Sunday, December 30, 2012

Bring the Bang!

As 2013 is just a few days away, I promise to be good; I will move on from the bad habits that I accidentally did this past year; to get a trainer so that I won’t easily feel tired; I will wake up early so as not to be late; learn the south beach diet (ooops, I think steroids is what I need), and I think I will change. Yes, that I will all do. Really? Yes, half of it; or maybe I’ll start with my diet. What do you think? No? Never.

People generally have this in our so-called New Year’s Resolution. Do we ever learn? The right question for this is: Do we ever, I mean EVER, follow this resolution that we constantly and so dedicatedly make? Yes, 2013 is a good start. But do we need that? A new year to change? Hmm. The more that we delay the “change,” the more time we waste doing the same old, nasty, and smelly habits.

Old. How do you define New Year’s Resolution? For me, it is a set of promises (that some idiotic invented a long time ago) that people do ever year. And it changes every year, mind you. But people suddenly realized that, hey, I can do this every year, the diet that I did last year will be different this next year. I did Dr. Hay diet the year before, this time, I will try the South Beach Diet. Yeah, right. The essence of a resolution (in my opinion) done every start of the year is to do the things you did not do in the previous one. Or perhaps to avoid the bad habits that you have done, whatever view you have. It fits.

Nasty. A recycled resolution will develop a different kind of germ or virus – if you want it to be that way. And eventually, it will mutate into some horrible specie which I will call enviable visualization to annual slothfulness and immense occasion on narcissism or EVASION. Yep. And then we’ll have an excuse to do it all again the next year. I wonder what’s harder: identifying a new resolution (because you finally realized you cannot do them) or recycling the old ones.

Smelly. Well, mostly recycled stuffs smell – like socks. If you do not wash them often, the grimes will infiltrate in all the layers of the fabric. Yes, that too will squash all the good stuffs of a particular thing if you keep on recycling them. After realizing that, you begin to think that there’s no way you will and can do it because you have become immune with that resolution, so to speak. Brandishing it over in all social networking sites won’t help. How many of us have heard the I’m gonna move on, we’re never going back together (isn’t that a song already?) and the ever popular, I’ll start to eat properly to a thinner, bolder, new me – GUILTY!

This year, my new year’s resolution (and the only one I have allowed) is about my longing to get fit (I am underweight). I don’t remember much if it has been my resolution ever since and if I did, give me some leniency here (*laughs)—as trying to get fit is extremely difficult. I did add a few pounds but after working for almost a year, I find myself staring at the weighing scale with horror. I’m officially back to my old weight. Boooo!

Now let’s all be merry and lively. Let’s welcome the year of the Water Snake with a loud bang. Have a Merry New Year! :)

Friday, December 21, 2012

December 21, 2012

I will host a party today. Why? Because the world is finally ending.Yiiii. But kidding aside, I do not understand why people subscribe to this craziness. If I have listened to every prophecy of the world ending, I would have died every time I heard it. Worse, I would have done the same things as most of the modern doomsday preppers. No disrespect to them here but that’s how I see it. I think it’s just sad that most of them spend their time worrying to what is inevitable. But I guess survival instincts of humanity dictates to prolong our lives no matter what; to save what is savable; to try and amend things even though it we knew exactly that it cannot be amended.

As per 1 Thessalonians 5:2-4, it is being stated that Christ will come like a thief. And yes, no one will know when he will come, only the father knows (Mark 13:32-33).  So as a form of getting the truth, or close to it, I asked my mentors and co-workers to what they think of the parousia happening today. Some of them said that no, it’s not happening, not now, not in the near future.  Some even said that they do not think he is that merciless to put people—the ones he created—to hell. Others said that just as long as we believe in Christ, we can be saved. How about those that don’t, I ask. They will not be saved, he said; shame on them that they did not meet Christ in their lives. And at the end of the day, I believed I have reached my limit. Some I understand and some I do not. I got more confused to a few but few of the things I believe in were validated.

But what does end of the world means? Should we take this literally? Like how Babylon fell down? Eventually, the entire race in this generation will end, more so with the war that the people are engaging. Sooner or later, we will all perish. And all will be left are the historical debris of yesterday. All I’m saying is we should party like the world is ending today. We cannot stop, avoid, delay the things that will surely come. Much like death… Always there, waiting, bidding it’s time for our individual judgment day. Are we prepared?

