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
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
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
friendships and friendsters
for lack of anything better to do [hahaha, i guess...my event just got wrapped up and i still felt lacking in imperative to act on something substantial...anyways].
i did some friendster pages surfing and decided on tracking 2 persons i have always had reservations dealing with lately and i had a realization that despite what i have made up as my impression on them A LOT of people would most likely form a vehemently different opinion themselves.
i was scanning their testimonials one by one and of course being friends, they were raising good points all at the same time. understandably maybe because they were friends, but i guess, not all of them could be wrong right?
which brings me to the question, had it a different situation we were in? instead of business, maybe professionalism wouldn't have mattered much. it's like you know that some of your friends turn to drugs or excessive sex maybe, but you still stick it up with that person right?
i would even defend maybe a person for being such, if others would offensibly throw in some 'truthful' statements to them.
i really feel that observing people should be my natural course of interest. studying how these people can be great friends but be friggin' dupin' businessmen is beyond me, but that is what makes life all the more much interesting.
for if we can predetermine what one is to do, there goes the fish, i would say.
oh well.
i did some friendster pages surfing and decided on tracking 2 persons i have always had reservations dealing with lately and i had a realization that despite what i have made up as my impression on them A LOT of people would most likely form a vehemently different opinion themselves.
i was scanning their testimonials one by one and of course being friends, they were raising good points all at the same time. understandably maybe because they were friends, but i guess, not all of them could be wrong right?
which brings me to the question, had it a different situation we were in? instead of business, maybe professionalism wouldn't have mattered much. it's like you know that some of your friends turn to drugs or excessive sex maybe, but you still stick it up with that person right?
i would even defend maybe a person for being such, if others would offensibly throw in some 'truthful' statements to them.
i really feel that observing people should be my natural course of interest. studying how these people can be great friends but be friggin' dupin' businessmen is beyond me, but that is what makes life all the more much interesting.
for if we can predetermine what one is to do, there goes the fish, i would say.
oh well.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
telling a good story
i was sent by ms. d an email extolling humanity, it said at the bottom to send it to many people. but i thought, i'd rather post it here for i believe that it proves the point that i posted it therefore i am [i don't know though if cogito ergo sum still applies].
The Story of Shay
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled
children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would
never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its
dedicated staff, he offered a question:
"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is
done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the
natural order of things in my son?"
The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe,that
when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the
world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it
comes, in the way other people treat that child."Then he told the following
story:
Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were
playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's
father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their
team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play,
it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to
be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay
could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said,
"We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he
can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."
Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad
smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart.
The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of
the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by
three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in
the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic
just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his
father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning,
Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the
potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the
game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all
but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly,
much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate,
the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this
moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so
Shay could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay
swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to
toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the
ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and
could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw
the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team
mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run
to first! Run to first!"
Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He
scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run
to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards
second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay
rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest
guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the
first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the
tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally
threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward
third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward
home.
All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay" Shay reached third
base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction
of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third" As Shay
rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their
feet were screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the
plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game
for his team.
That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the
boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into
this world. Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter,
having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and
coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the
day!
AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY:
We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought,
but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people think twice
about sharing. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through
cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in
our schools and workplaces.
If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're
probably sorting out the people on your address list that aren't the
"appropriate" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural
order of things." So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people
present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and
humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to brighten the day of those with
us the least able, and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?
A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least
fortunate amongst them. May your day be a Shay Day sunny today & always ......
