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Leadership Principles I've Learnt (Part I)

2008-06-10T17:47:00.000+08:00

Today I'm home, second day of my vacation leave with without pay. Tomorrow is my anniversary with the company where I'm working for. It's been 365 days (if my computation is correct) that I'm working for this job and I'm enjoying it because I'm growing and I'm able to impart my knowledge and skills 'cause here's where I'm good at. Why would I work for something I'm not good at? Tiger Woods was not very skillful at first when it comes to playing golf, but it's something he likes to do, something he's passionate about, something that fulfills him, completes him. Although he was not good at it "at first", knowing that he loves this game, he worked on it... He knows that playing golf is not his weakness. He knows that if he'll practice and discipline himself, he knows that he'll be good at it. So, he persevered... until he won four major golf tournaments at 24 this year 2000 and the rest is history!

This was what John Maxwell emphasized during the seminar. Do something that you're good at and you'll excel. Do something you're not good at and you'll just be an average.

So, if you're passionate about something, if it's something that you enjoy doing, then do it. Don't just sit there and do nothing. Do something.

Are you working for something you're not fond of doing? Then resign! Don't spend waste your time nibbling a donut that tastes like "monay". Nibble means to take small quick bites. Imagine nibbling a food you hate! Are you really enjoying what you're eating? Are you eating just to fill your stomach? Or are you eating because you know that it tastes good and that it'll make you even healthier? Are you working just to occupy your time? Or are you working for something that completes you, satisfies you and makes you even better? Think about it.

When I graduated in college, my first job was Customer Service Representative. It was a monotonous work and to be honest, I was cursing each night that was passing by. Night not day because it was a night shift. I was somehow good at this job because I'm somehow good at connecting to customers. Building rapport over the phone was not really tough for me because I love talking to people, but to be honest, there's something else that I love doing. Each night, upon going to work, I felt like I was going to hell! I fear when my alarm clock rings 'cause I knew that it's "Welcome Doom's Day" for me! I knew that it was another night to speak with difficult, difficult, difficult, angry customers. Literally ninety-nine percent of the calls were from irate customers. It was draining but I held on for 10 months in that job then I decided to resign.

Later that year, my best friend invited me to join her to Singapore for....another customer service job. She said the pay was high and there's a two-year contract. I thought about it and immediately I decided not to join her. I've already placed myself on a job that I like and even if I'm not earning as much as what I would earn in Singapore, I won't give up on this job just because of money. Money plus job you hate is equal to disaster! I won't be doing the same mistake I made before. So, confidently, I drafted my roadmap and plans.

Don't you know that those things that we love doing determines our purpose in life? It took two to three years "after" college for me to know what I love doing. It wasn't an instant grasp of the alphabet. It took yeeeeears and I'm glad I know now what I want and I'm indescribably happy where I am and where I am going.

I'm still not a guru in this field. I still have a "lot" to learn, a "lot" to absorb. The Englishman in the book "The Alchemist" said "It's only those who are persistent and willing to study things deeply who achieve the Master Work. I agree with what he said. If you want to be good at something, study about it, talk to successful people who are good at it. Connect and keep yourself motivated. If you get bored, do something else but stick to your action plan.

To be honest, there are times that I get bored studying in preparation for my certification. It gets boring when it's toooo much. When this happens, I try to read something else, do something else, then later on go back to where I paused. There, honestly, are also times when I was not in the mood to review because I don't feel good. However, everyone is going through the same hardship, it's just that we have different stories. So if everyone is undergoing this sort of problem or success barrier then it means that I'm not alone. And if I'm not alone, if I realize that there are people in the past who were able to make it, so why can't I?

"People are known not by how they act when they're in control, but by how they react when things are beyond their control. A positive, reassuring manner will produce better results" (Maxwell). It's not problem that destroys us. It's our attitude towards problems that does!

I hope I shared this insight well that some of your are able to relate. I just wanna share what I read and what I learned. So if you hate your job, resign! (hehe) Kidding aside, do what you're really good at and surely you'll excel!

He has just added me!

