I started the year 2009 with a set of goals. I called it "Project Manganese". Manganese is element number 25 (my age for this year). I wrote it down and post it on my closet door (at the dorm). I had it monitored monthly, but the time I left the dorm, I never had the chance to monitor it frequently. An now, I think, it is the time to assess these goals if I met them.
Goal Number 1: Finish Old Testament
I started the year when I am about to begin reading the book of Numbers. Right now I am just about at the end of the book of Proverbs, still many books before finishing it. Don't think I can finish all these in 4 days time. Remarks: Failed!
Goal Number 2: Gain weight to normal weight
Ok, ok, I think I got it wrong here. What is the exact value of "normal weight"? But anyways, I improved my weight. I am now on a three-digit libra demarkation. ehehe. But still don't know if that satisfies my goal. Remarks: Not so clear!
Goal Number 3: Have Php30,000 savings (on a bank separate from my payroll account)
Remarks: Failed! Need I say more? ehehe.
There are also wishes I wrote in that goal list. On of which came true just this last quarter of the year - go to Japan for project assignment/s.
More or less, failed goals are not seen as failures, rather opportunities came along because of my pursuit of these. Lessons are learned, hopes sprung, and values are born.
Thank you Lord for a wonderful year that was 2009, and will be looking forward to an even more wonderful year that is 2010.
27 December 2009
26 December 2009
Love Song for No One
Lately, napansin ko parang halos lahat ng aking mga kaedaran e kung hindi nag-aasawa, nabubuntis/nakabuntis, e nagkakaroon ng kasintahan. Akalain mong yung mga dating linyang "indi ako magkaka-boyfriend" na naririnig ko sa aking mga NBSB na kaibigan, ngayo'y puro ka-keso-han na ang post sa fb. Haay... tumatanda na nga ata kami, teka, napag-iiwanan na ba ako ng panahon? ehehe. Sa ngayon ay eto parin ang aking themesong:
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
Oh no way
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here oh yeah
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me
PS. Lately, parang puro tungkol sa buhay pag-ibig ang naipopost ko. Sign na kaya ito? joke!
PS 2. Dapat e tungkol sa aking reflections ng mga bagay bagay na na ganap sa 2009 sa aking malamyang buhay ang ipopost ko, kaya lang wala akong maisip.
PS 3. balak ko din pala sanang magpost ng opinyon ko tungkol sa mga kandidato sa pagkapangulo sa pinas, kaya lang nakakatamad magresearch. ehehe.
17 December 2009
Bad Trip
Bad trip.
Kagagaling lang namin ng Jiro. Tiniis ang lamig sa mahabang pila makakain lang sa pinakamasarap na "maruming kainan" sa balat ng lupa. Pero hindi iyon ang nakakabad trip. Bad trip na kasama ang madaldal at nuknukan ng yabang na dagang nagpipilit na sya'y isang leon.
Palagi na lang syang ganyan, nasisira ang araw ko sa unang sulyap pa lamang sa kanyang "napaka-among" mukha. (ok, sarcastic ako, decode mo na lang).
Tiniis ko ang makasama sya ng ilang oras para lang muling matikman ang kakaibang lasa ng pansit na ito, sabi ko naman, ok lang yan, madami naman kami, matatabunan naman sya siguro.
Pero anak ng butete (oo, mukha nga syang butete!), ano bang meron tong taong ito at sadyang lumulutang (salbabida?).
Nakakainis, nakakasar. Di ko mapigilan ang sarili kong maging masama sa tuwing nakikita ko sya.
Ang tabil ng dila mo, wala ka namang masabi kundi kayabangan. Ipakita mo ang yabang mo, wag puro dada.
PS:
Lord, pasensya na, di ko po talaga mapigilan!
Kagagaling lang namin ng Jiro. Tiniis ang lamig sa mahabang pila makakain lang sa pinakamasarap na "maruming kainan" sa balat ng lupa. Pero hindi iyon ang nakakabad trip. Bad trip na kasama ang madaldal at nuknukan ng yabang na dagang nagpipilit na sya'y isang leon.
Palagi na lang syang ganyan, nasisira ang araw ko sa unang sulyap pa lamang sa kanyang "napaka-among" mukha. (ok, sarcastic ako, decode mo na lang).
Tiniis ko ang makasama sya ng ilang oras para lang muling matikman ang kakaibang lasa ng pansit na ito, sabi ko naman, ok lang yan, madami naman kami, matatabunan naman sya siguro.
Pero anak ng butete (oo, mukha nga syang butete!), ano bang meron tong taong ito at sadyang lumulutang (salbabida?).
Nakakainis, nakakasar. Di ko mapigilan ang sarili kong maging masama sa tuwing nakikita ko sya.
Ang tabil ng dila mo, wala ka namang masabi kundi kayabangan. Ipakita mo ang yabang mo, wag puro dada.
PS:
Lord, pasensya na, di ko po talaga mapigilan!
24 November 2009
let me know if i can stay all of my life
Paulit ulit kong pinapatugtog ngayon ang kantang Gemini (piano version) ng Spongecola sa aking laptop gamit ang youtube. Wala kasi akong mahanap na free mp3 download nito at ayaw namang gumana sa mac ang vidtomp3 na site.
Matagal ko nang paborito itong kantang ito. Ito rin ang most played song sa aking cellphone (yung album version nito).
Para sa isang katulad ko na walang karoma-romansa sa katawan, parang hindi ata bagay sakin ito, hehehehe. Hayaan na natin, at least minsan e maging romantic naman tayo.
Narito ang lyrics ng kanta, at kung di mo pa ito naririnig kahit kailan, try mong pakinggan at imagining kinakanta mo ito sa harap ng gf o asawa mo (totoo bang ako ang nagsasabi nito?)
Matagal ko nang paborito itong kantang ito. Ito rin ang most played song sa aking cellphone (yung album version nito).
Para sa isang katulad ko na walang karoma-romansa sa katawan, parang hindi ata bagay sakin ito, hehehehe. Hayaan na natin, at least minsan e maging romantic naman tayo.
Narito ang lyrics ng kanta, at kung di mo pa ito naririnig kahit kailan, try mong pakinggan at imagining kinakanta mo ito sa harap ng gf o asawa mo (totoo bang ako ang nagsasabi nito?)
come a little closer
flicker in flight
we'll have about an inch's space
but i'm here i can breathe in
what you breathe out
let me know if i'm doing this right
let me know if my grip's too tight
let me know if i can stay all of my life
let me know if dreams can come true
let me know if this one's your's too
coz' i see it
and i feel it right here
and i feel you right here
the vacuous night
steps aside to give meaning
to gemini's dreaming
the moon on its back
and the seemingly
veiled room's lit
by the same star
flicker in flight
we'll have about an inch's space
but i'm here i can breathe in
what you breathe out
let me know if i'm doing this right
let me know if my grip's too tight
let me know if i can stay all of my life
let me know if dreams can come true
let me know if this one's your's too
coz' i see it
and i feel it right here
and i feel you right here
the vacuous night
steps aside to give meaning
to gemini's dreaming
the moon on its back
and the seemingly
veiled room's lit
by the same star
23 November 2009
Lovelife
Everyone around me are so curious about the state of my love life (if it really exist).
Early this morning, I received a message at FB from my eldest sister. She's asking me who is anna in my life. hahaha, she is not the first one to ask me that question (remember my manager asking me the same thing). And I repeat, I and Anna are not romantically involved with one another, it never crossed my mind, ever. Call her my close gal friend.
I always had been closer to my girl friends than my guy friends. Being in girl-dominated groups almost all my life (i have five sisters, i went to a former all girls school and my major in college is one of the only two engineering course dominated by girls), I got used to being with them. But that doesn't mean I am, you know.
Love life is the least priority in my life right now. I have many plans, and yes to tell honestly, I see my dreams can happen even without a wife beside me. Admit it, I am ready to face the world with or without her. But yes, in some instances, I wish I have one.
Early this morning, I received a message at FB from my eldest sister. She's asking me who is anna in my life. hahaha, she is not the first one to ask me that question (remember my manager asking me the same thing). And I repeat, I and Anna are not romantically involved with one another, it never crossed my mind, ever. Call her my close gal friend.
I always had been closer to my girl friends than my guy friends. Being in girl-dominated groups almost all my life (i have five sisters, i went to a former all girls school and my major in college is one of the only two engineering course dominated by girls), I got used to being with them. But that doesn't mean I am, you know.
Love life is the least priority in my life right now. I have many plans, and yes to tell honestly, I see my dreams can happen even without a wife beside me. Admit it, I am ready to face the world with or without her. But yes, in some instances, I wish I have one.
21 November 2009
Higit Isang Linggong Pahinga
Higit isang linggo din nagpahinga ang aking macbook pro, kasi naman, di nya nakayanan ang pressure.
10November - nasira ang aking mac, di ko alam pano nangyari iyon. Inuupdate ko ang blog na ito ng biglang naghang-up, pinatay ko sya at di na bumukas ng muli.
11 November - itinawag ko sya sa apple center japan upang irequest na mapagawa, sinabi g customer service na kukunin nila sa aking bahay ng byernes ng gabi, 6-9pm
13November - dali dali akong umuwi sa bahay upang maabutan si manong delivery at ng makuha ang aking mac, sa kasamaang palad, saktong alas sais syadumating sa bahay, natural wala ako dun dahil alas sais ang labas sa opisina. Itinawag ko sa shipping company kung pwede nilang balikan, ang madugo nga lang, di sila marunong mag-english, at ako di naman marunong mag-japanese. Frustrated, tumawag ako sa apple ulit upang sila ang kumausap, huli na ang lahat, lagpas na daw sa working hour, bukas na lang ulit.
