At last, I had enough rest and sleep and was able to adjust to the time.
I was able to visit my relatives too.
My dad was always asking on when I will go to Manila.
The Barangay Elections will still be on the 25th of this month, so to save myself from the hassle of being stuck in traffic, I had decided to go there after All Saints/Souls Day so that I can maximize the travel.
My brother will be running for the elections as a Councilor for the Youth’s Sector, the Sangguniang Kabataan and for sure this week will be a busy week too.
I still need to drop by the Recruitment Agency to have my papers processed from their side instead of lining up in the POEA Office.
Some errands before the bazaar need to be attended to.
Hopefully, we can get the most out of it.
I am excited to see my friends from Globe Telecom and also about the bazaar.
Fun, laughter and more stories are ahead of me for sure!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
It’s Raining!
Typhoon Juan had made himself noticed and felt in most of the provinces in the Northern Philippines.
Even so, we can feel him too in Batangas.
It was raining since the night before and the whole day today.
And the cold weather made me so sleepy.
I slept at around 11 AM and woke up at 3 PM just to pee and returned on my bed and got up at 8 PM.
My brothers said that it was a newly found hobby for me.
It maybe because of the time difference thus the sleepiness.
I was not able to visit my relatives just yet.
I was a little upset too as signal was very poor too.
I cannot make outgoing calls using my roaming phones so my boyfriend and I had no choice but chat via Facebook.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be a sunny one.
Even so, we can feel him too in Batangas.
It was raining since the night before and the whole day today.
And the cold weather made me so sleepy.
I slept at around 11 AM and woke up at 3 PM just to pee and returned on my bed and got up at 8 PM.
My brothers said that it was a newly found hobby for me.
It maybe because of the time difference thus the sleepiness.
I was not able to visit my relatives just yet.
I was a little upset too as signal was very poor too.
I cannot make outgoing calls using my roaming phones so my boyfriend and I had no choice but chat via Facebook.
Hopefully, tomorrow will be a sunny one.
Horror Night
I had brought my laptop and External Hard Drive with me.
My brothers and I had decided to watch Drag Me To Hell.
We were lying on the floor and after 15 minutes I can feel that I cannot hold my sleepiness anymore.
Jake, my 3rd brother said he will go to his room and sleep since he has exams the next morning.
Then, I cannot remember what happened and suddenly it was already 6 AM!
While having breakfast, Julius, our youngest brother was having fun of us.
Unfortunately, he is the only one who finished the movie.
The rest of us had dozed off.
My brothers and I had decided to watch Drag Me To Hell.
We were lying on the floor and after 15 minutes I can feel that I cannot hold my sleepiness anymore.
Jake, my 3rd brother said he will go to his room and sleep since he has exams the next morning.
Then, I cannot remember what happened and suddenly it was already 6 AM!
While having breakfast, Julius, our youngest brother was having fun of us.
Unfortunately, he is the only one who finished the movie.
The rest of us had dozed off.
Touch Down
After almost 8 hours of sitting on the plane, it’s time for Touch Down.
We could have landed 30 minutes earlier but since the weather is not good, we kept on rounding before we finally landed.
We have to fill up some forms for the Customs and Immigration.
I had waited for my bags for almost 30 minutes.
I had given all my strength on lifting them but thanks to my fellow Kuyas who had helped me.
There are banks inside so I had changed my US Dollars to Philippine Pesos from there.
I dropped by Duty Free again to grab more chocolates.
My cousin and my family picked me up.
We dropped by McDonalds to grab something to eat but I was shocked as the prices are almost tripled of what it used to be before I leave.
I had seen bunch of teen-agers who seemed to be celebrating a birthday and Wallah!
Now I can say things are not the same anymore. These kids are wearing make ups and are moving in a classier or sophisticated way.
Sigh.
After 2 hours, I was home finally.
Our house is still the same: the sofa that is older than me is still there; our dining table and the plastic trees are still around.
Our neighbor and cousins dropped by to say “Hi” and it was good to see that some things remained unchanged.
I was telling my cousin, Madz, that it seems like nothing had changed except for the sky-rocketing prices.
She said life is a little harder here nowadays and I had figured it out myself.
During my first day, I did not expect that I will spend that much.
Good thing I still have US Dollars left and some money still in my ATM.
Wheeeewww!
We could have landed 30 minutes earlier but since the weather is not good, we kept on rounding before we finally landed.
We have to fill up some forms for the Customs and Immigration.
I had waited for my bags for almost 30 minutes.
I had given all my strength on lifting them but thanks to my fellow Kuyas who had helped me.
There are banks inside so I had changed my US Dollars to Philippine Pesos from there.
I dropped by Duty Free again to grab more chocolates.
My cousin and my family picked me up.
We dropped by McDonalds to grab something to eat but I was shocked as the prices are almost tripled of what it used to be before I leave.
I had seen bunch of teen-agers who seemed to be celebrating a birthday and Wallah!
Now I can say things are not the same anymore. These kids are wearing make ups and are moving in a classier or sophisticated way.
Sigh.
After 2 hours, I was home finally.
Our house is still the same: the sofa that is older than me is still there; our dining table and the plastic trees are still around.
Our neighbor and cousins dropped by to say “Hi” and it was good to see that some things remained unchanged.
I was telling my cousin, Madz, that it seems like nothing had changed except for the sky-rocketing prices.
She said life is a little harder here nowadays and I had figured it out myself.
During my first day, I did not expect that I will spend that much.
Good thing I still have US Dollars left and some money still in my ATM.
Wheeeewww!
This is it!
After more than two years, I had gone home finally for my much awaited vacation.
I’ve been thinking to go earlier before but due to financial constraints, I decided to move it to a later date.
They say that it’s not a good time to go during this month as it will be raining but it’s fine.
My body is aching for the much awaited rest and “petiks” mode.
My boyfriend would like me to travel together with our friends but they will be leaving still on November.
I will travel alone so be it.
I was scared and hesitant in a way but still, it’s a challenge for me.
All my things are packed a day before and to be honest, I require a bigger bag but my concern is, I will not be able to carry them all. I did not bring many clothes and shoes as I want to buy some from Manila.
So the big day arrived.
My boyfriend and friends dropped me in the airport. He is a bit worried as it will be my first time to travel alone.
He and his best friend had carried my bags and helped me check in.
We just had coffee and then I headed inside and waited for the boarding time.
It was a peaceful flight even if we were behind by almost 30 minutes.
I took a connecting flight as I did not buy any chocolates, wine, coffee and cigarette as I was worried that I will exceed the required baggage limit.
So just in time, I had 30 minutes to spare. I arrived in Dubai at 2:30 am and need to board the plane by 3:30 am.