"NOT ALL SMILES COMES IN A FORM OF JOKES"
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
performance evaluation
have you ever been given a performance assessment?
i am up to one via long distance.
my boss just went to canada where he really is based, but he mentioned couple of times that i am near my evaluation time. although he mentioned the perks that are attendant of a good management review, i still have apprehensions for i believe that given my 3-month stay in the company, i still could have done lots better...and i mean it.
i really don't know if it was the lack of time. for i feel, that given the privilege and the love, the trust, the confidence this company has given me...i could go into a 24/7 overdrive but still feel unaccomplished. i knew that there were times i would have given up given the toll of the job and the expectations...there were times i would just fall on our sofa, sitting down, snoring for the life of me because of exhaustion...there were times i would love to jump by the balcony as it happens that my subordinate is one heck of a loser on the job.
but truthfully said, it all comes to pass.
the one upstairs compensates for what has been utterly unpaid for on earth.
i know that it would be highly impossible [tho' not highly improbable] for things to go undeserved and unrecognized in reality, but your time will definitely come. you just hang on there.
for the love of my current position, i have taken risks. i know that there are still a lot of things to be done, to be proven, to be repeated, to be wary of...but that is life.
and i realized that work is just a fraction of life. it must not be the other way around. in the 3 months that i've stayed on envelope pushing, i have realized that one's life must never be taken over by any thing. it was very counterproductive on me. i was getting sicker, getting slovenly by the minute, and i hated it. because truth be told, i love what i am doing.
i love my work.
*hate to admit it.
to answer what the premise was of this post, i don't know really what the assessment will specifically mention. on my end, i will still work my ass off, try to learn as much, much more and try to be the best manager i could ever be, be a team player and make the difference both in impact and velocity.
i am up to one via long distance.
my boss just went to canada where he really is based, but he mentioned couple of times that i am near my evaluation time. although he mentioned the perks that are attendant of a good management review, i still have apprehensions for i believe that given my 3-month stay in the company, i still could have done lots better...and i mean it.
i really don't know if it was the lack of time. for i feel, that given the privilege and the love, the trust, the confidence this company has given me...i could go into a 24/7 overdrive but still feel unaccomplished. i knew that there were times i would have given up given the toll of the job and the expectations...there were times i would just fall on our sofa, sitting down, snoring for the life of me because of exhaustion...there were times i would love to jump by the balcony as it happens that my subordinate is one heck of a loser on the job.
but truthfully said, it all comes to pass.
the one upstairs compensates for what has been utterly unpaid for on earth.
i know that it would be highly impossible [tho' not highly improbable] for things to go undeserved and unrecognized in reality, but your time will definitely come. you just hang on there.
for the love of my current position, i have taken risks. i know that there are still a lot of things to be done, to be proven, to be repeated, to be wary of...but that is life.
and i realized that work is just a fraction of life. it must not be the other way around. in the 3 months that i've stayed on envelope pushing, i have realized that one's life must never be taken over by any thing. it was very counterproductive on me. i was getting sicker, getting slovenly by the minute, and i hated it. because truth be told, i love what i am doing.
i love my work.
*hate to admit it.
to answer what the premise was of this post, i don't know really what the assessment will specifically mention. on my end, i will still work my ass off, try to learn as much, much more and try to be the best manager i could ever be, be a team player and make the difference both in impact and velocity.
'tis december
imagine that, i missed one month of any posts...as in.
it's my favorite time of the year again. not only because i stand to gain another round of bonuses [which isn't big by the way] but this month is really very special, very dear to me.
i have always thought of december as the month for relationships: be it family, friendship, work, romantic, whathaveyous...
for the past few years, i have always attempted to set up a very well laid out christmas dinner. but, as described, attempted.
during MGC days, i didn't have money to spare. last year with CVG, i didn't have time to spare. most likely, with XMG this year, i won't have a worry about both. i dearly pray to prepare something sumptuous this time around.
i want to have the complete set-up: cutlery, glasswares, soup, appetizer, salad, entree, dessert, coffee etc.
our house is even repainted!!! at long last, my dream of a mango yellow interior. i just wish my darling sister ling-ling won't scribble something somewhere...bwahahaha...
ahhh, a december of memories again. thank you lord for another round. :) piace
Sunday, October 16, 2005
being back
my blogspot has been a BLANK page for the life of me. i didn't know what happened but i just republished it and i think it's back.
oh well.
i wish i would have some energy to really devote some more time to update my posts. but nah...
