I could have possibly lost a client worth close to a P100,000 today. I had that gut feeling… I should have just stayed away. Please, please, please… this cannot be happening!
Did I not say, that I hated being the middleman?
What do I do now?
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Monthly Archives: June 2007
on reading between the lines
I’ve Fallen into the blog hopping mode these past few days. I’ve encountered a few entries, where the author has posted a one liner, a quote, a question, a picture, or a random thought. For A regular Guy, he would probably be puzzled, misunderstood, curious, or even indifferent. For the one who knows the author more deeply, or can read between the lines, then the post can be an expression of truth, a hidden meaning, or a revelation that they secretly want to shout to the world but cannot because of various consequences.
Who Is it that created a blog account anyway, when privacy was still important. Wasn’t it ourselves, anyway, who chooses to hide behind a facade? We all know that blogging has Taken over the dear diary days where you can pour your heart and soul into a private black book. How funny it is that people will resort to secret codes, anonymity, pseudo language, when the truth of matter is, it is such a relief to post truths such as “it wasn’t meant to be”, “It’s Breaking My Heart”, “he doesn’t love me anymore”, “i’m pregnant”, “i regret what i did”, “i slept with my boyfriend’s best friend”, “it was me” as a form of release.
Maybe the answer should be having courage to speak up, to be heard, to risk being judged. Just so that you can get it out of your system. As they say, “Let Go, Let God”.
at the point of moving on
From life, love, work, friends…
Today, instead of fear, i felt excited. this year is a definite something.
Looking forward to that rainbow.
globelines suck!
My broadband sucks. 
I don’t have connection anymore. And it seems that I have to have it cut na. WAAAH!
Just when I’ve been enjoying the life of the 21st century…
On the brighter side, it seems it’s solved one of my letting go problems…
bakit ka apektado?
kse mahirap tumiis.
please give me strength.
random question to fellow bloggers
Haven’t caught friends online recently. So I thought I’d shout out the question, and see who can give me hand re: blogger.
- I’m trying to put in a picture in the profile, but I can’t seem to right-align the picture. How do you do it?
- I see bloggers who keep on changing their skin (?)… I’ve seen the templates, but it’s too plain for me. Is there a site with pre-defined templates (or whatever you call it?) that’s not as plain?
- How do you put the comment box? The one specifically for the blog site, not for the messages.
Thanks! 
What kind of man am I looking for?
stumbled upon this while blog-hopping to which i say “hear, hear!” …
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In a brief conversation, a man, speaking to a woman, was out to pursue the question, “What kind of man are you looking for?”
She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asked, “Do you really want to know?”
Reluctantly, he said, “Yes” as she began to expound…
“As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself.
I pay my own bills.
I take care of my household without the help of any man- or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, ‘What can you bring to the table?’”
The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money.
She quickly corrected his thought and stated, “I am not referring to money… I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life.”
He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.
She said,
“I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection Mentally. I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man.
I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection Spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked… Believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster.
I need a man who is striving for perfection Financially because I don’t need a financial burden.
I am looking for someone who is Sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but Strong enough to keep me grounded.
I am looking for someone who I can Respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive… He just has to be worthy.
God made woman to be a helpmate for man. At this point, I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself.”
When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face, and exclaimed, “You’re asking for a whole lot!”
To which she gracefully replied…
“Only if you think I’m not WORTH a lot.” 
I’m ready now
Monday has definitely been one of my not better days. To think that the week just started. Yesterday morning, Monday’s stress caught up with me. My stomach took the bunt and I forced myself to stay home (so, okay, I didn’t have to force hard. I could have still gone to work, but I didn’t want to). For most of the day I worked from home, using my ever reliable broadband (I’m being sarcastic, connection has been hell) and mobile landline. Since my stomach didn’t feel like eating, I was only ready to go out for food by dinnertime.
And then Oman happened.
Oman is a guy I haven’t seen or heard from in ages. And I mean ages. A vivid memory would be playing patintero or office-officean during baby-days in old Pilar, before we left for Dubai in ’85. After that, it was snippets here and there of when we saw each other. Oman was an old neighbor, childhood friend and playmate. Mostly my brother and sister at least, since he fell under their age group. A couple of years after our family moved to Dubai, his family moved to Australia. So the chances of us running into each other were quite slim.