14November - Tuluyan nang kinuha si mac
16November - nakatanggap ako ng email mula sa apple na nagsasabing gawa na si mac at idedeliver na sa mga oras na iyon, isa nanamang problema, di nanaman kami nagpang-abot ng delivery, paano ba naman 11:02 am nya dinala. itinawag ko sa apple at tangin marerecommend nila ay sa weekend
21November (Ngayon) - bago mag-alas diyes ay muling nakabalik si mac. Buti na lang at pinilit ni manong delivery ang mag-english, nagkaintindihan kami.
haay, salamat apple sa napakabilis na serbisyo.
10November - nasira ang aking mac, di ko alam pano nangyari iyon. Inuupdate ko ang blog na ito ng biglang naghang-up, pinatay ko sya at di na bumukas ng muli.
11 November - itinawag ko sya sa apple center japan upang irequest na mapagawa, sinabi g customer service na kukunin nila sa aking bahay ng byernes ng gabi, 6-9pm
13November - dali dali akong umuwi sa bahay upang maabutan si manong delivery at ng makuha ang aking mac, sa kasamaang palad, saktong alas sais syadumating sa bahay, natural wala ako dun dahil alas sais ang labas sa opisina. Itinawag ko sa shipping company kung pwede nilang balikan, ang madugo nga lang, di sila marunong mag-english, at ako di naman marunong mag-japanese. Frustrated, tumawag ako sa apple ulit upang sila ang kumausap, huli na ang lahat, lagpas na daw sa working hour, bukas na lang ulit.
14November - Tuluyan nang kinuha si mac
16November - nakatanggap ako ng email mula sa apple na nagsasabing gawa na si mac at idedeliver na sa mga oras na iyon, isa nanamang problema, di nanaman kami nagpang-abot ng delivery, paano ba naman 11:02 am nya dinala. itinawag ko sa apple at tangin marerecommend nila ay sa weekend
21November (Ngayon) - bago mag-alas diyes ay muling nakabalik si mac. Buti na lang at pinilit ni manong delivery ang mag-english, nagkaintindihan kami.
haay, salamat apple sa napakabilis na serbisyo.
27 October 2009
Katangahan
Kanina, pagbukas ko ng akin Lotus Notes, unang bumungad sakin ang e-mail na nagsasabing "iedit ng kaunti" ang aking article para sa aming department news letter. Sa aking laking gulat, hindi kaunting edit langa ng ginawa. Namumutaktak ang kulay pula na animo'y wala namang ibang kulay na available kundi pula. Wala na akong makitang bahid ng orihinal kong sulat. Kailangan pa kayang ilagay ang pangalan ko sa ilalim ng title? Sa tingin hindi na, at mukhang mas gugustuhin ko pang wag nang isulat ang pangalan ko.
Di ko sinasabing magaling akong magsulat. Alam kong hindi ako magaling. Pero sa tingin ko ay alam ko ang pinagkaiba ng news writing sa article writing.
Ayoko din ng istilo ng pagsusulat na naganap, ang lumalabas e sandamukal na club mwah ang nagtulong tulong na sumulat nung artikulong iyon.
Pero di iyon ang katangahang sinasabi ng aking titulo sa post na ito. Ang sarili kong katangahan sa trabaho. Ngayon ay namomroblema sila Vernard at kuya Russell dahil sa katangahang ginawa ko para sa isang project. Careless mistake na nanganak ng nanganak. Sana lang ay hindi pa huli ang lahat at masolusyunan nila itong kamaliang nangyari. Pasensya na ulit kuya Russell at Vernard.
Teka nga, bakit ko ba pinagsama sa iisang post ito?
Di ko sinasabing magaling akong magsulat. Alam kong hindi ako magaling. Pero sa tingin ko ay alam ko ang pinagkaiba ng news writing sa article writing.
Ayoko din ng istilo ng pagsusulat na naganap, ang lumalabas e sandamukal na club mwah ang nagtulong tulong na sumulat nung artikulong iyon.
Pero di iyon ang katangahang sinasabi ng aking titulo sa post na ito. Ang sarili kong katangahan sa trabaho. Ngayon ay namomroblema sila Vernard at kuya Russell dahil sa katangahang ginawa ko para sa isang project. Careless mistake na nanganak ng nanganak. Sana lang ay hindi pa huli ang lahat at masolusyunan nila itong kamaliang nangyari. Pasensya na ulit kuya Russell at Vernard.
Teka nga, bakit ko ba pinagsama sa iisang post ito?
24 October 2009
The Rise of the Sun
I created a new blog site dedicated to the things that I am and will encounter in my one year or so of stay here in Japan. It is titled "The Rise of the Sun".
But no, I am not abandoning this site. Hopefully, I can still write posts on this blog. Anything related with my stay here in Japan will be posted on that blogsite while everything else will be posted here.
So please do check out my The Rise of the Sun blog at theriseofthesun.blogspot.com
PS
You may want to ask why SUN?
Because both countries (Japan and the Philippines) shares the sun as its national symbol. Japanese symbolizes the sun by a big red dot while Filipinos uses an 8-rayed golden sphere.
Also, the sun symbolizes hope, opportunity and happiness, and that's what I would want my Japanese experience - full of hope, opportunity and happiness.
Enjoy!
But no, I am not abandoning this site. Hopefully, I can still write posts on this blog. Anything related with my stay here in Japan will be posted on that blogsite while everything else will be posted here.
So please do check out my The Rise of the Sun blog at theriseofthesun.blogspot.com
PS
You may want to ask why SUN?
Because both countries (Japan and the Philippines) shares the sun as its national symbol. Japanese symbolizes the sun by a big red dot while Filipinos uses an 8-rayed golden sphere.
Also, the sun symbolizes hope, opportunity and happiness, and that's what I would want my Japanese experience - full of hope, opportunity and happiness.
Enjoy!
29 September 2009
Ondoy
Kalunos-lunos ang mga kaganapan noong weekend. Bumaha ng todo-todo. At syempre pahuhuli ba naman dyan ang pinakamamahal kong bayan ng Malabon?
Oo at pasalamat kami, mas sumikat ang Marikina sa mga oras na iyon. At kung ganung klase lang naman ng pagsikat e sawang-sawa na kaming Malabonon duon. Kumbaga sa basketball, grandslam at five-peat combined.
Nakakapanlumo nuong pagbukas ko ng tv kahapon (kahapon lang ako nakapanood ng tv, kahapon lang din kasi bumalik serbisyo ng kuryente sa lugar namin). Nakakatakot ang mga kaganapan nuong weekened, buti na lang at wala kaming tv nung mga oras na iyon, dahil siguro kung nakita namin yun nung araw na yon, baka pinanhinaan na kami ng loob.
Pero, isa rin itong pagpapatunay kung gaano kalaki ang pagmamahal ng sambayang Pilipino sa bawat isa. Tumaas ang balahibo ko nung sabihin ng ABS-CBN na nakaka Php22M na ang nakakalap nilang tulong, bukod pa iyan sa Php3M naman sa GMA7. Grabe ang dagsa ng tulong. Sobrang pinatunayan ng Pilipinas ang bayanihan, walang iwanan talaga.
Ang mga pangyayaring iyon ay isa sa mga hinding hindi ko makakalimutan. Sobrang sakit sa katawan ko sa paglilikas ng gamit, pati na rin ang paglilinis ng bahay pagkatapos humupa ng baha. Pero sobrang taba din ng puso ko sa suportang natanggap. Ang simpleng text ng pangangamusta ay napakalaking bagay sa amin.
At higit sa lahat, patuloy kong ipagmamalaki ang lahing kayumanggi - na sa hamon ng buhay, hindi sumusuko, bagkus ay nagtutulungang umahaon sa kalugmukan. Ikinararangal kong ako'y isang Pilipino!
Oo at pasalamat kami, mas sumikat ang Marikina sa mga oras na iyon. At kung ganung klase lang naman ng pagsikat e sawang-sawa na kaming Malabonon duon. Kumbaga sa basketball, grandslam at five-peat combined.
Nakakapanlumo nuong pagbukas ko ng tv kahapon (kahapon lang ako nakapanood ng tv, kahapon lang din kasi bumalik serbisyo ng kuryente sa lugar namin). Nakakatakot ang mga kaganapan nuong weekened, buti na lang at wala kaming tv nung mga oras na iyon, dahil siguro kung nakita namin yun nung araw na yon, baka pinanhinaan na kami ng loob.
Pero, isa rin itong pagpapatunay kung gaano kalaki ang pagmamahal ng sambayang Pilipino sa bawat isa. Tumaas ang balahibo ko nung sabihin ng ABS-CBN na nakaka Php22M na ang nakakalap nilang tulong, bukod pa iyan sa Php3M naman sa GMA7. Grabe ang dagsa ng tulong. Sobrang pinatunayan ng Pilipinas ang bayanihan, walang iwanan talaga.
Ang mga pangyayaring iyon ay isa sa mga hinding hindi ko makakalimutan. Sobrang sakit sa katawan ko sa paglilikas ng gamit, pati na rin ang paglilinis ng bahay pagkatapos humupa ng baha. Pero sobrang taba din ng puso ko sa suportang natanggap. Ang simpleng text ng pangangamusta ay napakalaking bagay sa amin.
