Monday, July 18, 2016
Friday, May 25, 2012
friday madness
this term used to denote a mall wide sale in a spunky shopping place in Makati. but for me it's a thought to use where my mind is at right now.
can't think straight, can't comprehend much. much like a case of hypoglycemia. but i have a conference call to attend, yet YM is not working. i need to call 2 points of contact for the canteen but which number to use?
i am useless. or at least the thought of it.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
everything is political
i've been very intent in watching the impeachment trial and suffice to say, we get to learn a lot about things just by watching. evidently, laws are there to be trivialized. i mean, since laws have protected foreign currencies from being disclosed, the chief justice with his gazillions was using these instruments to deposit and withdraw mouinds of moolah to go around 82 friggin accounts. if only for the waiver he signed for SALN, did it qualify for the Ombudsman to probe. only GLORIA ARROYO can think of these things. whoa!
Saturday, April 28, 2012
eons ago
what can i say, years has passed!!! glad to have an opportunity to write again for a publication. hahaha...
Monday, August 16, 2010
this is it
yeiz, i guess this is [really is :)] it, a week from now it's to set foot back in Manila for good. i've heard questions one too many of whether i've thought things over and really felt that i've exhausted things here in KL first. truthfully, if i were to be logical, i wouldn't have. yet, Aquarians despite our notoriety for always being intellectual, we do decide on emotions too. and in this case, it's true, it was more of my heart overruling reason. how and why? to answer that will make me uneasy. which is good, for a moment of unknowing is bliss.
i am big on signs, yet in this case, i didn't look for one. perhaps i owe it big time to most of the books i've been reading lately--The Alchemist, The Passion Test, Master Your Destiny--to name a few. this time around, i was the one making the path, flickering the lights. i guess some will say i stopped waiting for things to happen? i guess so.
for all these years, i've never felt a certain emotion that things can be created. that i can rely solely on my own, seek my own purpose, and believe in whatever i have that things, can rightfully be mine. i hope i don't speak Greek to some.
anyhow, it's with a prayer that i look forward to the horizon seeing not the sunset, but a never ending sunrise. not just for me, but for the people i treasure.
i love my life-
i am big on signs, yet in this case, i didn't look for one. perhaps i owe it big time to most of the books i've been reading lately--The Alchemist, The Passion Test, Master Your Destiny--to name a few. this time around, i was the one making the path, flickering the lights. i guess some will say i stopped waiting for things to happen? i guess so.
for all these years, i've never felt a certain emotion that things can be created. that i can rely solely on my own, seek my own purpose, and believe in whatever i have that things, can rightfully be mine. i hope i don't speak Greek to some.
anyhow, it's with a prayer that i look forward to the horizon seeing not the sunset, but a never ending sunrise. not just for me, but for the people i treasure.
i love my life-
Saturday, June 13, 2009
25 Things About Gio
i guess this entry will be my most honest blog to date. as i have always had reservations in sharing things that i feel should be privy to me alone. but, i guess, there will always be an exception to that.
my family and me
- i am the younger of 2 sons, but now the middle one as we have my cute, adorable, loving sister, ling-ling. i was the one who gave her complete name, Ava Rosa Emilia. note, it's Ehy-vuh not Ah-vah. hahaha
- my father is from Laguna. got elected as town councilor a decade ago. now pursuing a law degree, on this 5th year incoming. i've always encouraged my dad to pursue this as we always figure in legal discussions. besides, he's got brains for that. funny that at his age, he is a member of the Law School Fraternity. hahaha. and comes home late after school. and i say in jest "is this the doing of a dutiful student?" my dad is 63
- my mother is all beauty and talent. she would have been a singer had it not been that frowned upon career during her time. she's from Cebu and was raised a closed door Catholic. my maternal abuela [grandmother] always heard mass and do all things ritualistic to our faith. but she is beyond reproach. she is a paragon of whatever good there is to a religious person. i got my fondness for rosary and novenas from her. back to my mom, she is like a celebrity. she never discloses her real age and her legal documents vary in her name. born Rosita, she prefers Rosette. a mezzo-soprano, my mom can really sing, can really dance. what i so love about her, aside from really cooking good meals [burp!] is that she is very passionate with everything. always has an opinion, and will fight for all of us. Bisaya eh! but being a politician's wife, she can be rugged one moment, and ravishingly delectable the next. she is a good homemaker and i got 95% of her Castillian temper. ahehehe
- my brother, looks so much younger than i do. it has become his habit to ask his friends, to determine who is older of us two. of course, hello! he wins. good looking, looks like Mark Anthony Fernandez when we were younger, he's busy with his Internet business right now along with his wife. when people tell me that i am a kind person, i tell them that my Kuya is 100% more than i am. i was the one who enrolled ina State University, but he was the Activist in the family. my Kuya and i still baby talk at our age. hahaha
- my sister, mentioned above, is now in Grade 2. just had her birthday, a Gemini; thus, the public and private personality. i can't get enough talking if it's about my sis. she complements and adverses all of us in the family. she is the amalgam of all we are. like how i always describe her, only my sister can convince me to change my decision. hahaha. she is a God send gift. she gave me the direction in life. the reason why i'd rather work far off from them so that i can send her to Assumption College some day. love her to bits
my family is my main inspiration. the reason why i am driven in a lot of things. people often say that they are lucky to have me as a son, but i guess i return it back to them. they have accepted me for who i am, been there during my triumphs and losses, and have tolerated my idiosyncrasies and moods. believe me, if they haven't been like that, i wouldn't be like this at all...that's why i always do inquire back at people who are hung up on life, with lots of emotional baggages and issues, often than not, boils back to how and what they are with their families
- me [again!]. whenever Recruitment asks me, "tell me something that's not in your resume?" i always answer with I was born in January 22 which makes me an Aquarius in Western Horoscope and Rabbit in Chinese Zodiac. having said that, i have a very vibrant gut feel on almost all things. i can sense if someone's coming, something's burning, or what not. i sense it even if people talk about me, hahaha...
bad side of being Aquarian is that not a lot of people get what we say right away. guess, it comes with our prognostication of things that are still not evident. hate to say it, but we do say, "told you so" lots of time
in school
- collectively, i have about 20 gold medals in academics. starting from grade 1 up to 4th year high. i never had a silver nor bronze as i specifically told myself, i never wanted one. i hate to lose, i'm a sore loser. that's why i never aspire for a particular subject unless i have a chance to get the plum prize. hahaha...
usually i get them for Social Science and Filipino. imagine, not one for English. hahaha. i guess, it's because way back i never had the facility to speak well as i never used English much except in school. la salle pa! hahaha. also one reason why i entered the call center industry. to enhance my comm skills.
since prep school till senior year, i've always been in the star/first section. never figured though in top ten in grade school though. guess, it was because i never thought there was so much in me.
as an Aquarian still, i love pushing the envelope and asking why and challenging authorities for the norm. in la salle, not a lot know about this, but i almost got expelled for shouting at a teacher. she was late in vacating a room and i accosted her for it. she felt slighted at the very least but gave me a chance. lesson learned really for me. one, to control my temper. two, to give 2nd chances on people. these two things i've strived to work on ever since and has helped me a lot in people management.
notre dame
- had my first taste of being a school official way back grade school in Notre Dame of Greater Manila. i was assigned to check all classrooms, from grade 1 to 6, and assess discipline [if they're not noisy, har har] and cleanliness [no brooms, candy wrappers] everyday and submit a report for recognition to the student council. the ones i submit gets a cash prize i think. and this started because i was commended for returning a lost wallet to the Guidance Office. i did most of my rounds when i find the class lecture boring. hahaha. tell the teacher i needed to do my "official duties." lol
after that i planned that i wanted my graduation yearbook to look that i have all positions under me. i did. ahehe. i was the President of the Knights of the Altar. Vice Pres for Guidance Counsellors. Secretary for the Science Club. Treasurer for the Student Affairs. i think i was even a liaison for another club. already forgot. that early, i knew career planning na pala. har har
la salle green hills
- where i went for high school. this institution has fomented a great deal on my view in life. it has given me the assurance that regardless if you speak English with a Tagalog accent, or from the wrong side of the village, doesn't matter. i used to be wary of filthy rich people as they are very snooty and all. but going here, was first a dream come true for my dad. second, when i landed first place along with the batch valedictorian in grade 7, i discovered that i can be at par! and i did well. not only academically, but extra-curricular activities too. my aspirations went beyond the books. i got to be an editor in chief of Habagat, the vernacular literary publication in 3rd year high. it was the first time it was granted. it should have been a Senior one. but i sat on it and did a lot of firsts. up to now, remembering how i got my team ride a river ferry to take pics and interview a GRO in the red light district still brings smile [rhandee, remember?] got the President position the year after.
i also won a scriptwriting prize for writing an interpretation of the Noli Me Tangere, titled Anno Domini. my first attempt in stage directing. hahaha. it was true, that when you're called on stage you'd be speechless. i thought actors just ham it up for effect. i was blank!
university of the philippines - manila
- in college, i used to be a debater. competed across Philippine schools and landed on the top 5, if i reckon correctly. the debate was held over a radio station and it was fun. you will be given a topic and you have to figure out how to create the discussion as the affirmative team. my team mate was ivy patdu. very sharp mind. i still misses her yaya's sopas [soup] during team practice. laced with cheese and dribbled with milk. ahhh!!! hehe. guess, i got all my over talking way and speed thinking through debate. you also become better with bluffing. that's why i subscribe to say that it is easy to lie with numbers. quoting statistics is a good way to do it. hahaha
i also was active with the UP Manila Chorale. bass. was part of the 4 voices to sing the Pahinungod during official activities. but i wanted to be a tenor so i can sing the melody.
i also was a block President and was voted to be the VP for my College in the Student Board. never became interested with street parliamentarism. activism never did become my thing. i'd rather be home watching Tropang Trumpo. way back home was hard that time and i never liked having a cab bring me home. the fare!!! goodness
after high school, i only had my mind set to enter the University of the Philippines and take up Public Health as a major. i never took any other college entrance exams. i only realized in retrospect, had i failed i wouldn't have gone on the first sem at all. hahaha. that's why in my quiz, it was never true i was in the top 20%. i was in the top 5%. lol
painfully shy
- contrary to how others perceive me to be, i am a shy person. i guess, like how i told Anna, when i was younger i don't answer anyone knocking on the door. fear of strangers. besides, as my job entails a lot of people interacting, getting paid for it, my home is a sanctuary. i am suplado [snob] to all my neighbors and if you ask them about me, chances are, they don't know me. hahaha. i don't like chitchatting with them nor telling them where i'm headed off. the very public person i am at work, i am your worst next door person. i really don't care. period. not for anything else, but i just want to mind my own business. that's why i don't go out my room if there are visitors in the house not mine. i don't answer the phone unless i have to. and i turn off my mobile if i'm on leave.
regine velasquez
- ahhh, this blog will never be complete if i don't about this lady. i've always liked her ever since. my mom never did. i think it's because she can scale the octaves with ease and really perform full blown volume and lung power. i am way past being a rabid fan and recklessly fight other people who say otherwise. nah, i know her strengths and weaknesses in performing. when she's inspired and give informed interpretations and when she's just holding the mic for all she cares. i've seen her best performances and her worst. i think i can even join a trivia contest about her and win it. hahaha. her voice before was really higher and effortless but her endurance now and techniques are faultless. time was when i used to say, i want Regine when she shows she's having a hard time reaching the notes. proves that she's still human. hahaha. but those were too few, really. proof of that is "What Kind of Fool Am I?" look it up and you will see that her first performance was a showcase true, but can be improved. and she has. for me, her Luna Awards 2005 version, although sharp at one instance, was the best in terms of technique and robustness. full throttle. same with the SOP version, the voice placement was perfect. but her Twenty concert was the most emotional. she was struggling for the voice to hit it. didn't sustain but great job still.
what i do like her is that TALENT is never enough. you should improve on any God given things. take time to learn more about your craft and do more. she really studied her voice well and improved on the last performance. and i always point this out during coaching sessions with people who think they have been sent to Earth to belittle people as they seem to know it all. sorry, they certainly don't. bwahahaha
oprah winfrey
- her outlook in life is certified inspiring. when i still used to do a per production job proofreading occupation, earning php1500 a week, i always look forward to watching her 1030PM show over channel23. it never fails to strengthen my resolve that things will get better and that things won't stay permanent. she was like my preacher that time, telling me to keep on going, take up the discipline and improve. it's a cycle, to raise the bar of performance higher and higher. add to this, her weight struggle which i sooo relate with. besides, ms winfrey worked hard for the money. heard an anecdote that one of her relatives told her, "honey, you already lots of money. don't work too hard." she quipped, "darling, that's why i have lots of money. because, i work hard." fine.