I headed to Duty Free and got all the stuffs I needed then I looked for the terminal.
It was a bit confusing but the good thing is there are arrows and guides to help the travelers in finding their designated gates.
It was also impressive how accommodating the Duty Free staffs are: they would ask you from which flight you came from and where you are going; the staff even mistaken me as an Airline Crew (hahaha) and they would even guide you on how to find your gate no.
I did not have a hard time in finding mine. I lined up and found many Filipinos waiting for boarding too. What I did not like was this group who kept on chatting almost the whole flight. There was this group of males who kept on asking for Heineken and cannot seem to contain the laughter amongst them. My tummy was hurting too as the breakfast served was a croissant and a glass of OJ. I had asked the Stewardess to hand me a cup of coffee instead.
I was supposed to sit on the windows side but due to the request of an old lady, I sat on the aisle.
I had slept on the first 4 hours of the flight and watched Glee, The Prince of Persia and The Green Zone until I landed in Manila.
I’ve been thinking to go earlier before but due to financial constraints, I decided to move it to a later date.
They say that it’s not a good time to go during this month as it will be raining but it’s fine.
My body is aching for the much awaited rest and “petiks” mode.
My boyfriend would like me to travel together with our friends but they will be leaving still on November.
I will travel alone so be it.
I was scared and hesitant in a way but still, it’s a challenge for me.
All my things are packed a day before and to be honest, I require a bigger bag but my concern is, I will not be able to carry them all. I did not bring many clothes and shoes as I want to buy some from Manila.
So the big day arrived.
My boyfriend and friends dropped me in the airport. He is a bit worried as it will be my first time to travel alone.
He and his best friend had carried my bags and helped me check in.
We just had coffee and then I headed inside and waited for the boarding time.
It was a peaceful flight even if we were behind by almost 30 minutes.
I took a connecting flight as I did not buy any chocolates, wine, coffee and cigarette as I was worried that I will exceed the required baggage limit.
So just in time, I had 30 minutes to spare. I arrived in Dubai at 2:30 am and need to board the plane by 3:30 am.
I headed to Duty Free and got all the stuffs I needed then I looked for the terminal.
It was a bit confusing but the good thing is there are arrows and guides to help the travelers in finding their designated gates.
It was also impressive how accommodating the Duty Free staffs are: they would ask you from which flight you came from and where you are going; the staff even mistaken me as an Airline Crew (hahaha) and they would even guide you on how to find your gate no.
I did not have a hard time in finding mine. I lined up and found many Filipinos waiting for boarding too. What I did not like was this group who kept on chatting almost the whole flight. There was this group of males who kept on asking for Heineken and cannot seem to contain the laughter amongst them. My tummy was hurting too as the breakfast served was a croissant and a glass of OJ. I had asked the Stewardess to hand me a cup of coffee instead.
I was supposed to sit on the windows side but due to the request of an old lady, I sat on the aisle.
I had slept on the first 4 hours of the flight and watched Glee, The Prince of Persia and The Green Zone until I landed in Manila.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Kabayan Ka Ba?...“Countless Ways of Being a True-Blooded Pinoy”
Read on and discover the Filipino spirit in YOU.
A Filipino…
1. Knows Jose Rizal and had visited Luneta
2. Is aware that the National Anthem is ‘Lupang Hinirang” and not “Bayang Magiliw”
3. Can recite the “Bahay Kubo” from the end to the start
4. Loves watching PBA and had watched a live game in Araneta Coliseum
5. Watches Manny Pacquiao’s matches
6. Eats Balot, Chicharon dipped in Vinegar, Fish and Squid Balls, Kwek Kwek, Isaw, Betamax, IUD, Calamares and other Street Foods
7. Loves to eat Ice Scramble, Cotton Candy, Dirty Ice Cream and Taho from Manong
8. Enjoys opening the Balikbayan Box from Nanay, Tatay or any relative from Abroad
9. Welcomes visitors at home and give them the homey feeling
10. Loves to socialize: party, eat and drink a little
11. Sings his heart out during Videoke Nights
12. Eats Pan de Sal with Dairy Cream or Anchor Butter with Hot Chocolate or Brewed Coffee for breakfast
13. Chows down Manggang Hilaw with Alamang/Bagoong during summer and Champorado and Tuyo during the rainy season
14. Loves watching drama-series and noon-time shows
15. If living abroad, would address a fellow Filipino as “Kabayan!”
16. Had ridden the jeepney, MRT or LRT
17. Had visited at least one of great places that we have like Palawan, Boracay, CamSur, Cebu, Bohol, Tagaytay, etc.
18. Loves to haggle in the market
19. Values education very well
20. Loves to text or send SMSs.
21. Is Shopaholic (in a way)
22. Still kisses the hand of the elders as a sign of respect.
23. Saves enough for the future.
24. Is Family Oriented
25. And lastly, Proud to be one.
The list goes on…Feel free to add more
P.S.
My second Definitely Filipino Article.
A Filipino…
1. Knows Jose Rizal and had visited Luneta
2. Is aware that the National Anthem is ‘Lupang Hinirang” and not “Bayang Magiliw”
3. Can recite the “Bahay Kubo” from the end to the start
4. Loves watching PBA and had watched a live game in Araneta Coliseum
5. Watches Manny Pacquiao’s matches
6. Eats Balot, Chicharon dipped in Vinegar, Fish and Squid Balls, Kwek Kwek, Isaw, Betamax, IUD, Calamares and other Street Foods
7. Loves to eat Ice Scramble, Cotton Candy, Dirty Ice Cream and Taho from Manong
8. Enjoys opening the Balikbayan Box from Nanay, Tatay or any relative from Abroad
9. Welcomes visitors at home and give them the homey feeling
10. Loves to socialize: party, eat and drink a little
11. Sings his heart out during Videoke Nights
12. Eats Pan de Sal with Dairy Cream or Anchor Butter with Hot Chocolate or Brewed Coffee for breakfast
13. Chows down Manggang Hilaw with Alamang/Bagoong during summer and Champorado and Tuyo during the rainy season
14. Loves watching drama-series and noon-time shows
15. If living abroad, would address a fellow Filipino as “Kabayan!”
16. Had ridden the jeepney, MRT or LRT
17. Had visited at least one of great places that we have like Palawan, Boracay, CamSur, Cebu, Bohol, Tagaytay, etc.
18. Loves to haggle in the market
19. Values education very well
20. Loves to text or send SMSs.
21. Is Shopaholic (in a way)
22. Still kisses the hand of the elders as a sign of respect.
23. Saves enough for the future.
24. Is Family Oriented
25. And lastly, Proud to be one.
The list goes on…Feel free to add more
P.S.
