Square One

I thank Him for this trait na malakas makaramdam ng nangyayari sa paligid. Bago pa man dumating ang mga pangyayari, madalas ko itong pakikiramdaman muna. Kaya tuloy ako nababansagang, 'walang pakialam' sa office kasi di ako nagsasalita. 'Di lang nila alam na matagal na akong nagsasalita, naghihintay lang ng tamang oras at lugar.

At ganun nga ang nangyari. Kaya pala ayaw na ng utak ko ang mag-isip. Ni ayaw na niya gumana para gumuhit ng designs para sa kliyente. Matagal ko na itong napapansin, ayaw na niya. Kahit anong creative juices pa ang pigain ko, ayaw na niya sa lugar na ito.

Hanggang dumating ang general meeting. Ito na ang balita. We will be retrenched. I've seen it coming, pero parang namanhid na ang utak at katawan ko sa ganitong sitwasyon. They haven't seen me afraid or worried, they keep on asking me, what's your take? Isang ngiti lang ang sinasagot ko, o I would only say, "ganun eh".

Some people would notice parang wala talaga akong pakialam. What should I answer? For me, it's a cycle. Bahagi ng buhay 'yan. Nothing to worry about. Soon, everyone of us will be placed kung anu man ang plano Niya sa atin. We tend to worry and work about it, when we should give a space to Him to work on it. Let Him decide.

Yes, it's official. After more than 1 year and 7 months of serving this company, maybe it's really time to go.

Magkikita na naman kami uli ni LiNa.

Neuron Dilemma

Zoooooooooooooooooom!
Zoooooooooooooooooooooooom!!
Ideas broke the boundaries
Exceeds maximum speed limit.
Chasing them is.....
.......
....

*crumples the paper*

Freedom to Roam

The Philippines commemorated the 114th anniversary of our independence yesterday. For many, it's time to look back on what happened more than a century ago, give salute to our heroes, and many more. For me, it's a 'Carless Day' with my bike, Vincent.

Vincent and I took the road from our house in Sampaloc to Downtown Manila. We went to San Miguel, stroll infront of Malacanang Palace, the Ayala Bridge, to the tree-lined Ayala Boulevard, and Rizal Park. Some guards would not let bikers go inside the Rizal Park but for me, "Hey, it's Independence Day. Respect my freedom to roam around."

Like the usual Rizal Park atmosphere, it is very amazing. I'm already fed up with malls and I really prefer to go to a park instead, but nothing beats the warm, happy, worry-free atmosphere in Luneta. Filipinos used the holiday to spend their time with their kids, play around, and even celebrated their birthdays.

I truly salute the whole Armed Forces of the Philippines, (Army, Navy, Air Force) for participating in this special event. I admired how soft they are facing the civilians, away from the barracks and war zones. They made an exhibit featuring their battles, their activities, the soldiers itself, the tanks, trucks, uniforms, and even made a small show for their fellow Filipinos playing limbo rock.

The rest, beyond description. What a day. :) (I'll post photos soon)

One thing I realized with my trip: I hope, someday, people will grant us freedom to breathe clean, fresh air.

But the best part of this trip was how I let my spirit free. I let myself enjoy God's wonders how amazing He is despite of the pollution, poverty, and how people neglected many things.. 

Crap Crab

"Azkals are not Filipinos because they are half-breed and doesn't have to play for the Philippines."

"I love Jessica Sanchez because she is a Filipino! She may not be the American Idol, for us, she's our World Idol!"

"Charice! What happened to your hair? Yuck! I'm not proud anymore."

"Cheesa Laureta? Who is she? Ahh, from The Voice."

"WOW! Have you heard of Maria Aragon? Her rendition of Lady Gaga's "Born This Way" is fantastic!"

"Arnel Pineda, how come you didn't retweet my post? I hate you now."

"Jessica Sanchez sings US National Anthem? C'mon, wala kang utang na loob. You should sing Lupang Hinirang!"

"60% Chinese. 40% Filipino. What's your mix?"

"Lumalaki na ulo ni PacMan. Dapat dyan matalo sa laban nya against Bradley."

Crab-mentality at its finest. A Filipino trait that should be broken and should not be passed on future generations. The saddest part is, Filipinos bash their idols if their requests are not granted. Some of our fellow Filipinos bash people who became 'mayabang'.

I'm getting fed up with this issues. What is a Filipino? There is no TRUE Filipino. We have different answers, maybe, personal, emotional, or constitutional. But no one will win in this issue. This is a topic that requires decades of observation, ends without an answer. Like religion, when someone brought up this issue, no one will win.

We are not in the Middle/Dark Ages. We're in the modern, digital, liberal age now. Sadly, some Filipinos are left behind looking for other crabs to pinch on.

Euphonic Stereophonic

Oh I miss posting what's inside my playlist.
Reminiscing my college life through music.
I have to create new one soon.

(You may check my old music posts at Euphonic Stereophonic)

Back to Blog

I'm back. I don't know how to manage it, or on how often will I make random blogs. But one thing's for sure: blogging will be part of my life.

I already started doing it in Multiply (with BlackBlog) during college days, but with the sudden surge of Facebook & Twitter in my social media life (and because I became too busy after I graduated), blogging was left in the warehouse.

Now, I will try to blog again. May it be too short or too long (or too violent), I will try to minimize using Twitter and Facebook on my routine. This is my promise. My covenant.