passion for writing
- to say i like to write is a major understatement. i have always loved the feel of unused paper and trying on a good pen. i still jot down journals, have a wish notebook, apart from pouring thoughts online. when i used to be a writer for Computerworld Phils., used to have around 10 pages of long handed drafts for my articles. hard was it for me to trust the PC to contain what i had to say. since it was my job, i had to be better writing and editing right after in a snap. no choice, i had to learn how to think and type. i usually do brain dump first. write anything on my mind. all my transcribed interview quotes etc. then i stand up, either eat or have coffee, so when i go back to edit, i have a fresh mind and eyes. now it's a matter of learning what time i need to submit anything, and i work around that. usually, i simmer on my ideas during my lengthy trips [still live in Valenzuela, a good 3 hour ride one way to Makati on a good day]. that's where i learn to construct my outline while on the road. i keep on reading my draft printouts until i can imagine where and where to place them in my final copy.
no love for Math lost
- i don't have immediate liking for Math. Geometry was hardest for me. i really didn't get the Proving part, ever. that was the only time in LSGH that i scored below 85 which was my threshold for grades, har har. but i did like Algebra though. i was the test paper checker back then. ahehe. i think it was more my fear to flunk that made me like it. used to be seated next to Jun M. [hi!] who during exams will just making a drawing of a circle and derive all the formulae from there, the pi and radius whatever. me? as soon as the teacher says, start i write all the memorized whatnots first before i forget so i can solve. hate it!
i truly believe that love for Math is in accordance with how good the teacher is. great ones i did encounter in high school made it so enjoyable and pragmatic, can't help but sail through.
up to now, i still don't get why i needed to learn angle of elevation and depression [where the hell the ship is if you're on a hill], to determine which pocket in the billiard table the ball will go given an angle x and velocity y. or find out the Molarity and molality of a table sugar cube or the composition of the dirt caused by a Periplaneta Americana, duh...hate it!!
we used to have a joke that in class 3-E, chemistry with ms Laura [hello!] was more a reading comprehension exam and not problem solving. gosh, she was something really. her exams were all, okay what was that again? haha. and she even intimated that she sings the Periodic Table of Elements. lol
ukay freak
-yes. i am a cheapskate, guilty! that's why when ukay [relief goods/surplus/overruns] came about, helluva! my main take on it is that, it's branded, it's cheap [php20 most times i bought], and it fits my frame [most of them are american sizes] so what the friggin' reason should i not? besides, where i shop people prefer the printed ones [read: balloons/yachts etc]. my closet is prized, i have Balenciaga, YSL, Hugo Boss, Paul Smith, CK, Dunhill, Ralph Lauren, Brooks Brothers, Diesel, Kenneth Cole, Armani, Versace, Ascot Chang, Lane Crawford, Abercrombie/Fitch, DKNY, Tommy Hilfiger, Gant, Daniel Hechter, Ermenigildo Zegna
one reason i don't buy Giordano and Bossini. it's priced higher than what i get. hahaha
food craving
- evidently, i love to eat. think, it's just a matter of what i want to eat at a particular time. all time fave will be Jollibee spaghettin plus chicken joy. i'm fond of fried/roasted chicken and love the breast and thigh part. always wondered how people wanted a drumstick, worse my mom loves the wings. gosh, all skin and not much meat, c'mon! also, believe in comfort food. love goto/arroz caldo [beef stipe/chicken porridge]. anything sinful, pork dishes, is a must. calorific and everything, i do believe that we must try all dishes first at one time. love also japanese food. but true and tested, will be, next to Pinoy, Chinese dishes. ahhh. that's why it's heaven here in KL. i was never fond of North Park's lemon chicken coz it tastes like wax, but here? for a RM5, i can eat it with gusto. i also love street food. but if i were to eat something everyday, has to be siomai [with chili garlic sauce], pansit canton, fried chicken and fried fish. galunggong and tilapia are all time fave. can eat it everyday
getting fit
- after food, the guilt. hahaha. used to be so big really. and never thought that i was affected, self esteem wise, by it? but i really wanted to be fitter. was never a sports buff. save for badminton [where i played in intrams] and bowling [where i scored a flat 1.o in college]. a good sweat is great. at the gym, i usually do the stepper, then treadmill. then i start to think if i wanted to do weights. haay. always and forever, a battle. but the butt shaper is a killer. if i wanted to punish myself for eating too much rice or what, i go there and suffer the ignominy of a 5 minute work out. can't do lots. but Dawnne can. leche!
had to really lose weight as my sugar level is now higher than normal. really, should be a lifestyle driven thing. find out what fits your groove. used to try lots of diets in the past, but only dawned in me that i need to alter the way i see food. i should appreciate it instead. and that doing cardio should be done along side. it need not be gym at all. can be walking, lifting things etc. it is hard. takes commitment to do it but yeah, agree to what Fitness First says, it's motivation first then habit eventually. it has to be your vow to stay fit. at least now, i'm medium sized for Carrefour shirts. ahehehe.
fashion plate
- people often say, you are what you wear. i agree to a point. not necessarily for being an effective performer in the office nor a better person, but more on perception management. you dress for what you aspire for, they say. again, to a certain point. me? i believe that it is very individualistic. people who suck in dressing are not necessarily aware they do? and people who are good at it are the ones who don't make too much an attempt to do so. most often, people say the branded items carry them, but i don't agree. rags are rags, it's you who make the clothes stand out not the other way around.
i prefer accoutrements when i feel low. that's why i hate dressing up. but if i feel bad, or want a change, i rise to the occasion. i prefer mixing high labels with stuff you find in the department stores. all black, with colors peeping through somewhere. or very conservative, but with shoes that talk! accessories play a vital role as well. play with prints. pile things up. play with colors. nobody can say there's a rule in dressing up. all are guides.
i just hate it that people flaunt their inheritance with so much "shining shimmering splendid" baubles on. they fail to think that they look like a christmas tree walking around. well to put it, you really can't buy class.
at least for most, it we don't have it? let's make the attempt worth it. as one said it, "anyone can cook but not everyone has taste."
pinoy trivia addict
- way back grade school, used to have a notebook filled with newspaper clippings of all showbiz personalities. i love chismis [gossips] about them. and up to now, and my closest friends hate me for it, i still go starstruck when i see a celebrity. i don't know but i do keep watch of everything about showbiz. plus, being Pinoy, and a TV addict. i can give you a memory trip on the 80's and 90's shows and denizens. even the soap operas, i have watched. all Awards night, i have. talk show, the most watched. again, it's my liking for observing human behavior i think that brought me to have fun doing this.
being faithful
- i am a Roman Catholic. born, raised and practising. but i never delineate one religion from another. for me? we are all in a circle and the Path is to go towards the Center. thus, no one has a monopoly of salvation. we all can reach it if we believe so, and otherwise. what is most important is that we be a reflection of everything good about our religion, and be more faithful than religious.
i was praying the rosary everyday when i was in high school during the long road trip to school. my regular Novena is for the Lady of Perpetual Help in Baclaran. have an ongoing desire to attend procession for the Lady of La Naval in Sto Domingo church every October. invoked lots of wishes which came true. right now, i intend to spread more devotion to our Patroness in Boljoon Cebu, my mom's hometown. Nuestra Senora del Patrocinio de Maria. learned that her incarnation is the only one pertaining to being her Patroness as Mary. pray pray pray
i do believe in miracles. happened lots of time. learned the lesson of letting go, the hard way. and when i pray, i usually don't invoke Jesus but more ask for intercession with the Blessed Mother and the Saints. i had a regression before with a psychic and she told me that i used to be a friar in 1500s stationed in Cebu. clothed in brown and offering Mass. that provoked me to admit why i so love the smell of incense and feel something different during High Masses and Consecration.
one of my cherished dreams is to attend a Papal Mass in the Vatican. save save save :)
friendships
- came across a book before that friendships is a constellation in your life. some go glowing brightly, some going faint in the distance. but it never means they are totally out of your life. i have suffered betrayals before. broken words. fought for a friendship which was never appreciated. collectively, i learned a lot. that's why i don't take the word "friend" any lightly. because once i call you that, it means that. nothing lesser but definitely more. it's not a mere word, for me it's a person.
i originally wanted to become a doctor but midway i realized i wouldn't be the best one. imagine i was in a Debate club competing, i was in the Student Board, i was enjoying The Practice more than ER...think think think
jologs and baduy
- i have a predilection for jukebox songs and all these sappy and sentimental songstresses,e.g. imelda papin, didith reyes [SLN], eva eugenio. of torch songs and third party never-leave-me-in-the-morning renditions. i know it's jologs [common place] to be? what the heck, it's hard to interpret in singing contests. i guess, it also is because of my liking for the masses. being raised by my dad to be able to talk to all people regardless of social strata, i guess, this is a conversation piece. although, i've always been looked at as burgis [bourgeosie] in the province given my academic pedigree. and that's my reason to my dad for not doing the campaign and pumping hands because i use the alcohol a lot, guilty!!! sorry na. hahaha. i just take care of the singing during miting de avance and whatnots. that's where i learn how to pass the mic to the audience when the notes get high and to serenade the voters. hahaha
i love scents
- i do. ask the peeps i work here with. i have amassed bottles of liquid soaps in all flavors imaginable. i love incense sticks, candles too. perfumes and colognes, i can't do without. Carolina Herrera is all time fave. Bvlgari too. but i do prefer Johnson's Baby cologne, Nenuco, Angel's Breath Yellow, and Bench Popsicle during day time. can't live without alcogel too.
i can play the piano [level3] and euphonium, i sing
- my parents really wanted us to learn how to play. more on my mom's frustration i think, ahehe. but i need the music sheet in front of me to play. my Kuya can do ouido [by ear] and play right away. i reason that i sing. haha. but learning euphonium [cousin to tuba] was more because i had to escape PE lessons in high school. you get exempted if you play in the school band. and my first PE was swimming! nah, i will not wiggle all my flabs. i'd rather pretend enjoying blowing through a mouthpiece and carry the weight. guess what, i learned about the rubber band technique in blowing there. *wink *wink, priceless
i used to sing Bangles' Manic Monday as contest piece for singing contests.
i don't know how to swim, i don't know how to drive
- even if mom's hometown is a beach paradise and i had to ride ships to get there during summer vacations, i never did. why? as i was tall since birth [exaj] i usually just walk and feel the sand whenever my cousins stressed to paddle and swim. and i still was farther from them. haha.
my dad is the best driver. i have a bad habit. i usually sleep on the way to school on the times he will drive me to, but i don't sleep on the car with everyone. that's how comfortable my dad drives. that's why i never seek the need to learn. besides, as we are a flood zone, i don't wish to be stranded and leave the car by the road side. i'd rather commute. excuses excuses
i know how to float, i sing when my dad is driving.
in messaging in friendster/facebook or whenever i ask to be added in, my subject line is almost always "ey" not for anything
- for ease of toggling between that screen and back to emails/reports, bwahaha. choz
i hate movie houses
- love watching in the comfort of my house. you don't have to dress up, can watch eating rice and whatever left over food "repaired" and drink a 1.5L Coke all for your taking. i always reason that i have fears of being injected contaminated blood in the cinema. there was a scare before and i never gotten over. beside, my being chismoso [nosy] make me watch other people instead of the movie. hahaha.
i enjoyed koreanovela and other asian horror stuff
- best for me were Full House and All In [plus Kim Sam Soon and House Husband. Foxy Lady was hot!]. did some major decisions watching the latter, All In. it's about friendships, betrayal, getting back to one's feet after a major loss and of course love. on the macabre, i like The Eye and Shutter. never fails to shock me still
i love watching Wish Ko Lang
- never fails to make me cry. anything family based problems and resolutions, never fail to get me. especially those that show reunions of relatives who've lost each other and found them back. haaay. so should i be kapamilya than kapuso? hahaha
i don't smoke but i drink a lot, if i can
- usually, during the eve of the new year, which is my mom's birthday too, i get drunk with my family. can finish a bottle with my Kuya. that's why early on i make sure i am on leave already, can't afford to miss. just did though this past one. couldn't go home. though i love liquor, dark over clear? i can't choose. it depends.
the reason i don't smoke, is i hate the odor. i hate the maintenance [cheapskate remember?] on cost and having to go down and back. more so, i need to take care of my voice. worked hard to reach my range, can't just let go easy. aherherher
i also cannot go working without water. need agua all the time.
lastly,i've never been in love. i thought i did.
