Yesterday was the second day of the impeachment hearing against the Supreme Court Chief Justice of the Philippines, where I reside. I was listening to the radio coverage of the proceedings held at the Philippine Senate, and as the hearing abruptly ended in the afternoon, I heard a not-so-often exchange on the radio.

Yet another storm…

This is a project that I did. And I made this for a very short time only. I’m sorry if there are some flaws or if it isn’t well explained. And this is in the Philippines.

A poem about a man leaving his beloved lady in the country to work in the city.

Stretching the truth: scene three.

Having different questions in mind is common to all people.The usual are:
1.why do I feel my life is going no where?
2.why do I think my life is so routine?
3.why do others keep on saying I’m more blessed; but, never felt it?
4.why does god giving me miserable life, where in fact I’m just asking for a simple life?
5. does god have favoritism?

It lives at my house most of the time where profile of the profession, guidance on acceptable conduct, awareness, consciousness of issues, quality and consistency give emphasis to the advantages of a code of ethics that resulted in the standard “de facto” regulatory effects.

How one life changed many others.

A story filled with intrigues from the common days of life.

A story filled with intrigues from the common days of life.