2008-05-21T18:01:00.000+08:00

He has just approved my friend invite on Friendster! My heart skipped. My hands grew cold. He added me at exactly 9:49 PM. What keeps him awake at this very hour? Could he have any clue who I am? Is he interested about knowing me? Does he have any idea who I am? Hope not. I think I haven't disclosed a lot of information in this dummy Friendster.

Now you know that someone's thinking of you... has that smile crossed your face as well, Rowell?

Hihi :)

Personal Blog Completely Gone

2008-05-21T16:56:00.000+08:00

My personal blog is completely gone. Not only is it being redirected to my new site, but its database was also replaced by the new one. In short, all my posts are gone. That's about it.

I just have to recreate my personal site and start from scratch. That's the way it is. I think email address is the culprit. There should be no similar email address for Wordpress blog, otherwise, the newly created site will overwrite the contents that are stored in the old one. That's just how the script translates the message to Wordpress. Too bad! There should've been a warning message!

POST DATED 20 MAY @ 10PM
** I'm reposting because I erased this

Tonight was supposed to be a night of short review for my cert. A 30-minute-review would suffice it! A 30-minute review is enough to croon myself to slumber tonight. Thirty minutes of review... and I'm losing it over the loss of my personal blog.

It was alive yesterday, breathing, full of life! Photos that inevitably smear smiles on my face is replaced by my new work-in-progress (or under-developed) site. How could that be? What happened? It was just there yesterday but now... it's gone!

You see, I got many, many, many, many, many blogs! And when I say "many" five times, it's not just more than two, but exceedingly more than 3, 4, 5, 6, so on, so forth. Blogs that I maintain apart from Multiply is toot and toot. And the rest? Don't ask, 'cause somewhere out there they're scattered. Just like the stars that shine across the dark, dark sky! (hehe..)

Yesterday, I managed to build a new site. I actually slept past midnight just to modify its CSS. Next thing I know, which is tonight, my very own personal blog "evaNonsense" is being redirected to the new site I built :(

I need evaNonsense because it's not just a personal blog, but it's a very, very, very, soooper, personal blog. It's the most treasured blog I have at present. It's where I vent anything I'm not confident about sharing with anyone - well, just like this post! I just don't have evaNonsense so I got nowhere to post this stuff and if evaNonsense is here, then I wouldn't write this silly, utterly nonsensical echoes of my soul. (huhuhu).

I sent an email to my webhost to clarify this matter. In less than 10 minutes, would you believe it, I heard a reply from them despite the fact that I got their service for free! Galing galing! They explained that it's not them who are redirecting my site, but the scripts on my page.

Yeah, the culprit is the script, probably because I used the same email for my admin account in the new blog against my old one. So tonight, I'm downloading the files from my server to locate the redirection.

This is going to be quite tedious. How long will this download take? Had I exported the XML file of my posts yesterday, then I wouldn't have been spending my time downloading the whole site tonight only to meticulously locate the mysterious code.

It's gonna be a tedious process.

Lesson here is... "Back up! Back up! Back up," 'cause you don't know when crashes hit a sleepy head!"

Burying Butterflies Alive

2008-05-04T03:56:00.000+08:00

When I was four years old, I used to bury butterflies alive. Do you see those tiny butterflies spreading their wings in your garden whose colors range from yellow to white? They were my prey when I was only four. My accomplice was my sister who was a year and three months younger than me.

Our conquest would begin after we took a bath, right before lunch time. It was a boring morning so we had to think of something that would satisfy our fancies -- and that was running after those insects in our backyard. If butterflies were freely spreading their wings in the air, I was on the other hand, liberately clasping my hands my hands in the air to bring them to the grave.

When a poor, tiny butterfly got trapped in my palm, I would ask NINGANING to dig the ground using her small hands. If we thought that the hole was enough for the tiny insect to rest, I would hastily put the butterfly into the ground, then NINGANING would help me put the soil over the innocent insect.

After an hour, after we had taken our lunch, we would return to the grave and check if the butterfly was still there. To our surprise, it was nowhere in sight. Disappointed, we would launch another conquest -- to bury another innocent butterfly alive!