My second Definitely Filipino Article.
“A Glimpse of Hope”
July 26, 2010
11:30 AM
Doha, Qatar Time
I came from my Arabic Language Class and was about to go back to sleep.
I am working in a Call Centre and am on shifting schedule – our schedule changes on a monthly basis. It’s also a blessing that my body can wake up and sleep on the right time and can also steal some hours of sleep during the days off. Alhamdulillah! (Thanks be to Allah/God – as what my Arabic friends would say).
After settling down, I hugged my pillow, reached for the TV’s remote and tuned in to the Filipino Channel, as I need to hear something so that I can sleep (Thanks to our company who had provided it for free), hoping that I could get a little nap before working again.
How could I forget? The State of the Nation Address is today.
I was waiting for this one but I was not sure of the time.
Good thing it had just started.
I was expecting that I will doze off as the past SONAs that I had watched are a bit long and to be honest, seems like repetitive for me, but I was wrong.
The mere fact that Pres. Noynoy had given his speech in pure Filipino had amazed me.
For me, I believe it’s the best way of giving homage to Filipino language from the country’s highest leader.
Delivering it in Filipino as well helped a lot in conveying the message to all Filipinos from all walks of life: from the elite, to the poorest of the poor; from those who have much to those who barely have any, to those who can read and write and to those who cannot.
It is not easy to be honest especially if people are watching your every move; listening and criticizing every word that you say but I salute how Pres. Noynoy had laid down the true state of the nation.
It’s like a business which had been handed-over: how could the new Manager cope up with all the losses if you have very little or nothing to start up with? Not unless, he has millions to lend the company from his own pocket but it losses the sense of being a Manager: one should have the ability to use the resources on hand and look for opportunities that would generate finances to keep the business running.
Hearing about the figures, budget and how some government employees live in abundance and extravagant manner; how the supplies of the staple food were rotten while hundreds of Filipinos have nothing to eat; how some government projects were put into action without “proper” studies first made me think: Ah, this is where the taxes had gone, then there was a rewind of my life…
I had been working in the Middle East for more than 2 years now.
I consider myself lucky enough.
I passed the UPCAT (University of the Philippines College Admission Test) and was accepted under an AB degree. I need not pay much for the tuition fees since it is one of the state universities.
Upon graduation, I was able to get a job in a Telecommunications Company and had stayed there for more than 3 years before I left to work as they say, in a “greener pasture”.
Even if I am still single and I can say that I am earning for myself and family, I realized that it’s not enough still. With four siblings who are all going to school, it is indeed not enough.
Overtime and Holiday Pays are a big help but when I look at my pay slip, the deduction part is still of a hefty amount: Tax, Pag-ibig, SSS, etc. so when the opportunity said “Hi” I grabbed it and did not let go.
Who would not want to get their full salary without taxes to be deducted?
Who would not want to stay in a nice flat without thinking about the rent, the electricity, water and phone bills?
Who would not want to work if you have somebody to pick you up and drop you off to and from work?
Leaving your home country is hard. Not only because, you will be leaving your family and friends behind but also because of what lies ahead of you.
There are too many what ifs: What if your new Boss is strict? What if you don’t go well with your colleagues? What if you cannot adjust in the new environment? Or worst: What if the pasture that you had pictured to be greener doesn’t even have a shade of green at all?
But again, it boils down to why you have to leave: because what we have is not enough and the world out there is in abundance.
If I am employed and still single and worries about not having enough, what about those who have many mouths to feed, many kids to send to school, those who does not have a regular job and could barely live and get through the day?
I got a chance to work for a Local Government Unit in the Social Welfare and Development Department for a month when I was in school.
As they say, it’s one of the busiest departments: people are coming in for help: for jobs, for medical assistance, for funeral assistance, for scholarships, for financial aid, for emergencies and the like.
It is indeed heart-breaking to see those people who would walk out of the office teary-eyed and with sunken shoulders as the others were prioritized, were deemed needy than them.
If the people have needs and they could not get it as they don’t have the means, they would turn to the government. But what happens if the government cannot provide these as well?
The people need to be empowered so that they could provide for themselves. It is not enough to give them what they need – it will only be cycles of give and take, but instead, give them the means to enable them to get these.
I can say life now is harder compared to the life before.
I remember the time when my Mom would tell me how far her 10 Pesos would go and it’s so sad that with this amount of money you cannot even buy a decent snack to get a tummy through hunger.
The State of the Nation Address of His Excellency exposed the true state of the nation in the strictest sense. It challenges each and every Filipino, not only those who are in position to be vigilant; supportive and be responsible for their future. His speech was indeed honest, brave, and full of hope, very promising. It encourages Filipinos from the youth, private sector and government to work together as one nation towards a better future. He knows that he needs to exert extra effort and go the extra mile to have things done.
Filipinos all over the world watched, listened and applauded His Excellency’s words.
After watching the SONA, I would like to go back home, stay and work there hopefully sooner than later.
I hope that the time will come when Filipinos are only leaving the country not because they have to but they want to.
I hope that each and every Filipino will have their jobs and be able to support the needs of their respective families.
I hope that each and every Filipino will have the chance of going to and finishing school.
I hope that each and every Filipino will no longer have to worry when they get sick.
I hope that the Philippines will no longer be like a “War Zone” but one of the homes of booming industries.
I hope that there would no longer be that much opposition on our leader’s side as they are working for one government only.
It may really be good in theory but very hard but not impossible to achieve in reality.
Hopefully that day will come.
Hopefully…
P.S.
This is the first article I had written for Definitely Filipino Blog Site.
11:30 AM
Doha, Qatar Time
I came from my Arabic Language Class and was about to go back to sleep.
I am working in a Call Centre and am on shifting schedule – our schedule changes on a monthly basis. It’s also a blessing that my body can wake up and sleep on the right time and can also steal some hours of sleep during the days off. Alhamdulillah! (Thanks be to Allah/God – as what my Arabic friends would say).
After settling down, I hugged my pillow, reached for the TV’s remote and tuned in to the Filipino Channel, as I need to hear something so that I can sleep (Thanks to our company who had provided it for free), hoping that I could get a little nap before working again.
How could I forget? The State of the Nation Address is today.
I was waiting for this one but I was not sure of the time.
Good thing it had just started.
I was expecting that I will doze off as the past SONAs that I had watched are a bit long and to be honest, seems like repetitive for me, but I was wrong.
The mere fact that Pres. Noynoy had given his speech in pure Filipino had amazed me.
For me, I believe it’s the best way of giving homage to Filipino language from the country’s highest leader.