At higit sa lahat, patuloy kong ipagmamalaki ang lahing kayumanggi - na sa hamon ng buhay, hindi sumusuko, bagkus ay nagtutulungang umahaon sa kalugmukan. Ikinararangal kong ako'y isang Pilipino!
28 August 2009
Kelan Nga Ba?
Sa tuwing magkakaroon ng mga pagtitipon ng mga kamag-anak - birthday party, kasalan, lamay, family reunion - lagi ko na lang naririnig ang mga katanungang kahit ako'y hindi ko masagot. Kelan ka ikakasal? Kelan mo ipakikilala ang nobya mo? Kelan kami makakatikim ng mainit na sabaw?
Ewan ko. Hindi ko alam. Ako man ay nananabik sa mga araw na iyon.
Minsan, dinaraan na lang nila sa biro, minsan ako naman ang nagbibiro.
Sa pagiging unico hijo at pagiging "pinakamabait" (sabi nila yun, walang kokontra) at "pinakamayaman" (akala lang nila yun) sa pamilya, talaga namang masasabing ako ang kanilang apple of the eye. Kaya naman, di kataka-takang maging sentro ako ng usapan. Ang pangit nga lang, ay sa iisang topic lang umiikot ang usapan. At sa ayaw nila't hindi, iisa lang din ang aking sagot - ang paulit-ulit na "wala pa e!".
Darating pa ang maraming reunion at darating pa rin ang maraming katanungan at hindi ko pa rin alam ang isasagot ko. Sana lamang, di sila mainip, pati na rin ako.
Ewan ko. Hindi ko alam. Ako man ay nananabik sa mga araw na iyon.
Minsan, dinaraan na lang nila sa biro, minsan ako naman ang nagbibiro.
Sa pagiging unico hijo at pagiging "pinakamabait" (sabi nila yun, walang kokontra) at "pinakamayaman" (akala lang nila yun) sa pamilya, talaga namang masasabing ako ang kanilang apple of the eye. Kaya naman, di kataka-takang maging sentro ako ng usapan. Ang pangit nga lang, ay sa iisang topic lang umiikot ang usapan. At sa ayaw nila't hindi, iisa lang din ang aking sagot - ang paulit-ulit na "wala pa e!".
Darating pa ang maraming reunion at darating pa rin ang maraming katanungan at hindi ko pa rin alam ang isasagot ko. Sana lamang, di sila mainip, pati na rin ako.
19 August 2009
Happy to be in Stress
I am happy I had a stressful week this week.
Lots of work to do, but still manages to find time for myself.
I am happy because for the very first time after a long while, I will not charge a single minute of my time this week to the idle jobcode.
I am happy because now I have the feeling of productivity.
Yes physically, and mentally, it is very much stressful - two projects, two fulltime committee works and a training - yet it feels satisfiyingly good. Ironically this week, I had a very good night sleep.
I would rather be stressed because I have many things to do, than to be stressful thinking what to do with so many time.
Lots of work to do, but still manages to find time for myself.
I am happy because for the very first time after a long while, I will not charge a single minute of my time this week to the idle jobcode.
I am happy because now I have the feeling of productivity.
Yes physically, and mentally, it is very much stressful - two projects, two fulltime committee works and a training - yet it feels satisfiyingly good. Ironically this week, I had a very good night sleep.
I would rather be stressed because I have many things to do, than to be stressful thinking what to do with so many time.
13 August 2009
A Dozen Pink Rosebuds
Japanese dreams are now getting into reality. Requests has been made, documents are on the process.
Thank God for this wonderful birthday gift and to that special Lady in my life, I gave her a dozen of pink rosebuds and a resounding "Yes!" she gave me.
Thank God for this wonderful birthday gift and to that special Lady in my life, I gave her a dozen of pink rosebuds and a resounding "Yes!" she gave me.
25 June 2009
Fruitful "Me" Time
I always do "me" times. One of which is yesterday.
After office, while my officemates played badminton as part of our regular work-life balance in our department, I opted not to join but rather have my "me" time.
My agenda: to look for a leather belt, buy vitamin supliments and eat.
Here's what happened:
I usually start my "me" time with a prayer (at kung sinisipag-sipag ako, binubuo ang misa) at the nearest church. I would pray that I would have a good "me" time. But rather, this time, I asked God for a fruitful "me" time. And that's what happened.
I first came to National Book Store to see some good titles. I found this book written by my favorite author Bo Sanchez entitled "How to Live a Life of Miracles". It is priced Php250. So I thought it would be the same price as in Powerbooks. So I went to powerbooks only to find out it is priced Php295. So I went back to National and finally bought the book. Presto, I saved Php45.
Next agenda: Leather belt.
So I went to Memo and Celio just to find out their belts cost Php1,000+. No way! Agenda: crossed. Not this time.
As I was about to go to the Food Choices to eat my dinner, a man with a leaflet of WWF appproached me and invited me to sponsor their cause. Without batting an eyelash, I said yes. I don't know what's in me to actually agree to sponsor them that quickly, after all it would be a continuous donation (on a monthly basis). Whew. I am not easily been dragged to that sort of giving but somehow I did. Well that's ok, I said to myself, it's for a good cause.
After eating my dinner, I went to Mercury for the vitamins I am to buy, went back to office for the 7 o'clock shuttle.
At the dorm, I read the book that I bought. And to my surprise, I read it in one sitting! (Actually in one lying! hehehe). That I never had done in my lifetime.
That night was the best, so far, and I may say the most fruitful "me" time I had.
After office, while my officemates played badminton as part of our regular work-life balance in our department, I opted not to join but rather have my "me" time.
My agenda: to look for a leather belt, buy vitamin supliments and eat.
Here's what happened:
I usually start my "me" time with a prayer (at kung sinisipag-sipag ako, binubuo ang misa) at the nearest church. I would pray that I would have a good "me" time. But rather, this time, I asked God for a fruitful "me" time. And that's what happened.
I first came to National Book Store to see some good titles. I found this book written by my favorite author Bo Sanchez entitled "How to Live a Life of Miracles". It is priced Php250. So I thought it would be the same price as in Powerbooks. So I went to powerbooks only to find out it is priced Php295. So I went back to National and finally bought the book. Presto, I saved Php45.
Next agenda: Leather belt.
So I went to Memo and Celio just to find out their belts cost Php1,000+. No way! Agenda: crossed. Not this time.
As I was about to go to the Food Choices to eat my dinner, a man with a leaflet of WWF appproached me and invited me to sponsor their cause. Without batting an eyelash, I said yes. I don't know what's in me to actually agree to sponsor them that quickly, after all it would be a continuous donation (on a monthly basis). Whew. I am not easily been dragged to that sort of giving but somehow I did. Well that's ok, I said to myself, it's for a good cause.
After eating my dinner, I went to Mercury for the vitamins I am to buy, went back to office for the 7 o'clock shuttle.
At the dorm, I read the book that I bought. And to my surprise, I read it in one sitting! (Actually in one lying! hehehe). That I never had done in my lifetime.
That night was the best, so far, and I may say the most fruitful "me" time I had.
22 June 2009
Cold War
I think I am in a silent war against a friend (sabihin na nating very close friend because for a time many think ako lang ang nakakaintindi sa trip nya).
I confronted him through e-mail when I read something from his blog. Malayong malayo sa pagkakakilala ko sa kanya. I didn't mean any harm to him when I confronted him but it seems he's not also used to me being like that.
He stopped writing from his blogsite but somehow I manages to peek into his new one, without telling him, in fact, I never talked to him after the confrontation. His words are striking. Whenever I read his posts, I feel pressed down.
I know I should not confronted him that way. It's my fault. I am honestly admitting I had a fault there, but I don't have any bad intention writing that "sermon" to him.
I lost a friend. I think I have insulted him. I am wrong. The damage has been done. I am sorry my friend.
But to tell you frankly, I am hurting too. I felt insulted also, specially the blog posts you have after my "sermon" to you.
I don't know if you are also following my blog posts the way I do to yours. But if you happen to, I would like to tell you I do not mean to insult you, or to break your spirit.
Let's have a time-off (sabi mo nga "Just stop there" so I will).
For a while, just enjoy your new found friends.
Time will come we'll forget about this.
Until we meet again, I would gladly tell you personally my apology.
I confronted him through e-mail when I read something from his blog. Malayong malayo sa pagkakakilala ko sa kanya. I didn't mean any harm to him when I confronted him but it seems he's not also used to me being like that.
He stopped writing from his blogsite but somehow I manages to peek into his new one, without telling him, in fact, I never talked to him after the confrontation. His words are striking. Whenever I read his posts, I feel pressed down.
I know I should not confronted him that way. It's my fault. I am honestly admitting I had a fault there, but I don't have any bad intention writing that "sermon" to him.
I lost a friend. I think I have insulted him. I am wrong. The damage has been done. I am sorry my friend.
But to tell you frankly, I am hurting too. I felt insulted also, specially the blog posts you have after my "sermon" to you.
I don't know if you are also following my blog posts the way I do to yours. But if you happen to, I would like to tell you I do not mean to insult you, or to break your spirit.
Let's have a time-off (sabi mo nga "Just stop there" so I will).
For a while, just enjoy your new found friends.
Time will come we'll forget about this.
Until we meet again, I would gladly tell you personally my apology.
17 June 2009
Just Close
I feel used again.
