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Lost

2011-09-01T17:37:00.002+08:00

Today while i was cleaning our living room a bee entered through our balcony door. i just let it flew around as long as it wouldn't come near me. Maybe it just wanted to see what is inside our home, the problem is when it tried to get out it flew through the glass wall, could it be that bees have vision problem? It keep bumping on the wall but still forced itself out. Of course it couldn't, it will just hurt itself. Crazy and not thinking.

I wanted to help the poor creature out but i am scared to be stung so i just let it find its way, it has find its way in, it should be able to find it's way out.

Come to think of it, aren't we sometimes like this bee? We know its not right but we still keep on insisting on things. We know will get hurt but we always choose that path. And most of the time we take life as an adventure and we make a mess out of it, we expect other people to pull us out.

People reacted to us the way a did, I can't be bothered with your predicament,i have my own things to attend to. selfish as it may seem i am not excused to this kind of attitude. While other asks our help, we don't care, we will only act if things get out of control and sometimes our actions becomes futile.

What has become of compassion then? This bee didn't just gave me a good subject for photography, it also help me realize that as a human we need to care to others in need and give help freely while the beneficiary can still enjoy it not when it is too late.

What happened to the bee? It die, someone hit it with a swatter. I tried to stop her from doing it but my caution came too late. I was planning to guide it out but i was a step behind.

Lost

2011-09-01T17:34:00.000+08:00

ECHOES

2011-08-25T12:59:00.000+08:00

Listen to their hearts' cry, it may echo your own.

INNER THOUGHTS

Working away from home i often joked about escaping diaper change and midnight feedings, maybe I just don't want to linger on the thought of how it tears a little hole in my heart to leave behind those angels. I often acted strong and unaffected by their sad faces everytime I am leaving, I tell funny stories that make them laugh, i want to keep the ring of their laughter and giggles in my heart.

I always keep my distance even i am with them, it is to protect my self from the pain and physical longing for them when i am away. I keep a stern personality on them, and held back all emotions so they will not miss me too much. I always sheid away with these thoughts, i drowned myself with work and anything that could keep my mind occupied. However, in the middle of the night i would often wake up with the thoughts i always avoided. Their cries, excited voices and cute stories kept ringing in my ears. My heart is crying and i can not just dismiss the ache and physical longing for them, as if a tether bound me surely as any umbilical cord, a sharing of emotions for the five of us. I asked many times how i was able to live away from them, and i looked back at my life and their faces keep flashing in my mind, i saw my dreams for them and knew i cant give that all, if i stay.
I can give them all the love but not the future we dreamed for them.

They are still too young to fully understand the circumstances, but in time i know they will.

INNER VOICES:

It is such a wonderful place with flowers of all colors in blooms, my insatiable passion for nature is filled, its a wonderful treat for anybody's eyes. My childlike spirit was freed.

I was so engrossed chasing butterflies and was oblivious that i was drifting away from everyone. I wanted to catch it so i kept following where it fly. It moves so swift that i cant get a better chance i always a step behind. I was tired of running so i looked around and realized i was all alone. I looked around but there was nobody in sight except those endless flower fields. I retraced my steps but i always ended up on the same place. I was trapped in a maze and i find it difficult to get out. Panic was eating me up and i started to call out names but my voice just bounces back to me. I was too tired and starving so i decided to sit and tried to gather my thoughts so I could figure out which way will lead me out.

I may have doze off and dream, i heard voices familiar to me but i cant distinguish who is saying what. There are angry, encouraging, happy and loving, they are talking altogether at the same time that it confuses me.

I bring my self to wake up, only to realize that i was really dreaming. I was alone because i chose to lead that life and shut myself away from those who care for me, and the voices that nags me is deep with in my heart.

FEAR:

Your eyes is boring into my soul,

You wanted to tell me something but i refused to understand,

You extended your hand but i dont want to reach out,

You wanted to talk to me but i pretended not to hear,

You tried to seek my attention but i tried to be occupied.

I dont want to look into your eyes because i am scared to see that there is nothing left for me.

I dont want to listen because i am scared that i will understand your reason.

I dont want to give my attention because i am scared to get used to it.