Thursday, December 20, 2012


I guess I was still hoping. Yii. I know I shouldn’t be. And I’m sorry EDG but I can’t help it. From now on, I will be faithful. You deserve better and I’m trying to be better, or close to it. I’m not gonna let you go as some idiots would do when they realized that they are not good enough for someone that they like… or love perhaps. I did that once too, you know. And somehow, it was the right thing to do because I cannot go on forever, and cling, and wait for a one sided love to flourish. But this time, I know, you love me. EEEEK. Let the world end because I don’t want to ever say that again. Or assume. AM I?

In effect of this Miss Universe 2012 brouhaha, I’m also skipping here. Trying to figure out things, and reconcile the things that I do not like to a person. Want some samples? Well, I hate smoking. And you know that. Soo… Ha! This is hard. :P

Guitar icon on its way. Just wait for it. :)

As for the unfaithful-issue, my emotions are now solely exclusive. My body is, and has been exclusive. The presence that I project was that, but not my emotions. Unconsciously, I was cheating. And I never accepted that fact until now. Oh well. Slow brains tend to be more prone to accidents such as breaking glasses… Duh. What am I even talking here?

All i know is this: I WANT THIS TO WORK. There. Happy?

Thursday, November 29, 2012

I Look Mature. THANK YOU!

I know this happened a few months ago but everytime I see this, I smile and I try to hug myself for accomplishing something. EEE. Iris pm'ed me on Gtalk one cold afternoon and asked me some question with a beautiful comment. So our conversation happened like this (translation to the above picture):

Iris: Is your picture (on G+) a recent one?

Me: Yes. :)
Iris: You look all grown-up! (Although she said those words interrogatively in our dialect and used the word mature, I prefer to use grown-up. Much so, I refused to take that comment as a way of saying that I look old and weary, thank you very much.)
Me: thank you :) (while smiling broadly staring on my screen in disbelief. ARRRGH!)

And this is what I can say to Iris: You are indeed a true friend. :D

Wednesday, November 28, 2012


Am I really? Kai asked me that today and I said to myself, “Bitaw no?” I cannot say for sure. It’s too early to tell. I haven’t had a talk to myself, so to speak. I don’t want to make things complicated by jumping into that conclusion. Not yet. It wouldn’t be fair (And I realized that I’m all for fairness, honesty, and equality these past days… I think I’m poisoned or something).

Things are new and I don’t think it is. But I can’t be so sure, can I? I think I’m moving into this depth obliviously. I need time. And more than anything, it needs time. I’m confused as hell. Today was crazy. I kept on catching myself thinking of unnecessary things… I’m a wreck.

Bruno Mars did this to me. That I can be sure. Or was it Brandy? Either way, I’m screwed… and I think its killing me…

Friday, November 23, 2012

History Repeating Itself

I never thought that this would become like a monster. And I have long fought about it since the time it was invented. I feel like I’m not supposed to be known, like I’m a mistress even though I definitely am not. And just when things are getting cozier—at the moment it seems like it—it suddenly became so cold it hurts.

I must be crazy about fairytales, princes, happily ever after and what not that I instantly bang my head when things get bumpy. I think most of us believe that there are some things that are incorruptible, that even when we’re suffering, there’s always happiness that comes after it, that even though some people lie, others—especially the one you cared for—will not. And for some, it is true. But it isn’t for others. I suppose I wasn’t lucky this time.

When something like this happened before, I became irritated. Why keep things when you’re supposed to be OK, if not proud about it? But this time, I felt a twinge; no, not that much but still, enough to cause me half a day of disheartenment. It was laughable at first. But when you realize the gravity of it, you question things. And then you question the other good things that come with it. Why? I do not have any idea. I wanted to ask, but… It’s really a decision that has been made even before that matter came to life.

Most of us think that we can get over it. But this whole hoo-ha will only fade depending on one’s explanation when the right time comes… because I’m not getting anything as of the moment, really. And as long as this isn’t over, you will still question the sincerity. You tread carefully, hoping to bridge things again. But at the end of the day, you’ll still feel shit about. I will sure remember it once in a while because as much as I wanted to bury the hatchet, I can’t yet. And when things get down to that level, it’s like saying, you mustn’t tell a soul about any of it because who would believe you anyway? No one. It became an obvious way of saying, "I don't want to be associated with you." OUCH.

The hurt will go away, but the worst part was the disappointment that comes after all the pain. I guess we all have our skeletons to hide in our closets. Unfortunately, with all the things that has happened, it feels like I’m one damn skeleton to bury.