I can't explain, basta pakiramdam ko ginamit nanaman ako.
Nakakainis lang na parang ang siste e aligagang aligaga sya na akala mo sya ang nag-utos na gumawa ako nung kung anuman yun.
Kung sa akin lang naman, di ko kailangan ng recognition, pero yung may makinabang na iba sa recognition na dapat sa akin ang hindi ko palalampasin.
Minsan na nya kong inagawan ng recognition, o nakisakay sa pinaghirapan ko, na puntong sya ang sumikat pero ako ang nagpagod. Hinding hindi na ako papayag na muli nya akong nakawan, o makisakay sa kahit anong paraan.
Please lang. Tama na ang kaartehan mo. Hindi ka importante.
I can't explain, basta pakiramdam ko ginamit nanaman ako.
Nakakainis lang na parang ang siste e aligagang aligaga sya na akala mo sya ang nag-utos na gumawa ako nung kung anuman yun.
Kung sa akin lang naman, di ko kailangan ng recognition, pero yung may makinabang na iba sa recognition na dapat sa akin ang hindi ko palalampasin.
Minsan na nya kong inagawan ng recognition, o nakisakay sa pinaghirapan ko, na puntong sya ang sumikat pero ako ang nagpagod. Hinding hindi na ako papayag na muli nya akong nakawan, o makisakay sa kahit anong paraan.
Please lang. Tama na ang kaartehan mo. Hindi ka importante.
10 June 2009
Long-term Goals
It's been around 6 months since I created a list of my goals/wishes for this year 2009. My goals there are set to be completed by the end of the year. It is the first time I did a list for my goals and its progress are monitored monthly.
Now, there are goals that are trying to come into my mine that I never had thought when I am doing that list, although I may say these could not happen within the year (so technically can't be part of that list). Let me share these to you:
1. I wanted to have my own car. Now I realized the practicality of having my own car. I can go to wherever I want not thinking of what transportation means to take. I had a very hard time commuting specially during rush hours. Imagine me at the crowded MRT. Whew. That's always my problem. Kung minsan, tingin ko hihimatayin na lang ako bigla sa loob ng siksikang MRT dahil indi na ko makahinga at di na kaya ng katawan ko ang stress ng mabibigat na katawan ng taong tumutulak sakin.
2. I want to go back to school. I told myself before even graduating that I will pursue another course. Not that I don't want my course way back in college, but I want to experience more knowledge. Civil Engineering, Management Engineering, Business Administration, Architecture, Masters in ChemEngg - these are the courses I wanted to pursue. But I think I don't have drive right now to go back to school, yet I know I want to. Maybe I should be conditioning myself more. I wanted to be an Atenista when I was small, but because my parents can only afford the tuition of UST, I became a Thomasian. I don't regret being a Thomasian though. Now, if ever I will go back to school, I still want to be an Atenista.
These two are what I am taking into considerations now. Probably I'll have these at my goal list next year. But one thing is still lacking on me to pursue these - money. It takes a lot of money to be an Atenista, and car is not something you can buy in a month's salary. So I think this should be my first priority for now - how will I raise my own funds to support these goals I have in mind.
Now, there are goals that are trying to come into my mine that I never had thought when I am doing that list, although I may say these could not happen within the year (so technically can't be part of that list). Let me share these to you:
1. I wanted to have my own car. Now I realized the practicality of having my own car. I can go to wherever I want not thinking of what transportation means to take. I had a very hard time commuting specially during rush hours. Imagine me at the crowded MRT. Whew. That's always my problem. Kung minsan, tingin ko hihimatayin na lang ako bigla sa loob ng siksikang MRT dahil indi na ko makahinga at di na kaya ng katawan ko ang stress ng mabibigat na katawan ng taong tumutulak sakin.
2. I want to go back to school. I told myself before even graduating that I will pursue another course. Not that I don't want my course way back in college, but I want to experience more knowledge. Civil Engineering, Management Engineering, Business Administration, Architecture, Masters in ChemEngg - these are the courses I wanted to pursue. But I think I don't have drive right now to go back to school, yet I know I want to. Maybe I should be conditioning myself more. I wanted to be an Atenista when I was small, but because my parents can only afford the tuition of UST, I became a Thomasian. I don't regret being a Thomasian though. Now, if ever I will go back to school, I still want to be an Atenista.
These two are what I am taking into considerations now. Probably I'll have these at my goal list next year. But one thing is still lacking on me to pursue these - money. It takes a lot of money to be an Atenista, and car is not something you can buy in a month's salary. So I think this should be my first priority for now - how will I raise my own funds to support these goals I have in mind.
01 June 2009
Balot-Buniag Nuptials (31May2009, Tarlac City)
Yesterday, I witnessed the wedding of my friend Vic John to his long-time girlfriend, now his wife, Lailanie. This is the first time I became abay for a friends wedding. The last time I had a chance to be abay was the wedding of my eldest sister in 1995. This was also the first wedding I attended after a long while.
The moment the bride walked the aisle, I looked at my friend and told myself, they really love each other. The sparks on their eyes are totally indescribable, they are in love.
The wedding itself is very much fun. That, I can say, is the most creative wedding I ever attended. As part of the entourage, the pictorial before, during and after the ceremony is a little bit different. Very creative are the photographers, really catched the moments. And not to mention, some on-site photo where already flashed in the screen during reception, all editting completed (they preseneted it in a video collection of pictures) in just a short period of time.
The programme during reception is also unique. Instead of the usual throwing of boquet and garter, the single ladies are asked to choose riboons "attached" to the boquet. The lady who has the ribbon in which the boquet is really attached to is the winner (don't know what should we call it, probably the lady to put on the hot seat). The same is with the bachelors. Luckily, I didn't got the ribbon attached to the garter.
I wish I could have the photos soon. Photos are better story teller than me, i guess.
And for the couple, I wish their relationship will continue to go stronger and their love for each other remains with them for lifetime, I am sure it will.
The moment the bride walked the aisle, I looked at my friend and told myself, they really love each other. The sparks on their eyes are totally indescribable, they are in love.
The wedding itself is very much fun. That, I can say, is the most creative wedding I ever attended. As part of the entourage, the pictorial before, during and after the ceremony is a little bit different. Very creative are the photographers, really catched the moments. And not to mention, some on-site photo where already flashed in the screen during reception, all editting completed (they preseneted it in a video collection of pictures) in just a short period of time.
The programme during reception is also unique. Instead of the usual throwing of boquet and garter, the single ladies are asked to choose riboons "attached" to the boquet. The lady who has the ribbon in which the boquet is really attached to is the winner (don't know what should we call it, probably the lady to put on the hot seat). The same is with the bachelors. Luckily, I didn't got the ribbon attached to the garter.
I wish I could have the photos soon. Photos are better story teller than me, i guess.
And for the couple, I wish their relationship will continue to go stronger and their love for each other remains with them for lifetime, I am sure it will.
27 May 2009
The First Community I Belong (Now I Am Not Anymore An Outcast!)
I am now officially a part of CFC Singles for Christ.
After 1 monday (the orientation day) and 12 tuesdays (for 12 talks) of attending the Christian Life Program, the Couples for Christ Community welcomed me, along side 9 other coleagues , as part of their growing community here at our office yesterday night.
The session yesterday started with the usual singing of praise songs and prayers, and after which a short message from one of the people behind this event to complete the 12 talks for the CLP. But right after the talk, the usual group discussion didn't happen. Instead, a commitment/covenant card was distributed. This is like our contract of being faithful to Him and to the community. After being prayed over by the group, the community officially welcomed us as part of the CFC Singles for Christ (for Sir Dan, since he's married, he was welcomed to the Servants of Christ).
The group gave us our IDs and a kit that includes a sticker of CFC-SFC, which they say we must put on our cars (so do I need to buy a car now? just kidding!) a bible guide, a rosary guide (with a picture of Mama Mary carrying Baby Jesus both in Chinese traditional costume, really struck me) and other documents for our own personal use in our prayer times.
It is true that we can not transform into what is desirable overnight. So I may confess, I am not yet fully transformed, but somehow I am pretty much sure I am going there. By the Grace of God and through this community, I'm sure I will.
May God be praised!
PS:
When we read our commitment card, I told God, "You know I am not good at commitment, that's one thing for sure and the reason why I am what I am right now, but I am making this covenant with you tonight, help me. May this be the start of me making a commitment, commitment to You and the Faith, and commitment to others in any way."
PS2:
After we have eaten our dinner at Festival Mall, the rain poured. We are going home to the dorm when it rained. We don't have umbrellas with us so we braved the rain. Rain, in the Philippines suggests grace and blessings, somehow reminding us "be ready for a storm of grace and blessings." Wet as I when home last night, and now, I think I am on the process of catching a cold. I hope not.
After 1 monday (the orientation day) and 12 tuesdays (for 12 talks) of attending the Christian Life Program, the Couples for Christ Community welcomed me, along side 9 other coleagues , as part of their growing community here at our office yesterday night.
The session yesterday started with the usual singing of praise songs and prayers, and after which a short message from one of the people behind this event to complete the 12 talks for the CLP. But right after the talk, the usual group discussion didn't happen. Instead, a commitment/covenant card was distributed. This is like our contract of being faithful to Him and to the community. After being prayed over by the group, the community officially welcomed us as part of the CFC Singles for Christ (for Sir Dan, since he's married, he was welcomed to the Servants of Christ).
