister!" I didn't know what to make of it at first but before long I became accustomed to hearing it many times a day.
One morning my patience was growing thin when Mark talked once too often. I made a novice-teacher's mistake. I looked at Mark and said, "If you say one more word, I am going to tape your mouth shut!"
It wasn't ten seconds later when Chuck blurted out, "Mark is talking again." I hadn't asked any of the students to help me watch Mark, but since I had stated the punishment in front of the class, I had to act on it.
I remember the scene as if it had occurred this morning. I walked to my desk, very deliberately opened the drawer and took out a roll of masking tape. Without saying a word, I proceeded to Mark's desk, tore off two pieces of tape and made a big X with them over his mouth. I then returned to the front of the room.
As I glanced at Mark to see how he was doing, he winked at me. That did it! I started laughing. The entire class cheered as I walked back to Mark's desk, removed the tape and shrugged my shoulders. His first words were, "Thank you for correcting me, Sister."
At the end of the year I was asked to teach junior high math. The years flew by, and before I knew it Mark was in my classroom again. He was more handsome than ever and just as polite. Since he had to listen carefully to my instruction in the "new math," he did not talk as much in ninth grade.
One Friday things just didn't feel right. We had worked hard on a new concept all week, and I sensed that the students were growing frustrated with themselves—and edgy with one another. I had to stop this crankiness before it got out of hand. So I asked them to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space
between each name. Then I told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish the assignment, but as the students left the room, each one handed me their paper. Chuck smiled. Mark said, "Thank you for teaching me, Sister. Have a good weekend."
That Saturday, I wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and I listed what everyone else had said about that individual. On Monday I gave each student his or her list. Some of them ran two pages. Before long, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" I heard whispered. "I never knew that meant anything to anyone!" "I didn't know others liked me so much!"
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. I never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another again.
That group of students moved on. Several years later, after I had returned from a vacation, my parents met me at the airport. As we were driving home, Mother asked the usual questions about the trip: How the weather was, my experiences in general. There was a slight lull in the conversation. Mother gave Dad a sideways glance and simply said, "Dad?" My father cleared his throat. "The Eklunds called last night," he began.
"Really?" I said. "I haven't heard from them for several years. I wonder how Mark is"
Dad responded quietly. "Mark was killed in Vietnam," he said. "The funeral is tomorrow, and his parents would like it if you could attend." To this day I can still point to the exact spot on 1-494 where Dad told me about Mark.
I had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. Mark looked so handsome, so mature. All I could think at that moment was, Mark, I would give all the masking tape in the world if only you could talk to me.
The church was packed with Mark's friends. Chuck's sister sang "The Battle Hymn of the Republic." Why did it have to rain on the day of the funeral? It was difficult enough at the graveside. The pastor said the usual prayers and the bugler played taps. One by one those who loved Mark took a last walk by the coffin and sprinkled it with holy water.
I was the last one to bless the coffin. As I stood there, one of the soldiers who had acted as a pallbearer came up to me. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. I nodded as I continued to stare at the coffin. "Mark talked about you a lot," he said.
After the funeral most of Mark's former classmates headed to Chuck's farmhouse for lunch. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting for me. "We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. I knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which I had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him. "Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."
Mark's classmates started to gather around us. Chuck smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home." John's wife said, "John asked me to put his in our wedding album." "I have mine, too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary." Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said without batting an eyelash. "I think we all saved our lists."
That's when I finally sat down and cried. I cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
- Helen P. Mrosla
I Am A Teacher
I am a Teacher.
I was born the first moment that a question leaped from the mouth of a child. I have been many people in many places. I am Socrates exciting the youth of Athens to discover new ideas through the use of questions. I am Anne Sullivan tapping out the secrets of the universe into the outstretched hand of Helen Keller. I am Aesop and Hans Christian Andersen revealing truth through countless stories. I am Marva Collins fighting for every child's right to an education. I am Mary McCleod Bethune building a great college for my people, using orange crates for desks. And I am Bel Kaufman struggling to go Up The Down Staircase. The names of those who have practiced my profession ring like a hall of fame for humanity. . . . Booker T. Washington, Buddha, Confucius, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Leo Buscaglia, Moses and Jesus. I am also those whose names and faces have long been forgotten but whose lessons and character will always be remembered in the accomplishments of their students.
