My Unholy Holy Week

Holy Week started with Palm Sunday. If you are able to remember the history, Palm Sunday or the Passion of Sunday, is the entrance of Jesus to Jerusalem. Then there's Maundy Thursday, which is the institution of Communion and the betrayal of Judas. This is the memorable washing of the feet. Then there is Good Friday, the day Jesus died. Black Saturday is the day Jesus rested in his grave. And Easter Sunday, time for Christians to celebrate the resurrection of Christ.

I spent my Holy Week at home with my Auntie, and two nephews with their Nannies. Talked to my dear friend Myrna for it is her birthday. Talked to someone special too over Yahoo Messenger. Read some books and watched Disney Channel 24 hours. Not to mention I did some thinking about my life. It is not your typical Holy Week isn't it? My unholy Holy Week indeed.

I don't think Holy Week is the only time to contemplate and ask for forgiveness. There maybe some of you who would think it is time to ask for forgiveness and be forgiven. I do believe that forgiving someone is not about waiting for the right time. It can be any day, as long as you know you have to forgive and you know when to ask forgiveness. Besides, Holy Week isn't all that. It is the time to think about your life too. I guess, forgiving doesn't only start with saying sorry to someone, also starts with reflecting what you did to yourself. In my past, my Theology teacher always tells us, "Christ lives in us." I guess, every time I hurt myself is also the time that I hurt others. I should acknowledge that part first before I can start forgiving those who have hurt me in return.

Araw ng Dabaw 2008

I didn't participate much on this particular event. Not that I don't like the street parade of colors and dances, I just like Kadayawan better than the city's birthday. One reason is, Kadayawan is fruits, people, dances, and flowers. The festival of all festivals.

If you don't know what Kadayawan is, here's a link. Pictures here.

March 16, 2008.

Araw ng Dabaw 2008 (pictures courtesy of Jonald)

































History of Davao

In 1930's there was an issue of whether who should rule Davao, the Japanese or the local Davaoeños. The issue has led to the creation of the city.

Today, Davao City is known as the Little Tokyo for most of the people that lived here are descendants of mostly Japanese soldiers. Japanese where able to gain access to a vast land where mostly abaca is planted. Davao was the biggest producer of Abaca in the world. Despite laws on restricting foreign people to own lands, they managed to marry local women particularly those with Datu lineage, using dummies to buy lands or renting at local landowners.

In 1930's, Davao was completely under the control of Japanese. By 1939, their population grew to 17,900 and the presence of Japanese at this time becomes a national problem.

On March 16, 1936 Davao Assemblyman Romualdo Quimpo filed Bill No. 609, an Act creating the City of Davao. The City of Davao was to be formed by combining the capital town of Davao and the municipal district of Guianga. This made Davao City the largest city in the world with a territory of 2,244 square kilometers or 244,400 hectares.

On October 16, 1936, the bill was signed into law by President Manuel L. Quezon. The following year, on March, 1937, Executive Proclamation No. 132 was issued that formally organized the City of Davao.

It was during the term of Mayor Elias B. Lopez that the celebration of the foundation of City of Davao was made a week-long celebration that culminated on March 16.

Today, it is the most progressive city in Mindanao and the most livable city in the country. Top five when it comes to Best Human Resource and top ten Best Asian Cities.

Social Media Etiquette

It wasn't easy to maintain what you are to other people you've met online. I must say this, I am having a hard time to mingle with people online. I go online and talk online because I love to blah blah. I talk, I write, I comment and I suggest. I may be too late for others are ahead of me but I am taking it slow only because I don't want to hamper myself with too much information that might get my head bigger than my body can actually handle. I don't want to be pretending I know everything in the world of Web 2.0.

I honestly love my profile online. Some people come and others go. It is simple. If once I deal with these people and if it offended them, they will stop dealing with me. I simply could not please everyone. Although it is sad to see someone leave, on the contrary, it opens the door to new meetings. Some may have stopped dealing with me but it does not mean that I close the door and barred the hallway to not see and meet them again.

In social media, I started as a person who would do a shout out on to anything. I got myself as a subject of a university gossip. I don't even call it gossip, I just want to yell out my idea and I didn't mean to be rude about my suggestion nor the idea ever give rudeness character to the person concerned. I found myself talking about other people just to get attention to my posts. I join this and that to earn. Now, I admit, that was definitely a wrong path to go to. Although it will not stop me from writing anything, I just need to be careful with what I write.

I am aware that there is no such thing as social media etiquette. I am aware that I know when to react and give blunt comments. I am also aware not to be easily involve with anything that is likely to be a war between who said it first or not. I might find myself in the middle of the crossfire and the situation maybe the fastest way to lose the benefits I got with social media.

Steve

Gino

Conversations

Conversations between two friends. Look at the reflection. Very nice.

Candid it is.

Self Portrait: Me, Myself and I

Behind the camera are the eyes of a simple girl with long hair (now that's funny)

Priceless Collection

Kitten