The group gave us our IDs and a kit that includes a sticker of CFC-SFC, which they say we must put on our cars (so do I need to buy a car now? just kidding!) a bible guide, a rosary guide (with a picture of Mama Mary carrying Baby Jesus both in Chinese traditional costume, really struck me) and other documents for our own personal use in our prayer times.
It is true that we can not transform into what is desirable overnight. So I may confess, I am not yet fully transformed, but somehow I am pretty much sure I am going there. By the Grace of God and through this community, I'm sure I will.
May God be praised!
PS:
When we read our commitment card, I told God, "You know I am not good at commitment, that's one thing for sure and the reason why I am what I am right now, but I am making this covenant with you tonight, help me. May this be the start of me making a commitment, commitment to You and the Faith, and commitment to others in any way."
PS2:
After we have eaten our dinner at Festival Mall, the rain poured. We are going home to the dorm when it rained. We don't have umbrellas with us so we braved the rain. Rain, in the Philippines suggests grace and blessings, somehow reminding us "be ready for a storm of grace and blessings." Wet as I when home last night, and now, I think I am on the process of catching a cold. I hope not.
04 May 2009
The South Luzon "Not-So-Express"way on a Monday Morning
I am late!
For the very first time in my 17 months here in JPhil, I was marked 15 minutes late this morning (I timed in at 8:05 but since the company has the 15 minute rule, I was charged 15 minutes), thanks to the "express" of the South Luzon Expressway.
It was a monday, the first day of the work week. So I will be going to the office from our house in Malabon and not the usual dorm. I left the house at 5:30 am, as usual. During ordinary mondays, this time frame of mine assures me that I am at office by 7:15 am. So that means, if worst comes to worse, I still have more or less 45 minutes to spare.
But this monday is unusual. The bus I took at the Pedro Gil station of the LRT leaves the station at 6.37 am (that's what's written in the bus ticket altough I checked my watch and it's only 6:20 am). The bus didn't stoppped into many stop-overs, because probably the driver is on a race with the other bus company's bus driver. So I thought I would arrive at the office early. So the bus passed by the Skyway and that is the beginning of my early agony. Traffic is very much terrible, I even saw a man, alight the bus he is into along SLEX, seeing a very small and low hole in the expressway's fence, and hop in to have his walk at the service road instead. Just before the bus touched ground from the Bicutan exit of the skyway, upto pass the Sucat interchange, the traffic is literally moving the phase of a turtle. So I thought, it maybe because of the on-going construction of the phase 2 of skyway to Alabang.
But no, the construction hadn't created that very heavy traffic even in rush hours (o yes, the construction of skyway phase 2 makes you finished the entire rosary before even approaching Sucat if you entered the Alabang toll, but this heavy traffic in the morning is? No!). So I asked myself? what could went wrong? The funny thing is that the reason that comes into my mind is that many Filipinos are going back to the provinces after they watched the Pacquiao-Hatton fight at restos in the metro, hehehe. What a nice thought!
The real reason is still uncertain to me, but I saw something that might be a clue for the real reason. I saw sawdust and stinky gasoline (I think so, it's red liquid and it smells one) scattered along the road (southbound just before entering Cupang). So maybe I guess, there must be a tanker that toppled over a few minutes before. I hope nobody was hurt.
The other not-so-good part of that morning, I was scheduled to talk to my CLP facilitator for our one on one discussion that morning. Fortunately, he understood.
For the very first time in my 17 months here in JPhil, I was marked 15 minutes late this morning (I timed in at 8:05 but since the company has the 15 minute rule, I was charged 15 minutes), thanks to the "express" of the South Luzon Expressway.
It was a monday, the first day of the work week. So I will be going to the office from our house in Malabon and not the usual dorm. I left the house at 5:30 am, as usual. During ordinary mondays, this time frame of mine assures me that I am at office by 7:15 am. So that means, if worst comes to worse, I still have more or less 45 minutes to spare.
But this monday is unusual. The bus I took at the Pedro Gil station of the LRT leaves the station at 6.37 am (that's what's written in the bus ticket altough I checked my watch and it's only 6:20 am). The bus didn't stoppped into many stop-overs, because probably the driver is on a race with the other bus company's bus driver. So I thought I would arrive at the office early. So the bus passed by the Skyway and that is the beginning of my early agony. Traffic is very much terrible, I even saw a man, alight the bus he is into along SLEX, seeing a very small and low hole in the expressway's fence, and hop in to have his walk at the service road instead. Just before the bus touched ground from the Bicutan exit of the skyway, upto pass the Sucat interchange, the traffic is literally moving the phase of a turtle. So I thought, it maybe because of the on-going construction of the phase 2 of skyway to Alabang.
But no, the construction hadn't created that very heavy traffic even in rush hours (o yes, the construction of skyway phase 2 makes you finished the entire rosary before even approaching Sucat if you entered the Alabang toll, but this heavy traffic in the morning is? No!). So I asked myself? what could went wrong? The funny thing is that the reason that comes into my mind is that many Filipinos are going back to the provinces after they watched the Pacquiao-Hatton fight at restos in the metro, hehehe. What a nice thought!
The real reason is still uncertain to me, but I saw something that might be a clue for the real reason. I saw sawdust and stinky gasoline (I think so, it's red liquid and it smells one) scattered along the road (southbound just before entering Cupang). So maybe I guess, there must be a tanker that toppled over a few minutes before. I hope nobody was hurt.
The other not-so-good part of that morning, I was scheduled to talk to my CLP facilitator for our one on one discussion that morning. Fortunately, he understood.
30 April 2009
Summer Rain
April is just about to end today.
Here in the Philippines, it is technically summer season (summer is from mid March to late mid May) but it seem not to be what's happening right now.
It has been raining for 3 straight weeks now.
Reminds me of June/July wherein, most students get lazy going to school because of the not-so-fine weather. Also, my beloved coastal city of Malabon is on the peak of stardom in all forms of media becuase of its infamous product - floodwater.
Can we still consider this a summer? I don't know.
Luckily, my coastal town is not yet into floodings, maybe because the tide cycle is still in good shape.
Here in the Philippines, it is technically summer season (summer is from mid March to late mid May) but it seem not to be what's happening right now.
It has been raining for 3 straight weeks now.
Reminds me of June/July wherein, most students get lazy going to school because of the not-so-fine weather. Also, my beloved coastal city of Malabon is on the peak of stardom in all forms of media becuase of its infamous product - floodwater.
Can we still consider this a summer? I don't know.
Luckily, my coastal town is not yet into floodings, maybe because the tide cycle is still in good shape.
Empty
I am not so much into mingling with friends lately.
I don't know why.
They are my close friends but somehow, I didn't enjoy their company.
All was in me during these days with them are blank minds.
What was it? I don't know.
What I do know is I hate this feeling. Empty.
I don't know why.
They are my close friends but somehow, I didn't enjoy their company.
All was in me during these days with them are blank minds.
What was it? I don't know.
What I do know is I hate this feeling. Empty.
20 April 2009
Bataan Summer 2009 Adventure
Last Saturday, our department went to a beach resort in Morong, Bataan for our annual department summer outing. This is the second time I am joining the department outing (and it is my second summer here at JPhil).
The way to Bataan
Since I am living in the northern part of the Metro, it is convenient for me to be picked-up somewhere before the North Luzon Expressway than to go back to the office (which is the southern tip of the Metro). So my colleagues decided, they are to pick me up at Trinoma, along with Ms. Ampy, Jeckoy, and Ruben's family. I was the first one to be there, at around 7:30. And after an hour, the van than we rent came at the pick-up location. Whew! The sun is hot but it is ok. I never lost my patience. And in a short while, we are off to conquer Bataan! Yahoo! With a little stop overs to have our fixs (We stopped at the Candaba Wetlands, The gasoline station along NLEx to take our call of nature and to buy some stuffs, and at Balanga town proper for our lunch and to fetch a nameless girl, I am sorry, never had a chance to know her name, hehehe.) at around 2:30, we find ourselves at the resort - Juness Beach Resort.
The Resort
The resort is not as grand as expected. It is probably a 2-star resort, but we may say, it did look good and clean, so there will be minimal, if not, totally no problem for us. THe facility is good, except for the pool, which is a bit far from our accomodation (I not even seen it myself, they say it is so small). The rooms are also very neat and ordered. I was assigned in one room with Ryan, Vernard and Alfons. While Alfons and Ryan played DOTA in our room, me and Vernard, like excited child, went to see the sands separately. Vernard starts to swim at the beach while I enjoy the sands, wetting my feet from the waves coming to the shore. The rest came and we played beach volleyball. I am not a good player, I must say I played horrible. And after we called the game quit, I immidiately went to the water for some dip and wave shooting. The waves that time are huged, frightening but fun. With a very little time, we didn't felt afraid of the waves but rather so much enjoying it. The feel of asking for more waves is in oour heads that time.
The cloud started to get dark as the night approach and waves got bigger and bigger, the lifeguard signals that there should be no one swimming at the sea by that time, so we stopped swimming and went back to our rooms to get ready for dinner.
The Dinner
The resort has it's own restaurant inside. I must say they are one of the many overpriced restaurant you could have imagine. My meal cost me Php185 for a stick of chicken barbeque, a cup of rice and a glass of iced tea. And the service, it is so fast I lost my patience. We waited for around an hour before our meals are served, and when the time comes, the sizzling plate of Ate Carol is not longer sizzling, you could even touch the plate for an hour without a degree Celcius change in your finger's temperature.