Delivering it in Filipino as well helped a lot in conveying the message to all Filipinos from all walks of life: from the elite, to the poorest of the poor; from those who have much to those who barely have any, to those who can read and write and to those who cannot.
It is not easy to be honest especially if people are watching your every move; listening and criticizing every word that you say but I salute how Pres. Noynoy had laid down the true state of the nation.
It’s like a business which had been handed-over: how could the new Manager cope up with all the losses if you have very little or nothing to start up with? Not unless, he has millions to lend the company from his own pocket but it losses the sense of being a Manager: one should have the ability to use the resources on hand and look for opportunities that would generate finances to keep the business running.
Hearing about the figures, budget and how some government employees live in abundance and extravagant manner; how the supplies of the staple food were rotten while hundreds of Filipinos have nothing to eat; how some government projects were put into action without “proper” studies first made me think: Ah, this is where the taxes had gone, then there was a rewind of my life…
I had been working in the Middle East for more than 2 years now.
I consider myself lucky enough.
I passed the UPCAT (University of the Philippines College Admission Test) and was accepted under an AB degree. I need not pay much for the tuition fees since it is one of the state universities.
Upon graduation, I was able to get a job in a Telecommunications Company and had stayed there for more than 3 years before I left to work as they say, in a “greener pasture”.
Even if I am still single and I can say that I am earning for myself and family, I realized that it’s not enough still. With four siblings who are all going to school, it is indeed not enough.
Overtime and Holiday Pays are a big help but when I look at my pay slip, the deduction part is still of a hefty amount: Tax, Pag-ibig, SSS, etc. so when the opportunity said “Hi” I grabbed it and did not let go.
Who would not want to get their full salary without taxes to be deducted?
Who would not want to stay in a nice flat without thinking about the rent, the electricity, water and phone bills?
Who would not want to work if you have somebody to pick you up and drop you off to and from work?
Leaving your home country is hard. Not only because, you will be leaving your family and friends behind but also because of what lies ahead of you.
There are too many what ifs: What if your new Boss is strict? What if you don’t go well with your colleagues? What if you cannot adjust in the new environment? Or worst: What if the pasture that you had pictured to be greener doesn’t even have a shade of green at all?
But again, it boils down to why you have to leave: because what we have is not enough and the world out there is in abundance.
If I am employed and still single and worries about not having enough, what about those who have many mouths to feed, many kids to send to school, those who does not have a regular job and could barely live and get through the day?
I got a chance to work for a Local Government Unit in the Social Welfare and Development Department for a month when I was in school.
As they say, it’s one of the busiest departments: people are coming in for help: for jobs, for medical assistance, for funeral assistance, for scholarships, for financial aid, for emergencies and the like.
It is indeed heart-breaking to see those people who would walk out of the office teary-eyed and with sunken shoulders as the others were prioritized, were deemed needy than them.
If the people have needs and they could not get it as they don’t have the means, they would turn to the government. But what happens if the government cannot provide these as well?
The people need to be empowered so that they could provide for themselves. It is not enough to give them what they need – it will only be cycles of give and take, but instead, give them the means to enable them to get these.
I can say life now is harder compared to the life before.
I remember the time when my Mom would tell me how far her 10 Pesos would go and it’s so sad that with this amount of money you cannot even buy a decent snack to get a tummy through hunger.
The State of the Nation Address of His Excellency exposed the true state of the nation in the strictest sense. It challenges each and every Filipino, not only those who are in position to be vigilant; supportive and be responsible for their future. His speech was indeed honest, brave, and full of hope, very promising. It encourages Filipinos from the youth, private sector and government to work together as one nation towards a better future. He knows that he needs to exert extra effort and go the extra mile to have things done.
Filipinos all over the world watched, listened and applauded His Excellency’s words.
After watching the SONA, I would like to go back home, stay and work there hopefully sooner than later.
I hope that the time will come when Filipinos are only leaving the country not because they have to but they want to.
I hope that each and every Filipino will have their jobs and be able to support the needs of their respective families.
I hope that each and every Filipino will have the chance of going to and finishing school.
I hope that each and every Filipino will no longer have to worry when they get sick.
I hope that the Philippines will no longer be like a “War Zone” but one of the homes of booming industries.
I hope that there would no longer be that much opposition on our leader’s side as they are working for one government only.
It may really be good in theory but very hard but not impossible to achieve in reality.
Hopefully that day will come.
Hopefully…
P.S.
This is the first article I had written for Definitely Filipino Blog Site.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Updates
It’s been awhile since I updated my blog.
I am very happy as I was chosen to write for the “Definitely Filipino” site, an online blog for Filipinos all over the world, and am very Thankful to God that He had finally given me something new to work on.
My boyfriend and I fought because I let the cat out after he had dropped my laptop and cluttered my spotless and always sweet-scented room.
After couple of days, I found Schuester (my cat) waiting for me at the lobby of our accommodation. I was not sure if it was him but when I called his name he “meowed” and came to me so I brought him back.
Our company will be moving to a new building come Thursday or Friday. A fresh start before the Holy month of Ramadan comes in.
There are people who will be leaving the company and new ones who will be coming in.
I am still on this “All By Myself” drama.
I am excited to take my vacation too. I will be home on October and will be there for a month.
I promised myself that I will be traveling next year, Inshallah.
I would like to travel and visit as much places as I can.
Hmmm… That’s all so far.
Now, I just want to rest and sleep and hope that tomorrow I will feel better.
I am very happy as I was chosen to write for the “Definitely Filipino” site, an online blog for Filipinos all over the world, and am very Thankful to God that He had finally given me something new to work on.
My boyfriend and I fought because I let the cat out after he had dropped my laptop and cluttered my spotless and always sweet-scented room.
After couple of days, I found Schuester (my cat) waiting for me at the lobby of our accommodation. I was not sure if it was him but when I called his name he “meowed” and came to me so I brought him back.
Our company will be moving to a new building come Thursday or Friday. A fresh start before the Holy month of Ramadan comes in.
There are people who will be leaving the company and new ones who will be coming in.
I am still on this “All By Myself” drama.
I am excited to take my vacation too. I will be home on October and will be there for a month.
I promised myself that I will be traveling next year, Inshallah.
I would like to travel and visit as much places as I can.
Hmmm… That’s all so far.
Now, I just want to rest and sleep and hope that tomorrow I will feel better.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Of Noodles, Papers and Rooftop Daydreaming
May 11, 2010
2:21 AM, Doha Time...
I am still up and no sign of sleepiness just yet.
It's the first time that I do have good Wi-Fi reception in my room since I moved (from the 5th to the 6th Floor of our building).
Mabrouk! (Congratulations in Arabic).