Lessons learned
-appreciate people sincerely. we never know when things end. better be able to say things before it's too late. who you meet going up, will be there when you go down
-there are no short cuts in life. be it work, relationships. we have to do what needs to be done and learn from everything-family first. no amount of success at work will compensate for your failure at home
-you are where you need to be, to get to where you want to be. this is my most oft quoted saying from the legendary Ms Dina Bonnevie. really lived up to it. said this a million times during job interviews, coaching/mentoring sessions with staff, bonding time. simply put, wherever you are do the things that will prepare you for the next
my family and me
- i am the younger of 2 sons, but now the middle one as we have my cute, adorable, loving sister, ling-ling. i was the one who gave her complete name, Ava Rosa Emilia. note, it's Ehy-vuh not Ah-vah. hahaha
- my father is from Laguna. got elected as town councilor a decade ago. now pursuing a law degree, on this 5th year incoming. i've always encouraged my dad to pursue this as we always figure in legal discussions. besides, he's got brains for that. funny that at his age, he is a member of the Law School Fraternity. hahaha. and comes home late after school. and i say in jest "is this the doing of a dutiful student?" my dad is 63
- my mother is all beauty and talent. she would have been a singer had it not been that frowned upon career during her time. she's from Cebu and was raised a closed door Catholic. my maternal abuela [grandmother] always heard mass and do all things ritualistic to our faith. but she is beyond reproach. she is a paragon of whatever good there is to a religious person. i got my fondness for rosary and novenas from her. back to my mom, she is like a celebrity. she never discloses her real age and her legal documents vary in her name. born Rosita, she prefers Rosette. a mezzo-soprano, my mom can really sing, can really dance. what i so love about her, aside from really cooking good meals [burp!] is that she is very passionate with everything. always has an opinion, and will fight for all of us. Bisaya eh! but being a politician's wife, she can be rugged one moment, and ravishingly delectable the next. she is a good homemaker and i got 95% of her Castillian temper. ahehehe
- my brother, looks so much younger than i do. it has become his habit to ask his friends, to determine who is older of us two. of course, hello! he wins. good looking, looks like Mark Anthony Fernandez when we were younger, he's busy with his Internet business right now along with his wife. when people tell me that i am a kind person, i tell them that my Kuya is 100% more than i am. i was the one who enrolled ina State University, but he was the Activist in the family. my Kuya and i still baby talk at our age. hahaha
- my sister, mentioned above, is now in Grade 2. just had her birthday, a Gemini; thus, the public and private personality. i can't get enough talking if it's about my sis. she complements and adverses all of us in the family. she is the amalgam of all we are. like how i always describe her, only my sister can convince me to change my decision. hahaha. she is a God send gift. she gave me the direction in life. the reason why i'd rather work far off from them so that i can send her to Assumption College some day. love her to bits
my family is my main inspiration. the reason why i am driven in a lot of things. people often say that they are lucky to have me as a son, but i guess i return it back to them. they have accepted me for who i am, been there during my triumphs and losses, and have tolerated my idiosyncrasies and moods. believe me, if they haven't been like that, i wouldn't be like this at all...that's why i always do inquire back at people who are hung up on life, with lots of emotional baggages and issues, often than not, boils back to how and what they are with their families
- me [again!]. whenever Recruitment asks me, "tell me something that's not in your resume?" i always answer with I was born in January 22 which makes me an Aquarius in Western Horoscope and Rabbit in Chinese Zodiac. having said that, i have a very vibrant gut feel on almost all things. i can sense if someone's coming, something's burning, or what not. i sense it even if people talk about me, hahaha...
bad side of being Aquarian is that not a lot of people get what we say right away. guess, it comes with our prognostication of things that are still not evident. hate to say it, but we do say, "told you so" lots of time
in school
- collectively, i have about 20 gold medals in academics. starting from grade 1 up to 4th year high. i never had a silver nor bronze as i specifically told myself, i never wanted one. i hate to lose, i'm a sore loser. that's why i never aspire for a particular subject unless i have a chance to get the plum prize. hahaha...
usually i get them for Social Science and Filipino. imagine, not one for English. hahaha. i guess, it's because way back i never had the facility to speak well as i never used English much except in school. la salle pa! hahaha. also one reason why i entered the call center industry. to enhance my comm skills.
since prep school till senior year, i've always been in the star/first section. never figured though in top ten in grade school though. guess, it was because i never thought there was so much in me.
as an Aquarian still, i love pushing the envelope and asking why and challenging authorities for the norm. in la salle, not a lot know about this, but i almost got expelled for shouting at a teacher. she was late in vacating a room and i accosted her for it. she felt slighted at the very least but gave me a chance. lesson learned really for me. one, to control my temper. two, to give 2nd chances on people. these two things i've strived to work on ever since and has helped me a lot in people management.
notre dame
- had my first taste of being a school official way back grade school in Notre Dame of Greater Manila. i was assigned to check all classrooms, from grade 1 to 6, and assess discipline [if they're not noisy, har har] and cleanliness [no brooms, candy wrappers] everyday and submit a report for recognition to the student council. the ones i submit gets a cash prize i think. and this started because i was commended for returning a lost wallet to the Guidance Office. i did most of my rounds when i find the class lecture boring. hahaha. tell the teacher i needed to do my "official duties." lol
after that i planned that i wanted my graduation yearbook to look that i have all positions under me. i did. ahehe. i was the President of the Knights of the Altar. Vice Pres for Guidance Counsellors. Secretary for the Science Club. Treasurer for the Student Affairs. i think i was even a liaison for another club. already forgot. that early, i knew career planning na pala. har har
la salle green hills
- where i went for high school. this institution has fomented a great deal on my view in life. it has given me the assurance that regardless if you speak English with a Tagalog accent, or from the wrong side of the village, doesn't matter. i used to be wary of filthy rich people as they are very snooty and all. but going here, was first a dream come true for my dad. second, when i landed first place along with the batch valedictorian in grade 7, i discovered that i can be at par! and i did well. not only academically, but extra-curricular activities too. my aspirations went beyond the books. i got to be an editor in chief of Habagat, the vernacular literary publication in 3rd year high. it was the first time it was granted. it should have been a Senior one. but i sat on it and did a lot of firsts. up to now, remembering how i got my team ride a river ferry to take pics and interview a GRO in the red light district still brings smile [rhandee, remember?] got the President position the year after.
i also won a scriptwriting prize for writing an interpretation of the Noli Me Tangere, titled Anno Domini. my first attempt in stage directing. hahaha. it was true, that when you're called on stage you'd be speechless. i thought actors just ham it up for effect. i was blank!
university of the philippines - manila
- in college, i used to be a debater. competed across Philippine schools and landed on the top 5, if i reckon correctly. the debate was held over a radio station and it was fun. you will be given a topic and you have to figure out how to create the discussion as the affirmative team. my team mate was ivy patdu. very sharp mind. i still misses her yaya's sopas [soup] during team practice. laced with cheese and dribbled with milk. ahhh!!! hehe. guess, i got all my over talking way and speed thinking through debate. you also become better with bluffing. that's why i subscribe to say that it is easy to lie with numbers. quoting statistics is a good way to do it. hahaha
i also was active with the UP Manila Chorale. bass. was part of the 4 voices to sing the Pahinungod during official activities. but i wanted to be a tenor so i can sing the melody.
i also was a block President and was voted to be the VP for my College in the Student Board. never became interested with street parliamentarism. activism never did become my thing. i'd rather be home watching Tropang Trumpo. way back home was hard that time and i never liked having a cab bring me home. the fare!!! goodness
after high school, i only had my mind set to enter the University of the Philippines and take up Public Health as a major. i never took any other college entrance exams. i only realized in retrospect, had i failed i wouldn't have gone on the first sem at all. hahaha. that's why in my quiz, it was never true i was in the top 20%. i was in the top 5%. lol
painfully shy
- contrary to how others perceive me to be, i am a shy person. i guess, like how i told Anna, when i was younger i don't answer anyone knocking on the door. fear of strangers. besides, as my job entails a lot of people interacting, getting paid for it, my home is a sanctuary. i am suplado [snob] to all my neighbors and if you ask them about me, chances are, they don't know me. hahaha. i don't like chitchatting with them nor telling them where i'm headed off. the very public person i am at work, i am your worst next door person. i really don't care. period. not for anything else, but i just want to mind my own business. that's why i don't go out my room if there are visitors in the house not mine. i don't answer the phone unless i have to. and i turn off my mobile if i'm on leave.
regine velasquez
- ahhh, this blog will never be complete if i don't about this lady. i've always liked her ever since. my mom never did. i think it's because she can scale the octaves with ease and really perform full blown volume and lung power. i am way past being a rabid fan and recklessly fight other people who say otherwise. nah, i know her strengths and weaknesses in performing. when she's inspired and give informed interpretations and when she's just holding the mic for all she cares. i've seen her best performances and her worst. i think i can even join a trivia contest about her and win it. hahaha. her voice before was really higher and effortless but her endurance now and techniques are faultless. time was when i used to say, i want Regine when she shows she's having a hard time reaching the notes. proves that she's still human. hahaha. but those were too few, really. proof of that is "What Kind of Fool Am I?" look it up and you will see that her first performance was a showcase true, but can be improved. and she has. for me, her Luna Awards 2005 version, although sharp at one instance, was the best in terms of technique and robustness. full throttle. same with the SOP version, the voice placement was perfect. but her Twenty concert was the most emotional. she was struggling for the voice to hit it. didn't sustain but great job still.
what i do like her is that TALENT is never enough. you should improve on any God given things. take time to learn more about your craft and do more. she really studied her voice well and improved on the last performance. and i always point this out during coaching sessions with people who think they have been sent to Earth to belittle people as they seem to know it all. sorry, they certainly don't. bwahahaha
oprah winfrey
- her outlook in life is certified inspiring. when i still used to do a per production job proofreading occupation, earning php1500 a week, i always look forward to watching her 1030PM show over channel23. it never fails to strengthen my resolve that things will get better and that things won't stay permanent. she was like my preacher that time, telling me to keep on going, take up the discipline and improve. it's a cycle, to raise the bar of performance higher and higher. add to this, her weight struggle which i sooo relate with. besides, ms winfrey worked hard for the money. heard an anecdote that one of her relatives told her, "honey, you already lots of money. don't work too hard." she quipped, "darling, that's why i have lots of money. because, i work hard." fine.
passion for writing
- to say i like to write is a major understatement. i have always loved the feel of unused paper and trying on a good pen. i still jot down journals, have a wish notebook, apart from pouring thoughts online. when i used to be a writer for Computerworld Phils., used to have around 10 pages of long handed drafts for my articles. hard was it for me to trust the PC to contain what i had to say. since it was my job, i had to be better writing and editing right after in a snap. no choice, i had to learn how to think and type. i usually do brain dump first. write anything on my mind. all my transcribed interview quotes etc. then i stand up, either eat or have coffee, so when i go back to edit, i have a fresh mind and eyes. now it's a matter of learning what time i need to submit anything, and i work around that. usually, i simmer on my ideas during my lengthy trips [still live in Valenzuela, a good 3 hour ride one way to Makati on a good day]. that's where i learn to construct my outline while on the road. i keep on reading my draft printouts until i can imagine where and where to place them in my final copy.
no love for Math lost
- i don't have immediate liking for Math. Geometry was hardest for me. i really didn't get the Proving part, ever. that was the only time in LSGH that i scored below 85 which was my threshold for grades, har har. but i did like Algebra though. i was the test paper checker back then. ahehe. i think it was more my fear to flunk that made me like it. used to be seated next to Jun M. [hi!] who during exams will just making a drawing of a circle and derive all the formulae from there, the pi and radius whatever. me? as soon as the teacher says, start i write all the memorized whatnots first before i forget so i can solve. hate it!
i truly believe that love for Math is in accordance with how good the teacher is. great ones i did encounter in high school made it so enjoyable and pragmatic, can't help but sail through.
up to now, i still don't get why i needed to learn angle of elevation and depression [where the hell the ship is if you're on a hill], to determine which pocket in the billiard table the ball will go given an angle x and velocity y. or find out the Molarity and molality of a table sugar cube or the composition of the dirt caused by a Periplaneta Americana, duh...hate it!!
we used to have a joke that in class 3-E, chemistry with ms Laura [hello!] was more a reading comprehension exam and not problem solving. gosh, she was something really. her exams were all, okay what was that again? haha. and she even intimated that she sings the Periodic Table of Elements. lol
ukay freak
-yes. i am a cheapskate, guilty! that's why when ukay [relief goods/surplus/overruns] came about, helluva! my main take on it is that, it's branded, it's cheap [php20 most times i bought], and it fits my frame [most of them are american sizes] so what the friggin' reason should i not? besides, where i shop people prefer the printed ones [read: balloons/yachts etc]. my closet is prized, i have Balenciaga, YSL, Hugo Boss, Paul Smith, CK, Dunhill, Ralph Lauren, Brooks Brothers, Diesel, Kenneth Cole, Armani, Versace, Ascot Chang, Lane Crawford, Abercrombie/Fitch, DKNY, Tommy Hilfiger, Gant, Daniel Hechter, Ermenigildo Zegna
one reason i don't buy Giordano and Bossini. it's priced higher than what i get. hahaha
food craving
- evidently, i love to eat. think, it's just a matter of what i want to eat at a particular time. all time fave will be Jollibee spaghettin plus chicken joy. i'm fond of fried/roasted chicken and love the breast and thigh part. always wondered how people wanted a drumstick, worse my mom loves the wings. gosh, all skin and not much meat, c'mon! also, believe in comfort food. love goto/arroz caldo [beef stipe/chicken porridge]. anything sinful, pork dishes, is a must. calorific and everything, i do believe that we must try all dishes first at one time. love also japanese food. but true and tested, will be, next to Pinoy, Chinese dishes. ahhh. that's why it's heaven here in KL. i was never fond of North Park's lemon chicken coz it tastes like wax, but here? for a RM5, i can eat it with gusto. i also love street food. but if i were to eat something everyday, has to be siomai [with chili garlic sauce], pansit canton, fried chicken and fried fish. galunggong and tilapia are all time fave. can eat it everyday
getting fit
- after food, the guilt. hahaha. used to be so big really. and never thought that i was affected, self esteem wise, by it? but i really wanted to be fitter. was never a sports buff. save for badminton [where i played in intrams] and bowling [where i scored a flat 1.o in college]. a good sweat is great. at the gym, i usually do the stepper, then treadmill. then i start to think if i wanted to do weights. haay. always and forever, a battle. but the butt shaper is a killer. if i wanted to punish myself for eating too much rice or what, i go there and suffer the ignominy of a 5 minute work out. can't do lots. but Dawnne can. leche!
