Enabling mod_rewrite for Apache2 in Ubuntu is very easy. All you need is run the a2enmod (apache2enablemodule) command. This command can be used for enabling any module for Apache.
sudo a2enmod rewrite
sudo /etc/init.d/apache2 force-reload
Add comment May 9th, 2008
Sa kasalukuyan napupuna ko na ang salitang Filipino ay malimit ko nang naririnig o nababasa na ginagamit ng tama. Nasanay na ang karamihan sa atin sa paggamit ng Tagalog at itinuturing na din nila itong pambansang wika ng Pilipinas. Filipino ang pambansang wika ng mga Pilipino. Ang wikang ito ay walang halong wikang banyaga, hindi katulad ng Tagalog na ang bawat pangungusap ay may nakahalong salita galing sa mga dayuhan – kalimitan ay Ingles.
Noong ako ay nasa Pilipinas pa, ayaw ko ang araling Filipino. Ngunit ngayong nasa dayuhang lugar ako at habang tumatanda na din, natutunan kong ang sarili kong wika ay hindi ko dapat kalimutan at ito’y dapat kong ipagmalaki. Kung ang ibang lahi, katulad ng mga Espanyol, Hapon at Intsik, nga ay nagawa nilang gamitin ang kanilang wika sa pang araw-araw na pananalita, bakit ba hindi ko maaring gamitin ang sarili kong wika na walang halo ng wikang banyaga. May karapatan din akong gumamit ng sarili kong wika hindi ba?
Inaamin kong hindi ako gaanong magaling sa paggamit ng wikang Filipino. Ako ay mayroong dahilan. Ang Pilipinas ay maraming wika at isa sa mga iyon ay ang wikang Hiligaynon. Iyan ang wika ng mga taga Kanlurang Bisaya. Sa aming lugar, hindi namin ginagamit ang wikang Filipino sa pang araw-araw. Sa eskwela lang namin nagagamit ang wikang Filipino. Mayroon man akong dahilan, hindi pa din iyon sapat para hindi ko turuan ang aking sarili ng aking wikang pambansa. Ang aking katipan ay isang Bulakenya at unti-unti nya akong natuturuan ng mga salitang Filipino – karamihan sa mga salitang natutunan ko ay napakalalim; kinalakihan na yata ng mga taga Bulakan ang maging makata.
Humihingi ako ng paumanhin sa aking mga mambabasa kung hindi ko masyadong naipahiwatig ang tunay kong layunin sa sanaysay na ito. Ako ay nahihirapan pang gumamit ng wikang Filipino lalong-lalo na sa paggamit ng tamang balarila upang ipaalam sa buong mundo na ang Filipino ay dapat huwag dumihan sa pamamagitan ng pagdagdag ng mga salitang banyaga dito. Ang wikang Filipino ay s’yang tanging naiwan para tayo ay makilala bilang isang Pilipino at maitatangi sa mundo.
1 comment May 8th, 2008
On my way to the office today, I passed by a Romanian Festival. They have the festival annually. I bought lunch at the festival - an expensive but fulfilling lunch. I had an Italian sausage on a hero and a stick of shish kebab. Last year I had gyro, so I didn’t want one this year.
I had a very interesting conversation with Avey in the office - mainly on my love life. Everyone in the office is curious about my love life, but surprisingly I’m not embarrassed about it. I’m very open about it unlike before. It’s a good feeling, but I still need to work on my I love you response to Mai when I’m on the phone with her while I’m at the office. I’m still shy about it.
Funny thing happened while I was on the ferry on my way home. As the ferry was docking, a kid - about 4-5 years old - sat next to me and faced the two loud girls in front of me. When the girls left their seats to get off the boat, the kid (a girl) screamed at them to “not go anywhere.” It was funny and scary at the same time. The kid was screaming madly. The girls got scared and I left my seat also because she might come after me next. What a character.
Goddamn, I miss Mai a lot.
1 comment May 3rd, 2008
I have a fixation for absolutes. Comfort is secondary for me. I want things to be at their maximum performance. I’m writing this in good ‘ol word processing program because I couldn’t connect to any available WiFi networks. This is why I hate WiFis. Some days you can connect and some days you can’t. The signal strength is there, it’s just not giving me a lease. If I was wired, I would easily figure out why I’m unable to connect. Since I’m trying to connect by air, there are just too many factors to consider and troubleshooting is made difficult. I know wireless connection is comfortable, but it’s one heck of a job for a technician like me to troubleshoot when problems arise – I’m not even considering configurations here, just the post-installation woes.
Anyway, I suspect my wireless card though. I need to check out Eee PC WiFi troubles when I get time.
The small PC I ordered from SW arrived yesterday the other day and I was stunned at how beautiful that machine is. Amazing for its price. Also, I’m in a bit of a bind installing Win2K3 in a SATA hard drive. I will definitely document the process here once it’s successful.
So many things to do this month. I have a bunch of meetings to attend this month, system upgrades, off-site installation and training, programs to design and write, and I will have to start-up again the migration process. My hands are full and I have allergies which makes it really difficult to do things. My May calendar is already filled, but why am I still hurting? I need more loads of work. I’ll be working the whole weekend and that makes it twelve straight days. I’m a goddamn workaholic – not really; I just need to forget about things and avoid things.
“There are many things I would like to say to you, but I don’t know how.” - Wonderwall, Oasis
Add comment May 2nd, 2008
I am really irritated with people who think they absolutely know what they are saying about the future. People who push themselves to me so as to satisfy their happiness and I lose mine. People who promise that I would be happy in the future. People who show you in your face that they are exerting an effort. People who predict that you will regret things in the future.