I was reading some blogs, Thanks again to the good Wi-Fi signal, and finally, I had gotten back my mood in writing.
I am a frustrated writer; I must admit.
When I was in High School, I would get the old newspapers, cut out articles and file them in a folder.
I specifically followed Young Blood wherein the articles featured are by twenty-something for the twenty-something (from which I had derived my blog’s title).
Most of the contributors are college students, yuppies (slang for “Young Urban Professionals”), single moms, single dads, men and women alike.
I had drafted several stories and write ups of which I did not have courage to submit that time.
When I was in college, I still have this spirit in me but I did not get a chance to hone it in a creative or an artistic way.
Communication Arts was my first choice as a Degree in College, and Chemistry was the second one (no, I am not that good in Math but it runs in the family, some of my cousins had taken this major therefore I should give it a shot).
I got in with a Major in Social Sciences.
I would love to shift to Comm Arts, but was very unfortunate as I did not get a chance to.
Every semester after my Freshman Year, I would try to shift to the said course.
The first attempt was a very good one: I tried my best to get good grades (I am not boasting but I was part of the Honor Roll that time) but I was declined as I did not know that there was a deadline for the papers to be submitted.
Ok. I will try again next semester. I said to myself.
Come next semester and Thanks to my “Terror” Professor who had flunked me despite the enormous efforts that I had put in (I am not bitter: my dreams of graduating in 3and half years with Honors crumbled).
No more second attempt.
Come to think of it, it was not bad after all.
God has a plan and I am very thankful.
Even if I did not get into the Writing Major, I was happy too.
College Years was one of the best years of my life.
I used envy my classmates who would bring their laptops in school while I have to make reservations in a computer shop near my flat or worst stay up until evening in the Library’s Computer Room.
I studied in a State University wherein the underprivileged but with potentials study.
I would normally walk to and fro the campus carrying a big umbrella and a folder plastic case as I live near the campus.
I don’t like reading that much that’s why I normally have the 2nd Library Card as the first one is already full.
I learned to be independent.
I learned how to cook. I had spent my first month eating canned goods and noodles. My mom would normally cook food that would last a week. In our flat, we have a schedule of “Cooks and Cleaners” posted on the ref’s door.
I learned how to wash my clothes. I remembered that I would bring all my dirty clothes home and let my mom wash them.
I learned how to commute, to take public transportation. My cousin would drop me to campus before and thanks God I learned to take the Jeepney, a mode of transportation in the Philippines.
I learned to depend only on myself. I was such a loner that time and don’t have much friends but I enjoyed my life still. I do have Blockmates (supposedly your classmates until the end of the semester) but unfortunately there are only around 5 that I get to see most of the time.
I learned how to set my priorities and manage my time. There was a semester where I have to submit 21 papers before the Final Exams. Many thanks to Nescafe 3-in-1 and I was able to cope up.
I learned that it doesn’t matter how many friends you have now, what matters is, how many of them will stay with you until the end, until you do have separate lives, those who will pop every once in a while to say “Hi!” and ask how you are doing.
We were eight girls living in a flat with 2 rooms owned by a retired Professor.
Most of them are my schoolmates from High School.
We would normally bring a mat and pillows on the rooftop, daydreaming while eating chips and wondering where we will be in 5 years.
And I can proudly say that we had been successful: all of us had graduated from college.
They are Chemists, Vets, Engineers and Bank Officers now.
I would see them sometimes; leave messages on the wall and Ping! them.
I am glad that I met them. I had spent almost 4 years of my life with people who had been of good influence personally and academically (wink wink).
College Life may have been simple but again, it’s also one of those that I treasure the most.
The best lesson I’ve learned in College: You can survive in a sea of newbies and the harsh world out there: You just have to make the right choices.
2:21 AM, Doha Time...
I am still up and no sign of sleepiness just yet.
It's the first time that I do have good Wi-Fi reception in my room since I moved (from the 5th to the 6th Floor of our building).
Mabrouk! (Congratulations in Arabic).
I was reading some blogs, Thanks again to the good Wi-Fi signal, and finally, I had gotten back my mood in writing.
I am a frustrated writer; I must admit.
When I was in High School, I would get the old newspapers, cut out articles and file them in a folder.
I specifically followed Young Blood wherein the articles featured are by twenty-something for the twenty-something (from which I had derived my blog’s title).
Most of the contributors are college students, yuppies (slang for “Young Urban Professionals”), single moms, single dads, men and women alike.
I had drafted several stories and write ups of which I did not have courage to submit that time.
When I was in college, I still have this spirit in me but I did not get a chance to hone it in a creative or an artistic way.
Communication Arts was my first choice as a Degree in College, and Chemistry was the second one (no, I am not that good in Math but it runs in the family, some of my cousins had taken this major therefore I should give it a shot).
I got in with a Major in Social Sciences.
I would love to shift to Comm Arts, but was very unfortunate as I did not get a chance to.
Every semester after my Freshman Year, I would try to shift to the said course.
The first attempt was a very good one: I tried my best to get good grades (I am not boasting but I was part of the Honor Roll that time) but I was declined as I did not know that there was a deadline for the papers to be submitted.
Ok. I will try again next semester. I said to myself.
Come next semester and Thanks to my “Terror” Professor who had flunked me despite the enormous efforts that I had put in (I am not bitter: my dreams of graduating in 3and half years with Honors crumbled).
No more second attempt.
Come to think of it, it was not bad after all.
God has a plan and I am very thankful.
Even if I did not get into the Writing Major, I was happy too.
College Years was one of the best years of my life.
I used envy my classmates who would bring their laptops in school while I have to make reservations in a computer shop near my flat or worst stay up until evening in the Library’s Computer Room.
I studied in a State University wherein the underprivileged but with potentials study.
I would normally walk to and fro the campus carrying a big umbrella and a folder plastic case as I live near the campus.
I don’t like reading that much that’s why I normally have the 2nd Library Card as the first one is already full.
I learned to be independent.
I learned how to cook. I had spent my first month eating canned goods and noodles. My mom would normally cook food that would last a week. In our flat, we have a schedule of “Cooks and Cleaners” posted on the ref’s door.
I learned how to wash my clothes. I remembered that I would bring all my dirty clothes home and let my mom wash them.
I learned how to commute, to take public transportation. My cousin would drop me to campus before and thanks God I learned to take the Jeepney, a mode of transportation in the Philippines.
I learned to depend only on myself. I was such a loner that time and don’t have much friends but I enjoyed my life still. I do have Blockmates (supposedly your classmates until the end of the semester) but unfortunately there are only around 5 that I get to see most of the time.
I learned how to set my priorities and manage my time. There was a semester where I have to submit 21 papers before the Final Exams. Many thanks to Nescafe 3-in-1 and I was able to cope up.