had to really lose weight as my sugar level is now higher than normal. really, should be a lifestyle driven thing. find out what fits your groove. used to try lots of diets in the past, but only dawned in me that i need to alter the way i see food. i should appreciate it instead. and that doing cardio should be done along side. it need not be gym at all. can be walking, lifting things etc. it is hard. takes commitment to do it but yeah, agree to what Fitness First says, it's motivation first then habit eventually. it has to be your vow to stay fit. at least now, i'm medium sized for Carrefour shirts. ahehehe.
fashion plate
- people often say, you are what you wear. i agree to a point. not necessarily for being an effective performer in the office nor a better person, but more on perception management. you dress for what you aspire for, they say. again, to a certain point. me? i believe that it is very individualistic. people who suck in dressing are not necessarily aware they do? and people who are good at it are the ones who don't make too much an attempt to do so. most often, people say the branded items carry them, but i don't agree. rags are rags, it's you who make the clothes stand out not the other way around.
i prefer accoutrements when i feel low. that's why i hate dressing up. but if i feel bad, or want a change, i rise to the occasion. i prefer mixing high labels with stuff you find in the department stores. all black, with colors peeping through somewhere. or very conservative, but with shoes that talk! accessories play a vital role as well. play with prints. pile things up. play with colors. nobody can say there's a rule in dressing up. all are guides.
i just hate it that people flaunt their inheritance with so much "shining shimmering splendid" baubles on. they fail to think that they look like a christmas tree walking around. well to put it, you really can't buy class.
at least for most, it we don't have it? let's make the attempt worth it. as one said it, "anyone can cook but not everyone has taste."
pinoy trivia addict
- way back grade school, used to have a notebook filled with newspaper clippings of all showbiz personalities. i love chismis [gossips] about them. and up to now, and my closest friends hate me for it, i still go starstruck when i see a celebrity. i don't know but i do keep watch of everything about showbiz. plus, being Pinoy, and a TV addict. i can give you a memory trip on the 80's and 90's shows and denizens. even the soap operas, i have watched. all Awards night, i have. talk show, the most watched. again, it's my liking for observing human behavior i think that brought me to have fun doing this.
being faithful
- i am a Roman Catholic. born, raised and practising. but i never delineate one religion from another. for me? we are all in a circle and the Path is to go towards the Center. thus, no one has a monopoly of salvation. we all can reach it if we believe so, and otherwise. what is most important is that we be a reflection of everything good about our religion, and be more faithful than religious.
i was praying the rosary everyday when i was in high school during the long road trip to school. my regular Novena is for the Lady of Perpetual Help in Baclaran. have an ongoing desire to attend procession for the Lady of La Naval in Sto Domingo church every October. invoked lots of wishes which came true. right now, i intend to spread more devotion to our Patroness in Boljoon Cebu, my mom's hometown. Nuestra Senora del Patrocinio de Maria. learned that her incarnation is the only one pertaining to being her Patroness as Mary. pray pray pray
i do believe in miracles. happened lots of time. learned the lesson of letting go, the hard way. and when i pray, i usually don't invoke Jesus but more ask for intercession with the Blessed Mother and the Saints. i had a regression before with a psychic and she told me that i used to be a friar in 1500s stationed in Cebu. clothed in brown and offering Mass. that provoked me to admit why i so love the smell of incense and feel something different during High Masses and Consecration.
one of my cherished dreams is to attend a Papal Mass in the Vatican. save save save :)
friendships
- came across a book before that friendships is a constellation in your life. some go glowing brightly, some going faint in the distance. but it never means they are totally out of your life. i have suffered betrayals before. broken words. fought for a friendship which was never appreciated. collectively, i learned a lot. that's why i don't take the word "friend" any lightly. because once i call you that, it means that. nothing lesser but definitely more. it's not a mere word, for me it's a person.
i originally wanted to become a doctor but midway i realized i wouldn't be the best one. imagine i was in a Debate club competing, i was in the Student Board, i was enjoying The Practice more than ER...think think think
jologs and baduy
- i have a predilection for jukebox songs and all these sappy and sentimental songstresses,e.g. imelda papin, didith reyes [SLN], eva eugenio. of torch songs and third party never-leave-me-in-the-morning renditions. i know it's jologs [common place] to be? what the heck, it's hard to interpret in singing contests. i guess, it also is because of my liking for the masses. being raised by my dad to be able to talk to all people regardless of social strata, i guess, this is a conversation piece. although, i've always been looked at as burgis [bourgeosie] in the province given my academic pedigree. and that's my reason to my dad for not doing the campaign and pumping hands because i use the alcohol a lot, guilty!!! sorry na. hahaha. i just take care of the singing during miting de avance and whatnots. that's where i learn how to pass the mic to the audience when the notes get high and to serenade the voters. hahaha
i love scents
- i do. ask the peeps i work here with. i have amassed bottles of liquid soaps in all flavors imaginable. i love incense sticks, candles too. perfumes and colognes, i can't do without. Carolina Herrera is all time fave. Bvlgari too. but i do prefer Johnson's Baby cologne, Nenuco, Angel's Breath Yellow, and Bench Popsicle during day time. can't live without alcogel too.
i can play the piano [level3] and euphonium, i sing
- my parents really wanted us to learn how to play. more on my mom's frustration i think, ahehe. but i need the music sheet in front of me to play. my Kuya can do ouido [by ear] and play right away. i reason that i sing. haha. but learning euphonium [cousin to tuba] was more because i had to escape PE lessons in high school. you get exempted if you play in the school band. and my first PE was swimming! nah, i will not wiggle all my flabs. i'd rather pretend enjoying blowing through a mouthpiece and carry the weight. guess what, i learned about the rubber band technique in blowing there. *wink *wink, priceless
i used to sing Bangles' Manic Monday as contest piece for singing contests.
i don't know how to swim, i don't know how to drive
- even if mom's hometown is a beach paradise and i had to ride ships to get there during summer vacations, i never did. why? as i was tall since birth [exaj] i usually just walk and feel the sand whenever my cousins stressed to paddle and swim. and i still was farther from them. haha.
my dad is the best driver. i have a bad habit. i usually sleep on the way to school on the times he will drive me to, but i don't sleep on the car with everyone. that's how comfortable my dad drives. that's why i never seek the need to learn. besides, as we are a flood zone, i don't wish to be stranded and leave the car by the road side. i'd rather commute. excuses excuses
i know how to float, i sing when my dad is driving.
in messaging in friendster/facebook or whenever i ask to be added in, my subject line is almost always "ey" not for anything
- for ease of toggling between that screen and back to emails/reports, bwahaha. choz
i hate movie houses
- love watching in the comfort of my house. you don't have to dress up, can watch eating rice and whatever left over food "repaired" and drink a 1.5L Coke all for your taking. i always reason that i have fears of being injected contaminated blood in the cinema. there was a scare before and i never gotten over. beside, my being chismoso [nosy] make me watch other people instead of the movie. hahaha.
i enjoyed koreanovela and other asian horror stuff
- best for me were Full House and All In [plus Kim Sam Soon and House Husband. Foxy Lady was hot!]. did some major decisions watching the latter, All In. it's about friendships, betrayal, getting back to one's feet after a major loss and of course love. on the macabre, i like The Eye and Shutter. never fails to shock me still
i love watching Wish Ko Lang
- never fails to make me cry. anything family based problems and resolutions, never fail to get me. especially those that show reunions of relatives who've lost each other and found them back. haaay. so should i be kapamilya than kapuso? hahaha
i don't smoke but i drink a lot, if i can
- usually, during the eve of the new year, which is my mom's birthday too, i get drunk with my family. can finish a bottle with my Kuya. that's why early on i make sure i am on leave already, can't afford to miss. just did though this past one. couldn't go home. though i love liquor, dark over clear? i can't choose. it depends.
the reason i don't smoke, is i hate the odor. i hate the maintenance [cheapskate remember?] on cost and having to go down and back. more so, i need to take care of my voice. worked hard to reach my range, can't just let go easy. aherherher
i also cannot go working without water. need agua all the time.
lastly,i've never been in love. i thought i did.
Lessons learned
-appreciate people sincerely. we never know when things end. better be able to say things before it's too late. who you meet going up, will be there when you go down
-there are no short cuts in life. be it work, relationships. we have to do what needs to be done and learn from everything-family first. no amount of success at work will compensate for your failure at home
-you are where you need to be, to get to where you want to be. this is my most oft quoted saying from the legendary Ms Dina Bonnevie. really lived up to it. said this a million times during job interviews, coaching/mentoring sessions with staff, bonding time. simply put, wherever you are do the things that will prepare you for the next
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
humility shown, greatness earned
it has been almost a month that this birthday special has been shown, yet i still can't get over the fact that this was a showcase of my dad's paradigm, that "we really don't lose anything with being humble."
for the uninitiated, regine velasquez always had a show during her birthday month, april. used to be when i was still in high school and college, i will watch out for her "songbird sings streisand" in mandarin oriental. not being able to afford the ticket, but just to wait for it to be shown on tv. then her live concerts followed by tv specials until then the "roots to riches" which was just recently showed in may came. the press release that got to me was that, the staff did a research on who used to be her main rival in the amateur singing circuit way back and they were able to track her down.
her name is minerva "eva" castillo.
eva has beaten regine, who was used to be known as "chona", in all contests except one. they were in a tie that time, only once sharing the same price but never beaten. imagine? amassing around 300 trophies all in all. that's how good eva was at that time.
thus when i was able to watch this one out, i was amazed. it has been and will always be true that talent will out. that true born singers, no matter what happens, will sparkle with their gift. and they will always deliver...she did...eva castillo did...
her style counterpoints with regine's high flying runs and acrobatics. her style is classy, her voice is nuanced, her delivery is with conviction.
true, her voice evokes of life's hardships and experiences and not merely acted out. for me, i call her "No Ordinary Diva." as she may just be any ordinary woman, washing clothes and making ends meet, but once she sings, you listen.
not only was this scene with regine, heart tugging at the very least. what i always talk about with closest friends is that regine exhibited extreme humility with showcasing a used-to-be contender who's never given her the light of day in singing, and admit this to the entire world. and more, to show her on the same stage with her.
when i saw the footage from "mel and joey" during their rehearsals, eva was given the same treatment, given a make up artist, a gown from pepsi herrera no less. and regine even talked to her in the dressing room. if i were some diva, i will lump her together with the rest, she's a "no who?" anyway. give her the regulation clothes, why waste designer rags? and let me have beauty rest, as i needed to given my stature.
but sorry to disappoint big time. regine took time out giving her pep talk. assuring her. inspiring her to make it a good performance, for who knows? and i am one person who believes in giving chances. true enough. eva castillo reigned with regine in the show.
i admit, regine was a disappointment to me as of late. what with her reckless "Listen" rendition in SOP. goodness, practice was sooo badly needed. what with her relationship with ogie a. i mean, she was single for the longest time and why have a complicated one?
but i think, undeniably. her effort for this special paid off. much more, her effortless and sincere idea of helping someone out was remarkable. true, she didn't have to? true, this person may have ran to the bank with winnings she should have gotten? true, this person is now a nobody.
but that is the essence of what she has shown. greatness is not asked. it is given. and in moments where we least expect it, if we are sincere and meek enough, the spotlight may not be on us anymore, but the attention has never faltered.
happy Wednesday everyone :)
here's the link to that remarkable song number: eva castillo with regine velasquez
for the uninitiated, regine velasquez always had a show during her birthday month, april. used to be when i was still in high school and college, i will watch out for her "songbird sings streisand" in mandarin oriental. not being able to afford the ticket, but just to wait for it to be shown on tv. then her live concerts followed by tv specials until then the "roots to riches" which was just recently showed in may came. the press release that got to me was that, the staff did a research on who used to be her main rival in the amateur singing circuit way back and they were able to track her down.