I dont want to reach out because i am scared you will let my hand go.

I dont want to dream anymore because i am afraid to fail.

I dont want to open up to anyone because i am scared to be neglected,

I dont want to trust because i was betrayed badly that it shattered my confidence.

Fear, just a four letter word, but it can do much damage to you and me.

While Looking for Happiness

2011-08-25T10:42:00.006+08:00

Reality bites but we will never realize what we got until it slip in our hands.

There was man, he had a lovely family. A nice wife and two beautiful kids. Both children got his looks. The wife is a family oriented woman. She gave a dream career for her family. For the first few years of their marriage life, it was pure bliss but as years go by the sparke slowly faded.

One day the man approached his wife and told her he want out. The wife was so surprised she was not able to utter any word. The man told her, he just couldnt find the same excitement everytime he goes home. He said he wanted a space. The wife though hurt, never say any word. She told his husband whatever makes him happy he should go after it, life is precious and one should live it fully. The man was so glad he started to pack his things. Before he bid goodbye to his chldren he asked the wife to keep the truth from their them. That they will just tell them he is going to work away from home.
But the wife, declined and told the man that he should be responsible enough for whatever actions he should take. Childrens no matter how young, deserve to know what is happening to their family the best they could understand. The man was a bit pissed off with the idea, and told the wife she is being uncooperative. The wife told the man that their home should be a place where children could learn values they can bring out. So the man was forced to tell the kids. He said that his leaving is just temporary. He will come back when he find himself. The eldest child ask the father, ' how come you cant find yourself father? You dont need to look beyond your heart to know what you are looking for. The man was dumbfounded, but he still left.

Living alone, he was just too glad to enjoy life, no wife that nag him, no kids to compete with the tv shows he want to watch, no one to disturb his time. He was busy enjoying his freedom that he forget to get in touch with his family. He knew his wife was a good housewife and that she will always keep their home a safe haven for their family.
Having this thoughts, he suddenly miss the laughter and the noise of the children. He missed the home made breakfast his wife never failed to prepare for him, he realized how empty his life, the silence is deafening. He realized he missed his family too much that there is no better place to be than their noisy home. He knew he have always a place to come back should things get these far. With a smile and renewed outlook toward his family, he pack his things and find his way back.

He was singing with happiness and can't wait to see the people he left. They would be so happy to see me again, he thought.

Upon reaching their gate, he was calling the childrens' and wife's name. But to his dismay, nobody answered, he ring the bell and it took a while before he heard a noise going to the door. When the door opened he was surprise to see his wife on the wheelchair, too skinny and wearing a scarf on her head. She looked gaunt and old. She didnt say any word, but opened the door for him to come in as she wheeled her self to the living room. No noisy children came to greet him. Although he wasn't greeted with anymosity, something was lacking. He came to his wife and kneel in front of her, when he held her hand, he couldnt control his sob, he just put her hand on his chest and keep on crying. His wife just let him settle, and when he did, she said, ' i am glad you find your way back, welcome home.' However, it took you a bit longer,but its good you come back before i left. The man was puzzled, the wife told him, she is just waiting for her time. She had been sick for a long time but he was too busy finding himself that he didnt notice that the illness is slowly taking her away. ' I was trying to hold on until you come back, I tried to be strong despite the pain. I am just too glad that you are here now.

Hours later the children came home, and was too happy to see him again. No questions asked. Then they handed him a box and told him that those are the things they make every time they missed him. Tears just can't stop falling while he was looking at each of his childrens' work of art. And he promised himself that he will never leave his family again.

They ate dinner together and talked a lot of things, his children have grown up a lot and has matured too early. He have many things to tell them especially his wife but thought he had plenty of time to do it. Little did he know that it was the last time he would ever see his wife smile and hear her voice. She never woke up the next morning.

Authors note: This blog was originally posted in my other homepage
http://my.opera.com/RachelJuleiane/blog

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2011-08-25T09:56:00.000+08:00

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Pillars of Marriage

2011-08-03T10:00:00.001+08:00

In one of the Sundays i attended the cathecism class we talked about married life since some of the participants are undergoing preparation for marriage seminar. The lecturer made a very simple example how couple can be childish in treating married life.