Bonfire
After a the dinner, we went to the beach side again, but this time for a bonfire. Roasted mallows and chocolate sandwiched in graham crakers are simply the best! We rented a videoke but unfortunately, there is no available unit for us, so we sticked to eating mallows and hotdogs, while singing. Manong and Ryan, played the guitar while we requested songs and sing with them. It is a totally different bonding experience.
Day 2
After breakfast (I should have to say this, I waited another hour and tons of expediting for my toasts to be served, the omelet came faster, the toasts did not!), we head back to the beach to catch more waves. This time, waves are bigger and they came in smaller intervals, but it didn't gave us the idea not to pursue the swim. We also made a sand castle, all complete with Kuya Wacky's Dam to protect the castle from being hit by the waves. There we met new friends, a local siblings who watched us and helped us in building the sand castles.
After a lot of picture taking, we leave the resort to head back to Manila. While the waves are still inviting us to come, we are to go back home. So we went inside the van and head towards home.
The Side Trip - Shrine of the Valors (Mt. Samat, Diwa, Pilar, Bataan)
Before going back home, we decided to visit the Bataan Cross on the top of Mt. Samat. The other van didn't pushed through because the driver wouldn't want to take the risk. So they head to Balanga to eat their lunch there.
The slope of the treck is very steep but the ride is worthy. We walked from the parking space to the foot of the cross, I think it is more than hundreds of steps. Inside the cross is an elevator that lead us to the horizontal part of the cross. At that point, the Bataan Peninsula can be seen in a bird's eyeview. What a lovely scenery! It made me love my Philippines more.
SCTEx - the best expressway so far
After eating our lunch at the Balanga town proper, we continue our travel back to Manila. We used the newly opened Subic-Clark-Tarlac Expressway (SCTEx) for easier faster travel. Men, the sights is the best! Endless view of unadulterated fields of rice and other crops. Mountains so perfectly and carefully carved to give way to the road (by the way, Ate Anna told us it is the mountain the myths are saying that Bernardo Carpio splited into two). Smooth ride, efficient travel, we take Dinalupihan to Clark in 30 minutes and Php88!
We say, the best time to enjoy nature and friendship is summer. And with this experience I had last weekend, I must say we are right. I enjoyed so much the summer weekend. It made me realize how blessed we are Filipinos to have this beautiful country. It made me think on how genius God is, He planned a perfectly wonderful nature.
I love the water so much, I wanted to have my own beachfront.
I love the earth so much, the gush of wind and the sight of greens thrilled me.
I love the Philippines so much, it made me proud to say this is Paradise.
The way to Bataan
Since I am living in the northern part of the Metro, it is convenient for me to be picked-up somewhere before the North Luzon Expressway than to go back to the office (which is the southern tip of the Metro). So my colleagues decided, they are to pick me up at Trinoma, along with Ms. Ampy, Jeckoy, and Ruben's family. I was the first one to be there, at around 7:30. And after an hour, the van than we rent came at the pick-up location. Whew! The sun is hot but it is ok. I never lost my patience. And in a short while, we are off to conquer Bataan! Yahoo! With a little stop overs to have our fixs (We stopped at the Candaba Wetlands, The gasoline station along NLEx to take our call of nature and to buy some stuffs, and at Balanga town proper for our lunch and to fetch a nameless girl, I am sorry, never had a chance to know her name, hehehe.) at around 2:30, we find ourselves at the resort - Juness Beach Resort.
The Resort
The resort is not as grand as expected. It is probably a 2-star resort, but we may say, it did look good and clean, so there will be minimal, if not, totally no problem for us. THe facility is good, except for the pool, which is a bit far from our accomodation (I not even seen it myself, they say it is so small). The rooms are also very neat and ordered. I was assigned in one room with Ryan, Vernard and Alfons. While Alfons and Ryan played DOTA in our room, me and Vernard, like excited child, went to see the sands separately. Vernard starts to swim at the beach while I enjoy the sands, wetting my feet from the waves coming to the shore. The rest came and we played beach volleyball. I am not a good player, I must say I played horrible. And after we called the game quit, I immidiately went to the water for some dip and wave shooting. The waves that time are huged, frightening but fun. With a very little time, we didn't felt afraid of the waves but rather so much enjoying it. The feel of asking for more waves is in oour heads that time.
The cloud started to get dark as the night approach and waves got bigger and bigger, the lifeguard signals that there should be no one swimming at the sea by that time, so we stopped swimming and went back to our rooms to get ready for dinner.
The Dinner
The resort has it's own restaurant inside. I must say they are one of the many overpriced restaurant you could have imagine. My meal cost me Php185 for a stick of chicken barbeque, a cup of rice and a glass of iced tea. And the service, it is so fast I lost my patience. We waited for around an hour before our meals are served, and when the time comes, the sizzling plate of Ate Carol is not longer sizzling, you could even touch the plate for an hour without a degree Celcius change in your finger's temperature.
Bonfire
After a the dinner, we went to the beach side again, but this time for a bonfire. Roasted mallows and chocolate sandwiched in graham crakers are simply the best! We rented a videoke but unfortunately, there is no available unit for us, so we sticked to eating mallows and hotdogs, while singing. Manong and Ryan, played the guitar while we requested songs and sing with them. It is a totally different bonding experience.
Day 2
After breakfast (I should have to say this, I waited another hour and tons of expediting for my toasts to be served, the omelet came faster, the toasts did not!), we head back to the beach to catch more waves. This time, waves are bigger and they came in smaller intervals, but it didn't gave us the idea not to pursue the swim. We also made a sand castle, all complete with Kuya Wacky's Dam to protect the castle from being hit by the waves. There we met new friends, a local siblings who watched us and helped us in building the sand castles.
After a lot of picture taking, we leave the resort to head back to Manila. While the waves are still inviting us to come, we are to go back home. So we went inside the van and head towards home.
The Side Trip - Shrine of the Valors (Mt. Samat, Diwa, Pilar, Bataan)
Before going back home, we decided to visit the Bataan Cross on the top of Mt. Samat. The other van didn't pushed through because the driver wouldn't want to take the risk. So they head to Balanga to eat their lunch there.
The slope of the treck is very steep but the ride is worthy. We walked from the parking space to the foot of the cross, I think it is more than hundreds of steps. Inside the cross is an elevator that lead us to the horizontal part of the cross. At that point, the Bataan Peninsula can be seen in a bird's eyeview. What a lovely scenery! It made me love my Philippines more.
SCTEx - the best expressway so far
After eating our lunch at the Balanga town proper, we continue our travel back to Manila. We used the newly opened Subic-Clark-Tarlac Expressway (SCTEx) for easier faster travel. Men, the sights is the best! Endless view of unadulterated fields of rice and other crops. Mountains so perfectly and carefully carved to give way to the road (by the way, Ate Anna told us it is the mountain the myths are saying that Bernardo Carpio splited into two). Smooth ride, efficient travel, we take Dinalupihan to Clark in 30 minutes and Php88!
We say, the best time to enjoy nature and friendship is summer. And with this experience I had last weekend, I must say we are right. I enjoyed so much the summer weekend. It made me realize how blessed we are Filipinos to have this beautiful country. It made me think on how genius God is, He planned a perfectly wonderful nature.
I love the water so much, I wanted to have my own beachfront.
I love the earth so much, the gush of wind and the sight of greens thrilled me.
I love the Philippines so much, it made me proud to say this is Paradise.
15 April 2009
Count Your Blessings
In this time of economic strive, it may seem best to complain and point fingers to blame.
Here's a sad really of discontentment, not only of a few, but majority of the world's population.
But somehow, should we really be doing all this negative toughts?
One day, I asked myself why am I in to this little budgeting problem. Maybe it is because of my compulsive buying and eating-out. Or maybe because I expected to have money (bonus, increase and all) by a time but didn't pushed through. Or maybe because I am so much meek to ask those who have debts on me to pay me right now. Complain and blame, that whould be the mastery of everyone.
But somehow a tought struck me days before.
Should I not be thanking God I still have a job?
Sometimes, when all things fail, we tend to complain and ask Him, "What the heck are You doing to me? Am I not serving You enough to deserve more than this?"
Are we not suppose to say "Thank You for this another day, a chance for me to better my life."
We should be thankful about everything, for He knows He is God, and He knows what He is doing. He is the Ultimate Engineer - long before creating, he layed-out the plan. Trust instead of complaining. Accept instead of blaming.
Thank You Lord and I am sorry for my ways. I trust you and I am ready to accept the bountiful plan you have for me.
Here's a sad really of discontentment, not only of a few, but majority of the world's population.
But somehow, should we really be doing all this negative toughts?
One day, I asked myself why am I in to this little budgeting problem. Maybe it is because of my compulsive buying and eating-out. Or maybe because I expected to have money (bonus, increase and all) by a time but didn't pushed through. Or maybe because I am so much meek to ask those who have debts on me to pay me right now. Complain and blame, that whould be the mastery of everyone.
But somehow a tought struck me days before.
Should I not be thanking God I still have a job?
Sometimes, when all things fail, we tend to complain and ask Him, "What the heck are You doing to me? Am I not serving You enough to deserve more than this?"
Are we not suppose to say "Thank You for this another day, a chance for me to better my life."
We should be thankful about everything, for He knows He is God, and He knows what He is doing. He is the Ultimate Engineer - long before creating, he layed-out the plan. Trust instead of complaining. Accept instead of blaming.