her name is minerva "eva" castillo.
eva has beaten regine, who was used to be known as "chona", in all contests except one. they were in a tie that time, only once sharing the same price but never beaten. imagine? amassing around 300 trophies all in all. that's how good eva was at that time.
thus when i was able to watch this one out, i was amazed. it has been and will always be true that talent will out. that true born singers, no matter what happens, will sparkle with their gift. and they will always deliver...she did...eva castillo did...
her style counterpoints with regine's high flying runs and acrobatics. her style is classy, her voice is nuanced, her delivery is with conviction.
true, her voice evokes of life's hardships and experiences and not merely acted out. for me, i call her "No Ordinary Diva." as she may just be any ordinary woman, washing clothes and making ends meet, but once she sings, you listen.
not only was this scene with regine, heart tugging at the very least. what i always talk about with closest friends is that regine exhibited extreme humility with showcasing a used-to-be contender who's never given her the light of day in singing, and admit this to the entire world. and more, to show her on the same stage with her.
when i saw the footage from "mel and joey" during their rehearsals, eva was given the same treatment, given a make up artist, a gown from pepsi herrera no less. and regine even talked to her in the dressing room. if i were some diva, i will lump her together with the rest, she's a "no who?" anyway. give her the regulation clothes, why waste designer rags? and let me have beauty rest, as i needed to given my stature.
but sorry to disappoint big time. regine took time out giving her pep talk. assuring her. inspiring her to make it a good performance, for who knows? and i am one person who believes in giving chances. true enough. eva castillo reigned with regine in the show.
i admit, regine was a disappointment to me as of late. what with her reckless "Listen" rendition in SOP. goodness, practice was sooo badly needed. what with her relationship with ogie a. i mean, she was single for the longest time and why have a complicated one?
but i think, undeniably. her effort for this special paid off. much more, her effortless and sincere idea of helping someone out was remarkable. true, she didn't have to? true, this person may have ran to the bank with winnings she should have gotten? true, this person is now a nobody.
but that is the essence of what she has shown. greatness is not asked. it is given. and in moments where we least expect it, if we are sincere and meek enough, the spotlight may not be on us anymore, but the attention has never faltered.
happy Wednesday everyone :)
here's the link to that remarkable song number: eva castillo with regine velasquez
Sunday, May 24, 2009
the books, los libros, mga aklat
if there's something i consider one of my vices in this imperfect existence, it has been and always be books.
i don't know what it is in bookstores that it is sooo unusual [read: close to never] that i walk away without a book in tow. usually, ones in the bargain bins. hahaha. cheapskate me!
i have always had a serious, torrid, love hate, orgasmic affair with paper- and hard-bound that i can withstand being inside the bookshop for hours on end without looking at my watch, without thinking about the persons i have to meet up later or even if there is still a bus on my way home [when i was still in manila]. for the latter, good thing here in KL, Borders is just like 10 minutes away. another good reason to browse [and eventually, buy...if i have the money :)]
i never even consider it a splurge if i have in my arms, around 5 to 8 books for my read. i always reason that it does not go to waste at all. it is an investment, hahaha...my mom goes bonkers whenever i do that, saying i am building a library. which i think i am. at one point, way back grade school days, i even have borrower's card for my stacks. having the borrower sign up.
i do go as far as scrimping on transport/movies/concerts/dvds etc if needed be. i tend to think of scrimping on my other vice, FOOD, but nah! realistically, do you think i can forego food? hahaha...maybe not dine out, that far, but not altogether go hungry for books. i know a lot of peeps scrimping on food for fashion, but not me. i cannot live on bread alone. neither with water only. ghad!
in reference to my subject line, i just bought books yesterday night at Tropicana Mall's Borders. my original intention was to browse through the travel guides as i have plans this june to go Phuket with CVG peeps. instead, i had 3 books bought! one was a solve-the-mystery books from the creator of Encyclopedia Brown. know what, these books sustained me in Notre Dame a lot. it was like Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys with questions in the end as to who did it. and the good thing was, you solve it. think, i got my being OC for details there. i always go back and forth flipping the prosaic leaves for clues and whatnots until i agree with the author. hahaha.
in the interest of maximizing the breadth of my intellectual journey, i bought a MATH book. hahaha...i was never that good in math. except for algebra which i found so delectable. especially the one using matrices, proving, reduction to simplest terms...what i bought was not a textbook type. that's sooo not me. it was like a guidebook across math, in its basest form and its applications. very interesting. i came across all the terms that i have forgotten already. and i think it's fun to learn it once more since i will not have a quiz after nor a graded recitation. it will purely be for fun now.
the last one i have bought is a book by Nobel Laureate, Gabriel Garcia-Marquez. one of my sooo favorite an author. i have read his One Hundred Years of Solitude way back freshman high, and was i in love. the tapestry of magic realism held its spell on me until i discovered isabel allende too. haay. how time flew really. now it's Love in the Time of Cholera. i have just started straddling the first 2 pages and i put it down already. hahaha. not of disinterest of course. more on, i wanted to spend time with the book in the most convenient time. not pressed for errands etc. it's what i call lovemaking with prose. you set the mood, tuck yourself comfortably and start the read. that way, all nuances and trembles are captured, nourished, frolicked, savored, and lulled into one's being.
i guess teddy locsin jr said it sooo truthfully. when you hold a book and you don't end up finishing it, you are just not ready for it at that time. attempt once more after a period of months, even years if need be, then you will know why it didn't happen the first time.
i can go on and on exploiting this desire for the bound pages of letters and sentences and paragraphs but it is a disservice to the readers. for a book is not merely for sharing, from another speaker. it should be your personal experience with it. that is the wonder of book reading. to each his own. each of us will have our own truths with it. our own realizations. our own dawnings of consciousness.
it was never the intention of most good writers to provide life's solutions in between those pages, but it is to bring to another world, maybe not our own but desirably, a better one from what we may be thinking we are on. better in the sense that, our life after all deserves its own edition, its own publication worth writing, worth knowing.
P.S.
i would have wanted to start all my paragraphs with letter i. didn't succeed with the paragraph for Garcia-Marquez. to do such is to reduce his significance to caprice. which i won't.
i don't know what it is in bookstores that it is sooo unusual [read: close to never] that i walk away without a book in tow. usually, ones in the bargain bins. hahaha. cheapskate me!
i have always had a serious, torrid, love hate, orgasmic affair with paper- and hard-bound that i can withstand being inside the bookshop for hours on end without looking at my watch, without thinking about the persons i have to meet up later or even if there is still a bus on my way home [when i was still in manila]. for the latter, good thing here in KL, Borders is just like 10 minutes away. another good reason to browse [and eventually, buy...if i have the money :)]
i never even consider it a splurge if i have in my arms, around 5 to 8 books for my read. i always reason that it does not go to waste at all. it is an investment, hahaha...my mom goes bonkers whenever i do that, saying i am building a library. which i think i am. at one point, way back grade school days, i even have borrower's card for my stacks. having the borrower sign up.
i do go as far as scrimping on transport/movies/concerts/dvds etc if needed be. i tend to think of scrimping on my other vice, FOOD, but nah! realistically, do you think i can forego food? hahaha...maybe not dine out, that far, but not altogether go hungry for books. i know a lot of peeps scrimping on food for fashion, but not me. i cannot live on bread alone. neither with water only. ghad!
in reference to my subject line, i just bought books yesterday night at Tropicana Mall's Borders. my original intention was to browse through the travel guides as i have plans this june to go Phuket with CVG peeps. instead, i had 3 books bought! one was a solve-the-mystery books from the creator of Encyclopedia Brown. know what, these books sustained me in Notre Dame a lot. it was like Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys with questions in the end as to who did it. and the good thing was, you solve it. think, i got my being OC for details there. i always go back and forth flipping the prosaic leaves for clues and whatnots until i agree with the author. hahaha.
in the interest of maximizing the breadth of my intellectual journey, i bought a MATH book. hahaha...i was never that good in math. except for algebra which i found so delectable. especially the one using matrices, proving, reduction to simplest terms...what i bought was not a textbook type. that's sooo not me. it was like a guidebook across math, in its basest form and its applications. very interesting. i came across all the terms that i have forgotten already. and i think it's fun to learn it once more since i will not have a quiz after nor a graded recitation. it will purely be for fun now.
the last one i have bought is a book by Nobel Laureate, Gabriel Garcia-Marquez. one of my sooo favorite an author. i have read his One Hundred Years of Solitude way back freshman high, and was i in love. the tapestry of magic realism held its spell on me until i discovered isabel allende too. haay. how time flew really. now it's Love in the Time of Cholera. i have just started straddling the first 2 pages and i put it down already. hahaha. not of disinterest of course. more on, i wanted to spend time with the book in the most convenient time. not pressed for errands etc. it's what i call lovemaking with prose. you set the mood, tuck yourself comfortably and start the read. that way, all nuances and trembles are captured, nourished, frolicked, savored, and lulled into one's being.
i guess teddy locsin jr said it sooo truthfully. when you hold a book and you don't end up finishing it, you are just not ready for it at that time. attempt once more after a period of months, even years if need be, then you will know why it didn't happen the first time.
i can go on and on exploiting this desire for the bound pages of letters and sentences and paragraphs but it is a disservice to the readers. for a book is not merely for sharing, from another speaker. it should be your personal experience with it. that is the wonder of book reading. to each his own. each of us will have our own truths with it. our own realizations. our own dawnings of consciousness.
it was never the intention of most good writers to provide life's solutions in between those pages, but it is to bring to another world, maybe not our own but desirably, a better one from what we may be thinking we are on. better in the sense that, our life after all deserves its own edition, its own publication worth writing, worth knowing.
P.S.
i would have wanted to start all my paragraphs with letter i. didn't succeed with the paragraph for Garcia-Marquez. to do such is to reduce his significance to caprice. which i won't.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
same old
this is quite a popular expression in Manila where i came from. pertaining to "the more things change, the more they stay the same."
am sooo glad to have talked with theny at last. ghad, did i miss this girl friend of mine sooo much. we've been partners in venturing into a lot of things. be it watching friggin' indie films in robinson's galleria, or food search into whatever cuisine we fancy at the moment, or just plainly walking across baywalk near Manila bay, not for the famous sunset but for the infamous strip before sunrise. hahaha. and never did i walk it out sans my dell laptop in tow. hahaha...
glad too that plans for our june thailand trip is underway. thanks to slacker. and as i was relating with arjhaie, mau was busy asking me questions where i was the one fiddling with air asia website, googling, finding accommodations. me pointing the railways and bus trips, mau computing and finding odds and evens on what made better sense...hahaha
mau that was both fun and instructive to say the least. that was team work! ahahaha...
i guess, i go back to what i put in the subject, same old. the more we change, the people we prioritize, we give importance back to, the persons we love so dearly. are the ones who have been there all throughout. who have been there when all there was to us was none
i love you all...
am sooo glad to have talked with theny at last. ghad, did i miss this girl friend of mine sooo much. we've been partners in venturing into a lot of things. be it watching friggin' indie films in robinson's galleria, or food search into whatever cuisine we fancy at the moment, or just plainly walking across baywalk near Manila bay, not for the famous sunset but for the infamous strip before sunrise. hahaha. and never did i walk it out sans my dell laptop in tow. hahaha...
glad too that plans for our june thailand trip is underway. thanks to slacker. and as i was relating with arjhaie, mau was busy asking me questions where i was the one fiddling with air asia website, googling, finding accommodations. me pointing the railways and bus trips, mau computing and finding odds and evens on what made better sense...hahaha
mau that was both fun and instructive to say the least. that was team work! ahahaha...
i guess, i go back to what i put in the subject, same old. the more we change, the people we prioritize, we give importance back to, the persons we love so dearly. are the ones who have been there all throughout. who have been there when all there was to us was none
i love you all...
Sunday, May 17, 2009
going 7 months
nah, it's not about relationship. i do wish though.
my stay in kuala lumpur, working for telekom malaysia is reaching halfway through this year. quite expectedly, there were numerous ruminations about it being a good or bad decision. of it being worthwhile to leave my comfort zone. of bidding goodbye to my family especially lingling, my lil sister for the 3rd time [i left for manila a week back for a business trip]...
all these have regurgitated in my mind endlessly.
but i guess, proof of it is that i still feel i can do more.
do more in the sense that despite the helplessness sometimes, it's all gonna go back to me.
it will always be dependent on me on how things will turn out and how long i will last.
definitely, God willing, i will finish my contract in 2 years.
cheers to me getting back my blog. cheers to all the things that help me get by. cheers to my business plans. cheers to all the people who constantly believe and love me...
cheers to all things happening my way.
despite being love less. hahahaha...
my stay in kuala lumpur, working for telekom malaysia is reaching halfway through this year. quite expectedly, there were numerous ruminations about it being a good or bad decision. of it being worthwhile to leave my comfort zone. of bidding goodbye to my family especially lingling, my lil sister for the 3rd time [i left for manila a week back for a business trip]...
all these have regurgitated in my mind endlessly.
but i guess, proof of it is that i still feel i can do more.
do more in the sense that despite the helplessness sometimes, it's all gonna go back to me.
it will always be dependent on me on how things will turn out and how long i will last.
definitely, God willing, i will finish my contract in 2 years.
cheers to me getting back my blog. cheers to all the things that help me get by. cheers to my business plans. cheers to all the people who constantly believe and love me...
cheers to all things happening my way.
despite being love less. hahahaha...
