Today is the official beginning of the "Ber" Season. There are so much to look forward to - retreat, Intramurals, semestral break, the Marist camp and Christmas.
But to me, today means a lot more than all those...
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I Just Have to Let this Out
Okay. So he had been more than an acquaintance for two months now. I don't know if I can truly say that we had been friends. Under my standards, sure, he had been a friend. But then, friendship is mutual. I could not just claim one to be a friend and he/she does not even acknowledge a friendship.
I promised not to blog for a while but there is no one to talk to; and I'd like to let this out.
I consider my self a good friend; but looking back on how I have treated him, yeah, I had not been the good friend that I claim to be. So I've hurt his feelings through negative and rude remarks. And through actions as well.
And now it's pay back time for him. I am getting a no-reaction/no-comment/I-don't-know-you look and treatment. At first I was affected. I asked him what the problem was. I made efforts to make patawa of the situation. I didn't know it was serious. But he was not moved!!! Then maybe, this is serious. Or maybe not. Maybe he just doesn't want to be associated with me in any way. Whatever. He is not my only consideration in life. I've done my part. I reached out. I'm not even making an issue of feeling insulted/offended. I never get offended and I seldom feel insulted.
I'm not a person with much pride. But I can also live without him. I'm so making an effort not to judge.... Good for him. And for me.
So this might be the end of an acquaintance or a friendship. What a nice pre-birthday gift.
Oh well, I still wish him well.
Haha. I'm writing this while he is less than a meter away. We're not acknowledging each other's existence. Fine. I'm good in this. Hehe. Been here, done this a lot. I don't know what he's thinking right now. Whatever.
I'm not really being positive by writing this. But I'll try to be better.
I promised not to blog for a while but there is no one to talk to; and I'd like to let this out.
I consider my self a good friend; but looking back on how I have treated him, yeah, I had not been the good friend that I claim to be. So I've hurt his feelings through negative and rude remarks. And through actions as well.
And now it's pay back time for him. I am getting a no-reaction/no-comment/I-don't-know-you look and treatment. At first I was affected. I asked him what the problem was. I made efforts to make patawa of the situation. I didn't know it was serious. But he was not moved!!! Then maybe, this is serious. Or maybe not. Maybe he just doesn't want to be associated with me in any way. Whatever. He is not my only consideration in life. I've done my part. I reached out. I'm not even making an issue of feeling insulted/offended. I never get offended and I seldom feel insulted.
I'm not a person with much pride. But I can also live without him. I'm so making an effort not to judge.... Good for him. And for me.
So this might be the end of an acquaintance or a friendship. What a nice pre-birthday gift.
Oh well, I still wish him well.
Haha. I'm writing this while he is less than a meter away. We're not acknowledging each other's existence. Fine. I'm good in this. Hehe. Been here, done this a lot. I don't know what he's thinking right now. Whatever.
I'm not really being positive by writing this. But I'll try to be better.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Breakfast and War
I had a heavy breakfast earlier. Idle that I am, I didn't want to wash dishes so I decided to eat (dine in) in the turo2x in front of our dorm.
I usually could not finish eating one cup of rice but the nice lady who owns the place served almost two servings equivalent to my one-cup order.
I asked for half serving of this sitaw-baboy dish but she filled the bowl. I also had adobong manok.
If I ate in another place, I would not have hesitated in leaving without finishing the meal. But there I was, in her simple place; and she was happily telling the story of her life, husbands (yes, with an "s") and children. Leaving with so much food still left on my plate would make me feel guilty because I know that money and resources mean a lot to her.
I'm naturally shy so I was contented being by myself, eating my meal as if it's just another task. But she's so makwento and there, she gave me a full account of her happy life while she was doing her tasks. She is happy despite the worldly problems, mostly financial.
I don't know how I can be happy if I were in her shoes. I don't think that I will ever be there, under the circumstances that I am in right now. But that is not the point.
If we are all like her - happy, feeling positive amidst all problems and working not only for self-preservation but also for service, there will be peace, harmony, contentment and all the good things here on earth. Stop the fighting and killings! Let's get on with our lives. Now, where exactly am I going????
Regardless of the issue - poverty or war, love and values must always prevail.
Let there be peace on earth :-)
I usually could not finish eating one cup of rice but the nice lady who owns the place served almost two servings equivalent to my one-cup order.
I asked for half serving of this sitaw-baboy dish but she filled the bowl. I also had adobong manok.
If I ate in another place, I would not have hesitated in leaving without finishing the meal. But there I was, in her simple place; and she was happily telling the story of her life, husbands (yes, with an "s") and children. Leaving with so much food still left on my plate would make me feel guilty because I know that money and resources mean a lot to her.
I'm naturally shy so I was contented being by myself, eating my meal as if it's just another task. But she's so makwento and there, she gave me a full account of her happy life while she was doing her tasks. She is happy despite the worldly problems, mostly financial.
