Salamat, AAB

Chords: D A Bm G
Matagal ding panahon tayo’y nagkasama
Sa lungkot at ligaya, sa hirap at ginhawa
Sa bawat oras, sa lahat ng bagay
Sa bawat pangarap
Sabay nating hinaharap

Refrain: D A Bm G
Sa araw ng ‘yong paglisan
Kami’y ‘wag mawaglit sa isipan
Ang lahat ng ating pinagsamahan
Sa aming puso lang maiiwan

Chorus: D A G Bm A
Salamat, salamat sa iyo
Ina, kapatid at kaibigan
Salamat, salamat sa lahat

ng ‘di matatawarang kabutihan

Refrain: D A Bm G
Sa araw ng ‘yong paglisan
Kami’y ‘wag mawaglit sa isipan

(Humming) D – A – Bm – G (3X)

Chorus: D A G Bm A
Salamat, salamat sa iyo
Ina, kapatid at kaibigan
Salamat, salamat sa lahat

ng ‘di matatawarang kabutihan

Refrain: D A Bm G
Ang lahat ng ating pinagsamahan
Sa aming puso lang maiiwan

(Humming) D – A – Bm – G (3X)

Chorus:
Salamat, salamat sa iyo
Ina, kapatid at kaibigan
Salamat, salamat sa lahat

ng ‘di matatawarang kabutihan

(G)-----


Lyrics by Vlad
Music by Mic, Leo, and Dennis (honorary tet-cheeze)
Sung by Mear

A mother, a sister, a friend. Yes, that's how I see Ate Ana in over nine years of working with the station. I can add "a mentor", "a master", and a thousand others to describe her, but one thing is for sure -- Ate Ana is all about good things and goodness.

It's been with utmost pleasure and honor to have worked with you, Ate Ana. Good luck and God bless. Ü

The tet-cheeze with Ate Ana, on her despedida party, March 28, 2005.

(2nd from left, standing: Jay -- tek slash DP slash data bank manager slash fellow... whew!)

It's a dog's life after all...

got this from mic...

A little consolation for the battered hearts & the bruised egos....
A butcher watching over his shop is really surprised when he sees a dog coming inside the shop. He shoos him away. But later, the dog is back again. So, he goes over to the dog and notices it has a note in its mouth. He takes the note and it reads, "Can I have 12 sausages and a leg of lamb, please". The dog has money in its mouth, as well. Thebutcher looks inside and, lo and behold, there is a ten-dollar note there. So he takes the money and puts the sausages and Lamb in a bag, placing it in the dog's mouth. The butcher is so impressed, and since it's about closing time, he decides to shut the shop and follow the dog. So off he goes. The dog is walking down the street, when it comes to a level crossing; the dog puts down the bag, jumps up and presses the button. Then it waits patiently, bag in mouth, for the lights toturn. They do, and it walks across the road, with the butcher following him All the way. The dog then comes to a bus stop, and starts looking at the timetable.

The butcher is in awe as the dog stops a bus by pulling its left leg up and gets in it. The butcher follows the dog into the bus. The dog then shows a ticket, which is tied to its belt to the bus conductor.The butcher is nearly fainting at this sight, so are the other passengers in the bus. The dog then sits near the driver's seatlooking outside waiting for the bus stop to come. As soon as the stopis in sight, the dog stands and wags its tail to inform the conductor.Then, without waiting for the bus to stop completely, it jumps out ofthe bus and run to a house very close to the stop. It opens the big Iron Gate and rushes inside towards the door.

As it approaches the wooden door, the dog suddenly changes its mind and heads towards the garden. It goes to the window, and beats its head against it severaltimes, walks back, jumps off, and waits at the door. The butcher watches as a big guy opens the door, and starts abusing the dog,kicking him and punching him, and swearing at him. The butcher surprised with this, runs up, and stops the guy. "What in heaven's name are you doing? The dog is a genius. He could be on TV, for the life of me!" to which the guy responds: "You call this clever? This is the second time this week that this stupid dog's forgotten hiskey."

Moral of the Story: You may continue to exceed onlookers' expectations but shall always fall short of the boss' expectations.

It's a dog's life after all...

tenemos caras perfecta...

pero somos inteligentes?

hrmmmph. twelve units of spanish (span I to III, and spanish 20), and still i struggle with basic conjugation. anyway, all these for want of a catchy blog entry. i was simply trying to say "we have perfect faces, but are we intelligent?"

my thought has nothing to do with perfect faces nor intelligence, but perhaps if keep up with the badminton games we might just end up with perfect health. heaven knows how much we need the exercise.

it's been days since we played all-out badminton, with basketball on the side, at the nearby school, and i still can't reach down to touch my toes (ow ow the pain!). thanks to mae and vlad for facilitating the games, and mae for putting down the rules. take note, though, that we still have unresolved situations, like uhm when the shuttlecock keeps hitting lynn on the *bleep*, or when the boys get distracted as lynn freethrows on the other side of the court.

kidding aside, we look forward to our next game Ü.

some other thing...

i'm thinking of borrowing the intern from library and request him to be our photographer on thursday. either him, or ariel, or kuya cerry will do. suggestions?

mae, let's get our cameras ready for our perfect faces. Ü