Monday, November 19, 2012

Anybody Out There

I don’t do this. I do not normally do this. EVER. Eeer, okay, maybe sometimes but.. This is really exhausting. Someone needs to punch me, right in the face if you can, please.

That, as much as I want to be clear, is not a cohesive voicing out of thoughts. I’m getting chickened and all. Am I stupid to do this after all? After telling to myself that I can do this? That I can surpass this with flying colors? Did I make the wrong decision? Or I’m just being judgmental? I have long accepted that that quality is passing. But this time, this time this whole…stuff is bloating like it’s about to explode!

I’ve actually searched for similar situations and I was stunned. There are lots. And when I read their stories, I got disheartened by a few, and a little confused by others. I need some serious help. And quick before it will tear everything apart.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Second Chance

One week. That all it takes for me to get THREE bloody proposals. One was a yes, the other two—ignored and ditched. I find it hard to be in this kind of situation because I feel somewhat responsible for their actions… (As I was typing this post, I was carefully choosing my words as people might get upset over it)

Although it made me confused still, I have made my decision. And I want to stick to it. I REALLY DO. Emotions… It’s something that you can’t control no matter how hard you try. And I… do not know if this is correct but I’m taking the plunge…the risk, the danger of the so-called second chance. Where this will lead me? I have no idea. I do not want to screw this up. Are we on the same page? I’m not sure. I’m a little bit unprepared for this one. Although I said that I am more ready this time around, I’m not sure if we are on the same level of emotions.

Undergoing through this tough week, I realized a lot of things. One: People do hurtful things to each other not knowing that at the end of the day, when everything’s gone, there’s no going back. We do stupid things thinking nothing’s going to change, that everything will still be the same after we fucked up, but once you get burned so much, you’re just too sore to even bother. You feel sorry for them, true. But they had their chances (with a big S, mind you) and sadly, they blew it. Two: Commitment is important in every aspect of life, but the conviction to stay committed is a whole different story. I feel like every day is a constant battle to be faithful. And I’m really trying my hardest. I think I have not broken my promise yet but this is getting tough. Third: Grab every chance you got. We can only get insured in a life plan, but never in another’s heart.  Ok, I’m getting sentimental and this is getting creeeeepy. The mere mention of heart is like a horror film waiting to explode. HAHAHA!

I’m just hoping that I made the right decision. Yikes! I don’t want to get stuck in a situation I don’t want to be in. We’ll see…

Friday, November 9, 2012

Fastcraft Madness

On our way to Bohol, Sang, Ching and I were playing around and Sang--the model (LOL)--gave her best pose (like she alwasy does).

Monday, October 29, 2012

Piso Sale!

As today is All Sales Day to all Philippine and International Destinations, CebuPac's site is down. Sale Period is Oct 31, 2012 or until seats last. So grab that mouse and book your flights! The travel period? Not so sure. Was not indicated on my email which arrived at 1:47 am this day. Aaand, the site is so down I can't even check what're the available destinations for grabs.

Monday, October 22, 2012

What Life Taught Me

When we were in college, the school’s career development center taught us how to make a resume, how to present ourselves and eventually ace that interview and finally be the best that we can be when that moment comes. But they never taught us how to respond to challenges, how to say the right words when you were fed with erroneous ones, what to do when people slash your confidence, when to fight when you don’t even know who got your back, and where to place yourself when you feel that you no longer have the space to fit in.

On October 19, 2012, I’ve been marked. I cried a bucket full of angst. The humiliation was unbearable and the most painful of it was that no one, not one of whom I consider family, rescued me from the abysmal wrath of life. I took it all in as if it was my entire fault and it was okay for me, honestly. But when you heard them deny things in front of everybody just to save their sorry asses off, I completely lost it. Realization hit me: I’m on my own. And no one will share my pain even when I’m screaming for my life under all that shit. Sure they will sympathize… but that’s after I’ve scraped all their garbage. Those people whom they’ve marked as unreliable are the very people who had me at my lowest point. You’ll know who you’re real friends are when things go off the shore. That, as much as it is painful to admit, is and will always be the truth.

Before sex.. you help each other get naked, after sex you only dress yourself. Moral of the story: in life no one helps you once you're fucked. -Anonymous

The core reason why I was at that situation was my fault and I’m not blaming anyone for it. But it’s just hard to accept when I got screwed as well up for a lousy job I didn’t do. How do you trust them when you’ve lost all the respect for them? With no doubt, they are capable, they’re smart, and they’re at the top. But what good will that be when the people below you do not see you as someone to be respected. Or maybe they do respect you. Why? Out of fear? Well that’s a huge slap in the face if it was me.