I learned that it doesn’t matter how many friends you have now, what matters is, how many of them will stay with you until the end, until you do have separate lives, those who will pop every once in a while to say “Hi!” and ask how you are doing.
We were eight girls living in a flat with 2 rooms owned by a retired Professor.
Most of them are my schoolmates from High School.
We would normally bring a mat and pillows on the rooftop, daydreaming while eating chips and wondering where we will be in 5 years.
And I can proudly say that we had been successful: all of us had graduated from college.
They are Chemists, Vets, Engineers and Bank Officers now.
I would see them sometimes; leave messages on the wall and Ping! them.
I am glad that I met them. I had spent almost 4 years of my life with people who had been of good influence personally and academically (wink wink).
College Life may have been simple but again, it’s also one of those that I treasure the most.
The best lesson I’ve learned in College: You can survive in a sea of newbies and the harsh world out there: You just have to make the right choices.
Sterling??! Nope…It is STARLINK!
I am working in Telecoms and Media Distribution Company in Qatar as a Customer Care Supervisor.
I had been with the Call Centre Industry for almost seven years.
Globe Telecom, a telco in the Philippines, was my first employer where I had served more than three years before I moved to Qatar.
Dealing with customers is always challenging.
You’ll never know what kind of customer you’ll get on the other line.
I had met almost all types of customers, those who are from different “walks of life”, different levels of education and cultures as well.
Before, I dreamed of working in the normal 8am to 5pm job but now I can’t even see myself doing admin and papers works and the like.
I love the action.
I love the excited feeling and the blood rush that you get in the Call Centre.
Wink…Wink…
My company now may not be big like the one that I was with before, but as I always say, it is the “company” of friends that keeps you hanging on.
The joy of working with your friends is incomparable.
There maybe “Hell Days” wherein there are too much calls and difficult customers but we still manage to smile and find something funny to laugh at/about.
We would always do every time there’s a customer who had dialed the wrong number.
They are always calling us for Hamburger deliveries, French Fries and the like.
Why?
There is a chain of restaurants under the company name Sterling.
Whew!
Earlier, I was speaking to a very irate customer.
I had introduced myself as the Supervisor and he said he does not want to deal with me as he wants the Manager.
He wants to have an appointment to say all his dissatisfaction.
I was asking him politely (even if he was shouting on top of his voice) on what seems to be the problem and how can I help him.
He does not want to discuss any. He just said that he has a complaint in our branch in Al Markhiya.
I told him that we don’t have a branch in Al Markhiya.
When I had asked him if it’s regarding the Pay-TV subscription or Blackberry, he suddenly calmed down as if cold water was spilled on his face.
Finally, I got my chance to speak, “Am sorry Sir, you had called Starlink and not Sterling Restaurant”.
All his 5 minutes of blabbing and shouting was wasted as unfortunately, he got and dialled the wrong number.
I had been with the Call Centre Industry for almost seven years.
Globe Telecom, a telco in the Philippines, was my first employer where I had served more than three years before I moved to Qatar.
Dealing with customers is always challenging.
You’ll never know what kind of customer you’ll get on the other line.
I had met almost all types of customers, those who are from different “walks of life”, different levels of education and cultures as well.
Before, I dreamed of working in the normal 8am to 5pm job but now I can’t even see myself doing admin and papers works and the like.
I love the action.
I love the excited feeling and the blood rush that you get in the Call Centre.
Wink…Wink…
My company now may not be big like the one that I was with before, but as I always say, it is the “company” of friends that keeps you hanging on.
The joy of working with your friends is incomparable.
There maybe “Hell Days” wherein there are too much calls and difficult customers but we still manage to smile and find something funny to laugh at/about.
We would always do every time there’s a customer who had dialed the wrong number.
They are always calling us for Hamburger deliveries, French Fries and the like.
Why?
There is a chain of restaurants under the company name Sterling.
Whew!
Earlier, I was speaking to a very irate customer.
I had introduced myself as the Supervisor and he said he does not want to deal with me as he wants the Manager.
He wants to have an appointment to say all his dissatisfaction.
I was asking him politely (even if he was shouting on top of his voice) on what seems to be the problem and how can I help him.
He does not want to discuss any. He just said that he has a complaint in our branch in Al Markhiya.
I told him that we don’t have a branch in Al Markhiya.
When I had asked him if it’s regarding the Pay-TV subscription or Blackberry, he suddenly calmed down as if cold water was spilled on his face.
Finally, I got my chance to speak, “Am sorry Sir, you had called Starlink and not Sterling Restaurant”.
All his 5 minutes of blabbing and shouting was wasted as unfortunately, he got and dialled the wrong number.
Blackberry Says…
I was feeling a little down because of the flu; was also sad as Mohammed is struggling with lots of pressure at work.
While browsing the photos in my iPhone, I stumbled on this picture that I had taken last week.
Hmmm… Very well said…
While browsing the photos in my iPhone, I stumbled on this picture that I had taken last week.
Hmmm… Very well said…
Teddy Bear Museum
Aneong Haseyo? (“How are you?” in Korean)
I had seen an old friend who visited Korea recently.
Way back, I used to watch Korean Series dubbed in Filipino and was very interested to go there.
A housemate used to teach English to Korean kids.
In my old company, me and my friends would eat in the Korean Restaurant.
The food: the spicy noodles.
With all the scenery and foods, who would not like to visit the place?
Princess Hours, a Korean Series featuring an ordinary girl who was made to marry the Crown Prince, was one of my favorites.
They had featured the Teddy Bear Museum.
The museum had shown different Teddy Bears from all over the world.
It is located in Jeju Island, Korea and the funny thing about it is that they do have replicas of famous artworks like “The Last Supper” and “Monalisa”.
Can you imagine the Teddy Bears now?
I would love to visit the place soon!
Inshallah! (In God’s Will)
I had seen an old friend who visited Korea recently.
Way back, I used to watch Korean Series dubbed in Filipino and was very interested to go there.
A housemate used to teach English to Korean kids.
In my old company, me and my friends would eat in the Korean Restaurant.
The food: the spicy noodles.
With all the scenery and foods, who would not like to visit the place?
Princess Hours, a Korean Series featuring an ordinary girl who was made to marry the Crown Prince, was one of my favorites.
They had featured the Teddy Bear Museum.
The museum had shown different Teddy Bears from all over the world.
It is located in Jeju Island, Korea and the funny thing about it is that they do have replicas of famous artworks like “The Last Supper” and “Monalisa”.
Can you imagine the Teddy Bears now?
I would love to visit the place soon!