Thank You Lord and I am sorry for my ways. I trust you and I am ready to accept the bountiful plan you have for me.
01 April 2009
About Blank
There's nothing much to say.
Wala lang magawa and now trying to compose a post.
Sometimes, I do have matters to post in this blog, but unfurtunately, when time gave me opportunity to log-on to my blog, I can't seem to compose it properly. The ending, these thoughts disappear in thin air forever - unrecorded, forgotten.
This time, I had free time to do this post, but no idea seems to pop in my mind for a nice post.
This is the typical situation of my after-the-office mondays through thursday (excluding tuesdays, I have a very important schedule every tuesday nights). After the 5 o'clock bell, people one by one leave the office while I remain here at my desk, doing nothing.
I am waiting for 6 o'clock or past to have my dinner at the canteen, and wait for 7 to ride the shuttle service to dorm.
You see, I am living at our company's dormitory and only during weekends I go back home. I don't know how to cook so that's why I need to wait for the canteen to open for dinner so could have my night's meal.
Going home (what I mean is the dormitory) that early bores me. You know, an introvert-slash-weird like me don't know how to start a conversation so the moment I go to our dorm until early morning before going to office, I am all alone in my dorm room, listining to radio, reading books (and yes bible too) and do what a typical introvert/geek/weird would do - talk to himself and dream.
It seems to be boring, but you know what? I think I am getting use of it.
O, should I want to say this:
I am planning to stage a new blog, and I am thinking of posting trivias and other informations that may be of help or not to anyone reading it. Dork!
Wala lang magawa and now trying to compose a post.
Sometimes, I do have matters to post in this blog, but unfurtunately, when time gave me opportunity to log-on to my blog, I can't seem to compose it properly. The ending, these thoughts disappear in thin air forever - unrecorded, forgotten.
This time, I had free time to do this post, but no idea seems to pop in my mind for a nice post.
This is the typical situation of my after-the-office mondays through thursday (excluding tuesdays, I have a very important schedule every tuesday nights). After the 5 o'clock bell, people one by one leave the office while I remain here at my desk, doing nothing.
I am waiting for 6 o'clock or past to have my dinner at the canteen, and wait for 7 to ride the shuttle service to dorm.
You see, I am living at our company's dormitory and only during weekends I go back home. I don't know how to cook so that's why I need to wait for the canteen to open for dinner so could have my night's meal.
Going home (what I mean is the dormitory) that early bores me. You know, an introvert-slash-weird like me don't know how to start a conversation so the moment I go to our dorm until early morning before going to office, I am all alone in my dorm room, listining to radio, reading books (and yes bible too) and do what a typical introvert/geek/weird would do - talk to himself and dream.
It seems to be boring, but you know what? I think I am getting use of it.
O, should I want to say this:
I am planning to stage a new blog, and I am thinking of posting trivias and other informations that may be of help or not to anyone reading it. Dork!
30 March 2009
The War At Home
This made my morning.
I read an article from abs-cbnnews.com condemning this article by a Hong Kong Chinese writer.
so I went googling the article. (www.hk-magazine.com/feature/war-home)
You see, I myself is always proud of my heritage. My mother is half Filipino and half Chinese.
My maternal grandfather was an exile from Amoy, the modern Xiamen City in the Fujian Province. So technically, I am a Tsinoy too. But my being Filipino being insulted by the second race I had embraced is very much of a disheartening to me, and I bet to most, if not all, Tsinoys living here in the Philippines and all over the world, much likely, the pure Filipinos, specially those who's living are domestic jobs here and abroad.
A total insult to the Philippine race!
The War At Home
March 27th, 2009
The Russians sank a Hong Kong freighter last month, killing the seven Chinese seamen on board. We can live with that—Lenin and Stalin were once the ideological mentors of all Chinese people. The Japanese planted a flag on Dià oyú Island. That’s no big problem—we Hong Kong Chinese love Japanese cartoons, Hello Kitty, and shopping in Shinjuku, let alone our round-the-clock obsession with karaoke.
But hold on—even the Filipinos? Manila has just claimed sovereignty over the scattered rocks in the South China Sea called the Spratly Islands, complete with a blatant threat from its congress to send gunboats to the South China Sea to defend the islands from China if necessary. This is beyond reproach. The reason: there are more than 130,000 Filipina maids working as $3,580-a-month cheap labor in Hong Kong. As a nation of servants, you don’t flex your muscles at your master, from whom you earn most of your bread and butter.
As a patriotic Chinese man, the news has made my blood boil. I summoned Louisa, my domestic assistant who holds a degree in international politics from the University of Manila, hung a map on the wall, and gave her a harsh lecture. I sternly warned her that if she wants her wages increased next year, she had better tell every one of her compatriots in Statue Square on Sunday that the entirety of the Spratly Islands belongs to China.
Grimly, I told her that if war breaks out between the Philippines and China, I would have to end her employment and send her straight home, because I would not risk the crime of treason for sponsoring an enemy of the state by paying her to wash my toilet and clean my windows 16 hours a day. With that money, she would pay taxes to her government, and they would fund a navy to invade our motherland and deeply hurt my feelings.
Oh yes. The government of the Philippines would certainly be wrong if they think we Chinese are prepared to swallow their insult and sit back and lose a Falkland Islands War in the Far East. They may have Barack Obama and the hawkish American military behind them, but we have a hostage in each of our homes in the Mid-Levels or higher. Some of my friends told me they have already declared a state of emergency at home. Their maids have been made to shout "China, Madam/Sir" loudly whenever they hear the word "Spratly." They say the indoctrination is working as wonderfully as when we used to shout, "Long live Chairman Mao!" at the sight of a portrait of our Great Leader during the Cultural Revolution. I’m not sure if that’s going a bit too far, at least for the time being.
Chip Tsao is a best-selling author and columnist. A former reporter for the BBC, his columns have also appeared in Apple Daily, Next Magazine and CUP Magazine, among others.
I read an article from abs-cbnnews.com condemning this article by a Hong Kong Chinese writer.
so I went googling the article. (www.hk-magazine.com/feature/war-home)
You see, I myself is always proud of my heritage. My mother is half Filipino and half Chinese.
My maternal grandfather was an exile from Amoy, the modern Xiamen City in the Fujian Province. So technically, I am a Tsinoy too. But my being Filipino being insulted by the second race I had embraced is very much of a disheartening to me, and I bet to most, if not all, Tsinoys living here in the Philippines and all over the world, much likely, the pure Filipinos, specially those who's living are domestic jobs here and abroad.
A total insult to the Philippine race!
The War At Home
March 27th, 2009
The Russians sank a Hong Kong freighter last month, killing the seven Chinese seamen on board. We can live with that—Lenin and Stalin were once the ideological mentors of all Chinese people. The Japanese planted a flag on Dià oyú Island. That’s no big problem—we Hong Kong Chinese love Japanese cartoons, Hello Kitty, and shopping in Shinjuku, let alone our round-the-clock obsession with karaoke.
But hold on—even the Filipinos? Manila has just claimed sovereignty over the scattered rocks in the South China Sea called the Spratly Islands, complete with a blatant threat from its congress to send gunboats to the South China Sea to defend the islands from China if necessary. This is beyond reproach. The reason: there are more than 130,000 Filipina maids working as $3,580-a-month cheap labor in Hong Kong. As a nation of servants, you don’t flex your muscles at your master, from whom you earn most of your bread and butter.
As a patriotic Chinese man, the news has made my blood boil. I summoned Louisa, my domestic assistant who holds a degree in international politics from the University of Manila, hung a map on the wall, and gave her a harsh lecture. I sternly warned her that if she wants her wages increased next year, she had better tell every one of her compatriots in Statue Square on Sunday that the entirety of the Spratly Islands belongs to China.
Grimly, I told her that if war breaks out between the Philippines and China, I would have to end her employment and send her straight home, because I would not risk the crime of treason for sponsoring an enemy of the state by paying her to wash my toilet and clean my windows 16 hours a day. With that money, she would pay taxes to her government, and they would fund a navy to invade our motherland and deeply hurt my feelings.
Oh yes. The government of the Philippines would certainly be wrong if they think we Chinese are prepared to swallow their insult and sit back and lose a Falkland Islands War in the Far East. They may have Barack Obama and the hawkish American military behind them, but we have a hostage in each of our homes in the Mid-Levels or higher. Some of my friends told me they have already declared a state of emergency at home. Their maids have been made to shout "China, Madam/Sir" loudly whenever they hear the word "Spratly." They say the indoctrination is working as wonderfully as when we used to shout, "Long live Chairman Mao!" at the sight of a portrait of our Great Leader during the Cultural Revolution. I’m not sure if that’s going a bit too far, at least for the time being.
Chip Tsao is a best-selling author and columnist. A former reporter for the BBC, his columns have also appeared in Apple Daily, Next Magazine and CUP Magazine, among others.
17 March 2009
I, a freak?
Yesterday, I went to ATC to have some walk.
As I went inside National bookstore, as usual I try to find some interesting book at the self-help/inspirational section. Found this book called 7 Secrets to Real Freedom by my favorite author Bo Sanchez. After three thoughts, I finally grab a copy ang went to the cashier for payment.
I went back to office because my things are there, and also becuase there is a shuttle service from office to dorm. A colleague of mine asked me where i went.
J: "San ka nagpunta?"
R: "Sa ATC, naghanap ako ng babasahin."
J: "Anong book?"
We are already at the elevator lobby this time. Ting! the elevetor opened.