There was this couple who is undergoing marriage counseling. After just three years of married life, they are filing for legal separation the reason is irreconcilable differences. Funny as it seem but the one thing they could not agree upon is how to use the toothpaste, the woman wanted that the toothpaste be squeezed from bottom to neck, and the husband just ignore and do it his way- squeezing near the neck.
The woman got pissed off to keep repeating (talk of being an obsessive-compulsive person) and started to nag, the man hates being nagged about things he thought he does right.
Simple things lead to big fight , pride come between them and no one wants to set it aside so they resorted to the easiest way out- live their own lives.

The counselor just smiled while both of them vents their anger toward each other. She asked each of them to tell what is the good thing they can say of each other, they realized that it is more than just the toothpaste, both of them makes each other laugh at the simplest joke they tell. So the counselor asked them why cant just they have separate tube of toothpaste first and use it according to how they want and see if it makes them happy. They considered the suggestion, the man just dont feel nice doing it and prefers to share what the wife is using, and the woman felt the same. They went back to the counselor for their session and tell about what they feel having to use separate toothpaste tube. Both of them agreed it doesnt make sense.
The counselor told them: when you decided to get married, you were bounded by an invisible knot to SHARE everything: joys, pain, tears. You will be your partner's other leg when he or she find it difficult to walk. You will be each other's strength when one of you is weak. You will be the reason for him or her to smile when one of you is sad. That is LOVE.
Even the smallest secret you keep in the deepest corner of your heart you dont have any worry telling him or her because you TRUST him/her.

When you are married, you don't just think for yourself but for your partner also that is called RESPECT. You have to take into consideration each others feelings.

It is a series of adjustment for both of you and often will test your PATIENCE, because you will only get to know each other while you are growing together.

Marriage is a matter of COMPROMISE its not just an 'i' 'me' nor 'you'. Its always a case of 'we'.
Think about it.
Marriage often failed because of SELFISHNESS.

Sixth Year

2011-07-28T11:15:00.002+08:00

'I dont promise a smooth ride but i assure you that whatever happens i will stay married to you until i breathe my last. Thank you for the understanding and love, no number can quantify my love for you. . ' . . . 'six years, together we will stay until our hair turns gray, i will cry in your sorrow, i will dry your tears, and i will bask in your smile. . '

:love: so sweet. It always touch my heart to see couples staying inlove with their partners everyday in their lives. Today, my bestfriend celebrate that milestone in their marriage. Although 6 years is not that long but we, pray that you will be able to overcome whatever problems that may come to your family.
When things go wrong, always remember that you chose her to be your wife because she is the best partner there is, look not into each others fault but rather dwell on the thoughts she did that made you smile.

Asawa kita
Sawa na sila
Awa nalang ang natitira
Wala na kahit awa kaya
Away na palagi.

I know you wont let that happen.
Whatever may come never lost the Love and Respect with each other. Grow old together and be each other's bestfriend.

Happy sixth year anniversary, Bestfriend, may God always bless your marriage with peace and hoping for a Baby Tess. Ninang kami.

TIMELESS LOVE (A note to my Nanay on Mothers Day)

2011-07-28T10:30:00.000+08:00

I know we should not wait for occasions like this to let you know that we love you and appreciated in every way possible.

I missed you a lot, i have grown really apart from you, in the real sense of the word.
I had been busy living my life and often take for granted how you feel, i am truly sorry for that Nanay. I missed those times where i am watching you sew a dress for me, i waited beside you to make sure you will finish it.
I am saddened by the fact that i dont have a single piece of it in my closet. I love and will be proud to have one and wear again, not because of the brand it carry but most importantly, its your labor of love and wearing it is like being enclosed in your warm embrace.

Looking back, i realized we are not just lucky to be your children but more than blessed. You have raised us the best way possible despite the fact that you were orphaned at a very young age. While other teen ager of your age go to school, you are working your self hard being a mother. I can't imagine myself surving if i were you. There are times i ask myself if i am worthy to be your daughter, but perhaps i am because despite being stubborn you still love me the way you always did.