What do I care? There is no outside force that can convince or influence what I want. My decisions are only influenced with what I want. Satisfying my desires (wants) is the road to my happiness.
Add comment April 30th, 2008
While I was waiting for the ferry at the terminal a few minutes ago, I witnessed something very amusing. When I arrived at the terminal, there’s a group of students which I guess on a trip. A member of this group is a little man who is handicapped. Since they are at the door, I stood next to them because the door was about to open. While standing there an old Albanian woman went to the little man, tapped him on the shoulder and handed him a dollar bill. At first I thought maybe she was part of the group – the chaperon. But then the woman continued on her way past the group and the little man looked over his shoulder, awed and confused why the old woman gave her a dollar. I couldn’t hold myself so I grinned in front of his friends. They also were shocked and laughed at what happened.
It was amusing because the guy did not look like a beggar. He was sporting a Hollister Kids clothing. He himself smiled at what happened. I can’t believe someone really is that insensitive these days that they patronize people so easily. People should only give if they are asked because everyone has pride. I am generous, but I seldom give if I’m not asked. I will volunteer if I’m not asked, but I’d ask permission from the receiver before I give. I’m too considerate of others – not all.
On a side note, I miss the wife. So to her, I offer this verse from Ryan Adams:
And I was breathless on a Sunday morning
And I was speechless on a Sunday night
For a lack of better understanding
Felt like an engine that just didn’t need a tire
I see your face, I hear your voice
I touch the screen and wonder
And I been waiting for the sun to tell me
It’s just been sitting here, I don’t know why
If you could give me anything tonight
Just a wink, or even just a sigh
I’ll be okay…
1 comment April 24th, 2008
Do you ever have something in a year that just has to come and makes your life a mess even though it’s supposed to be celebrated? Well, aside from birthdays, Spring season which I mostly adore is the one that gives me hard time in the past few years and now. Mainly during spring it rains and I hate rains in this part of the world because umbrellas don’t serve their purpose. The wind is too strong that the rain gets into you if the wind is not able to break your umbrella. When Spring comes, allergens are everywhere and I just couldn’t stop my runny nose until early June. It’s a nightmare.
Today, it slowly started yesterday, I’m having a cold and it’ll probably develop into a flu. There’s a free flu shot ad at the Ferry Terminal, but I doubt if I’d get one. Usually if I can still handle it, I don’t take any medicines. I’m on a ferry now on my way to work and I think I’ll stop by a pharmacy to get myself some Advil because I’ll be facing my monitor all day and it’s not so good for an ill person because the radiation coming off it decreases your immune system giving way to bacteria a safer passage to your body. I know that this cold is simply the preamble to my season long allergies. I’ll be scratching and blowing my nose in the next two months.
Right now I feel like throwing up. I been feeling this since this morning when I woke up. I’m dehydrated which is a sign of a flu. I hope it doesn’t develop into something like last year when I was bedridden for a couple of days. I couldn’t stand up then and it’s so frustrating being helpless. That’s why if ever I become disabled, i would just end it there. I’ll consider it game over. Pardon the digression; now back to my feelings – since I feel like throwing up, I couldn’t eat a decent meal today. I will be avoiding spicy and heavy meals. I’ll probably have a sandwich over lunch; it’ll make choices much easier.
Speaking of lunch, do you know how much time I put into it? What I should eat? A certain amount of time is dedicated to just deciding what to eat. Not only for lunch, but if we have nothing at home it’s difficult to decide what to eat. That’s why a multiple choice quiz is never easy. It’s so fascinating to me that I waste time to decide what to eat while other people on the other side of the world are taking their time to find something to eat. I’m often criticized that I waste too much food whilst people are starving. My philosophy to this is that there is starvation and gluttony no matter what anyone does. Saving food doesn’t make a starving a child full. It’s actually a very weak philosophy, but I really don’t care about others.
2 comments April 23rd, 2008
I’ve been thinking of the wife, so I guess it’s about time to be romantic.
Images of you keep appearing in my mind. Every little thing you did when we were together - the way you wiggle your lips in your sleep, trying not to wake up. Keeping you from scratching your healing burns and that too. Wiping your back when you’re sweating. Your pinches from behind. Your hugs and kisses. Your bites. You feeding me.
I hope I won’t lose this feeling even though it’s too difficult for me. Missing you is the sweetest torment that I can forever partake.
Add comment April 22nd, 2008
“The Children of Huang Shi” is a true story during the Japanese occupation of China. An English journalist’s journey to becoming a great man. George A. Hogg was a British journalist who went to Nan Jing to record a bloody oppression of the Japanese towards the Chinese. He failed to report to the world because he was caught and was nearly beheaded if not for Chen Hansheng. To make the story short, he eventually landed in an orphanage where he took care of “the children of Huang Shi.”
I liked the film not only because of its real nature, but it was an act where one man established a relationship with children who lost everything and learned to love him as a parent. Although there were some who failed, he saved many and taught them many things. I especially applauded the scenes where they journeyed for the silky road and it showed cooperation between these boys through thick and thin. They were helping each other to survive. I thought it was a spectacle.
Add comment April 21st, 2008
It’s been a while since I saw a HK film that is worth watching, so “Dragon Heat” (aka “Maang Lung”) deserves an entry in my records. It’s noteworthy. This flick is consistent enough to get you stuck on your seat. The actions are good with these young actors as Interpol agents. It didn’t have the ultra powerful skills that most HK films give their protagonists. Sammo Hung wasn’t the supermaster of all which I kept waiting to appear, but it didn’t. They were all normal soldiers here. The only downside was the role of the snipers. They were snipers who couldn’t hit - they were terrible…well I guess except for the fact that Maggie Q is one hot sniper!!!
Add comment April 19th, 2008
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