Yellow is kind

Orange got funds

But they got nothing to change my green of a mind

Green may not be so clean

Green may be so mean

And now you think that I'm not so green.

The clock is ticking, counting thirty days or less before judgment day and the truckload of headlines are en route my utter disappointment. Ima Greenie, thus the title. If you're still in the dark, I'm throwing my weight behind 2010 Elections Presidential candidate Gilbert "Gibo" Teodoro Jr. Now you know why I'm grandly disappointed.

I hope his name doesn't scare you away.

Indeed, I am writing out of confidence that Gibo is The Man. Which is why maybe I lack credibility let alone the brownie points to arrest your attention. Why spare me your time? What exactly can you get from a biased nobody? However, I am at my wits' end here. Hopelessness has gotten me far enough to call upon you to ditch your common sense for a while and run your eyes over the fruits of my desperation. I promise it won't be that terrible.

It's been more than a year since Gibo announced his intention to run for President. I call to mind that moment when, together with the nation I suppose, I shuddered at the thought of a PGMA clone. But the abomination not only birthed from the fear of an extended executive calamity. It was mainly for the lack of gen about Gibo. All that I could grasp was that he is associated with a political ogre. I did not know then he is a court Einstein. I did not know then he has almost a decade of legislative maturity.

While he magnetized me with his "Galing at Talino," it is for the very same that the people's dread is fortified. With great mind comes great schemes. With intellectual flair comes even more devilish ploys, right? I get that. I get why people would not dare expose our country to the same warped rule. Know what? That's even convenient for a Greenie like me. It's driving my judgment to a point that we're much better thinkers now and that could spell the good difference between yesterday and tomorrow. Although, I don't share the sentiments of the many. My instincts tell me not to condemn his wits nor his position. Should we always dump a name, be it qualified or not, if it is tainted with Gloria's ink? If the present rule is so corrupt, does it mean good can only come from those who oppose it? Are good heads the only ones capable of mischief? Where does Ms. I'm Sorry's drag and influence end?

Surveys may not be accurate but they never fail to serve their purpose, that is, to brainwash the population. Hence, I acknowledge the possibility of a losing battle; why I'm eagerly attempting to sway you to join the club. I never believed in selling oneself by belittling others. Gibo neither, one reason to believe he's honorable. But if people out there is fighting for their own bets, I might as well fight, overlook my principles and fight against.

When I say qualified, that is not to tell you the others are not because I dare say his notable contenders are accomplished enough. The question that's hanging in the air is whose leadership can develop our nation's potential. As we are drowned in an abyss of crises, who would be bold enough to leap and effect big changes? Is corruption the only problem we're facing? Can a leader really free us from the prisons of poverty?

I can be dangerously loyal. By that, I mean I have the tendency to shoot the mouths that speak not what I believe. I can be inclined to sound off the voices that contradict my conviction. Is what happens when my sentiments get the better of me and it ain't good, I know. Believe me, I contest with the touchy in me everyday. Most of the time though, I lose the battle. Like right now.

Why green? Why not join the yellow brigade, take an orange twist or paint my ballot red? I said I'll fight against, right? I said I'm desperate.

Yellow is mellow, and so is the one it now represents. So mellow in fact that people take everything as humility. Come on. If you're gunning for the presidency, you can't be all that humble. Well, let's say you're humble. Does humility equal integrity?

Orange, anyone? C5 at tiyaga.

Red ranger I was, until he talked too much.

For good reason, you can believe I'm voting for Gibo purely for his wits. I admit. I am truly a sucker for brains. Yet, I know well presidency asks for more than just good education and mental charm. I won't say Gibo is perfect. Who is? Why I told you he may not be so clean. I only have faith that despite his flaws, he will do what is right. Part of this confidence I have for him may just be gut feeling. But also, chunk of it comes from reckoning and observation. Like most of you, I have been critically following debates, forums and interviews. I know, they will never measure out the best person for the job but they always give us an inkling on what to expect. What forums did to me was simple; they all suggested I vote Gibo, not for his well-thought answers, not for his beautiful speeches. But because he never had anything dirty to say against anyone and all that was committed to my memory was what my mom has always told us, in the fullness of your heart, your mouth speaks. Talk about being honorable. Who's honorable now?

It is hard to separate Gibo from the wrecked ship we all love to hate. But should we readily convict and reproach a person because he's rubbing elbows with the bad men? If you're so afraid about Gloria snaking her way through to being a PM, did you not know Gibo wants a unicameral system? Where the hell would you put a PM? Gibo may be so mean, or Gibo may not be mean.