R: "7 secrets"
J: "7 secrets of what?"
R: "to real freedom!"
J: "Freedom!? You're a freak!"
Well, I am. And I need this kind of book to treat me.
Everyone's a freak, we all have insanity. And I think, our purpose here is to see the goodness of everything behind its imperfections, its freakiness.
I don't need to explain.
Well, I wish this book will help me stop my hidden addictions. That's it.
As I went inside National bookstore, as usual I try to find some interesting book at the self-help/inspirational section. Found this book called 7 Secrets to Real Freedom by my favorite author Bo Sanchez. After three thoughts, I finally grab a copy ang went to the cashier for payment.
I went back to office because my things are there, and also becuase there is a shuttle service from office to dorm. A colleague of mine asked me where i went.
J: "San ka nagpunta?"
R: "Sa ATC, naghanap ako ng babasahin."
J: "Anong book?"
We are already at the elevator lobby this time. Ting! the elevetor opened.
R: "7 secrets"
J: "7 secrets of what?"
R: "to real freedom!"
J: "Freedom!? You're a freak!"
Well, I am. And I need this kind of book to treat me.
Everyone's a freak, we all have insanity. And I think, our purpose here is to see the goodness of everything behind its imperfections, its freakiness.
I don't need to explain.
Well, I wish this book will help me stop my hidden addictions. That's it.
03 March 2009
Wedding (part 2)
At syempre, indi pwedeng di makigulo ang prases kuligs.
wag nyo nang hanapin ang picture ko, wala ako dyan sa pics na yan, natural, ako kaya ang kumuha ng mga iyan.
Abe and Ate Bevs
Kuya Waky and Ate Jack
Jeff at di ko kilala
a Pastor and Mam Mel
a Bishop and Mam Jane
Moja, dimples ba hanap mo?
Ate Jane
Trial daw ng veil
Eto pa isang trial
Eden and Ate Agnes aka Ate Lucy
wag nyo nang hanapin ang picture ko, wala ako dyan sa pics na yan, natural, ako kaya ang kumuha ng mga iyan.
Abe and Ate Bevs
Kuya Waky and Ate Jack
Jeff at di ko kilala
a Pastor and Mam Mel
a Bishop and Mam Jane
Moja, dimples ba hanap mo?
Ate Jane
Trial daw ng veil
Eto pa isang trial
Eden and Ate Agnes aka Ate Lucy
22 February 2009
I Want to Go Here Very Soon
Here's a picture of Minato Mirai 21 in Yokohama City, Japan.
I found this picture at flicker.com
The leftmost building of the 3 descending buildings (the second tallest in the picture) is the site of our mother company's office.
There had been proposal of having me come to our Yokohama office by April or May. Hopefully, it will come true. Request for Assignment (RFA) is not yet prepared, but with high hopes, I want to claim the request. I am to see this place in real very soon. I hope so.
09 February 2009
Letting Go, Coming Back
It is Valentine's week again, and as usual, I am dateless again, rather still.
Yesterday, the priest on his sermon talks about the relationship of a son-in-law (which happens to be St. Peter) and his mother-in-law. The love of a mother to her son is the topic of the sermon. Of being in the state wherein she would have to realize her son is ready to be on his own, and start building his own family. He said, mothers should let go of their children.
That was nothing to do with the romantic love, but somehow I realize, i have to let go also. To let go of my feeelings for this special girl in my life that had been my inspiration for nearly a decade now. She was never been mine (that's what I know). But she always has a special place in my heart. Unfortunately, our beautiful love story never happened in reality, but still I hang on. Wishing someday she will break-up with her boyfriend and choose me over him.
I had let her go many times, but thoughts of her still comes back. I don't know. Is really a way of God telling me "be patient my child"? Or is is just plain stupidity. I don't know, all I know is I will never had a Valentine's date or any sort of date until I had let her go off my chest. I have to move on.
Yesterday, the priest on his sermon talks about the relationship of a son-in-law (which happens to be St. Peter) and his mother-in-law. The love of a mother to her son is the topic of the sermon. Of being in the state wherein she would have to realize her son is ready to be on his own, and start building his own family. He said, mothers should let go of their children.
That was nothing to do with the romantic love, but somehow I realize, i have to let go also. To let go of my feeelings for this special girl in my life that had been my inspiration for nearly a decade now. She was never been mine (that's what I know). But she always has a special place in my heart. Unfortunately, our beautiful love story never happened in reality, but still I hang on. Wishing someday she will break-up with her boyfriend and choose me over him.
I had let her go many times, but thoughts of her still comes back. I don't know. Is really a way of God telling me "be patient my child"? Or is is just plain stupidity. I don't know, all I know is I will never had a Valentine's date or any sort of date until I had let her go off my chest. I have to move on.
05 February 2009
The Royal Number
Video created by me-an, concept by yours truly. special thanks to anna for shooting jul at yokohama.
26 January 2009
I'm losing my hair!
"Roms, malapit ka nang mapanot!"
My sisters told me that when they found out a hairless spot on my scalp and the start of the thinning of my hair.
That is no surprise, it's in our genes.
I grew up seeing lolo Enteng (my paternal grandfather) as an old bald man. All his sons, including my father, have shiny forehead. Kuya Jun, my eldest paternal cousin lost his hair even before turning 30. I am to turn 25 this year, a big posibility to have my own moon on my head soon. Huwat? Am I to lose this hair?
This is heredetary, but I think it was also triggered by the hair products I had used and are using.
The gelled hair fashion started when I was in highschool. And of course, it is the in thing so I followed. Then comes the styling wax, then soon styling clay. I stopped using these styling products early last year, that is because my dermatologist wouldn't recommend it. She told me I have atopic psoriasis, in layman's term, I have a big dandruff problem. Really bad dandruff.
So I tried every anti-dandruff products I ever known.
Getting bald was never and will never be a surprise for me, after all my mother prepared me since I was a child I'm going that direction. I think it is pretty much cool.
Hairless it may soon but never will be brainless.
My sisters told me that when they found out a hairless spot on my scalp and the start of the thinning of my hair.
That is no surprise, it's in our genes.
I grew up seeing lolo Enteng (my paternal grandfather) as an old bald man. All his sons, including my father, have shiny forehead. Kuya Jun, my eldest paternal cousin lost his hair even before turning 30. I am to turn 25 this year, a big posibility to have my own moon on my head soon. Huwat? Am I to lose this hair?
This is heredetary, but I think it was also triggered by the hair products I had used and are using.
The gelled hair fashion started when I was in highschool. And of course, it is the in thing so I followed. Then comes the styling wax, then soon styling clay. I stopped using these styling products early last year, that is because my dermatologist wouldn't recommend it. She told me I have atopic psoriasis, in layman's term, I have a big dandruff problem. Really bad dandruff.
So I tried every anti-dandruff products I ever known.
Getting bald was never and will never be a surprise for me, after all my mother prepared me since I was a child I'm going that direction. I think it is pretty much cool.
Hairless it may soon but never will be brainless.
22 January 2009
the Philippines, prepare for the ASEAN Basketball League
Last monday, I found a news over the internet regarding a new basketball league in the ASEAN region. I don't know what made me feel excited about it. I am not a fan of basketball, I never has been, and I never had played serious basketball game in my whole life. The last time I played basketball was during my third year highschool PE class, and on that game I never had a shot on the basket, the ball not even touched the ring. But it made me realize, the Philippines has an edge on it.
Known to be the king of the asean hardcourt for decades, the Philippines will surely have a place in the finals of this league. And because of its home and away format, there will be more chances that at least 5,000 people will come to our country to play and watch the games. That means a good revenue specially to the hospitalitty and tourism industry.
This league can have at most 2 teams per member country backed and financed by a private company. Now I wonder what companies will join this league to represent the Philippines. I wish it would be the filipino grown international company such as San Miguel and JG summit. San Miguel can finance a team for Manila, and JG Summit, having its chairman/CEO a true blue Cebuano, backed upt Cebu's team. That way, it will help boost the companies' performance in the international market, and in effect give a good economic conditions to the country.
I am excited to see this league come September this year, not as a basketball fan but a hopeful Filipino/Asian that this will resolve some economic issues.
Known to be the king of the asean hardcourt for decades, the Philippines will surely have a place in the finals of this league. And because of its home and away format, there will be more chances that at least 5,000 people will come to our country to play and watch the games. That means a good revenue specially to the hospitalitty and tourism industry.
This league can have at most 2 teams per member country backed and financed by a private company. Now I wonder what companies will join this league to represent the Philippines. I wish it would be the filipino grown international company such as San Miguel and JG summit. San Miguel can finance a team for Manila, and JG Summit, having its chairman/CEO a true blue Cebuano, backed upt Cebu's team. That way, it will help boost the companies' performance in the international market, and in effect give a good economic conditions to the country.
I am excited to see this league come September this year, not as a basketball fan but a hopeful Filipino/Asian that this will resolve some economic issues.
21 January 2009
Sawsaw suka tulo ang dugo
Sawsaw suka mahuli taya....
Si featherly ay hindi lang magaling sa pagsasalita ng malakas gamit ang kanyang matining na boses, mahilig din siyang makisawsaw sa usapan ng iba.
tunay nga syang kakaiba.
Si featherly ay hindi lang magaling sa pagsasalita ng malakas gamit ang kanyang matining na boses, mahilig din siyang makisawsaw sa usapan ng iba.
tunay nga syang kakaiba.
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