I have wept for joy at the weddings of former students, laughed with glee at the birth of their children and stood with head bowed in grief and confusion by graves dug too soon for bodies far too young.
Throughout the course of a day I have been called upon to be an actor, friend, nurse and doctor, coach, finder of lost articles, money lender, taxi driver, psychologist, substitute parent, salesman, politician and a keeper of the faith.
Despite the maps, charts, formulas, verbs, stories and books, I have really had nothing to teach, for my students really have only themselves to learn, and I know it takes the whole world to tell you who you are.
I am a paradox. I speak loudest when I listen the most. My greatest gifts are in what I am willing to appreciatively receive from my students.
Material wealth is not one of my goals, but I am a full-time treasure seeker in my quest for new opportunities for my students to use their talents and in my constant search for those talents that sometimes lie buried in self-defeat.
I am the most fortunate of all who labor.
A doctor is allowed to usher life into the world in one magic moment. I am allowed to see that life is reborn each day with new questions, ideas and friendships.
An architect knows that if he builds with care, his structure may stand for centuries. A teacher knows that if he builds with love and truth, what he builds will last forever.
I am a warrior, daily doing battle against peer pressure, negativity, fear, conformity, prejudice, ignorance and apathy. But I have great allies: Intelligence, Curiosity, Parental Support, Individuality, Creativity, Faith, Love and Laughter all rush to my banner with indomitable support.
And who do I have to thank for this wonderful life I am so fortunate to experience, but you the public, the parents. For you have done me the great honor to entrust to me your greatest contribution to eternity, your children.
And so I have a past that is rich in memories. I have a present that is challenging, adventurous and fun because I am allowed to spend my days with the future.
I am a teacher ... and I thank God for it every day.
-John W. Schlatter
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
One of the popular application of Facebook today is a game where you can create your own restaurant and make your way to be the top restaurant in the city. This game is none other than Restaurant City. Many Facebook users are familiar with tis game and many became addicted. It's easy to learn, first you are given 2 employees, a stove, 3 tables and chairs. You need 1 cook and one waiter to operate your restaurant. Don't worry, it's not like Diner Dash where you manually command your employees, just place them where you want them to be (cook or waiter) and everything is automatic. Now the numbers on the upper left is your earnings that makes it possible to buy more stuff. The numbers on the upper middle is your Gourmet level, when leveled up, will increase the size of your restaurant (in terms of number of tiles) or allows you to hire more employees (max number is 8). The number on the upper right is your popularity points, which I say is important when you need to level up your restaurant or to earn those cash. The higher the number, the more customers will enter your restaurant. Beware though that you cannot accomodate more that you can cater so it may sometime result to a negative feedback on your behalf. The numbers on your employees represents their health when reached 0% will make them exhausted and not work anymore. you can give them food to regain their strength for a price. The maximum level of your restaurant so far is level 27 and I had reached this level recently. I would like to share these tips for you also to achieve this level with a bit of patience and dedication.
1.) 1 cook can efficiently serve 3 tables
2.) The less your waiter walks, the more time saved when serving the dishes.
3.) Furnitures like chairs and stoves are all THE SAME in terms of function regardless of their price, so spend wisely especially in the beginning.
4.) Your employees will work less productively when their health reaches below 80%
5.) The maximum earnings you can get when logged off or not inside your restaurant is $2000 regardless of dish level
6.) Your earnings are affected by the health of your employees and your popularity points when you log out. You need 100% health and a minimum of 23 popularity points to get $2000 after 5 hours or longer.