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
i am DEFINITELY back
hahahaha...
i have regained access to my mojacko blog. thanks to theny's email i just sooo happen to remember how fun it is to do this stuff.
and now that i am geared to buy a 10meg camera and shoot all nicest locales here, am on my way to blogging mania once more.
ain't it nice to be reacquainted with an old pal?
mojacko is back.
and mojacko has decided to blog again.
hahahaha...
i have regained access to my mojacko blog. thanks to theny's email i just sooo happen to remember how fun it is to do this stuff.
and now that i am geared to buy a 10meg camera and shoot all nicest locales here, am on my way to blogging mania once more.
ain't it nice to be reacquainted with an old pal?
mojacko is back.
and mojacko has decided to blog again.
hahahaha...
Sunday, July 02, 2006
independence day
well not really, in the philippines, it's june 12.
my title is apt more on the fact that i am trying to liberate my thoughts and my psyche from the overwhelming challenges in work.
it's way beyond me already. i am more prayerful now that my tussle with someone in the organization will not fester and recurring, so much so that, i will have no other choice but walk away entirely.
i hope not. i love my company, my job, and the people i work with.
***arggggghhhhhhh, i just hate it when a month passes by without me blogging.
my title is apt more on the fact that i am trying to liberate my thoughts and my psyche from the overwhelming challenges in work.
it's way beyond me already. i am more prayerful now that my tussle with someone in the organization will not fester and recurring, so much so that, i will have no other choice but walk away entirely.
i hope not. i love my company, my job, and the people i work with.
***arggggghhhhhhh, i just hate it when a month passes by without me blogging.
Monday, May 01, 2006
repost repast
the following used to be my posts in my friendster blog site.
i have gotten tired of maintaining it further, thus i am paring down.
i know there is a better way than cutting and pasting, but i guess, for the life of me [and keeping it simple] this is the fastest.
enjoy.
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No more blogs for me in Friendster
i guess i have gotten tired of maintaining lots of blogs.
to keep it simple, just find me in my main blog site.
gracias con todo.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 30 April 2006 at 09:46 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
La canción en el corazón
i tried writing some stuff that i feel right now and i was able to think of melding together my fave song of the moment with the things going through my mind.
aches and pains are but attendant emotions of this lot, i know. i never imagined going through such motions [and emotions] by my lonesome me. i was thinking...
ikaw ang lahat sa akin,
kahit ika'y wala sa aking piling
isang magandang alaala
isang kahapong lagi kong kasama
i never once decided that i will be into this. i was just going through my daily existence harboring no expectations nor figment of imagination.
none at all.
never once part of me, but now taking you into me seems to be perfectly contrived. organic.
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
kahit ika'y di ko dapat ibigin
dapat ba kitang limutin
pa'no mapipigil ang isang damdamin
kung ang sinisigaw
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
yet,
this uneasiness is not lost. awkward and all, i plunge ahead. singing this song in my head, bellowing through my heart is not a desire, not even a wish. it is a thought. that somewhere, another time maybe, this is something beautiful, something worth cherishing.
at kung hindi ngayon
ang panahon, upang ikaw ay mahalin
bukas na walang hanggan
doo'y maghihintay pa rin
until then, thank you. for you made me happy, you made me smile. life is worth living. but much more worth living over and over again because of that thought, which may never be fulfilled, maybe not my lifetime nor the next...
but i appreciate very well.
every second, every moment.
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
sa maykapal aking dinadalangin
dapat ba kitang limutin
pa'no mapipigil ang isang damdamin
kung ang sinisigaw
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
at kung hindi ngayon
ang panahon, upang ikaw ay mahalin
bukas na walang hanggan
doo'y maghihintay pa rin
Posted by Gio Pojida on Tuesday, 21 June 2005 at 11:39 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Abofeteado en la cara
have you ever felt a situation wherein you felt your cheeks reddened, felt the sting of a slap, yet none such action ever happened?
well, yeah, i have. and right now i feel stupid going over the motions again and again. i am not mad, i just feel like confronting somebody.
but will i get my end of it? i don't think so. foremost, i feel this is not justified for the other party since we don't know each other. i mean, yeah, at face value we do but we are not known to each other in any way defined by norms.
and for this, i ran 2 hours on the treadmill. talk about release.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 19 June 2005 at 10:18 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Mi fortuna según las estrellas
have i told you that i am as well a horoscope person? be it from our work account's homepage, or astrology.com or Inquirer, or just about any publication or media which carry this information, i try to read as daily as possible. i do know how to read or interpret a person generally using his star formation on the date of birth, but of course, personality goes beyond this.
similar to handwriting analysis, which i also studied, it is amazing to realize that we are what and how we write.
according to My Yahoo homepage, this is my chart for today. how very apt.
You might think this situation is a failure when, in fact, it's come along at this moment to teach you a skill you'll need to deal with an even greater success. So put those assumptions and fears aside and deal with what's in front of you right now. Those crafty stars might have far greater plans in store for you than you could have ever dreamed of. Learn everything you can from this moment and remember it. It'll come in handy sooner than you know.
how i wish.
for your very own free personalized readings, click here.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Monday, 13 June 2005 at 02:38 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Relaciones
this is just a repost of my past entry in livejournal. i find it relevant with my discussion on relationships. so here goes.
at random moments in our lives we experience gasps of uncertainty and unanswerable questions--rhetoric at most--about important relationships. looking back, we ask most times where we went wrong. but i surmise to say, i think we better ask more where it went right and not regret the fact that the thing went pfft. to focus more and build on the fact that at one point in both lives, we made somebody's existence a bit happier and a tad more meaningful.
If Only
You came into my life and made me see
That I can learn to breath and live again
But it seems that you've had a change of heart
And everything we have, you're willing to throw away
Did you ever feel that I can ever love you for real
Why did you have to go
Baby I need you so
Chorus
If only I can be back in your arms again
That I can make you feel the love we knew back then
Maybe you and I would see forever
If only I can be back in your arms again
Oh how can I ever know
That you're simply everything to me
And how can I make you believe
That I would truly live and die for you
I can't understand how you could ever break my heart
Why did you have to go
Baby I need you so
Chorus
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 12 June 2005 at 03:30 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Que significa Full House y Art of letting go: Closure y Moving on?
i have new blogs in my blogspot site. one is about my raving on Full House and my piece about Closure and Moving On in relationships. i gave it a title, "Art of letting go."
if you so desire to view it in its full length entirety, download here.
i decided to make my friendster blog, my everyday thingey site. for other concerns, i will just link it to other sites.
thanks for the visit!!!
mwah.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 12 June 2005 at 02:25 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Blog Nation
i think more than any other reason, it is the love for the prose that keeps me setting up and trying to maintain a good blog site.
what else is there?
oh well, maybe it also fed my insatiable desire to pound my tactile keys to come up with sensible passages of thoughts for others to peruse. i mean, i used to be paid to write, right? so when the possibility of putting all these online, it got me up all night.
though not necessarily, i think am confused, wait...
because even before when i was still a paid hack, i already have my livejournal with me [with username/password now i can't vaguely remember, ahehehehe]. but i don't know if i was able to log on to it on a regular basis. as in sipping coffee basis. nah.
but now? i really don't know. my computer keeps on humming and maybe she is hating me now for this addiction. i even think of enhancing my sites with links or pics so others will truly have an experience going through my pages. hey, even my events management business has a blog! although i didn't get to pick the name of my choice for it.
so far i presently have this one for blogspot. yeah, i hated this site for some days since i am not able to login and add my posts. but we patched things up.
what came better out of that inconvenience is that i was able to set up in other blog services.
i set up in myblogsite.com, which is cooler i would say in terms of tools to set it up. maybe if i were more tech savvy it would have blown me away. what i hated only is that i can't seem to remove the advert box on top. plus, the size is just too way big for my liking. but what i love simply is the layout. it came across as fresh and very professional looking. plus there is a description part that allowed me to describe my site. the dashboard is really cool. it's like it's the background for your site. whatever you do there reflects on your screen, of course, but not in a choose+click manner like blogspot.
out of sheer frustration, in local parlance "pinatulan ko na rin ang Friendster," [i gave in to setting up Friendster blog]. hahahahaha. for weeks now, i am bemused with people popping in my yahoo inbox that they have set up their blogs with F. what is more amusing is that these people, except for some, is totally non-descriptive of a blogger. thus, when i set up mine, i checked out their spaces and yeah, true to form, nothing is there. more ahahahahahahaha.
gosh!
must i admit that i really am inspired by the 3 gorgeous blogmates of mine in wave 2: mau, ays and mistress theny. like, they would always refer to it as, "have you read mau's entry last week?" or "yeah, i put it in my blog." that's why when i visited my site again last week, i got hooked. i was in a trance and i was telling myself, "gio, just what are you NOT doing?" i was ashamed. and that feeling alone pushed me to scribe so many entries in my different blog sites.
the bad taste is that i will try not to post almost the same stuff from one blog to the other. i will find that pathetic. i mean, for now i can carry with 2 sites bearing the same posts but later on i will try to conjure a sense for each blog so that each will have a distinct personality yet not so very off with the other.
one may be my confession site, the other my regular blog space, the other more of a discussion one thing. i don't know, just thinking of it makes my mouth water in delirious overdrive.
i also find remembering a lot of different username tedious. i resorted to pasting all info in one notepad as well. another hahahaha moment there.
i really find this activity very romantic. it's like even while chatting this morning with a good pal, i told him, "know what? i think this is a good stuff for blog." and i did save a notepad file for blog topics so that everytime i have a chance to write something i can easily open up another notepad and type my ideas just like now. i am anticipating a lechon kawali fare for lunch with thirst quenching coca-cola drowned with ice bits [yeah, the more ice the better for me] with that piping hot rice and sweet chili sauce as dip.
ahhhhhh, life can't get any better than this.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 09:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Buenos dias!
I am now certified blog addict. I mean, I hardly had any sleep but here I am barely 2 hours from the blank zone typing in my keyboard mah first entry for the day. Mom is preparing breakfast and my brother is demanding I create/edit his email accounts NOW, pronto! Gosh, and I was telling him, do you have a business transaction today that you are flying off your handle? Mah goodness.
Kei, will write something longer later for posting on 3 sites I maintain, ahahahahaha! "P . I got to eat chow.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 03:43 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Yo me llamo Gio
I was searching some things on the net, actually I was on Friendster that time, when I stumbled upon sites which give your name meanings. Of course, the knowledge sucker that I am, I went on and typed furiously just to quench my desire to find out what mah name means.
Here’s one:
Although the name Giovanni creates an interest in the deeper aspects of life, we emphasize that it causes a blunt expression that alienates others. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the lungs, heart, bronchial area, and tension or accidents to the head.
As Giovanni you have a great love of nature and the out-of-doors, and could have a desire to be in an occupation which takes you outdoors and involves you with the products of the earth. All the finer things of life and beauties of nature are an inspiration to you and you are attracted to the mysteries of nature. Difficulty in expression results in your being too positive, blunt, and candid in speech. Although you are easily offended by others, you do not show it. You crave affection and understanding, but rarely find it as others do not understand you and accuse you of being cool and aloof.
Another one:
Johannes - God is gracious
My Chinese name:
Bei Gao Fu – tall, lofty, calming, comforting something
Analysis:
Come to think of it. I do believe that names are really worth thinking of when we are about to christen somebody with such appellation. I was informed before that mothers should be the ones thinking of their child’s name since they reared that person for nine months. It’s like they are supposed to ask and listen to the child in their womb for what name they want. Naming names is tempting fate, as Jessica Zafra would insist, since for example you named the child Aphrodite and she turned ugly later on, then she will always be the butt of jokes right?
For me, I think I read this as well somewhere, when you put a name on someone, you are casting your power over that person. For in previous millennia, it is better that you remain unknown for you are beholden if you are named. I think in Latin that is nomen est omen, the name is the sign.
When I was in kindergarten, I used to hate my name for I almost always misspelled it to something else. I find it too long, with a letter doubled and is so uncommon I can’t seem to find somebody else in the classroom bearing something similar to my name. Somebody even spelled it out as: Diyobanee. Mah gosh!!!
As it turned out, many known and powerful men in history was borne of the same name. The late pope was Giovanni Paulo in Italian. There is Giovanni Battista, Giovanni Bellini [painter], Giovanni Boccaccio [of Decameron], et al.
