What makes me happy?
-Faith
-Family
-Good Health
-Friends
-Someone special :)
-Peace
-Work
-Money
What makes me sad?
-Death
-Sickness
-Regrets
-Fear
Who helped me to be who I am?
-GOD
-Family
-Friends
-Someone who "was" special
-Teachers
Who taught me courage?
-Enemies
-Critics
-Failures
Regrets?
-Having been SCARED
-Missing opportunities to love
-Giving up
Fears?
-Losing people I love
-Giving up
Monday, August 04, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Semi-Annual Blogging
Hayyyy! Di na naman ako makatulog. Kasi uminom ako ng coffee late in the afternoon. Eto ako ngayon, parang kagigising lang. Nanonood ako ng Nuts Entertainment. Nakakatuwa rin ang games nila. Yung current game is burahan ng pirma sa katawan using body parts except for the hands. Hahaha... nakakatuwa panoorin ang mga game participants.
Kanina, sumabay sa amin mag-dinner si tantan (yung 4 years old kong pamangkin). Nakakatuwa kasi she is already active in conversations. In fact, she is starting to lead the discussions nga. Andami niya nang kwento. At first I'm just taking her presence for granted, but later, I realized that I'm missing their growing up years. Andami niyang kwento tungkol sa school. Nagiging aware na siya sa mga nangyayari sa paligid niya. Tinanong siya ng mother ko kung ilan silang cute sa school. She had a big smile saying na "ako lang ang cute." So I tested her understanding of the word. Sabi ko bakit niya nasabing cute siya... Ano ba ang meaning ng cute... She answered "siya lang daw ang maliit sa school nila." Hayyy... I really enjoyed her company and it made our simple dinner a special one.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Happy Three Kings!!!
Happy three kings talaga today... Kahit masama ang pakiramdam ko, nag-enjoy ako partying with the kids... Di ko alam kung anong sumpong ang dumapo sa nanay ko at naghanda. May cake, spaghetti, fried chicken, ice cream at ham. Ang role ko, tiga-kain... Nagtrabaho din naman ako dahil ako ang operator ng CD Player.... para sa game na stop dance.
I also watched Master and Commander... simple lang ang movie pero interested ako sa strategies ng captains sa war movies at kung paano nila hinahandle ang kanilang mga soldiers. I believe kasi na these types of movies are good sources of leadership qualities... kung pano mo i-improve ang isang tao, kung pano mo magi-gain ang respect nila at kung paano mo maidedefend ang iyong post.
Di naman kailangan na ikaw ang pinakamagaling, ang kailangan yung kaya mo silang i-influence at ichange ang kanilang mindset... Kung parati mong i-isipin na dapat ikaw ang laging magaling, you'll all end up competing with each other. It is very important kasi na you both learn from each other... Sa movie, three things ang inistress about leadership: strength, respect and discipline. Which I truly believe... Discipline is the key. Kung ang isang tao walang disiplina sa sarili, I think he can neither be a good leader nor a team player... strength? not necessarily physical strength but strong influence and courage... Respect... that's for you to ponder na lang... inaantok na ako eh.
I also watched Master and Commander... simple lang ang movie pero interested ako sa strategies ng captains sa war movies at kung paano nila hinahandle ang kanilang mga soldiers. I believe kasi na these types of movies are good sources of leadership qualities... kung pano mo i-improve ang isang tao, kung pano mo magi-gain ang respect nila at kung paano mo maidedefend ang iyong post.