7.) Your waiters can serve diagonally, so this layout is advisable:
T= Table C=Cook W=Waiter
8.) Waiting chairs can help lessen your popularity drop due to customers waiting. but it is advise not to place more than 8 waiting chairs.
9.) Customers when sitted on a waiting chair will proceed to an available arcade machine thus preventing a drop in popularity.
10.) Making a maze for your customers may help delaying them but keep in mind that when a customer enters the restaurant, it will lock-in automatically into a chair.
11.) Level 8 and above will require you to have a toilet for customers who wants to do their "business". So you must require a cleaner to clean the toilet from time to time, This can be troublesome especially if you are in need of cooks and waiters. This can be resolved by going to the design mode, then removing the toilets, return to the restaurant, then go back to design mode to return the toilets. When done, your toilets will be magically cleaned.
12.) You can have a better ingredient if you answered successfully the daily food quiz above 7 seconds.
13.) The day will reset at exactly 8am (Philippine time) thus a new daily quiz will appear during this time.
14.) You don't need to max out all your dishes (Royal a.k.a. level 10). One Appetizer, one main dish and one dessert is all you need.
These are just tips for your reference and it is up to you to follow these tips. May you have a successful restaurant and may you enjoy the game.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Remember Jeon Ji-Hyun? For those of you who lived under a rock all this time, she was the oh so adorable lead actress of the Korean film My Sassy Girl (which was later adapted by the Americans) Well, she's known now as Gianna Jun in the US as she stars on this Japanese-adopted-by-American film Blood: The Last Vampire. Wait wait, a Korean girl is starring on a Japanese movie produced by Americans?! Yeah, much like Memoirs of a Geshia, Chinese girl (Zhang Ziyi) starring on a Japanese movie produced by Americans. Let's cut the chase, If you watched the anime version of this film then I recommend you stay away from this "adaptation". The story sucked big time due to the Americans "forcing" their own story to the plot, Admit it, Alice's story is not relevant to the main story, heck the story can progress and end without it! Why oh why do you always ruin such a good story just to add your "westernized" version? Anyway, the action sequences were good but I was dissappointed when Saya flying kicked one of the vampires, darn it! why is she wearing shorts?! What's the point of wearing a seifuku (sailor uniform) if there's no panty shot?! hahaha peace! Even though this movie has its ups and downs it is all forgiven due to the fact that Jeon Ji-Hyun acted well on an action film. God I love this girl
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Multiplayer Online Gaming (MOG) spearheaded the online gaming industry by means of server-client based games like Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games (MMORPG) and Massive Multiplayer Online Games (MMOG) connecting players across the globe. Whether you're from Netherlands or you're from the Philippines, you are united into a virtual world were you are free to do what you can't do in real life without repercussion. Using avatars to express their feelings and emotions, online gaming takes you away from the problems you bear in real life. Then, Web 2.0 came. Unlike its older brother Web 1.0. "Two-point-oh" offered interactive content to internet users. The once static,dull and monotonous webpages became a multimedia rich content that users customizes to their heart's desire. Spawning online communities like Friendster, Multiply, hi5, Myspace and Facebook. What made these websites popular is that because of the user customization of 2.0, people who cannot afford web space and domain can call these their own. It's easy to customize and it's absolutely free. 2.0 also opened what made online gaming highly successful today, and that is browser gaming. As the name suggested, browser games doesn't require you to download clients like those in MMORPGs but only require you to use what we used in connecting to the information superhighway in the first place, the browser. this casual gaming made old games like Pacman immortalize using flash animation. Strategy games like Ikariam, Travian and Freesky became an everyday ritual with an ease of you-can-access-anywhere. Facebook boosted browser gaming even further by adding applications to their content. Games like Mafia Wars, Vampire Wars, Pet Society, Restaurant City, Farm Town and Castle Age make you "use" your online contacts as elements on the game, thus utilizing the "friend connection". The web is still growing as we speak, and there are more possibilities in the near future.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The one who started it all. My inspiration and idol. The one, the only (drumroll please) Eikichi Onizuka! After the manga ended 7 years ago, an anime adaptation and a live-action drama to boot, the hentai sensei is back. Seriously, he's the main reason I became a teacher and this news is a shocker to me. The new serialisation is entitled “GTO SHONAN 14 DAYS”, and begins with a 55 page chapter in issue 28 of Kodansha's Weekly Shonen Magazine, It is still written by Tohru Fujisawa, so there will be no problem. It is not clear how long this serialisation is intended to continue but as one of the die-hard GTO fans, I'll definitely follow this.
