Proud to be a Rotaractor and proud to reblog this post.
Month: September 2012
Carpe diem
Please allow me to reblog this because I can’t help but help spread these wonderful words.
It was September 2010 when we first met. Our common friend, Kate Marasigan-Adap introduced us to each other. We wrote letters. We wrote on just about anything, from trivial random thoughts to some serious issues.
We never had a perfect relationship. There were times when we did not see each other for almost a couple of months. There were times when we nearly got sick and tired of each other. I even tried to find someone better… but to no avail.
I always find myself in love with … WordPress. Hahahaha!
The Fruits of Our Labor of Love
Awards. I am proud to share to you my two precious awards.
1. Helikopter – Fourth Place, BlogGaling Photoblog, Saranggola Blog Awards 2011
2. Damuhan – Third Place, Bagsik ng Panitik, Damuhan.com
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More Babies to Come
1. The Brown Farmer – Asel as a Farmer
2. Mumoy: Batangueño at Batanghenyo Daw – in Filipino Language
3. Rotary Family – Asel as a Philanthropist
We thank you for visiting our humble home. You are always welcome.
It’s September and it’s International Coastal Clean-up Month
This year’s International Coastal Cleanup is slated on September 21, 2013. Asel Punzalan narrates his experience on ICC 2005 to encourage everybody to participate in the incoming cleanups.
September 17, 2005 (Saturday)
I was assigned to look over my co-San Pedro East Rotaractors regarding our participation in the 20th International Coastal Cleanup (ICC)- “Our future, Our Success.” The program would start at around 7:00 in the morning (this is according to a source) in Fishport, La Huerta, Parañaque City.
Given the authority, I told the company, “Ala-singko hanggang 5:30 sa Jolibee Alabang. Ang hindi sisipot, wag nang magpakita sa akin. Iiwanan na lang ang late!” and I did it with conviction. (Let’s meet in Jolibee Alabang, 5:00 to 5:30 AM. To those who won’t fulfill their promise, I don’t want to see your faces again.)
On that very important day (ICC), a familiar voice dumbfounded me from my…
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