Although mostly Italian, they were very much pronounced mostly in Renaissance and I think, or at least would love to think, that I am very much a Renaissance man myself. I love to dip all 10 fingers that I have into so many things. I like to try things for trying’s sake alone. Although in discourses, I would appeal that I am trying them for knowledge [or research, duh?] aspirations. Hahahaha!
I think mah name really defined myself. Now, I am very much proud to display my name since I feel that a lot of people recognize it not just for its spelling but much more so since they highly identify my personality with that word.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 10:32 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Hola, que tal?
como esta usted?
bueno, vamos a escribir para blog, puede?
gracias con todo!
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 10:24 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
i have gotten tired of maintaining it further, thus i am paring down.
i know there is a better way than cutting and pasting, but i guess, for the life of me [and keeping it simple] this is the fastest.
enjoy.
---****---
No more blogs for me in Friendster
i guess i have gotten tired of maintaining lots of blogs.
to keep it simple, just find me in my main blog site.
gracias con todo.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 30 April 2006 at 09:46 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
La canción en el corazón
i tried writing some stuff that i feel right now and i was able to think of melding together my fave song of the moment with the things going through my mind.
aches and pains are but attendant emotions of this lot, i know. i never imagined going through such motions [and emotions] by my lonesome me. i was thinking...
ikaw ang lahat sa akin,
kahit ika'y wala sa aking piling
isang magandang alaala
isang kahapong lagi kong kasama
i never once decided that i will be into this. i was just going through my daily existence harboring no expectations nor figment of imagination.
none at all.
never once part of me, but now taking you into me seems to be perfectly contrived. organic.
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
kahit ika'y di ko dapat ibigin
dapat ba kitang limutin
pa'no mapipigil ang isang damdamin
kung ang sinisigaw
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
yet,
this uneasiness is not lost. awkward and all, i plunge ahead. singing this song in my head, bellowing through my heart is not a desire, not even a wish. it is a thought. that somewhere, another time maybe, this is something beautiful, something worth cherishing.
at kung hindi ngayon
ang panahon, upang ikaw ay mahalin
bukas na walang hanggan
doo'y maghihintay pa rin
until then, thank you. for you made me happy, you made me smile. life is worth living. but much more worth living over and over again because of that thought, which may never be fulfilled, maybe not my lifetime nor the next...
but i appreciate very well.
every second, every moment.
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
sa maykapal aking dinadalangin
dapat ba kitang limutin
pa'no mapipigil ang isang damdamin
kung ang sinisigaw
ikaw ang lahat sa akin
at kung hindi ngayon
ang panahon, upang ikaw ay mahalin
bukas na walang hanggan
doo'y maghihintay pa rin
Posted by Gio Pojida on Tuesday, 21 June 2005 at 11:39 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Abofeteado en la cara
have you ever felt a situation wherein you felt your cheeks reddened, felt the sting of a slap, yet none such action ever happened?
well, yeah, i have. and right now i feel stupid going over the motions again and again. i am not mad, i just feel like confronting somebody.
but will i get my end of it? i don't think so. foremost, i feel this is not justified for the other party since we don't know each other. i mean, yeah, at face value we do but we are not known to each other in any way defined by norms.
and for this, i ran 2 hours on the treadmill. talk about release.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 19 June 2005 at 10:18 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Mi fortuna según las estrellas
have i told you that i am as well a horoscope person? be it from our work account's homepage, or astrology.com or Inquirer, or just about any publication or media which carry this information, i try to read as daily as possible. i do know how to read or interpret a person generally using his star formation on the date of birth, but of course, personality goes beyond this.
similar to handwriting analysis, which i also studied, it is amazing to realize that we are what and how we write.
according to My Yahoo homepage, this is my chart for today. how very apt.
You might think this situation is a failure when, in fact, it's come along at this moment to teach you a skill you'll need to deal with an even greater success. So put those assumptions and fears aside and deal with what's in front of you right now. Those crafty stars might have far greater plans in store for you than you could have ever dreamed of. Learn everything you can from this moment and remember it. It'll come in handy sooner than you know.
how i wish.
for your very own free personalized readings, click here.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Monday, 13 June 2005 at 02:38 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Relaciones
this is just a repost of my past entry in livejournal. i find it relevant with my discussion on relationships. so here goes.
at random moments in our lives we experience gasps of uncertainty and unanswerable questions--rhetoric at most--about important relationships. looking back, we ask most times where we went wrong. but i surmise to say, i think we better ask more where it went right and not regret the fact that the thing went pfft. to focus more and build on the fact that at one point in both lives, we made somebody's existence a bit happier and a tad more meaningful.
If Only
You came into my life and made me see
That I can learn to breath and live again
But it seems that you've had a change of heart
And everything we have, you're willing to throw away
Did you ever feel that I can ever love you for real
Why did you have to go
Baby I need you so
Chorus
If only I can be back in your arms again
That I can make you feel the love we knew back then
Maybe you and I would see forever
If only I can be back in your arms again
Oh how can I ever know
That you're simply everything to me
And how can I make you believe
That I would truly live and die for you
I can't understand how you could ever break my heart
Why did you have to go
Baby I need you so
Chorus
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 12 June 2005 at 03:30 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)
Que significa Full House y Art of letting go: Closure y Moving on?
i have new blogs in my blogspot site. one is about my raving on Full House and my piece about Closure and Moving On in relationships. i gave it a title, "Art of letting go."
if you so desire to view it in its full length entirety, download here.
i decided to make my friendster blog, my everyday thingey site. for other concerns, i will just link it to other sites.
thanks for the visit!!!
mwah.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Sunday, 12 June 2005 at 02:25 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Blog Nation
i think more than any other reason, it is the love for the prose that keeps me setting up and trying to maintain a good blog site.
what else is there?
oh well, maybe it also fed my insatiable desire to pound my tactile keys to come up with sensible passages of thoughts for others to peruse. i mean, i used to be paid to write, right? so when the possibility of putting all these online, it got me up all night.
though not necessarily, i think am confused, wait...
because even before when i was still a paid hack, i already have my livejournal with me [with username/password now i can't vaguely remember, ahehehehe]. but i don't know if i was able to log on to it on a regular basis. as in sipping coffee basis. nah.
but now? i really don't know. my computer keeps on humming and maybe she is hating me now for this addiction. i even think of enhancing my sites with links or pics so others will truly have an experience going through my pages. hey, even my events management business has a blog! although i didn't get to pick the name of my choice for it.
so far i presently have this one for blogspot. yeah, i hated this site for some days since i am not able to login and add my posts. but we patched things up.
what came better out of that inconvenience is that i was able to set up in other blog services.
i set up in myblogsite.com, which is cooler i would say in terms of tools to set it up. maybe if i were more tech savvy it would have blown me away. what i hated only is that i can't seem to remove the advert box on top. plus, the size is just too way big for my liking. but what i love simply is the layout. it came across as fresh and very professional looking. plus there is a description part that allowed me to describe my site. the dashboard is really cool. it's like it's the background for your site. whatever you do there reflects on your screen, of course, but not in a choose+click manner like blogspot.
out of sheer frustration, in local parlance "pinatulan ko na rin ang Friendster," [i gave in to setting up Friendster blog]. hahahahaha. for weeks now, i am bemused with people popping in my yahoo inbox that they have set up their blogs with F. what is more amusing is that these people, except for some, is totally non-descriptive of a blogger. thus, when i set up mine, i checked out their spaces and yeah, true to form, nothing is there. more ahahahahahahaha.
gosh!
must i admit that i really am inspired by the 3 gorgeous blogmates of mine in wave 2: mau, ays and mistress theny. like, they would always refer to it as, "have you read mau's entry last week?" or "yeah, i put it in my blog." that's why when i visited my site again last week, i got hooked. i was in a trance and i was telling myself, "gio, just what are you NOT doing?" i was ashamed. and that feeling alone pushed me to scribe so many entries in my different blog sites.
the bad taste is that i will try not to post almost the same stuff from one blog to the other. i will find that pathetic. i mean, for now i can carry with 2 sites bearing the same posts but later on i will try to conjure a sense for each blog so that each will have a distinct personality yet not so very off with the other.
one may be my confession site, the other my regular blog space, the other more of a discussion one thing. i don't know, just thinking of it makes my mouth water in delirious overdrive.
i also find remembering a lot of different username tedious. i resorted to pasting all info in one notepad as well. another hahahaha moment there.
i really find this activity very romantic. it's like even while chatting this morning with a good pal, i told him, "know what? i think this is a good stuff for blog." and i did save a notepad file for blog topics so that everytime i have a chance to write something i can easily open up another notepad and type my ideas just like now. i am anticipating a lechon kawali fare for lunch with thirst quenching coca-cola drowned with ice bits [yeah, the more ice the better for me] with that piping hot rice and sweet chili sauce as dip.
ahhhhhh, life can't get any better than this.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 09:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Buenos dias!
I am now certified blog addict. I mean, I hardly had any sleep but here I am barely 2 hours from the blank zone typing in my keyboard mah first entry for the day. Mom is preparing breakfast and my brother is demanding I create/edit his email accounts NOW, pronto! Gosh, and I was telling him, do you have a business transaction today that you are flying off your handle? Mah goodness.
Kei, will write something longer later for posting on 3 sites I maintain, ahahahahaha! "P . I got to eat chow.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 03:43 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Yo me llamo Gio
I was searching some things on the net, actually I was on Friendster that time, when I stumbled upon sites which give your name meanings. Of course, the knowledge sucker that I am, I went on and typed furiously just to quench my desire to find out what mah name means.
Here’s one:
Although the name Giovanni creates an interest in the deeper aspects of life, we emphasize that it causes a blunt expression that alienates others. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the lungs, heart, bronchial area, and tension or accidents to the head.
As Giovanni you have a great love of nature and the out-of-doors, and could have a desire to be in an occupation which takes you outdoors and involves you with the products of the earth. All the finer things of life and beauties of nature are an inspiration to you and you are attracted to the mysteries of nature. Difficulty in expression results in your being too positive, blunt, and candid in speech. Although you are easily offended by others, you do not show it. You crave affection and understanding, but rarely find it as others do not understand you and accuse you of being cool and aloof.
Another one:
Johannes - God is gracious
My Chinese name:
Bei Gao Fu – tall, lofty, calming, comforting something
Analysis:
Come to think of it. I do believe that names are really worth thinking of when we are about to christen somebody with such appellation. I was informed before that mothers should be the ones thinking of their child’s name since they reared that person for nine months. It’s like they are supposed to ask and listen to the child in their womb for what name they want. Naming names is tempting fate, as Jessica Zafra would insist, since for example you named the child Aphrodite and she turned ugly later on, then she will always be the butt of jokes right?
For me, I think I read this as well somewhere, when you put a name on someone, you are casting your power over that person. For in previous millennia, it is better that you remain unknown for you are beholden if you are named. I think in Latin that is nomen est omen, the name is the sign.
When I was in kindergarten, I used to hate my name for I almost always misspelled it to something else. I find it too long, with a letter doubled and is so uncommon I can’t seem to find somebody else in the classroom bearing something similar to my name. Somebody even spelled it out as: Diyobanee. Mah gosh!!!
As it turned out, many known and powerful men in history was borne of the same name. The late pope was Giovanni Paulo in Italian. There is Giovanni Battista, Giovanni Bellini [painter], Giovanni Boccaccio [of Decameron], et al.
Although mostly Italian, they were very much pronounced mostly in Renaissance and I think, or at least would love to think, that I am very much a Renaissance man myself. I love to dip all 10 fingers that I have into so many things. I like to try things for trying’s sake alone. Although in discourses, I would appeal that I am trying them for knowledge [or research, duh?] aspirations. Hahahaha!
I think mah name really defined myself. Now, I am very much proud to display my name since I feel that a lot of people recognize it not just for its spelling but much more so since they highly identify my personality with that word.
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 10:32 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
Hola, que tal?
como esta usted?
bueno, vamos a escribir para blog, puede?
gracias con todo!