Di naman kailangan na ikaw ang pinakamagaling, ang kailangan yung kaya mo silang i-influence at ichange ang kanilang mindset... Kung parati mong i-isipin na dapat ikaw ang laging magaling, you'll all end up competing with each other. It is very important kasi na you both learn from each other... Sa movie, three things ang inistress about leadership: strength, respect and discipline. Which I truly believe... Discipline is the key. Kung ang isang tao walang disiplina sa sarili, I think he can neither be a good leader nor a team player... strength? not necessarily physical strength but strong influence and courage... Respect... that's for you to ponder na lang... inaantok na ako eh.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Scary Tuesday
Hay, ano ba ang meron sa gabing ito. Ang ganda ganda ng panonood ko ng Pangarap na Bituin (it's my 2nd time to watch the series) may narinig akong umiiyak. Eh kasalukuyang commercial so I'm sure na di galing sa TV yon. I started to get curious so I looked for the remote to lower the volume. Unfortunately, I can't find it. The cry was getting louder so I had to get up from the bed and turn off the TV myself. I confirmed that there was someone crying in our factory and it was a cry of a grown-up... So I quickly went outside to check what's the matter. It was one of our clerk in SariSari. Her bag was snatched just two houses away from ours. The snatcher, by the way was riding a motorcycle. Imagine, 2 houses away. It's so scary to think na merong ganong mga tao sa lugar namin.
So, I returned to our house and started my evening routine... Ako lang mag-isa sa bahay kasi lahat sila nasa gawaan pa rushing some deliveries for tomorrow. While alone in the CR biglang tumahimik at nahimasmasan na lang ako nung nabingi ako sa sarili kong sigaw. Eh paano naman, biglang nag brownout at ang unang pumasok sa isip ko eh si "Almira" ng La Vendetta... hayyy... di ba super scary... inaantay ko na lang na may liwanag na umappear somewhere. Buti naman at wala kung hindi baka sa susunod maging friends na kami at dalawa na kaming mandadalaw dahil namatay ako sa atake sa puso (tsk tsk tsk)
So, I returned to our house and started my evening routine... Ako lang mag-isa sa bahay kasi lahat sila nasa gawaan pa rushing some deliveries for tomorrow. While alone in the CR biglang tumahimik at nahimasmasan na lang ako nung nabingi ako sa sarili kong sigaw. Eh paano naman, biglang nag brownout at ang unang pumasok sa isip ko eh si "Almira" ng La Vendetta... hayyy... di ba super scary... inaantay ko na lang na may liwanag na umappear somewhere. Buti naman at wala kung hindi baka sa susunod maging friends na kami at dalawa na kaming mandadalaw dahil namatay ako sa atake sa puso (tsk tsk tsk)
Little Sisters of the Poor
Several months ago, while we were serving as a choir in a small parish in Sta. Lucia, Sister Rosario was also there fulfilling her apostolate. She is a member of the "Little Sisters of the Poor" congregation. A congregation that takes care of abandoned elders and those who do not have anybody to take care of them. The moment I heard her short talk of their mission and what they do, an opportunity to serve God immediately entered my mind. I approached her and got a brochure she was distributing. The brochure contained the contact number and more information of their congregation. After that first meeting, I got busy again with my studies, work, my own life, my leisures... sad to say... I did not do anything.
Yesterday, God gave me the desire, the courage and most of all the opportunity to visit their home in Pasay City. It was not a smooth attempt though because I was supposed to do it prior to my birthday which I had to cancel to attend to personal things instead... Yesterday, I had to defend my appointment to my brother because he also is serving the church... but I insisted that we need to prioritize my appointment (which by the way he has no knowledge about it... though I'm sure that he'll be the first one to push me to this mission if he knew about it.) because it was already postponed last week... Finally, with his complete ignorance of where I am going to, he agreed. So, I made sure that the address was already safe in my bag... and I headed to work... I instructed the driver to pick me at 1:00 PM...
It was a usual Saturday for me... I didn't work too much to give myself a little time to do what I want. After all, I worked all the way during the weekday... At exactly 1 PM, I went down because I was expecting for the driver. While waiting, I did a quick check on my bag for the address and I can't find it anywhere... I was quite disappointed because I was sure that it was there when I left... Okay... I just went up again... started my PC and searched for the address in the internet... I went down again and it was 1:30... So I started waiting again... It's 1:45 and still the driver hasn't arrived... I'm starting to get irritated... I thought that my brother intentionally had to delay him for his own affairs... Finally, at 2:00PM he arrived.