had a fun fun gimik at last!!! ays initiated and mistress, slacker, rj-san, vince and ann [they need to be together you see] and raymond as well [passed by smelling well of Clinique Happy, ahehehehe].
first, an almost round trip ride from ayala to quiapo then mabini in ermita. hap tian was where the chow was, and we did rounds of singing. mistress and me, vince tried 2 songs [what a good voice to boot!] and the revelation was slacker who sang and backed-up the choruses. ahehehehee.
then off to baywalk.
times like these make me realize more how short and fleeting life can be. how i really wish i would have my own business instead so i can leisurely determine my times off.
am thinking of a bazaar to start off my wishes into realities.
love you guys. so much. keeping me sane and everything. making me laugh.
we will be there i am sure...we ALL will be.
oh well.
i wish i would have some energy to really devote some more time to update my posts. but nah...
had a fun fun gimik at last!!! ays initiated and mistress, slacker, rj-san, vince and ann [they need to be together you see] and raymond as well [passed by smelling well of Clinique Happy, ahehehehe].
first, an almost round trip ride from ayala to quiapo then mabini in ermita. hap tian was where the chow was, and we did rounds of singing. mistress and me, vince tried 2 songs [what a good voice to boot!] and the revelation was slacker who sang and backed-up the choruses. ahehehehee.
then off to baywalk.
times like these make me realize more how short and fleeting life can be. how i really wish i would have my own business instead so i can leisurely determine my times off.
am thinking of a bazaar to start off my wishes into realities.
love you guys. so much. keeping me sane and everything. making me laugh.
we will be there i am sure...we ALL will be.
Sunday, September 25, 2005
time management
yeah, i did it again.
but before anything else, slacker, hapee berdey...ahehehehe.
gosh, i have gone one month, one WHOLE F**ng month without an entry.
huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i was thinking of this blog title for a while now. for i suck on it, i admit...
oh well.
taking on this new career is eating up my existence. but that's a good trade-off, i think. not having enough time for one's self is a good problem to think of. instead of you trying to busy yourself with some things, this is as good as it gets. i am always working.
that's the main reason why i resolved that if it's monday to friday, it will ALL be about work, my job, my career, my company and OUR clients.
BUT
for weekends, it's La Salle on Saturdays and Japanese [Anata wa Eigo wakarimasu ka] on Sundays for me.
argggghhhhhhhhhhhh
i made this decision and i will abide by it. nyehehehehehehehe...
my new job is a damn real challenge. my body aches, i lack sleep, no social life, no book life, no koreanovela life, not much rest...lots of pressure, lots of stuff to do, lots of concerns, lots of emails, lots of privileges.
oh well...life ain't easy man. not that i wish it were, it would be a bore.
i miss all the friends i gained at CVG...really.
whew.
time management...one month went without a blog...lots of stuff to do.
keep praying me :)
but before anything else, slacker, hapee berdey...ahehehehe.
gosh, i have gone one month, one WHOLE F**ng month without an entry.
huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i was thinking of this blog title for a while now. for i suck on it, i admit...
oh well.
taking on this new career is eating up my existence. but that's a good trade-off, i think. not having enough time for one's self is a good problem to think of. instead of you trying to busy yourself with some things, this is as good as it gets. i am always working.
that's the main reason why i resolved that if it's monday to friday, it will ALL be about work, my job, my career, my company and OUR clients.
BUT
for weekends, it's La Salle on Saturdays and Japanese [Anata wa Eigo wakarimasu ka] on Sundays for me.
argggghhhhhhhhhhhh
i made this decision and i will abide by it. nyehehehehehehehe...
my new job is a damn real challenge. my body aches, i lack sleep, no social life, no book life, no koreanovela life, not much rest...lots of pressure, lots of stuff to do, lots of concerns, lots of emails, lots of privileges.
oh well...life ain't easy man. not that i wish it were, it would be a bore.
i miss all the friends i gained at CVG...really.
whew.
time management...one month went without a blog...lots of stuff to do.
keep praying me :)
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