When God Made You (lyrics)

2008-05-02T01:43:00.000+08:00

My officemate Coy made me listen to this song 2 months ago. Then, I found myself playing this song today. Check the lyrics! What could God be thinking when He made you? He could've been thinking about me :)

Its always been a mystery to me,
How two hearts can come together,
And love can last forever.
But now that I have found you I believe,
That a miracle has come when God sends the perfect one.
So gone are all my questions about why,
And i've never been so sure of anything in my life

~chorus~

Oh I wonder what God was thinking,when he created you.
I wonder if He knew everything I would need,
Because he made all my dreams come true.
When God made you, He must have been thinking about me.

(Girls)

Ooo ooo,I promise that wherever you may go, wherever life may lead you,
With all my heart I'll be there too.
And from this moment on I want you to know,
I'll let nothing come between us, and I will love the ones you love.
(guy):So gone are all my questions about why (girl echoes):about why

Duet:Oh I wonder what God was thinking when he created you,
I wonder if He knew everythin I would need,
Because He made all my dreams come true.
When God made you He must've been thinking about me.

Bridge

He made the sun He made the moon,
To harmonize a perfect tune,
One can't do without the other they just have to be together.
And that is how I know its true,
Your for me and i'm for you and my world
Just cant be right without you in my life

Chorus

(guy) He must have heard every prayer I've been praying (girl echo)
I've been praying (both)He must've knew everything I would need

When God made you, He must've been thinking about me.

Wedding Invitation

2007-12-23T07:42:00.000+08:00

Good morning Sunday!

It’s sharply 7 o’clock in the morning and I haven’t washed my oily face, yet. I checked Ver’s Flickr account and I’m all the more inspired to pursue photography as my other hobby.

Back in 3rd year college, I had taken photography class and was physically burdened by its weight. It was an antique Single Lens Reflex (SLR) camera which Tito Joe, my uncle in mother’s side, had owned since the birth of his first born with Tita Myrna.

Wait as I upload the photos in Flickr, but first, I need to invest for a dSLR camera.

Wedding invitation without my name on it

I thought I was the Emcee. I received this wedding invitation from a friend and there was no space provided for the Emcee. My boyfriend’s mom even confirmed that I’ll host the wedding in January after she attended the meeting yesterday.

The bride had spoken with me in Friendster a few months ago to inform me about her wedding and my task on her special day. After few months, here’s the invitation… without my name on it!

How would you feel if you’re invited to a wedding as a host without your name on it? Would you attend the wedding? I won’t.

Not as Expected

2007-10-14T22:07:00.000+08:00

I miss posting a "little something" here in my Multiply Blog. My write-ups have scattered across my blog and there's no contiguity in it. Anything I've written a few months ago has transformed itself into reality. There are also a few things that automatically mended itself into something I never expected to happen.

I need something to vent to. Much likely not a human being who typically gets exhausted when listening to repetitive whines and questions. There's something missing in my life. I got the job that I wanted. It's one job that has paved way to increasing my knowledge in web technology. This is what I always wanted. However, something, seems to block the flow of goodness in my path. I choose not to discuss this further inasmuch as I'd like to vent. There are just some things that I have to keep within myself.

There are many plans that will change by January 2008. I'll be leaving my job in three months time. I have to do this to find greater time to manage the family business that will begin by November. It's gonna be two weeks from now.

Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference. Originally written by the theologian Reinhold Niebhur in 1930's or early 1940s, this is the exact phrase that can express how I feel. Am I to allow myself to be taken by the flow, or should I go against it and bear the consequences of my own decision.

It takes a lot of boldness to go against it. I don't think I have enough boldness. Moreover, part of me tells me that I can still get something out of pursuing this business. This is what I also wanted, right? So, what's the fuzz? I'm just a bit confused, maybe...

The Remedy

2007-01-20T07:01:00.000+08:00

I saw fireworks from the freeway
And behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away
'Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring
Now something on the surface it stings
I said something on the surface
Well it kind of makes me nervous
Who says that you deserve this
And what kind of god would serve this?
We will cure this dirty old disease
If you've got the poison I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience.
This is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that it's serious.
This is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend
The rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends
When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.

I heard two men talking on the radio
In a cross fire kind of reality show
Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack
They were counting down the ways to stab
The brother in the be right back after this
The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh
Death breath is sure to outlast this catastrophy
Dance with me, because if you've got the poison,
I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience.
This is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that it's serious.
This is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend
The rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends
When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.