It was a long travel because of the heavy traffic. I slept in the car and woke up when we were in Makati area. It was a deep sleep. If I hadn't dreamed that I was falling off from bed, I guess I wouldn't have been awake yet. Anyway, when we were near the area, we had to ask for some directions. It wasn't that hard though. When we reached Lancaster Street, we looked for #50. We didn't saw it, but I saw Nanay Remy (I didn't knew her during that time) strolling outside. I knew it was what I was looking for.
The guard asked some questions and in a short while, the steel gate automatically opened by itself. I was quite surprised to see this kind of gate for a charity home. I only see those kind of gates in private buildings... When I got inside, I saw about ten elders taking their afternoon rest. Peaceful and clean environment... that was my first impression. I was expecting it though in a place managed by religious orders... I immediately saw the elevator. It is stainless, new and modern. I looked around from where I was standing and saw 4 more elders on the second floor. They were in wheelchairs and caregivers were pulling them to their desired spot. Everybody was looking at me and I was overwhelmed not knowing what to do. Frankly speaking, I felt that I was a stranger to the place. The receptionist immediately called for Sister Rosario. While waiting for her, about 2 elders approached me. They were asking me questions and entertaining me. Most of the time I just smiled and answered their questions briefly. I didn't know what to ask them. I didn't know what to do. I really didn't know what I can do for them. I just knew one thing. I have a mission to fulfill.
When Sister Rosario came down, it took some time for me to make her remember me. The acquaintance happened quite a long time ago and it was very informal because there were also many people talking to her, eager to know about the mission of their congregation. After a short chat with the elders, she toured me to the home. The first room we visited was the auditorium. I like the stage because it was ideal for a short play or a show. Groups who visit for outreach do their performance in the auditorium. They also sponsor merienda for the residents. Next, we took the elevator to go to the 2nd floor. On our way to the chapel, we met Sister Paul. She is french but she speaks tagalog. We had a little chat again and another elder approached me; she was newly operated. Finally, we reached the chapel. The door has a sensor to automatically open and close when someone enters. Shortly, after I made the sign of the cross, two elders approached me again. They advised me to come back on Christmas. They also promised to give me candies (hihihi I gave them a big smile because I got excited for the candies)... The next place we visited was the living room, there were some elders watching TV. We also visited the residents' room which can accommodate two residents. Each room has its own comfort room. I also had the chance to greet some of the residents in their rooms. Most of them are in wheelchairs. Some have amputated legs. Others are half-paralyzed. They were all saying the same things "come back on christmas." I was really unsure if I can do it. To some, I said yes just not to disappoint them. I was feeling guilty though because I might be giving them false hopes. It took me some time to say finally "If I'm not back on christmas, I'm definitely coming back," and I am sure about it. The other places I saw were the veranda and the gym.
Going down, we took the elevator again. It was funny because the first resident I saw at the gate was Nanay Remy. When we get to the second floor I saw her again. When we went down, she was the first resident I saw again. It seems that she's everywhere.
We were offered a merienda. While eating at the pantry, I got to have a longer conversation with Sister Rosario. I kept saying that the building is so nice, it is complete with all amenities. Not to mention, all residents have glowing skin and fresh looking faces. Their clothes are clean. In short, you wouldn't think that each of them had their own trials and miseries. If not for Sister Rosario who kept on telling me that the residents came from poor families, some of them came from Golden Acres, I would be convinced that they came from rich families. Maybe, Sr. Rosario felt the need to orient me. She shared to me a story about a visitor who commented that they do not need any help because of the nice building and its amenities. In response to the comment, she said that "It's not the building you are helping, it's the residents. You do not know what trials and miseries they experienced. You don't know their past." It quite convinced me until I heard her next statements. "One of our mission is to bring them closer to God. How can we do that if they are hungry? How can we do that if they are sick? They are people and we need to give them dignity. People will not go near them if they are dirty. We want to treat them how humans should be treated. The first thing we need to do is to feed them. Make sure that they are all free from sickness. Make them feel good about themselves. Let them feel that they have dignity. Make people respect them." I was strucked by her statements because I understood clearly what she meant. The 41 "GOOD-LOOKING" residents were "41 TRANSFORMED LIVES". They clearly illustrate what it means to "TAKE CARE." The "Little Sisters of the Poor," teaches us how to be "HUMBLE" and be a true "SERVANT." They are not working for their families, they are not earning for their own needs. They are working to "GIVE GOOD LIVES TO OTHER PEOPLE." They are living to "SERVE OUR GOD."