Thank you so much Nay for giving us the chance to experience the life you were not previleged to enjoy. Whatever i am today its because of you and tatay. I will always take pride of being your daughter. In my own way i love you more than what that word imply. I am sure my siblings feel the same. Thank you so much for all the love throughout my existence and for extending it to my children.

We love you Nanay, Happy Mother's Day everyday.

GOD Do not Have a Mobile Phone

2011-07-27T23:52:00.000+08:00

" God has seen you struggling with something. God says its over. A blessing is coming your way. If you believe in God send this message on, please don't ignore it, you are being tested. God is going to fix two things (BIG) tonight in your favour. If you believe in God, DROP EVERYTHING AND PASS IT ON. TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE. SND THIS TO 14 FRNDS IN 10MINS WEN U READ.."

I recieved the sms 12mn. Maybe some random message or someone that i knew but i haven't registered the number so i dont know the sender, on some occasion i would just ignore or delete it, but last night i was in the mood so i replied, "the God i believed doesnt have a mobile phone but i can talk to Him 24/365 and the line is FREE. He doesn't test my faith like this and he blesses everyone accordingly.

I hate opportunist message like this one, i believe there a Higher being than me but i am not a fanatic, i am a born catholic, but i dont buy this crap. I believe that whatever difficulty i am facing is resolve because i did something about it not because i spent money sending Chain text. Yes, this message tests how stupid someone could be, not one's faith.

Justin- Our Avenger

2011-07-27T23:41:00.000+08:00

Time had stolen you from me, you grow up emotionally and mentally faster than i could take. I keep wondering where is that baby i first held in my arms- which taught me to be possessive protective and brave at the same time. Knowing that i am going to have you is pure joy to me.
The thought of norturing another life inside me scare me a lot, but your daddy has been with me to share the burden and joy of seeing you slowly grow.
Thinking about those times still make me shed some tears until today. The first time you held my hand made me realize fully that everything i am doing from that time is not just for me but most importantly for that little hand that tightly hold my finger. You have fully awakened my sense of responsibility.

I always thanked the good Lord for allowing me to be your mother. And i am glad that you grow up into a fine young boy, a selfless and loving brother.
While boys your age wish to have something or to be someone grand, you wished that your brother will get better and can talk. Dont worry God hears your prayer and wishes and in time Raph will get better.
Just continue to be patient and his keeper.

Every birthday that you celebrate makes me realize that you are slowly becoming yourself and it makes me sad. But come to think of it, you have your own identity since you are born.
You just borrorwed some time and strength from us to help and guide you.
Maybe i am just growing old and i missed the inquisitive toddler who never stops asking questions until his curiousity is satisfied. The memory of your childhood is safely locked in my heart. And most of the time when i felt really alone i just get back to them and they never failed to bring me a lot of real smile.

We love you so much, YOU, Raph and Leian is the meaning of life and the best gift i could ever recieve. Grow up to be a fine person but never lost the child in you.
HAPPY Twelfth Birthday Justin, our first born. May God continue to bless you with goodhealth, a kind, humble and happy heart.

CHRISTMAS: Then and Now

2010-11-29T17:03:00.001+08:00

Christmas should always the child in us.

I was always awed with the sparkle and glitter of christmas decorations i saw everytime we go to the city for holiday shopping, music are alive and the atmosphere is very festive. It was always a feast for the eyes of a country girl like me. My young heart always rejoiced even at the smallest and simplest gift i received. The season is often welcomed with simplicity yet with joys in our hearts.

When November comes and i dont see any christmas decorations, i would often nag mother when she is going to put them up. It was always a welcomed task for me, i enjoyed very much helping her. It somehow served as our bonding time. We didnt have decorations, it lacks the glitters of a commercial decors, she in fact made use of indigenous materials.
What it made it special to me now was that it was a collaborative effort of the whole family. Father and brothers find the nice branch suited for a christmas tree and made a frame for our star/lantern, in Philippines it is called a PAROL. Its an authentic christmas symbol made in our country. It is very nice specially when it is lighted.

Dinner or the media noche is not grand either, it is a simple dish, mostly native delicasies but it was a delight having them in our table shared by the whole family. No expensive gifts is given, a sincere greetings was sufficient to brings out a smile. Although mother always made sure that we have that little things we always wished. The Santa Spirit is very much believed.