Our families are still in touch, apparently, so when he and his family visited my parents in Canada, he told them that he will be visiting Pinas and staying in BF Resort (where I also stay). My mom, I’m assuming it’s my mom, gave him my number and yesterday, of all days, he messaged to say he was in town. After a few exchange, we ended up having dinner for good Filipino food and major catching up.
Oman had loads of stories to tell. About life in Aussie, his business ventures, his family, his latest round-the-world trip, his search for a future bride, his jampacked schedule for the next few days, his goals, his questions in life, his heart ache, etc. etc. etc. It was indeed an interesting 3 and a half hour to spend.
In the course of the conversation, I discovered and learned a few things.
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That there are still idealists out there;
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Being gutsy takes over smarts, in any place of the world;
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Security won’t necessarily come from a monthly pay check;
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Responsibility rules – without it, it’s like throwing away your hard earned cash;
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You don’t necessarily need titles, degrees, or experience to be paid $100 an hour;
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Nor do you necessarily need capital to start a business;
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Ingenuity is the name of the game;
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That starting at the bottom of the pyramid is not necessarily a bad thing;
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That losing money, should never be a reason to be disheartened – it’s just money, and it can be earned again;
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That being afraid can literally stop you from being the best you can be;
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That there are still guys out there who are looking for the “true pinay” (and what he meant by that is the “never been kissed, never been touched” pinay);
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Change is not a bad thing; in fact if you get over being afraid, change is most definitely a good thing;
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That I already knew about change being a good thing (in principle) but I have never really gone out of my shell because of fear.
After a series of misfortunate events, and I badly needed a good pick me up (or a slap in the face), I came to realize that my night with Oman came in perfect timing.
My fears got challenged,
my opinions started looking at different perspectives,
and his Just Do It attitude rubbed a little on me.
I’m ready now to take control of my life once again. And if I play my cards right, I think events should be onward and upward from here. But not without being challenged first. I anticipate that, I look forward to it. It’s even funny that the day Oman leaves Pinas is when one of my challenges will come. That wasn’t a coincidence either. That was the universe giving me a clear answer to my question.
(a picture of me, Oman and Ivan –> Ivan a guy also from Pilar)
Those 3 words
3 word answers:
USE 3 WORDS.
Not as easy
as you think…
1. Where is your cell phone?
just beside me
just beside me
2. Boyfriend/girlfriend?
where is mine?
3. Hair?
need washing again
4. Your mother?
enjoying her lolahood
5. Your father?
travelling the world
6. Your favorite item?
laptop from dad
7. Your dream last night?
ang sad ko
8. Your favorite drink?
hot ginger tea
9. Your dream girl/boy?
come find me
10. The room you are in?
where i sleep
11. Your greatest dream?
live a legacy
12. Your fear?
growing old alone
13. What do you want to be in 10 years?
with own business
14. Who did you hang out with last night?
computer at work
15. What you’re not?
feeling any better
16. Are you in love?
i hope not
17. One of your wish list items?
lots of money
18. what time is it?
four twenty four
19. Daily routine:
eat, sleep, games
20. What are you wearing?
in my undies
21. What are you looking forward to?
best friend’s wedding
22. Your favorite book?
any shopaholic series
23. The last thing you ate?
mcdonalds last night
24. Your life?
complicated right now
25. Your mood?
sad and bored
26. Your friends?
mostly outside pinas
27. What are you thinking about right now?
i am hungry
28. Your car:
i love henry
29. What are you doing at this moment?
answering this survey
30. Your summer?
loads of work
31. Your relationship status?
fling no more
32. What is on your TV screen?
no tv here
33. When is the last time you laughed?
chatting with cj
34. Last time you cried?
chatting with dang
35. School?
wanna go back
36. Wish for the day?
give me strength
you learn something new everyday
Did you know that the paper that we call legal size (here in pinas) is not the same as the legal size in microsoft office / printing. If you want to use the legal size paper, you have to change the format to Folio. That would be the 8.5′” x 13″ size.
I feel that I just discovered the secret of formatting in Word. Hehehe.
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