Yesterday, God gave me the desire, the courage and most of all the opportunity to visit their home in Pasay City. It was not a smooth attempt though because I was supposed to do it prior to my birthday which I had to cancel to attend to personal things instead... Yesterday, I had to defend my appointment to my brother because he also is serving the church... but I insisted that we need to prioritize my appointment (which by the way he has no knowledge about it... though I'm sure that he'll be the first one to push me to this mission if he knew about it.) because it was already postponed last week... Finally, with his complete ignorance of where I am going to, he agreed. So, I made sure that the address was already safe in my bag... and I headed to work... I instructed the driver to pick me at 1:00 PM...
It was a usual Saturday for me... I didn't work too much to give myself a little time to do what I want. After all, I worked all the way during the weekday... At exactly 1 PM, I went down because I was expecting for the driver. While waiting, I did a quick check on my bag for the address and I can't find it anywhere... I was quite disappointed because I was sure that it was there when I left... Okay... I just went up again... started my PC and searched for the address in the internet... I went down again and it was 1:30... So I started waiting again... It's 1:45 and still the driver hasn't arrived... I'm starting to get irritated... I thought that my brother intentionally had to delay him for his own affairs... Finally, at 2:00PM he arrived.
It was a long travel because of the heavy traffic. I slept in the car and woke up when we were in Makati area. It was a deep sleep. If I hadn't dreamed that I was falling off from bed, I guess I wouldn't have been awake yet. Anyway, when we were near the area, we had to ask for some directions. It wasn't that hard though. When we reached Lancaster Street, we looked for #50. We didn't saw it, but I saw Nanay Remy (I didn't knew her during that time) strolling outside. I knew it was what I was looking for.
The guard asked some questions and in a short while, the steel gate automatically opened by itself. I was quite surprised to see this kind of gate for a charity home. I only see those kind of gates in private buildings... When I got inside, I saw about ten elders taking their afternoon rest. Peaceful and clean environment... that was my first impression. I was expecting it though in a place managed by religious orders... I immediately saw the elevator. It is stainless, new and modern. I looked around from where I was standing and saw 4 more elders on the second floor. They were in wheelchairs and caregivers were pulling them to their desired spot. Everybody was looking at me and I was overwhelmed not knowing what to do. Frankly speaking, I felt that I was a stranger to the place. The receptionist immediately called for Sister Rosario. While waiting for her, about 2 elders approached me. They were asking me questions and entertaining me. Most of the time I just smiled and answered their questions briefly. I didn't know what to ask them. I didn't know what to do. I really didn't know what I can do for them. I just knew one thing. I have a mission to fulfill.