On christmas day we all go to church together and shared a simple meal afterwards.

Back then, the season was not measured by the quality of the gift given and the food we have but by the time we spent together.
I guess that was the real essence and message of christmas. After all Jesus was not born in a palace but in a stable with only his parents, animal and shepherds present. The message was there.

As years went by and i became aware of many things i have slowly adapted to the changes brought abov by time. The season have lost its real essence to me. Although the symbols are still there, it is now full of commercial value. Christmas now has became the season of shopping the best possible gift i could give.
It always saddens me to see the disappointment in my son's eyes if he doesnt receive the gift he expected.
I wanted him to appreciate the real essence why people around the world celebrates christmas but i fall a step short because i also use material things to filled up my shortcomings. He doesnt believe in Santa anymore. He knew it was us, he missed the thrill of doing it but that is one thing i can not change.

Time changes, and we must adapt with the changes and development time brings however there are traditions and values worth keeping.

I missed the traditional christmas i used to have with my parents and siblings but with the kind of life i am leading now, those are just distant memories worth to be treasured and cherished.

Despite the commercialized value of Christmas today, i want my kids to remember that it is a season to foster, Peace, Love and Sharing.

Maligayang Pasko sa Lahat!!!!

A Father's Love

2010-09-17T18:16:00.001+08:00

It's ok, you can let go now Daddy. . . .

Last night i watched a video showing a father's piognant love for his daughter, and i was deeply touched by how it was portrayed.
The dad was teaching his daughter to ride a bicycle, and seem so scared to let go, until the girl said 'its okey daddy you can now let go '. Worry was written on his face until the girl turned around ang gave him an assuring smile.

As he walked his daughter down the aisle to the waiting groom tears just rolled down his check, holding the bride's hand tight, and never let go until his daughter whisphered 'its okey daddy' Even on his deathbed he never breathed his last until the daughter told him to let go because she's gonna be fine.

I asked three male friends all young dads how much they love their kids and their reply made me realize that there is no difference between mommy and daddy in that aspect. To protect them i will not mention their real names.
Friend one, Miks told me that when his son was born was the happiest moment of his life, i think all fathers do. His lifestyle had completely evolved around his son that he no longer enjoy hanging out with friends. After his work hour he always wanted to run home to be with Miggs whom he knew is already waiting for him at their doorstep. Miks can't imagine a day without seeing his son, and Miggs cant sleep without him. Such a wonderful bonding between dad and son.

Mike said no words can describe how much he love and misses his son.
Ram did not elaborate much but gave me a striking answer, ' i love them more than my Life'.

My Tatay

I always wondered if my Nanay love me more than my Tatay do, as i was growing up, i seldom saw him get angry, or laid a hand on my siblings, he also seldom scold us, i never remember a moment that he hurt me physically nor my younger siblings, but when he do it scares me a lot. so we always made sure we didnt do things to displease him. Is it because of Fear? Or it is because we love and respect him? Maybe both, but in all honesty i love my tatay and misses the days when he would carry me on his shoulder because i dont want to walk, when i sleep in our living room and wake up in the room, when he would come home from the farm with baskets of fruits for us.

Tatay was never expressive, but i knew he loved us, he is very proud of our accomplishments and he would always tell his friends that his wealth lies in the laurels and plaque we bring home.

I love you Tatay, thank you for being my dad and for giving me the the chance to see the world.

HOSTAGED

2010-08-24T22:32:00.001+08:00

Yesterday, 23 August 2010 will be another day that will claim a red mark the in Philippines' history. The world witnessed how irresponsibility, selfishness and cowardice of one person resulted in the loss of lives of innocent people who knew nothing of his problems and grievances towards the government whom he thought have unjustly treated him. Those people went to The Philippines to enjoy much deserve holiday, it was a hard earned one. It was so sad that it ended in a tragic way. A cold blooded murder. Senseless, not even his death can justify and rectify what he had done. I do not rejoice in his death, but the moment he took justice in his hand he was full aware that he will eventually end up that way.