I don't know how I can be happy if I were in her shoes. I don't think that I will ever be there, under the circumstances that I am in right now. But that is not the point.
If we are all like her - happy, feeling positive amidst all problems and working not only for self-preservation but also for service, there will be peace, harmony, contentment and all the good things here on earth. Stop the fighting and killings! Let's get on with our lives. Now, where exactly am I going????
Regardless of the issue - poverty or war, love and values must always prevail.
Let there be peace on earth :-)
Sunday, August 10, 2008
my very first blog
i wrote this last march 9, 2008. i never got to give the valedictory address. i gave the welcome address during grad. promise, i wasn't bitter about that. hehe. anyway, i posted this address of thanks in my friendster account long before grad.
I’m ecstatic, overwhelmed, so happy, thrilled and quite tense.... not entirely different from the feelings of millions of students who will be graduating this March. My friends would probably not believe that I finally got the courage to combat my technology allergy and get this blog thing done (i'm so poor in technology and not too interested and open-minded to learn). But here is my first ever blog, the result of my overwhelming emotions which i could not contain at the moment. This is not really a product of my creative writing skills (the next blogs will be, i give that assurance).
Well, you've heard this too often from would-be graduates: there are mixed emotions during grad, happy and sad, excited and nervous.... and I admit, I feel those. It’s like I want to sleep and whoosh, the next day is grad day already. But I also feel as though I want school life to just go on and on, like there is no graduation. I’m so inconsistent.
I’d like to take this opportunity to thank those who were part of my wonderful college journey which will end soon. This might sound like a valedictory address (hehe) because I might not have the chance to do the real thing on grad...
my thanks....
First, to God,and this is very sincere, for guiding me and always bringing me back to the right path despite some poor decisions I’ve made.
To mama and papa, for patiently waiting every night for their little girl to come home or fetching me from never-heard places when it's too late na, and for understanding everything I go through... for loving me without limits and conditions.
To my ate coco, my greatest fan (as i am hers, too), for the love, patience and more love. We dreamt together and we will get through.
To my baby bro daboy, who is far yet so near because he's here -(my heart).
To my best pals:
*kris, my loyal friend, the reason why I passed many subjects, who filled in for my academic lapses, thanks for all the financial statements you shouldered that's why I can never make one 'til now (my fault, you're too good kasi). I hope it's not too late to say sorry for all those burdens.
*menardo, for the tolerance on my constant inconsistent behavior, for coming to the rescue even on very short notice. I hope I can give back all the love you give.
*john and lyda, for listening, for being source of comfort and joy on very challenging and trying times.... for not questioning, just loving and giving.
*malit, who claims that I may lose all my friends but he will remain.
To my ssg co-officers, for the wonderful two years of camaraderie and public service, for all the learning experiences. To those who already left and to those who will leave with me, let our love of work and public service be put to use in the bigger world. And to those who are left behind, continue giving quality service to our school and community.
To xeryl, rom, karla, james and tracy, for giving me the chance to be a sister, for teaching me much and learning with me. God bless you in your endeavors.
To bimbo, my 2nd year nursing student-son, for giving me the opportunity to practice motherhood (hehe).
To alfred, my bro. i miss u.
To my asian marist youth council buddies, for the lifelong friendship formed. Let us continue giving ourselves and serving others through meaningful initatives.
To my dearest classmates.... for inspiring me to hold on, for constantly believing in me and for accepting me. We survived five years together and six months more is chicken (hehe). Let us all become cpas!
To my academic standards and saluted leaders, ate mhe-an, ate kamz, ate dorhai, kuya ralph, eric, ate evs, ferdi, john, pedz...........
To my most loved mentors:
*bro. willy, my friend and inspiration, for the wisdom and great values you impart on me.
*ma'am tes, my great defender, for the trust you give me, for the opportunities to grow and learn.
*sir jet, my debate coach, and once my crush (hehe), for believing in my capacity and for the teachings.
*sir estong, for being more than an adviser, for being a friend.
*sir gamz, ‘lamat sir. hehe
*sir sorsano, for everything (which is a lot). I am reaping the glories I may not be deserving of, all these I got because you fought for me and you never let me go. Thanks so much sir and in the best of my capacity, I will give back what I received. It may not be to you directly but to the cause which you are pursuing.
*nddu admin, for the challenges you posted on me and many others so that we will become better students and servants of our country.
I have not thanked and named them all but seek in your hearts and you'll find me...
To everyone who believed in me as a person, a leader and a learner........ my utmost thanks!!!!
And it feels so much better to have thanked you all. There is so much to look back to and be happy about; and however we want to stay just this happy, we got to move on, as I have to now... once again, thanks and hopefully, it will not be good bye.
I’m ecstatic, overwhelmed, so happy, thrilled and quite tense.... not entirely different from the feelings of millions of students who will be graduating this March. My friends would probably not believe that I finally got the courage to combat my technology allergy and get this blog thing done (i'm so poor in technology and not too interested and open-minded to learn). But here is my first ever blog, the result of my overwhelming emotions which i could not contain at the moment. This is not really a product of my creative writing skills (the next blogs will be, i give that assurance).