Cleary you see Onizuka sensei made a Haruhi itasha on the vice principal's Cresta
Any mecha fan recognizes the name Gundam. What more to celebrate the 30 years success of the franchise? Build a 1/1 scale (life size) of the Mobile Suit Gundam RX 78-2. The behemoth stands 18m and they plan to unveil it on July 11. Visit the official site for more info (that is if you can read Japanese). More photos after the jump.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
We all know Palm intentionally launched their Palm Pre 2 days before Apple's Worldwide Developers Conference (WWDC) and it shook Apple alright. Now heir counterattack? A $99 iPhone 3G and a brand new model of iPhone named iPhone 3 GS. Same iPhone but with faster ARM processor and double the RAM. Also it will be equipped with the new iPhone OS 3.0 that finally let the user record videos. There will be a voice recognition integrated with the apps and the battery is beefed-up once more making 12 hours of talk time from the previous 10. The camera was upgraded to 3.0 megapixels with autofocus. The 16GB version of the phone will now sell for $199 with a two-year contract with AT&T. The previous generation iPhone 3G sold for $199 in an 8GB configuration or $299 in a 16GB configuration. Looks like someone is going to make his father buy an ithe 16GB version of the phone will now sell for $199 with a two-year contract with AT&T. The previous generation iPhone 3G sold for $199 in an 8GB configuration or $299 in a 16GB configuration.Looks like someone will make his father once again buy him a new iPhone when it hits our shore hehehe.
Monday, June 08, 2009
As a Palm owner I am pleased to see yet another Palm product out in the market, this time, a smartphone that was dubbed by techies as the "iPhone killer". Ladies and gentlemen, Palm Pre is here! Now, the world consists of two people, the iPhone fanboys and the rest of the world. I'm not against those iPhone owners (except those who own one but it wasn't them who paid for it. spoiled brats!) but will the iPhone hype finally end here? Will the Palm Pre reign supreme with its new WebOS and Touchstone technology bundled with its app store? The answer is in the hands of the consumer (me and you duh!). Palm Pre specs and the amazing start-up video of the phone after the jump
3G EVDO Rev A
3.1-inch touch screen with a vibrant 24-bit color 320x480 resolution HVGA display
Physical QWERTY keyboard
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Microsoft Exchange email with Microsoft
Integrated IM, SMS, and MMS
3 megapixel camera with LED flash and
Ambient light, accelerometer, and proximity
Media formats supported
Audio Formats: MP3, AAC, AAC+, AMR, QCELP, WAV
Wi-Fi 802.11b/g with WPA, WPA2, WEP, 802.1X authentication
8GB (~7GB user available)
MicroUSB connector with USB 2.0 Hi-Speed
Width: 59.5mm (2.3 inches)
135 grams (4.76 ounces)
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Bing has a feature wherein it will automatically play a video you just searched. Talk about instant porn! But what matters most is it's search feature "duh".
So how did it performed when I key in the word siopaomaster? Well my domain wasn't on the damn first page! Unlike in Google where it is on top of the list. (see pic below). Don't know about you guys but Bing needs some tweaking.