As i watched the news, i can not comprehend how a single man could carry out such a dispeccable act in the heart of a busy metropolis and all the police force could do nothing but just wait. For almost 12 hours he put everyone including the world in a standstill, and what is more disturbing is that the group handling the crisis is considered to be the elite unit of the Philippine National Police- the SWAT TEAM. However, judging the way they acted, they seem like new graduates from the police academy. I am sorry to say these but many Chinese while watching the live feed, called them stupid and a bunch of idiots. Harsh word, given the situation that the culprit is making the captives as his human shield. But the length of time that the stand off transpired will made one ask if they know what they are doing, and why did it take that long before they could figure out what to do?

What can be gauged from what happened? I deduced them to the following: a) the police lack the necessary training to handle such situation fast and effectively, of course, lives of hostages will always be in jeopardy but how to avoid such situation must be looked into. b) the police force do not have proper equipment to carry out their duty, they are the bastion of peace and security, how can they carry out their duty if they can not even assure themselves that they are well armed and protected to go in the line of duty? They are there to serve and protect, so i think it is just fitting to provide the necessary equipment at par with those of their opponent at least. The government must allocate appropraite funds for the needed equipment. It is like wishing that the sun will not rise tommorow but the officials should set aside Selfishness and use the fund where it is due.

The aftermath of the incident yesterday is irreversible, the lost lives can no longer be brought back, my heart goes out to the families of those who were killed, but it will be unfair if the OFWs mostly domestic helpers in Hongkong who knew nothing of what that person did, will bear the consequences. ( i ententionally dont mention his name as i dont want to sound like glorifying him). They are in Hongkong to earn decent money for their families so it is unjust to vent out the outrage to them.

The Philippines in her desire to move forward, to paint a good image as one of the prime tourist destination in SouthEast Asia, will forever be held hostaged by crimes, insurgencies, CORRUPTION and other unpleasant news unfolded in the international media everyday. Who is to blame? No one but our inability to rise up against the situation, our divisiveness and selfish desire to enrich ourselves in whatever cost is the root of the issues.

Human right is the very essence of man, deny it and you denied one's humanity, the hostage taker being a former protector of human rights as per his oath, surely knew this. Yes, he has all the right to fight what he think he rightfully deserve but he should have taken into consideration others' right to enjoy the things they have worked for and the chance to enjoy their lives.

JOURNEY

2010-08-18T14:30:00.001+08:00

I have been wandering for quite sometime now, I am yearning for some place i dont know where. There is always that void and feeling of emptiness within me. I am always tracing back my steps hoping to find out where the problem begun. I had always lived a simple life, but grew up filled with love and good discipline. We were taught the value of education, self respect and hardwork. Somehow, we grew up to be a good and well rounded person. With regards to relation towards others, i have always been liked by friends, and acquaintance, they said i always have that genuine smile that encourages them to talk and sometimes share their concern.
Yes, i always try to give time to listen to others and gave my honest opinion if needed. I would not sugarcoat my words just to please anybody. And i also expect others to do the same. Education and careerwise, i couldnt say i am brilliant but i am an achiever on my own term. I finished all levels with flying colors. However, during my university years I somehow get lost along the way, I wanted to annoy my benefactor-my elder sister for interfering in my socalled dream so I did everything she doesnt want only to realize that I am at the loosing end.
My mistake was irreversible, it had always haunted me especially during job application with private firms. She knew I felt sorry but too proud to apologize, so she never say anything except this word of wisdom: 'always take responsibility of your actions, everything that you do will have an impact in your life'.
Those words served as my reminder until now. I am still lucky despite of my failure, I was able to secure a good job in one of the departments of the highest office of our country, the office of the president. That was the most exciting point of the journey i was threading, i was able to see both sides of the coin so to speak, that is working with the disadvantage member of the society and the government people. Rubbing elbows with the big guys, i realized that they are no different after all, and they should not be treated special, they are there to work for the interest of the disadvantaged. However, common people always look at them with awe and treated them with royalty everytime these big guys are around.
I never liked that, it is just so annoying. To have learned in theory that public office is a public trust, we are here to serve and all those things that only remained in the books and walls is a big dissappointment for an idealistic youth like me, I wanted to know where did all that good principles the authors, Sicat and Villegas talked about. But as i stayed longer i realized that those were just in the books and what i am doing during that time was the real thing, to make legal justifications for the wrong actions. It made me angry to do such and i didnt want my fresh mind, and clean ideas be corrupted with the system, so no matter how good the pay and incentive, I resigned from that office.