I’ve invested in every relationship I’m in—romantically, platonically—and so when some hideously unprecedented thing like that happens, you question everything. As if that little act you’ve experienced demolishes all the good things you’ve seen. And you try to wonder, was it all real? Or was it just some bait so that they can serve you in a hot plate, off with your head?

It’s hard to bless the people you see as the reason why you’re miserable. But what to do? I’ve done everything. To do otherwise is unacceptable. The only thing that keeps me going is the reality that this too shall pass, that no one in indispensable, that God is our witness and that sooner or later, reality will catch up with everyone.

In reality, sometimes you dodge the bullet, and sometimes, you have to experience it yourself firsthand. I do not believe that we must experience ALL the downfalls. What’s the use of the experiences from others if we don’t learned from them? Moral lessons are there so that we can relate, follow, and avoid errors if necessary. We don’t have all the luxury in the world to experience all the mistakes. We only have a limited time to be happy and I don’t want to spend half of it crying and or feeling sorry for myself because I didn’t follow the rules of life. Life goes on. And we must too.

Nothing in life makes us grow more than the way we respond to challenges. -MG

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

What Makes Me Sane

…from all the pressures in my current life is music. Sometimes I feel so burnt out that I cannot even keep a straight face in front of everybody. And of course, blogging keeps the stress away…For a short while, that is.

When things changed, I had a hard time adapting. And sometimes, the talks make it all even more stressful. I don’t know what to do. It’s difficult balancing everything from being just friends to becoming the professional worker I should be. Where does one draw that line, really?
I want to be sympathetic but I want to be respected as well.

When I first came in here, I said to myself to strictly follow this motto: “Be friendly, but never be familiar.” Did I follow this? Yes, but not in its truest sense. I sometimes caught myself sharing. YES YES YES it is normal but I just don’t want to see myself in a situation where people will someday know the whole story about me. I believe that the people, whom you gossip with, will be the people who will gossip about you someday. A circle has no beginning and no end. Indeed. It’s better not to engage from an act that could lead to conflict.

Too uptight? Maybe. But for me it has something to do with self preservation. Those same words have become my shield from all the disappointments that I could harvest from socializing too much. Anger is just one part story and it dissipates quickly. But disappointment? It will haunt you till the very end. It will become the “guiding factor” when you try to go out again. Then from time to time, your long term memory will remind you about it. That’s a lot of shit, I tell you.

I do not understand much but one thing is certain, I need to be wary.

There, I feel better.

RA 10175 TRO

I forgot to mention here–but you probably know already—that there has been a Temporary Restraining Order RE: Cybercrime Law or the RA 10175. HUHA! *Victory Dance

Saturday, September 29, 2012

PEEDO Hot Shot

My fav photo this month so far! :) I know this picture is blurred to the nth level but IDC. Kyooot.:)

Monday, September 24, 2012


I haven’t decided yet what to do with this.  And as much as I wanted to ignore all of it, I can’t. This… thinking creeps on me every single time. And yes, I hate it. Last night was like my Eureka moment. But then a realization hit me. The it-will-never-be-possible-thought was followed by I’m-not-good-enough and again followed by he-will-never-allow-it. Ok, I’m crazy about men and their antics again but whatever. I feel like I was born a romantic. I think I really am! And last night was one of the most superb and shittiest moments in my life. Superb = everybody was happy (saw my friends) and I was able to see him. And shittiest = I almost slept at a bus terminal. That and him made me cry.

So anyway, my final projects and examination took place last weekend and HOPEFULLY, I am now one semester done. Booya! Some professor got irritated at me when I ask him to give my project to my real professor (as if he’s not a legit :P). I totally asked him nicely but gee, he’s like a menopaus-ing llama. All he needed to say was no, I can’t. Instead, he mustered all his strength and tried to intimidate me. I was real sorry that I interrupted his class but how should I know? He was bolting me with irritating stares. Bless him.

My problem is this: How to resolve this issue with the former president without steering away from friend zone? I hate that I belong in that zone but I cannot lose him just because I was selfish enough to think that there can be more than that. I think I’ll just ignore this and went on with my life as if nothing really changed. Right? And I have resolved that I don’t deserve him. So I guess this is it. Just let it go and move on. Baaa. 