Posted by Gio Pojida on Thursday, 09 June 2005 at 10:24 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)
bring me to cebu...please!!!
this is the island in the philippines where i definitely will see the rest of my life played out.
i already told my mom and dad, separate occasions though, that in five years time i will be heading to cebu and make more of my millions there. if my current company will still be part of such a decision, then so be it. if not, then so be it too.
i likewise discussed with my family my plans for the remainder of the year 2006. this was enflamed further by me and mom's torrid discussion about life just this afternoon in wendy's. what my plans are for me and my family.
like it always figures out in my discussions with friends, i don't prioritize myself. not because i was told to, but because i wanted to. after God, my family is next. i couldn't begin describing how my dysfunctional family has nurtured me to be me. if not for their love [and craziness, in varying degrees], i wouldn't know how i would turn out to be.
anyway, enough of drama for now.
would want to share pics from cebu.
can't get to wait for the next five years.
i already told my mom and dad, separate occasions though, that in five years time i will be heading to cebu and make more of my millions there. if my current company will still be part of such a decision, then so be it. if not, then so be it too.
i likewise discussed with my family my plans for the remainder of the year 2006. this was enflamed further by me and mom's torrid discussion about life just this afternoon in wendy's. what my plans are for me and my family.
like it always figures out in my discussions with friends, i don't prioritize myself. not because i was told to, but because i wanted to. after God, my family is next. i couldn't begin describing how my dysfunctional family has nurtured me to be me. if not for their love [and craziness, in varying degrees], i wouldn't know how i would turn out to be.
anyway, enough of drama for now.
would want to share pics from cebu.
can't get to wait for the next five years.
merry month of may
imagine that, i haven't posted for quite some time.
this really explains why i got terribly sick last week. enough for me to rush to the hospital and be flat out for one WHOLE straight working week.
it was that worse that i really couldn't do any thing about work but to think about it. i couldn't read my email, i couldn't touch my laptop. i was plainly sick, and couldn't do a thing about it.
which was good actually. every time i get sick? i do ponder about my life...a lot.
what happened to me restacked my options and what i really wanted to do with my existence. it was a very reassuring feeling that i realized, there INDEED is life aside from work.
most of my bedridded moments i was thinking about my family: mom, dad, brother and sister. i realized that i could have done more for them. that i could have spent more time with them. all those nagging should-haves.
but i am enjoying my work right now, don't get me very wrong. i like my company, i like the people [at least MOST of them]. but i started thinking, how can i continue on being as dedicated if i am sick most of times? i need to be healthy.
with an iniitial BP of 140/100 i was really floored. i already have hypertension?
so when i recounted it with our family doctor [who was looking after my health since i was 13 DAYS old on earth, now i'm 30!] my lifestyle: poor eating habits, long days of work, stressing targets...he said it: "you know after all."
but it is hard, i find. for me to just laze the time away and not ensure that the ship is well oiled and running. stemming perhaps to the fact that i do love the company, may be it's that.
don't you find it similarly when you are stressed out by your immediate family when things happen in the household that could have very well been prevented? it sheds your hair, right? but the reason it does is because you love your [darn :)] family so much.
so i decided, from this point on, aside from living and eating healthy [i am waging a war against fatty meat and food, "p] i shall be more responsible when it comes to work hours.
the more i do that, the more i am productive, the more i do more for the company.
nuff said.
this really explains why i got terribly sick last week. enough for me to rush to the hospital and be flat out for one WHOLE straight working week.
it was that worse that i really couldn't do any thing about work but to think about it. i couldn't read my email, i couldn't touch my laptop. i was plainly sick, and couldn't do a thing about it.
which was good actually. every time i get sick? i do ponder about my life...a lot.
what happened to me restacked my options and what i really wanted to do with my existence. it was a very reassuring feeling that i realized, there INDEED is life aside from work.
most of my bedridded moments i was thinking about my family: mom, dad, brother and sister. i realized that i could have done more for them. that i could have spent more time with them. all those nagging should-haves.
but i am enjoying my work right now, don't get me very wrong. i like my company, i like the people [at least MOST of them]. but i started thinking, how can i continue on being as dedicated if i am sick most of times? i need to be healthy.
with an iniitial BP of 140/100 i was really floored. i already have hypertension?
so when i recounted it with our family doctor [who was looking after my health since i was 13 DAYS old on earth, now i'm 30!] my lifestyle: poor eating habits, long days of work, stressing targets...he said it: "you know after all."
but it is hard, i find. for me to just laze the time away and not ensure that the ship is well oiled and running. stemming perhaps to the fact that i do love the company, may be it's that.
don't you find it similarly when you are stressed out by your immediate family when things happen in the household that could have very well been prevented? it sheds your hair, right? but the reason it does is because you love your [darn :)] family so much.
so i decided, from this point on, aside from living and eating healthy [i am waging a war against fatty meat and food, "p] i shall be more responsible when it comes to work hours.
the more i do that, the more i am productive, the more i do more for the company.
nuff said.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
sometime, somewhere
i am now, how do we say that, in the cusp of falling in and out of love. yeah, very shortlived. the explanation was simple, the other party is not yet ready for the situation. understandably, for a 3rd year nursing college student.
simple explanation but harder still was my acceptance. it was like, should i persist or resist. the person wants friendship for the awkwardness of the moment is just too much.
and i am willing to give that, all of that and more. to nurture the relationship. be it for platonic or romantic relationship, then so be it.
but who am i to decide on what happens and what doesn't...
this is the tune that floats in my mind for days now.
i do pray that i can bear the loss of something that hasn't been there at all...not yet anyway.
sometime, somewhere
by regine velasquez
composed by ryan cayabyab
we speak but the words we say mean nothing
we smile but the smiles we give are wanting
we look upon each other's eyes
no spark, no glow, no real signs
but we both know this is all for show
until that... sometime, somewhere
we could show the world we have each other
sometime, somewhere
we need not hide our feelings,
we just keep on believing
that we both have the time together
sometime and somewhere
somewhere, our lips would be free at last
to say the words we've hungered to say
and we won't have to worry
we smile we won't say sorry
one look and we have cast our fears aside
sometime, that sometime
will turn to forever, for all time
somewhere, our somewhere would not just be one place
but everywhere
until that sometime, somewhere
we just have to be content with stealing glances
somehow, content with saying nothing
smiles that are always wanting
though deep inside it hurts because we know
that our love, like love,
it's what it is
it's what we've got
our love, like love will have to wait
until that sometime, somewhere
simple explanation but harder still was my acceptance. it was like, should i persist or resist. the person wants friendship for the awkwardness of the moment is just too much.
and i am willing to give that, all of that and more. to nurture the relationship. be it for platonic or romantic relationship, then so be it.
but who am i to decide on what happens and what doesn't...
this is the tune that floats in my mind for days now.
i do pray that i can bear the loss of something that hasn't been there at all...not yet anyway.
sometime, somewhere
by regine velasquez
composed by ryan cayabyab
we speak but the words we say mean nothing
we smile but the smiles we give are wanting
we look upon each other's eyes
no spark, no glow, no real signs
but we both know this is all for show
until that... sometime, somewhere
we could show the world we have each other
sometime, somewhere
we need not hide our feelings,
we just keep on believing
that we both have the time together
sometime and somewhere
somewhere, our lips would be free at last
to say the words we've hungered to say
and we won't have to worry
we smile we won't say sorry
one look and we have cast our fears aside
sometime, that sometime
will turn to forever, for all time
somewhere, our somewhere would not just be one place
but everywhere
until that sometime, somewhere
we just have to be content with stealing glances
somehow, content with saying nothing
smiles that are always wanting
though deep inside it hurts because we know
that our love, like love,
it's what it is
it's what we've got
our love, like love will have to wait
until that sometime, somewhere
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
first massage
i had my first whole body massage last week, friday to be exact, to pamper my tired bones and muscles. it was a treat so to speak, but i really didn't feel the relaxation at all. hardly, if at all.
foremost, the masseuse wasn't strong enough to drill through my flesh. i always complain of spots at my back which when pressed properly would give me nirvana. but not in this case. she was pressing hard enough given her strength. but she was entirely lost in my massive canvas.
i did like the bergamot oil used though. it quieted me all throughout and even made me drowsy. but i hate to admit that my tickle points upset whatever relaxation i would have experienced. close to laughing all throughout, i just bit my lower lip to prevent me from hysterically rolling over.
time to find hard hands, i guess. aida proved much more adept in pressing my pain points when she did a dry massage yesterday. for that, i would have lied down and tore off my underpants...hahaha, thanks friend.
foremost, the masseuse wasn't strong enough to drill through my flesh. i always complain of spots at my back which when pressed properly would give me nirvana. but not in this case. she was pressing hard enough given her strength. but she was entirely lost in my massive canvas.
i did like the bergamot oil used though. it quieted me all throughout and even made me drowsy. but i hate to admit that my tickle points upset whatever relaxation i would have experienced. close to laughing all throughout, i just bit my lower lip to prevent me from hysterically rolling over.
time to find hard hands, i guess. aida proved much more adept in pressing my pain points when she did a dry massage yesterday. for that, i would have lied down and tore off my underpants...hahaha, thanks friend.
Friday, February 10, 2006
post birthday bash
at long last, it is now most likely to happen: a celebration with a lot of "posts"
post birthday, post chinese new year, post valentine bash. hahahaha.
you see, i was into the thick mud of events preparation for our Asia Pacific office and Executive Forum grand launch this 7th of february that it was utterly impossible to have my preparations underway. but i was always thinking, i had to celebrate for i turned 30 years old. i even thought of the invites already, things like those. but time was really not there for me at all personally.
but my event was successful, we were endorsed by the commission on ICT, we were covered by the media...but it could have been lots lots better, i guess. anyway.
so, God willing, i shall be able to hold my posts bash come february 19, sunday. i will be exhausting this weekend to come up with all my plans and details.
i am excited, i just hope my will overtakes my 'kakuriputan' as always.
see you guys. this is my way of saying, thank you and i love you for being there for me.
kitakits.
same time, last year
i can't believe it, can i?
i am now a year old blogger, hahaha. ays started this off when we were doing escalation calls, to bail us and bear us out of boredom and lack of better things to let our minds go into.
taking calls was so frustratingly stressing. one needs cranial exercises to keep you from jumping out of the nearest glass window.
so there, i may have missed certain months for my posts but i really validate that blogging is one channel of expression that i should have gotten more into even before.
so i look forward to more road trips, more things to write, to think about. much more interesting people to keep this a[nti]quarian going and googling. hahahahaha.
happy anniversary mojacko. darn, am old. "p
i am now a year old blogger, hahaha. ays started this off when we were doing escalation calls, to bail us and bear us out of boredom and lack of better things to let our minds go into.
taking calls was so frustratingly stressing. one needs cranial exercises to keep you from jumping out of the nearest glass window.
so there, i may have missed certain months for my posts but i really validate that blogging is one channel of expression that i should have gotten more into even before.
so i look forward to more road trips, more things to write, to think about. much more interesting people to keep this a[nti]quarian going and googling. hahahahaha.
happy anniversary mojacko. darn, am old. "p
Thursday, February 09, 2006
and it is over
and the 7th of february has come to pass...
how i've waited for this event to be done and over with, in a good sense, but of course.
since i started working for my ICT RESEARCH AND ADVISORY FIRM, this event has been owned by moi, thus, when it got postponed couple of times, i was so distraught. but God always has the perfect plan in the most appropriate times.
the turnout was very good...well within our expectations. but i always aim for citing areas of improvements. i always am.
i just thank God and our Mother for helping us all out. for believing in my vision and my principles. their guidance was my focal point. and it was so revitalizing going to Baclaran yesterday to pay homage to our lady of perpetual help. i have always approached her when things don't turn out right, not as expected, even impossible.
and she has never failed me.
thank you so much.
till my next event. for all the people who believed enough on what i can deliver, my gratitude.
i shall always work hard...no shortcut for success really.
here's my song for this moment:
Sandcastle
by Regine Velasquez
I Have Always Dreamed of This Day
The Whole World At My Feet
And Fame Within My Reach
Friends I Have A Plenty
But When The Lights Down Low
And Nowhere To Go
There's No One There But Me
Time Flies And All Things
Must Come To An End
Like The Sandcastles
Slowly Being Swept Away
By The Incoming Tide
All That Is Left Are Traces of What
I Used To Be
Today I Have To Let Go
And All Will Be Forgotten
But After Everything's
Been Said And Done
And Knowing That I Once Had
You In My Life
And Memories Of What I Used To Be
Are Traces That Will Remind You Of Me
how i've waited for this event to be done and over with, in a good sense, but of course.
since i started working for my ICT RESEARCH AND ADVISORY FIRM, this event has been owned by moi, thus, when it got postponed couple of times, i was so distraught. but God always has the perfect plan in the most appropriate times.
the turnout was very good...well within our expectations. but i always aim for citing areas of improvements. i always am.
i just thank God and our Mother for helping us all out. for believing in my vision and my principles. their guidance was my focal point. and it was so revitalizing going to Baclaran yesterday to pay homage to our lady of perpetual help. i have always approached her when things don't turn out right, not as expected, even impossible.
and she has never failed me.
thank you so much.
till my next event. for all the people who believed enough on what i can deliver, my gratitude.
i shall always work hard...no shortcut for success really.
here's my song for this moment:
Sandcastle
by Regine Velasquez
I Have Always Dreamed of This Day
The Whole World At My Feet
And Fame Within My Reach
Friends I Have A Plenty
But When The Lights Down Low
And Nowhere To Go
There's No One There But Me
Time Flies And All Things
Must Come To An End
Like The Sandcastles
Slowly Being Swept Away
By The Incoming Tide
All That Is Left Are Traces of What
I Used To Be
Today I Have To Let Go
And All Will Be Forgotten
But After Everything's
Been Said And Done
And Knowing That I Once Had
You In My Life
And Memories Of What I Used To Be
Are Traces That Will Remind You Of Me
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