Well, you've heard this too often from would-be graduates: there are mixed emotions during grad, happy and sad, excited and nervous.... and I admit, I feel those. It’s like I want to sleep and whoosh, the next day is grad day already. But I also feel as though I want school life to just go on and on, like there is no graduation. I’m so inconsistent.
I’d like to take this opportunity to thank those who were part of my wonderful college journey which will end soon. This might sound like a valedictory address (hehe) because I might not have the chance to do the real thing on grad...
my thanks....
First, to God,and this is very sincere, for guiding me and always bringing me back to the right path despite some poor decisions I’ve made.
To mama and papa, for patiently waiting every night for their little girl to come home or fetching me from never-heard places when it's too late na, and for understanding everything I go through... for loving me without limits and conditions.
To my ate coco, my greatest fan (as i am hers, too), for the love, patience and more love. We dreamt together and we will get through.
To my baby bro daboy, who is far yet so near because he's here -(my heart).
To my best pals:
*kris, my loyal friend, the reason why I passed many subjects, who filled in for my academic lapses, thanks for all the financial statements you shouldered that's why I can never make one 'til now (my fault, you're too good kasi). I hope it's not too late to say sorry for all those burdens.
*menardo, for the tolerance on my constant inconsistent behavior, for coming to the rescue even on very short notice. I hope I can give back all the love you give.
*john and lyda, for listening, for being source of comfort and joy on very challenging and trying times.... for not questioning, just loving and giving.
*malit, who claims that I may lose all my friends but he will remain.
To my ssg co-officers, for the wonderful two years of camaraderie and public service, for all the learning experiences. To those who already left and to those who will leave with me, let our love of work and public service be put to use in the bigger world. And to those who are left behind, continue giving quality service to our school and community.
To xeryl, rom, karla, james and tracy, for giving me the chance to be a sister, for teaching me much and learning with me. God bless you in your endeavors.
To bimbo, my 2nd year nursing student-son, for giving me the opportunity to practice motherhood (hehe).
To alfred, my bro. i miss u.
To my asian marist youth council buddies, for the lifelong friendship formed. Let us continue giving ourselves and serving others through meaningful initatives.
To my dearest classmates.... for inspiring me to hold on, for constantly believing in me and for accepting me. We survived five years together and six months more is chicken (hehe). Let us all become cpas!
To my academic standards and saluted leaders, ate mhe-an, ate kamz, ate dorhai, kuya ralph, eric, ate evs, ferdi, john, pedz...........
To my most loved mentors:
*bro. willy, my friend and inspiration, for the wisdom and great values you impart on me.
*ma'am tes, my great defender, for the trust you give me, for the opportunities to grow and learn.
*sir jet, my debate coach, and once my crush (hehe), for believing in my capacity and for the teachings.
*sir estong, for being more than an adviser, for being a friend.
*sir gamz, ‘lamat sir. hehe
*sir sorsano, for everything (which is a lot). I am reaping the glories I may not be deserving of, all these I got because you fought for me and you never let me go. Thanks so much sir and in the best of my capacity, I will give back what I received. It may not be to you directly but to the cause which you are pursuing.
*nddu admin, for the challenges you posted on me and many others so that we will become better students and servants of our country.
I have not thanked and named them all but seek in your hearts and you'll find me...
To everyone who believed in me as a person, a leader and a learner........ my utmost thanks!!!!
And it feels so much better to have thanked you all. There is so much to look back to and be happy about; and however we want to stay just this happy, we got to move on, as I have to now... once again, thanks and hopefully, it will not be good bye.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Love and Business
I teach business subjects. I have mastered the topic input-output as a concept in business; that in everything you give, you will receive something in return.
Labor will give you income. Resources will be used to produce goods, which in turn will give business people profits as they sell them. The more you give to the economy, the more will be given back to you.
That is business. And I can relate almost everything to this input-output concept. Why, even in grades we apply this. The more a student studies, the more he/she learns, the greater the score, the higher the grade.
But can we say the same for love? That the more I give, the more I will receive? I believe not. Because love defies many rules, even the input-output concept.
Love is not a business opportunity. It must be given for free, without expectations. I forgot to tell my students this. I'll do it next meeting.
PS: Or maybe I won't. Hehe. I'm so o.a.
Labor will give you income. Resources will be used to produce goods, which in turn will give business people profits as they sell them. The more you give to the economy, the more will be given back to you.
That is business. And I can relate almost everything to this input-output concept. Why, even in grades we apply this. The more a student studies, the more he/she learns, the greater the score, the higher the grade.
But can we say the same for love? That the more I give, the more I will receive? I believe not. Because love defies many rules, even the input-output concept.
Love is not a business opportunity. It must be given for free, without expectations. I forgot to tell my students this. I'll do it next meeting.
PS: Or maybe I won't. Hehe. I'm so o.a.
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