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Gender Inequality is the Companion of Discrimination

I joined the PCSA Essay Writing Contest but since I didn't win, I'm now posting my entry. :P I know it's a bummer, but my entry is not worth a place. Better luck next time for me, I guess.

Gender inequality is the companion of discrimination. We usually tell ourselves that the era where Martin Luther King, Jr. rallying the streets in relation to black discrimination ended. But in reality, equality has its many forms and has even surpassed the bigotry of one’s skin color. In this modern era, it is unsettling to think that the general public tends to still underrate women in terms of capacity, knowledge, skills and talent. And as much as different organizations are doing the best they can to alleviate the gender gap, their effort alone is not sufficient. With that being said, the government is now trying to help solve this billion-year-old dilemma. But what actions will be taken to reach that goal of equality? How can we, government employees or not, increase gender sensitivity, and eventually sustain it? And when will YOU take part in this drive?

In ancient times, people believe that women belong in the—as the saying goes: kitchen and in bed. Now, women have long outdone that wrong and degrading misconception. I believe that one way to reach the goal of equality is to avoid discrimination in whatever colorful forms they present themselves. Jokes, advertisements, TV shows, music, and books among others were portrayed and still portraying the pathetic presentation of women. Bare skin, particularly that of women, sells quickly as hotcakes in noon and primetime shows and songs that were being claimed as empowering women are like ugly presents wrapped in attractive wrapper. Book authors even argue that their composition is worthy to be in public library which helps women in finding their sexuality are likewise unacceptable. Not patronizing and ultimately admonishing everyone about these at home and in the workplace is one of the things that we can do in increasing gender equality awareness. How do can one minimize, if not eliminate, inequality? Answer: By not participating in any derogatory remarks being thrown to anyone, especially to women. Giving out fair chance to both gender in performing different tasks; understanding that all types of people, women and men alike, can deliver sensible ideas; and realizing that gender is just a word that hinders, more often than not, success – these and a whole lot of actions are just waiting to be practiced if we let it be.

Keeping it afloat (gender responsiveness) is tough. True, we can follow it from time to time but what kind of practice really sticks? How can this change stick? I am convinced that in everything that we do, consistency is the fundamental factor of a successful custom. It’s not always about preaching, and certainly not just application. It would take a consistent application for it to be binding.

More so, I am certain that there is no right/better/good time to take the plunge than NOW. We don’t need to wait for March to realize that there is a continuing gender inequality in the world, nor a case from a neighbor’s wife who got laid off because she’s pregnant.

Being gender responsive doesn’t need to be earth-shattering piece of application. Even a simple way as addressing a chairman or a chairwoman to chairperson could go a long way. We just need to be sensible enough to know and realize that there is a need to uplift one’s responsibility, OUR responsibility, in terms of addressing each gender – totally different but equal.

Finally, it is of great importance to stress that gender receptiveness is not through apathy but of sympathy, not with procrastinating but with eagerness and certainly not seasonal but rather consistent.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

It's My Time to Shine!

I admit. I am a frustrated dancer. Yes, shameful as it may seem to my friends but I really am. I don't know how it started or who influenced me to like dancing to the point of obsession but I just woke up one day and started obsessing how to get the right steps of Girl's Generation Genie dance step. Laugh if you must but I think I have decent moves in it's chorus part. *dancing to the tune of Moves Like Jagger.*

September is fast approaching and the Civil Service Month is just days away. And so, as part of the HRD team, we are working our asses off to get that month pristine perfect. DAYS AWAY. And where not even close to have that bloody activity design approved. Yeah. That's pristine perfect at its truest sense. *smirk So anyway, one day, this girl showed up beside my table and said to me that I'll be dancing for this month's fellowship. I was like, I can't. And she said, we'll you don't have that much option dear as if saying to me that, dance or lose your job. Nah, just kidding. I was first hesitant since I have never, EVER dance modern with full of body aching pops in my WHOLE life. Oh, maybe once, or a couple of times when I was still a kid and not some lonesome teenager. But that was ages ago! But she left just after that short conversation and I was sitting in my chair with my jaws open. And I felt like I was robbed and left to die in the sidewalk miserably.  But that thing never happened which is really unfortunate but hey, looking on the brighter side, I thought to myself that night that I could now showcase my dancing prowess. Don't you think? No?