When Sister Rosario came down, it took some time for me to make her remember me. The acquaintance happened quite a long time ago and it was very informal because there were also many people talking to her, eager to know about the mission of their congregation. After a short chat with the elders, she toured me to the home. The first room we visited was the auditorium. I like the stage because it was ideal for a short play or a show. Groups who visit for outreach do their performance in the auditorium. They also sponsor merienda for the residents. Next, we took the elevator to go to the 2nd floor. On our way to the chapel, we met Sister Paul. She is french but she speaks tagalog. We had a little chat again and another elder approached me; she was newly operated. Finally, we reached the chapel. The door has a sensor to automatically open and close when someone enters. Shortly, after I made the sign of the cross, two elders approached me again. They advised me to come back on Christmas. They also promised to give me candies (hihihi I gave them a big smile because I got excited for the candies)... The next place we visited was the living room, there were some elders watching TV. We also visited the residents' room which can accommodate two residents. Each room has its own comfort room. I also had the chance to greet some of the residents in their rooms. Most of them are in wheelchairs. Some have amputated legs. Others are half-paralyzed. They were all saying the same things "come back on christmas." I was really unsure if I can do it. To some, I said yes just not to disappoint them. I was feeling guilty though because I might be giving them false hopes. It took me some time to say finally "If I'm not back on christmas, I'm definitely coming back," and I am sure about it. The other places I saw were the veranda and the gym.
Going down, we took the elevator again. It was funny because the first resident I saw at the gate was Nanay Remy. When we get to the second floor I saw her again. When we went down, she was the first resident I saw again. It seems that she's everywhere.
We were offered a merienda. While eating at the pantry, I got to have a longer conversation with Sister Rosario. I kept saying that the building is so nice, it is complete with all amenities. Not to mention, all residents have glowing skin and fresh looking faces. Their clothes are clean. In short, you wouldn't think that each of them had their own trials and miseries. If not for Sister Rosario who kept on telling me that the residents came from poor families, some of them came from Golden Acres, I would be convinced that they came from rich families. Maybe, Sr. Rosario felt the need to orient me. She shared to me a story about a visitor who commented that they do not need any help because of the nice building and its amenities. In response to the comment, she said that "It's not the building you are helping, it's the residents. You do not know what trials and miseries they experienced. You don't know their past." It quite convinced me until I heard her next statements. "One of our mission is to bring them closer to God. How can we do that if they are hungry? How can we do that if they are sick? They are people and we need to give them dignity. People will not go near them if they are dirty. We want to treat them how humans should be treated. The first thing we need to do is to feed them. Make sure that they are all free from sickness. Make them feel good about themselves. Let them feel that they have dignity. Make people respect them." I was strucked by her statements because I understood clearly what she meant. The 41 "GOOD-LOOKING" residents were "41 TRANSFORMED LIVES". They clearly illustrate what it means to "TAKE CARE." The "Little Sisters of the Poor," teaches us how to be "HUMBLE" and be a true "SERVANT." They are not working for their families, they are not earning for their own needs. They are working to "GIVE GOOD LIVES TO OTHER PEOPLE." They are living to "SERVE OUR GOD."
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
My 32nd Birthday
It was my birthday yesterday. It was one of my happiest
birthday... I felt so contented with everything... and I
feel peace within me. Full of gratitude ako kay God sa
lahat ng blessings Niya. I can't think of anything less...
puro more...
On the eve of my birthday, my mother surprised me with
a Black Forest Cake from Red Ribbon... Eh yun yung
favorite cake ko of all... Siyempre ingats ingats ako sa
pagkain dahil baka maimpatso ko... Aside from the great
taste of it, mas naenjoy ko yung mga pamangkin ko na
mas excited pa sa akin sa pagkain ng cake. In fact,
nakalimutan ata nilang akin yun... hehehe... pero masaya
talaga kasama yung mga pamangkin ko... Kahit minsan
pinapatulan ko sila, forgive and forget naman sila sa
katarayan ni tita...
Bukod sa cake, super entertained ako sa bago kong
cellphone... It's a Nokia 6120 classic. I bought a samsung
U700 cellphone first but the camera and video are
terrible... so I switched to Nokia... It's definitely better.
Siyempre mega store ako ng songs ni Josh Groban...
Nung mismong birthday ko, we decided to order 2 18"
pizza from Yellow Cab. Kaso, may training pa ako from
2 to 5 so we again decided to place our order at 4PM... I
had to make the training quick nga eh... kasi otherwise,
di ko maaabutan yung pizza hahahah.... so medyo
shinort cut ko ng konti...