Inshallah! (In God’s Will)
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Irate-Free Week
It's my second day at work for this week.
My colleagues are joking about me; how jinxed my days are especially on irate customers.
During the shift that I supervise, there are always many concerns, irate customers and the like.
Yesterday, it's not yet half past my duty and my ever-dreaded, irate customer was back.
He is not calling our Hotline but he calls Dubai directly instead and it was from their side who keeps on calling.
Actually, believe it or not, I find attending to irate customers very challenging.
It's like a butter to my bread; sugar to my coffee and soul to my life...Wink...Wink...
Irate-Free Week:
That's my goal :)
Sigh...
He will not ruin my week...
I pray to the Lord to let them all sleep :)
My colleagues are joking about me; how jinxed my days are especially on irate customers.
During the shift that I supervise, there are always many concerns, irate customers and the like.
Yesterday, it's not yet half past my duty and my ever-dreaded, irate customer was back.
He is not calling our Hotline but he calls Dubai directly instead and it was from their side who keeps on calling.
Actually, believe it or not, I find attending to irate customers very challenging.
It's like a butter to my bread; sugar to my coffee and soul to my life...Wink...Wink...
Irate-Free Week:
That's my goal :)
Sigh...
He will not ruin my week...
I pray to the Lord to let them all sleep :)
Friday, March 5, 2010
Two Years and Counting
Finally!
I had served my second year in the company.
I had learned so much and still trying to get the most out of it.
People had said "Goodbyes" and some people stepped in to say "Hi!".
It was such a heartbreaking news when we learned that the CEO will leave his position and somebody will takeover about a week ago.
He left this morning and had spent his last day still at the office yesterday.
He is a strict boss I shall say, but anyone in his position would do that, I think.
He will be missed though but he said he'll be around still as a member of the Board of Directors.
A new CEO will step in his place and hopefully he's also nice.
I did not even noticed that 2 years had past.
We had dinner last night with some friends and I was so happy to be with them or have met them in my stay here in Qatar to celebrate.
I had answered so much calls, handled irate customers and was also scolded by the bosses.
I need to do more and expect less, as the old cliche says.
Am hoping to meet more people, learn and experience more in the coming days. :)
Monday, February 22, 2010
Thoughts and the Like
After days of waiting, finally our ADSL subscription was already transferred.
We had moved from 5th to the 6th floor.
Still, I am lucky enough as it was moved earlier compared to a friend's; she had waited for almost a month and she has no choice but to look to the supervisor to have things sorted out.
I am alone now, my flatmates are at work...just finished off the "Inday" duties: doing the laundry, washing the dishes after eating dinner, ironing the clothes and fixing my room.
I found time to update my blog...yipee!
Mumu was back from vacation and I had decided to take mine earlier than scheduled: I will take it on June instead of November.
I would love if he can go with me but he cannot as he will take his on August or September I think.
Last Vday, he, again to my surprise, met an accident.
I shall say that he's really accident-prone.
After almost burning himself as he had used this laptop spray cleaner near the scented candle, now the car driven by his friend hit another one and thanks God, they are safe.
I had gone home and had fallen asleep after pigging out at Chowking.
I did not noticed that he had been calling me and found 16 missed calls from him.
He was somewhat furious and asked what I am saying about his parents.
I had shown my blog and then everything else follows.
It may have been a sad Valentine's Day but still I am not losing hope.
I am always thankful that he can be honest to me.
As the lyrics of the song, Broken Strings says:
"The Truth hurts and Lies Worse..."
I have faith in him and hopefully he will not fail me.
If he will, I cannot do anything but move on with Life.
I always cry during Valentine's Day and I am praying for a change for next year's.
I try most of the time to be happy and lift my spirits as I cannot rely on somebody else but myself.
What would tomorrow bring me?
I hope it's another day of fun and life...
We had moved from 5th to the 6th floor.
Still, I am lucky enough as it was moved earlier compared to a friend's; she had waited for almost a month and she has no choice but to look to the supervisor to have things sorted out.
I am alone now, my flatmates are at work...just finished off the "Inday" duties: doing the laundry, washing the dishes after eating dinner, ironing the clothes and fixing my room.
I found time to update my blog...yipee!
Mumu was back from vacation and I had decided to take mine earlier than scheduled: I will take it on June instead of November.
I would love if he can go with me but he cannot as he will take his on August or September I think.
Last Vday, he, again to my surprise, met an accident.
I shall say that he's really accident-prone.
After almost burning himself as he had used this laptop spray cleaner near the scented candle, now the car driven by his friend hit another one and thanks God, they are safe.
I had gone home and had fallen asleep after pigging out at Chowking.
I did not noticed that he had been calling me and found 16 missed calls from him.
He was somewhat furious and asked what I am saying about his parents.
I had shown my blog and then everything else follows.
It may have been a sad Valentine's Day but still I am not losing hope.
I am always thankful that he can be honest to me.
As the lyrics of the song, Broken Strings says:
"The Truth hurts and Lies Worse..."
I have faith in him and hopefully he will not fail me.
If he will, I cannot do anything but move on with Life.
I always cry during Valentine's Day and I am praying for a change for next year's.
I try most of the time to be happy and lift my spirits as I cannot rely on somebody else but myself.
What would tomorrow bring me?
I hope it's another day of fun and life...
Monday, January 4, 2010
V-Day Plans and Wedding Blues
After barely making the day yesterday, here I am crunched on the couch in the flat.
You know the girl’s thing that comes every month.
It was just recently when I had started feeling too much pain, Dysmenorrhea.
I used to have it but the pain now is excruciating.
I already planned to go to the hospital last night to get shots of the pain-killer, thanks God, it subsided after taking 2 tabs of Mefenamic Acid.
Then come 3 AM, I still can’t sleep, the pain had resumed and there I was up until 30 past 7 in the morning.
I got up at 3 in the afternoon, feeling soreness in every muscle.
Damn.
I hate being a girl.
Sigh.
During those moments, when I was suffering from pain, I was chatting with Mumu and Ate Barney, talking about stuffs.
Ate Barney, a friend and colleague, and I were talking over Blackberry Messenger about how her day had gone: she went out with friends, bought a dress for V-day and we were joking about our Horoscopes for the day. It said something about making the first move. We were joking about proposal lines since I will have to make the first move and we were laughing to death.
I told her, I will propose to him on Valentine’s Day and say:
Me: Mumu, will you marry me…
Mumu: Whhhaaatttt???!!?
Mumu: I am giving you options; will you marry me or marry me?
Hahaha!!!
After minutes of almost farting because of too much laughter, I was talking to Mumu about it.
A little serious conversation.
I was asking him when he plans to marry and the like.