Tatlo lang...kasama na yung ngayon..sa mga nakakakilala sakin alam ko mag rereact kayo, pero yung tatlo lang naman talaga eh..Bakit hindi kasama si ganito o si ganyan? Well..yung una, siya yung hindi ko pinili dahil ang pinili ko si Girl # 1, oops yung iba diyan na gets na pero wag mag rereact ha. Yung isa, estudyante ko yun eh..tsaka kaya lang kami umabot sa ganun eh pareho kaming sawi sa pag-ibig..binasted ako ni Girl # 2 nun at siya naman ay kaka break lang sa bf niya..alam na! Next three ay mga best friend ko. Yung isa kasal na kelan lang, yung isa ikakasal sa August at yung huli helloo..may dalawang anak at may asawa na yun..tsaka best friend nga eh, kapag babae ka at tinuring kitang best friend, wag kang umasa na papatulan kita (hahaha kapal ng peys ko no?). Sa wakas..ang tatlong Maria sa buhay ko..bakit silang tatlo lang? Well kasi sa kanilang tatlo ko lang naranasan ang tunay na kahulugan ng "pag-ibig" Si Girl # 1 ay yung instik (pure mehn), siya yung kaunaunahang babaeng naging close ko, kasi nga nung highschool ang bano bano ko sa babae eh, kaya nung college ko lang naranasan ang mabarkada sa babae. Siya ang nagturo sa akin na masarap ang mga babae este masarap sumama sa mga babae (hahaha).Ano ba nangyari samin ni Girl #1? Ayun, ok kami sana eh kaso may nakialam, ayoko sisihin yung pakilamero pero (insert favorite foul word here) siya talaga eh, kasi siya rin ang dahilan kung bakit hindi kami naging in good terms ni Girl # 2. Anyway, matagal na yun at nakapag move on na ako, pero tuwing nakikita ko ang pagmumukha nung kupal na pakilamero eh hindi ko maiwasan ang mag flashback ala Chuck. Nasaan na ba si Girl # 1 ngayon? Ayun nasa ibang bansa na siya...may iba ng mahal.. Next si Girl # 2 ang babaeng nakapag patibok ng puso ko nung una akong nagtrabaho, Yung mga estudyante ko sa AMA alam na hehehe...Si Girl # 2 naman ang nagturo sakin na dapat pinaglalaban mo ang pag ibig mo. Bakit ko nasabi yun? Kasi hindi ko siya napaglaban eh...Tinanong ako ng close friend niya kung nanliligaw ba ako, ako naman aanga anga sinabi ko hinde kasi sabi ko hindi considered pa yun as panliligaw. Ayun, simula nun badshot na ako sa kanya, sinamahan pa ng kakupalan nung pakilamero kaya lalo ng naging magulo ang lahat. Ano na kami ngayon? WALA! As in nagpalit na siya ng number, tinanggal niya connection namin sa Friendster, naka invisible siya sakin sa YM at ang malupet, tingin na nya sa akin eh isang manyak na stalker...saklap nun no? Simula nun ayaw ko na..sabi ko sa sarili ko ganun at ganun ang mangyayari sa akin..eh nakilala ko si Girl # 3..nag iba ang perception ko sa babae..ewan ko ba..ungas yun eh..sa totoo lang basted na ako sa kanya..kasi ayaw niya sa akin...hindi pa siya handa umibig ulit..pero bakit masaya ako? Kasi sa kanilang tatlo, siya lang ang ka close ko parin hanggang sa ngayon, wala lang sa kanya kung bumabanat ko paminsan minsan ng kung ano ano, saya no? Tsaka ako lang daw sa ngayon ang nakakapag pasaya sa kanya. Pero hanggang kelan kaya kami ganito? Darating ang panahon at makakhanap na siya ng taong mamahalin niya, ang taong magpapa ibig ulit sa kanya...at ano mangyayari sa akin? Siyempre bye bye na...pero balik tayo sa tanong..bakit masaya parin ako? Kasi...masaya ako kapag nandyan siya, masaya ako kapag kausap ko siya...dumating man ang araw na matapos na ang lahat, at least, naging masaya ako kasama siya..at bawat nalalabing araw eh papahalagahan ko...pag-ibig nga naman....