Days after I said yes, I asked my friend Sang to bust me some moves to get me warmed up to our official practice but my phone got busted instead. So I came into the practice unprepared. What a shame. The illusion of strucking them with my hidden moves are just gone. EEEE. Whatever. HAHAH! Roll your eyes, go ahead. But I tell you I can dance. Well, some of the frustrated dancers would say that so just give me some sympathy over here.

Fellowship's day is just days away and I'm literally shaking from excitement! Let's shine the stage. Anyone up to be my backup dancers? 

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Are You a Responsible Netizen?

The use of social media nowadays is everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean all the people are excessively using Facebook, Twitter, G+, etc. Even those babies who have been born this month are now trying to post status messages. How ridiculous can we get?

But that’s just me. It’s not hurting anyone so I don’t really care that much. They’re just taking unnecessary space in the company’s database but it’s their call, really. What I’m concerned about is how responsible people really are in using their social networking accounts.

Sure, no one can stop us from posting photos, status messages, tweets, and share stuff all we want. By all means, this is a free country. But we must always remember that no matter what we post in our accounts, we are always, ALWAYS affecting people – be it a good post or not. I remember this story (related to me by my officemate) about someone who posted a photo of his new bike. But for some reason, the International Police got hold of that post. Turns out, the new bike he bought was a hot one. There’s also this story of a couple of teenagers who posted a video in Youtube of how they murdered a doctor in his own house. Because they thought they outsmarted the doctor by posting such appalling act, the NBI got hold of their necks in no time. And now, with all these calamities, all these dead people and homeless families suffering, I don’t think posting a derogatory remark about a particular part of the country helps. I mean really? Naturally, people from the Luzon area will most likely hunt you down if you post something about them deserving such disastrous event.

We, as employees of the people, need to be careful with what we do, post, and basically everything that we do. We are not paid to use these sites DURING office hours. I know this argument is debatable as some would claim that it’s helping them focus more on their jobs, socializing over the internet that is. Okay so you can use these sns but PLEASE, spare the agency some dignity.

And oh, joking about being happy of the trauma of others? Not acceptable. It’s the kind of joke that will forever leave a bad taste in YOUR history.

People, even me as well, sometimes forget that what we do is a reflection of our upbringing. And even to the point of relating what we do to our own employers as well. The shame is bearable in some ways. But if that shame is pulling down those people we respect, those we owe so much, those we are serving, then I must say we must really be responsible with what we post. A motto that we must all live by: Think before you click.

Everything, even the ones we deleted, will stay over the internet. Remember, almost all of the things that we consume is electric operated, pictures are digital, and things can be restored in just a few clicks. It will multiply in hundreds, thousands, millions, and so on.

Ahhh. This frustrates me. I will not scrutinize. But did I just do that? Baaa. This is just a reminder that using SNS is free.

Free at what price?

Our own lives and freedom, I suppose.

You  must pay for everything in this world one way or another. There is nothing free, except the grace of God. - Mattie Ross, True Grit

Friday, August 10, 2012

The Abominable South West Moonsoon

Credits to GbSb TEchBlog for the image
The Moonsoon weather has left 49 dead and a million of distressed Filipinos in just a week. It has been a sad week. And even though I live in Mindanao, I worry so much about the condition in Manila since I have friends who may be affected by the flood. It’s not even a typhoon. It’s just rain. Heavy and loads and loads of rain.

It’s horrifying to think that something so disastrous could happen in just a week. Reports say that there’s a really a lot of water – even more so than that of Ondoy typhoon. Children, men and women – dead. Thousands were left homeless. Nobody got spared. Hospitals, school, rich and poor, all them suffered. With that being said, I’m imploring to all those kind hearts to donate all usable things that they could muster. A couple of clothes can do much more than let them rot in your closets.

It’s heartbreaking to come home every night and hear/see people trying to survive swimming in that filthy flood and fighting for their lives. It’s as if swimming in the water could also mean swimming away from that awful scene. Water gallons were used for the people to stay afloat, keeping their spirits up as well. I really salute people who go beyond their duties and serve those who are being affected by the flood. I give my highest praise to the Filipinos who give a day of their lives to help, without even thinking about their flooded homes.

Want to help? Click here.