I have children i need to earn, so i tried to work with the Local Government Unit in my hometown, the situation laid before my eyes is worst than that where I came from, what mattered there in securing a position is not because of what you know and what you can do, but whom do you know, if your parent or immediate family is working in the LGU, as sure as the sun will rise in the east everyday, you are assured of the position. Those who are good but knew nobody, will have to wait if there will be position available. That LGU became a family corporation in the guise of a public office, everyone is related with each other.
I cant stand it so i left as well.

I realized that each one will use his/her condition to its maximum advantage to advance their interest. The poor are not all the time at the disadvantage side, they know how to play their card, while on the otherhand the politicians dances to the tune to build their image.

I dont know if the problem is with me for being too idealistic but i just cant find myself as one of them.
Until now i still have many questions left unanswered, i still dont know where destiny is going to take me or when i am going to get home, to know what i am looking for, but one thing is sure i will not step on others nor allow others to step on me as i continue this journey.

COMMUTER

2010-08-12T16:25:00.002+08:00

Everyday, i take the train and most people do as this is the most convenient and fastest means of going to our destination, aside from the high cost of parking, it also lessen the volume of cars on the road ;and i often observe these kind of commuters:

1. The Vain- i find it funny why women wanted to look good yet they dont make the effort to do it before leaving the house. They often make the train as extension of their toilet. Once they get seated, they starts to clean their face and apply cosmetics, well lipstick retouch is tolerable but doing your girly stuff in public is kind of embarassing for me. :down:

2. The Inconsiderate- every train seat near the doors should normally be a priority seat, that means its for the elderly, pregnant, those carrying babies and with physical difficulties,. However, most commuters elbows their way to get a seat and once seated, pretends to be asleep, busy reading and covers their face with newspapers, while others just make themselves busy with their mobile and other gadgets and pretend to be oblivious of things around. What is really annoying is that when they are about to alight the train, they will act kind enough to offer their seat, but the person they are offering the seat to is also alighting on the same station. . :doh:

3. The PDAs- well, we are living in a permissive society, and they can not contain their feelings, but i still find it showy. There are always proper place for everything, and i think doing such act in public is just improper. And living in an ultra modern society does not give us the right to act the way we wanted. :o

The Loud -There are those who talk on the phone so loud, without realizing that their voice could be heard four couches away. Dont they have common sense at all? Must other people hear what they are discussing about? :irked:

I always believe that how we conduct ourselves in public reflects the kind of upbringing we have. . . . . . . . Do you? :confused:

15th

2010-08-09T16:26:00.001+08:00

To be a leader does not only entails you are capable to lead but most importantly you have the heart to do it.

So what is so special about the number? Well for those who are just mere readers of this post, nothing, but for the many Filipinos, it means a new governance, new hope that in some way their lives might improve, that the country might regain its place in the international community.

It is a beautiful country with so much potential in terms of human and natural resources, however because of selfish and greedy leaders the country was robbed of the many possibilities and opportunities. Many young professionals opted to leave the country in search of a better and quite life in other countries. It has suffered brain drain due to lack of employment opportunities.
Many investors avoided it like a sick man because of its reputation of being the top corrupt country in the world. Thanks to the indulgence of the previous administrations.

30th of June, Benigno Simeon Cojuanco Aquino, the 15th President of the Republic of the Philippines took his oath to deliver the promises he made on his campaign, the people had put their trust in him. In his shoulders lies not only the responsibility of helping the country get back on its feet but to upheld his parents' legacy to the Filipino People and the world. But a person can not function fully with just the head working, it needs all its physical faculty to work together to achieve its goal. The same is true with the government, it needs the help of the populace to move forward. Each individual has a duty to fulfill, and its better to think that we are doing it not for us but for our childrens. Lets stop pointing finger and do our share.