He told me after 2 years and asked me when I would like.
I told him point blank: NOW.
He then added: I might make it 3.
I said, “2 Years is long enough and my eggs might be rotten by that time”.
He then replied that I am crazy.
I answered back with a very proud “YES I am” hahaha.
He then said “You know what? You can leave me now and go; I don’t like to be blamed for the rotten eggs”.
I said, “I don’t like; I have choices. I can leave you and go home after a month’s time, but I had chosen to stay and wait what will happen next”.
Sigh.
Maybe I am just pressured as almost everybody around me is getting married or had settled down already.
Married Girls No. 1a, 1b and 1c
Dianne, a best friend since High School, now happily married with a classmate as well, now has 2 kids.
Jheng, a good friend, now enjoys the company of her Sweety and Baby Julia.
Ate Khaty, whose married life I adored so much, has a pretty perfect and normal life: a lovely son who knows how to pose in front of the camera and a husband who seems like her boyfriend/bestfriend forever.
Getting Married No. 2
Ate Reyn, a cousin, another NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth), will be wed on 01/10/10 with her boyfriend of 2 years.
To Be Married Soon No. 3
Ceejh, a bestfriend as well, will get married in 2 years time with the love of her life, Mike.
Pressure…Pressure…
I know I will get married, if not now some other time anyways, so I have to wait patiently and pray that everything will be fine between me and Mumu.
Instead, I will just plan on how I can save enough and do something special on V-Day.
I am thinking of getting a new dress, place reservations for a romantic dinner and buy him the bracelet that I had found at Villaggio Mall.
Sigh.
Hopefully, everything will be fine…
For now, I will just stay in love and watch Wedding AVPs. Hehehe.
Ceejh and I used to watch Jason Magbanua’s Videos then would talk about our Big Day.
I am leaving you with one of my favorite videos by Jason, sorry I just have the link but take a quick look.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxcyBK5oMQQ
Stay in love.
XoXo Jo
You know the girl’s thing that comes every month.
It was just recently when I had started feeling too much pain, Dysmenorrhea.
I used to have it but the pain now is excruciating.
I already planned to go to the hospital last night to get shots of the pain-killer, thanks God, it subsided after taking 2 tabs of Mefenamic Acid.
Then come 3 AM, I still can’t sleep, the pain had resumed and there I was up until 30 past 7 in the morning.
I got up at 3 in the afternoon, feeling soreness in every muscle.
Damn.
I hate being a girl.
Sigh.
During those moments, when I was suffering from pain, I was chatting with Mumu and Ate Barney, talking about stuffs.
Ate Barney, a friend and colleague, and I were talking over Blackberry Messenger about how her day had gone: she went out with friends, bought a dress for V-day and we were joking about our Horoscopes for the day. It said something about making the first move. We were joking about proposal lines since I will have to make the first move and we were laughing to death.
I told her, I will propose to him on Valentine’s Day and say:
Me: Mumu, will you marry me…
Mumu: Whhhaaatttt???!!?
Mumu: I am giving you options; will you marry me or marry me?
Hahaha!!!
After minutes of almost farting because of too much laughter, I was talking to Mumu about it.
A little serious conversation.
I was asking him when he plans to marry and the like.
He told me after 2 years and asked me when I would like.
I told him point blank: NOW.
He then added: I might make it 3.
I said, “2 Years is long enough and my eggs might be rotten by that time”.
He then replied that I am crazy.
I answered back with a very proud “YES I am” hahaha.
He then said “You know what? You can leave me now and go; I don’t like to be blamed for the rotten eggs”.
I said, “I don’t like; I have choices. I can leave you and go home after a month’s time, but I had chosen to stay and wait what will happen next”.
Sigh.
Maybe I am just pressured as almost everybody around me is getting married or had settled down already.
Married Girls No. 1a, 1b and 1c
Dianne, a best friend since High School, now happily married with a classmate as well, now has 2 kids.
Jheng, a good friend, now enjoys the company of her Sweety and Baby Julia.
Ate Khaty, whose married life I adored so much, has a pretty perfect and normal life: a lovely son who knows how to pose in front of the camera and a husband who seems like her boyfriend/bestfriend forever.
Getting Married No. 2
Ate Reyn, a cousin, another NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth), will be wed on 01/10/10 with her boyfriend of 2 years.
To Be Married Soon No. 3
Ceejh, a bestfriend as well, will get married in 2 years time with the love of her life, Mike.
Pressure…Pressure…
I know I will get married, if not now some other time anyways, so I have to wait patiently and pray that everything will be fine between me and Mumu.
Instead, I will just plan on how I can save enough and do something special on V-Day.
I am thinking of getting a new dress, place reservations for a romantic dinner and buy him the bracelet that I had found at Villaggio Mall.
Sigh.
Hopefully, everything will be fine…
For now, I will just stay in love and watch Wedding AVPs. Hehehe.
Ceejh and I used to watch Jason Magbanua’s Videos then would talk about our Big Day.
I am leaving you with one of my favorite videos by Jason, sorry I just have the link but take a quick look.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxcyBK5oMQQ
Stay in love.
XoXo Jo
Friday, January 1, 2010
Year-Enders and New Year Starters
After almost a week of working over the Year-End Reports, I can finally stretch my arms up and lie down peacefully at my bed, and contemplate on the things that had happened to me in 2009. The previous year had been a good one: many blessings, enough trials, too much birthday parties to attend and bonding moments, love-hate relationship with the boyfriend, “I hope I can be there” moments with my family over the phone, “I Miss You, Guys” drama over YM with old friends, etc.
I had celebrated my second birthday here in Qatar…
I had been with Mumu for more than a year and still counting…
I had been blessed with understanding parents and brothers…
I had found good friends here…
I was promoted at work...
I moved to another building then another flat…
I had spoken to Mumu’s mom…
I had pregnancy scares (thinking that I got pregnant several times haha)…
I had crazy thoughts of dying young of acute gastro because of eating crabs with coconut milk…
Sigh…
Just ate dinner with Mumu and some friends, with Mr. A, his wife Mrs. J – a good friend and their cute baby, Julia, friends from the office, Mr. Blackberry Guy and his wife who came to visit him here.
After dinner, we decided to go in Mumu’s flat: the guys had played PS3 and the girls had watched “The Haunting at Connecticut”.
That’s how we had celebrated and welcomed 2010.
It’s been another year… I hope this year will also be a good if not, a better one…
The new flat had made me feel better…
No more conflicts with flatmates who are also part of the team I am supervising.
No more flying roaches (eeewwww!)
A quieter and homey place…
A good start for a new Joana…
No New Year’s Resolution for me this year but I will still thrive for nothing but the best things in life!
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