Pag balik ko sa office, pinatawag ako ng boss ko... pag dating ko sa office niya he gave me
a firm handshake and a warm greeting... siyempre super
appreciate ko yun...
So after about 40 minutes, dumating na ang pizza...
siyempre tsibugan na... super gulat ako kasi meron pala
silang biniling cake for me... Red Ribbon ulit...
kakatuwa... tagal ko na ulit nagblow ng candle.... hehehe
Pagdating sa bahay my family went out for a dinner...
super busog ako... pero looking forward to the next day
kasi nagtabi ako ng birthday cake ko eh... hehehe di
naman ako matakaw eh... mahilig lang talaga ako sa Red
Ribbon na cake :) After namin nag-dinner nagkantahan
ng konti tapos bumili kami ng ice cream sa Robinsons...
tuloy ang kainan sa bahay...
Ganon ang nangyari sa 32nd birthday... It was a long
day but it was definitely one of my happiest.
birthday... I felt so contented with everything... and I
feel peace within me. Full of gratitude ako kay God sa
lahat ng blessings Niya. I can't think of anything less...
puro more...
On the eve of my birthday, my mother surprised me with
a Black Forest Cake from Red Ribbon... Eh yun yung
favorite cake ko of all... Siyempre ingats ingats ako sa
pagkain dahil baka maimpatso ko... Aside from the great
taste of it, mas naenjoy ko yung mga pamangkin ko na
mas excited pa sa akin sa pagkain ng cake. In fact,
nakalimutan ata nilang akin yun... hehehe... pero masaya
talaga kasama yung mga pamangkin ko... Kahit minsan
pinapatulan ko sila, forgive and forget naman sila sa
katarayan ni tita...
Bukod sa cake, super entertained ako sa bago kong
cellphone... It's a Nokia 6120 classic. I bought a samsung
U700 cellphone first but the camera and video are
terrible... so I switched to Nokia... It's definitely better.
Siyempre mega store ako ng songs ni Josh Groban...
Nung mismong birthday ko, we decided to order 2 18"
pizza from Yellow Cab. Kaso, may training pa ako from
2 to 5 so we again decided to place our order at 4PM... I
had to make the training quick nga eh... kasi otherwise,
di ko maaabutan yung pizza hahahah.... so medyo
shinort cut ko ng konti...
Pag balik ko sa office, pinatawag ako ng boss ko... pag dating ko sa office niya he gave me
a firm handshake and a warm greeting... siyempre super
appreciate ko yun...
So after about 40 minutes, dumating na ang pizza...
siyempre tsibugan na... super gulat ako kasi meron pala
silang biniling cake for me... Red Ribbon ulit...
kakatuwa... tagal ko na ulit nagblow ng candle.... hehehe
Pagdating sa bahay my family went out for a dinner...
super busog ako... pero looking forward to the next day
kasi nagtabi ako ng birthday cake ko eh... hehehe di
naman ako matakaw eh... mahilig lang talaga ako sa Red
Ribbon na cake :) After namin nag-dinner nagkantahan
ng konti tapos bumili kami ng ice cream sa Robinsons...
tuloy ang kainan sa bahay...
Ganon ang nangyari sa 32nd birthday... It was a long
day but it was definitely one of my happiest.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Helpless with No Option
I am so frustrated today... I was trapped kasi in a situation that is a consequence of other's actions... and I have no choice but to resolve it... The bad thing is... they didn't know that they caused it... and if they did... No difference... they can't do something about it... because they simply do not know what to do... Kainis di ba?
I was exerting too much effort to control myself... I tried to keep quiet but evil thoughts keep on coming to my head... I tried to go out for awhile and I burst into tears... It's the best thing I think... honestly, it's even more productive than confronting the concerned people who cannot do what they are suppose to do.
I was exerting too much effort to control myself... I tried to keep quiet but evil thoughts keep on coming to my head... I tried to go out for awhile and I burst into tears... It's the best thing I think... honestly, it's even more productive than confronting the concerned people who cannot do what they are suppose to do.
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