We're all hot on matters of corruption. I am. But I am not going to vote for someone because he promises me a government free of it nor for someone who wants me to believe he's not capable of it. You should know graft corrupts not just the upperside but every corner of this goodness-forsaken government. Is an uncorrupt Chief a guarantee for an uncorrupt jurisdiction? Is the wealthy not capable of plunder? I don't mean to be a cynic. I believe if we all had the capacity to change for the good, PI would be a way better place to live. I just think the only way to combat corruption is for every small unit to wage war against it. Not that an honest general won't help. But if you're so inclined to think Gibo is as shady as his former master, the argument ends here. You should also know though, that, if I hadn't made it any clearer, we are faced by grave issues besides corruption. What can you expect from your choice with regards to education, unemployment, among other things? How foolish can you be to think a good platform is not important? How can you hope to win a battle without a winning battle plan? PI's complications are more complicated than they seem. It will take years, it will take tough measures before we can even achieve an excellent average(if that even exists). There is no one-way solution to any of our problems. If your choice promises you that, think twice. My choice, on the other hand, recognizes such a reality.

You demand for Gibo to speak ill of his old keeper in order to give substance to the opposite of what you want to believe. And if he heeds your call, he's an ungrateful SOB who's frantic for your approval. Damned if he does, damned if he doesn't. Don't you think maybe you're asking way too much? Don't you think you're asking a man of discretion and diplomacy to shun his honor? If I'm desperate, Gibo isn't. Gibo needs your vote. But if he's never gonna have your trust unless he does the impossible, let it be. He has mine, anyway. If he doesn't win, I'll live knowing I took the chance. If we believe what we're doing is right, then so be it. We can only hope we really are right. And I can only hope Gibo won't fail me big time.

I could just be conned by a very deceitful gambit. My submission could be the one vote that will push PGMA to an even sinister throne. But try as I might, I couldn't fight the feeling that the greener the nation will be, the better. Because if I'd be as critical as others, If I'd be more judgmental than I already am, there is also a chance I could be wasting a vote that might have done good for my country. So, I'll take not such a chance; I'll BERDErized my ballot instead.

- KAREN DAVILA

Journal #6 - The Very Friendly Ogtonganons + Anhawan Free Peep!

After eating breakfast Manonh Oink, Manang Kikay, Angelie, Johnjohn, Matt, AJ, Rhea and I went to the beach to watch the Porma Balas competition.. Unfortunately, wala pa ga start pag abot namon :| Plus I'm wearing a closed shoes because I was not expecting na we will go to the beach. So, I removed my closed shoes nalang and walked barefooted! Oh c'mon! Pero it's ok, i loved the sun! and the clouds! and the water! and the sand! and the very friendly Ogtonganons!

Our car was stuck :| Mau lang damo nag bulig sa amon.. This simply proves that Ogtonganons are indeed Very Friendly!! :) Thank you sa mga nagbulig sa amon :D

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Then went to ANHAWAN! Pero we didn't swim or whatsoever.. checked out the place lang for free! Hahahaha :)) Expensive na. Before P100 lang ang entrance, now it's P150 na. Pero trust me, it's worth it..the place, the food, the people, the ambiance!

Journal #5 - Have A Blessed Sunday!

Hello world! I'm back. It's been a while since I wrote in my blog again.. Anyway, how are you? How's summer? don't even try to ask me the same question, `coz my answer will be lame, very lame. Hahahaha! The happy days of summer is yet to come.. 9  days to gooooo!

It's sunday! We started our day right by attending the 6:30 am mass in our praish. Then, went straight to Lolo's house to eat our Sunday breakfast.. Aww, I missed the juicy food cooked by Tito Nene! After eating breakfast, we had our usual chika-chika. :)

I'm too lazy to write in my blog write now 

Journal #3 - Preparation for Holy Thursday lunch and Good Friday Procession

So, I won't be righting much today, and tomorrow til sarturday i won't be blogging, because as we all know, we should reflect on Jesus' passion and death..

I woke up 6:30 am, didn't eat breakfast, and immediately went outside the house to help in fixing the "karo" for the procession on friday :) After that, I went inside to fix my shelf..

And look what I found! I found to of my old biography projects.. Hahahaha! As I was browsing, i laughed and laughed and laughed! I was so chubby back then..and cute? lol! =) I'll post some pics as soon as possible.

Journal Entry #2 - Card Day + Atrium Iloilo Supermart with Papa

The day has arrived; it's card day! Like any other typical high school student, I too was nervous. I was nervous too see my grades decrease.. Well, yes. I was expecting my grades to decrease because I was absent for two and a half weeks this grading (Hepa A), and it was quite difficult for me to cope up.

I arrived at school at around 9:30 am. I immediately rushed to the 4th floor to get my card. But before I got my card, our adviser asked Denzel and I first to detach each of our classmates clearances from the folders.

As I was detaching the clearances in the silent and clean 1-Hope classroom, one certain thought came to my mind, which somehow vanished my nervousness. And so I said to myself that I shouldn't be nervous because I know have done my best.

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It's summer! But yes, I'm bored. After reading and browsing through blogs of random people, I decided to make my own blog too! Blogging is my way of getting rid of boredom and of avoiding from eating a lot this summer! Hahaha. :P ;)

Happy Summer! <3

xoxo, Liz