An excerpt from the above article: 
Helping through Mobile (Philippines TelCommunications Only)
You can donate to Red Cross via Smart (and SUN), please text RED <10 100="100" 25="25" 300="300" 500="500" 50="50"> to 4143. For Globe, text RED <5 100="100" 25="25" 500="500" 50="50"> to 2899

Sometimes, I can’t help but think that God must be punishing us, this country. But when I think more about it, God would never allow a great flood that would eliminate this country such that in Noah’s time. All we can do is just trust Him. Because even after all the things that has happened, there’s always a purpose. It will leave us wondering, mad, sad… hopeless even. But remember, he will never give us something we can’t take. Keep fighting. To all the people affected by the flood, my prayers are with you.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Hunger Games

I promised myself that I will not be doing a book review after Fifty Shades but since I read this incredible book, I decided to go for it one more time; not because of the hype but because it's a riveting story with a riveting plot.

By this time, I would assume that you have heard of Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. Ok, I admit. I never heard of her before (my knowledge about authors is not that great) but the story is just amazing that I can't let myself to pass this opportunity to share to everyone how good it is. I know this is soo 70s but a good book does not have a shell life of a couple of years.

Enough of the talk. If, by any chance, you've read the book (and not just watched the movie), then perhaps you'd know that there are a some flaws in the book - I think that all book has it's own imperfection so we're not going to dwell on that. You can even throw stones at the book with these: Run-on sentences, a lot of fragments, wrong punctuations, lack of depth with the characters, et cetera, et cetera. But as much as some people hates the book, I LOVE IT. Every chapter is a cliffhanger, making you to read the next page and then the next page after that until you realized it's already 2am in the morning. Every scene begs to crack as revelations are being told. It's not predictable and you'll love the other characters even more as you go deeper and deeper towards the end.

I have not watched the movie. And I'm not sure I will ever be satisfied with it after I read the book. It's rich, full of surprises and fresh that I'm afraid I will be disappointed if I watch it. I just feel like every bad book are exposed in a good light when they are adapted to a movie but when it comes to a good book, movie authorities only knows how to make it bad, worse even (cough Twilight Saga cough).

I guess one of the things that made this novel so great is because it is a dystopian story. It keeps you unguarded on what will happen next making you susceptible to mouth-opening moments. I SWEAR I caught myself - A LOT OF TIMES - with my mouth open while reading a certain shocking scene all over again. There's a lot of those moments once you read the second book (Catching Fire) and the third (Mockingjay).

After the third book and three nights of sleep deprivation, I finished the whole trilogy exhausted. That's how good it was. I'm not saying that you're favorite book is not, I just think that this is a good opportunity to learn new things and enjoy the creativity of other people.

If there's one thing I could change with this whole Hunger Games Trilogy, I would change the POV to third person. I'm frustrated that people (in the whole series) doesn't know how to mourn. It's like, they are just accepting things as they are no matter how bizarre it is. If it was done with a third POV, it would have been exceptional.

Well, that's all for now. Kapish!

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Burst of Lights

This and the above picture were set to a 30sec exposure

On the other hand, this is a 1sec exposure.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Yellow Chairs

When I saw this at the opening, wooah! I just remembered those times in college with yellow chair. HAHAHA! :D

Friday, July 13, 2012

Bulb Photography 101

Me and my brother had our first experience with bulb photography last last week. 'Course I was researching it for quite a while and the look on his eyes when he saw the output- Yiiiik :P Hehe. So we used the flashlight at this time and realized that when using long exposures and want to capture the light, the room needs to be completely dark to avoid unnecessary lights such as that of picture number 2 wherein the light of the TV is visible. Arms of the person wiggling the light is a little visible as well. :P And yeah, "AKO" means I or me - that's in TAGALOG, Jenny for my name and Zoe for my niece's name. :D

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

50 Shades of Grey

I went to the city last weekend and I saw K and C. We watched Spiderman and it was fun. But while we were waiting for the movie to start, C recommended this great book (she said it is). She added that it’s erotic and said that it’s a soft porn – as the people over the internet would call it. Then she gave K and me a copy of the trilogy. Yes a trilogy of that mommy porn soft porn. Apparently, it's been in the limelight since it was published last year and continues to be after Universal buys out the rights to make it a movie.

As I was reading the first book, I thought I glided over it, more like skimmed. But I read it. I just get that kind of feeling that I just skimmed the whole book though I didn’t. But here’s my review (if you can call it one) of it:

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Call Me Maybe

I love the song of Carly Rae Jepsen entitled Call Me Maybe. It’s a groovy-teen type of song. I don’t know why but every time I hear this song, it reminds me of how my colleagues tease me how I don’t have a—as corny as it may sound, here it goes—boyfriend. CRASH. For me it’s not a big deal since I know in myself that I don’t have the time and energy to be in a relationship at this point in my life. But for some reason, my colleagues are all into finding me a nice young man who would be eeeee. So with that being said, they’re all trying to pair me up to some guy they knew from somewhere. To mask it all up, I act as if I’m all for it, that I’m excited meeting new guys but honestly, I’m not. I’m okay with being friends to everyone and I just don’t see the need to ‘window shop’. Some would even say that I should be dating a lot of guys, no to serious relationships and just play. But I guess, what Yang told me about relationship years ago somehow made me believe that relationship truly is an investment.

Maybe some of you might relate to this. And some of you might have experience the same “bullying” that I am experiencing today. Ever asked of those sticky questions that you try to answer but still find yourself unable to explain to your friends comprehensively? Friends keep on trying you to “admit” that you still waiting for that guy you broke up years ago or some guy that you find attractive months and months ago? Always convincing them that you have moved on? Pacify their fears of you getting all suicidal?  I know I did. So here are just some of the questions that are always popping up:

Why are you still single? Contrary to what my friends would say, I’m not heartbroken, waiting for some guy (hmmm, we’ll discuss about that later) that I had an ancient crush with, or traumatized with my past relationships, for that matter. I’m not. And then there’s this question of: Are you single out of chance (it means no one’s showing interest towards you) or out of choice (e.g. some guy’s courting you but you don’t want to be in a relationship as of the moment)? I mean, COME ON. I sometimes question the sincerity of my friends (if they really are my friends, KIDDING!) questions. :P Does it matter if it’s a choice or by chance that I’m still single? I think it boils down how you show to them that you’re happy without a man in your life. If you’re grumpy and always complaining about not having a partner still, then most probably, you’ll get those questions. But if you live your life fully, I don’t think they will even notice it.

Others would ask: How old are you? Then you’d reply: I’m yadah yadah yadah years old. If you’re on 30-40s, they would say something like, You’re not getting any younger, any plans? But if you’re on your 20s, they would encourage you to play around. For me, relationship is as sacred as marriage. It’s not to be rushed, and not be played with. We might don’t share this kind of belief but I don’t fool around because I know how it felt like to be on the receiving end. It was hell. I know didn’t deserve it, no one deserves it. And I’d be this monster to inflict to anyone this hurt when I know how painful it was from the beginning. I believe in karma, good and bad. I’d like to think of this quote as my guiding factor in love: Someday, someone’s going to walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else. Rushing spoils the relationship. You’ll be time bounded—which shouldn’t be the case. You might be ending up with a wrong guy just because you are worrying that you’re aging fast enough. Nobody should settle. Nobody.

Yes I’m waiting. I’m waiting for that guy who would be the father of my kids; who will make me cry but will never hurt me; who’ll be half a father as my dad (minus the vices); whom I will be saying I do in the future. Although Bo Sanchez wouldn’t agree to this—waiting and waiting and waiting, I don’t care. Everything happens for a reason. I guess Catholics (being a Catholic myself) have a way of questioning the purpose of free will given to us by God if we cannot exercise it.

Bottomline: Love is an investment. You’re investing a lot of effort, love and time. If you think that you’ll be losing yourself in the relationship you’re in, then RUN. A wise investor knows how where his money will grow. Likewise, we should be looking forward in our relationships. We might feel committed to this relationship because we lose so much or sacrificed so much to make it work. But it’s not going to be better. It’s destined for damnation. A good relationship has a good foundation. Along the way it’s going crumble. But if the foundation (courtship and or being friends before plunging into the abyss of the unknown) is strong, then you don’t have to worry. After all of the tears and pain and hurt, it’s all going to be worth it.

It always feels like there’s just one person in this world to love. And then you find somebody else. And it just seems crazy that you were ever worried in the first place. –Lexie Grey, Grey’s Anatomy (Spoiler Alert: I can't believe she died!)

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Alay sa Bayan (ALAB) Seminar - May 21-23, 2012

There were a total of 46 participants - 30 females and 16 males

Resource Speakers:
Minda G. Ostique – Chief Personnel Specialist (HRD)
Maria Nilda A. Rigodon – Chief Personnel Specialist
Yolanda Y. Hernando – Administrative Secretary
Lourdes P. Amerkhan – Senior Personnel Specialist
Annabelle B. Rosell - Director IV (giving of certificates)

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Day 1 - May 21, 2012

Day 2 - May 22, 2012

Day 3 - May 23, 2012

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