When I fall in love I take my time
There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind
You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why

Because

The remedy is the experience.
This is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that it's serious.
This is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend
The rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends
When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't and I won't and I won't

No Greater Challenge

2006-12-30T09:41:00.000+08:00

There is no greater challenge than installing PHP, MySQL, and Apache on my PC! So far, I'm doing good. I gotta sleep by this time, but I just wanna get this done - the Apache part - for now.

...after 30 mins.

I must admit, installing PHP, MySQL and Apache is a tedious job! But I am not complaing. I love the job! I love the work! I'm almost done... Just a few lines to go. I hope that when I'm done, they'll be up and running.

Time to sleep now.

10:30 a.m.

Wake up time: 4 pm

Goodbye cutiechert

2006-12-29T09:00:00.000+08:00

I used to have a blog address of http://cutiechert.blogspot.com I was able to revert back and forth to that URL several times. This time, after Blogger has updated from Beta to something new, I just could not revert to my very own URL. What's wrong? What has happened? Nobody else is using that URL, therefore I should not receive the error message "Sorry, this blog address is not available". One should only receive that error message if somebody else has used the said URL.

It really makes me feel bad. It makes me feel sad. I checked on the Help Forum of Blogger. Some users have experienced the same problem but have not received any response. So, is this really goodbye cutiechert URL? I've been using that since 2004. It's not very easy letting go of it when I got myself used to it.

Who moved my cheese? :-(

Now, I'm thinking of what blog address to use. How about ccarri? Is that easy to remember? I still don't know. All I know is that I just feel bad.

End of story.

Into IT

2006-12-11T03:13:00.000+08:00

SSI
Server Side Include - a file spliced into a Web document on the Web server. May be performed by the Web server itself, or commonly by a server side script such as Perl, ASP, ColdFusion or PHP.

PHP
PHP is a widely-used general-purpose scripting language that is especially well-suited for Web development and can be embedded into HTML.

MySQL
MySQL (pronounced "My-Ess-Kew-El") is a free, open source database, commonly employed with most of the popular server-side scripting languages including PHP, JSP, and ASP.
MySQL is released under the GNU General Public License (GPL), and is thus free for most uses on all of the platforms it supports. This includes most Unix-based platforms, like Linux and even Mac OS X, as well as Windows.

CMS
A CMS, or Content Management System, is an application designed to store, format, reproduce and manage Web/intranet data. The CMS usually uses a database to store the content and a server-side scripting language to recall and present the data.

Client-side code
Client-Side code is sent to web browser and executed by the browser's rendering engine. JavaScript is by far the most widely supported client side scripting language, although VB script is supported on the Windows Platform.

Server-side code
Server-side code is executed on the web server with the finished result usually sent to the end user. Server-side code is commonly written in PHP, ASP, JSP, Cold Fusion, or Perl.

Cookie
Cookies are small files sent to a Web user's computer by a Website. The cookies allow the site's tracking programs to identify that computer. In this way, site owners can collect information about a user's movement among the site's pages, if and when the user returns to the site, and other similar data. Cookies can also allow site owners to serve particular users specific information, based on their previous interaction with the site. Amazon's "Your Favorites" is an example of this functionality.

PHP scripting language
MySQL relational database management system.

content-driven sites
database-driven site design
server-side scripting languages like PHP
relational database management system

Singapore on My Mind

2006-12-10T07:28:00.000+08:00

My friend, Blanca, has invited me to migrate in Singapore for a call center job. What? Call center na naman!? I could hear my soul crying... What made my current job different from other call center job is that this job is email and voice blended. Moreover, not only can my voice rest while writing email but also my mind is challenged when technical issues come into place. The job I got now is not a no-brainer!

For a call center job being offered to me, I can expect 1,500 Singaporean Dollars in return; but what is money if you don't like your job? I sure want to go to Singapore, but not for a call center career. I sure want to migrate to Singapore, only if the job available is IT related...

Vocabulary

2006-12-10T07:04:00.000+08:00

faux pas
social blunder: an embarrassing blunder that breaks a social convention of some kind (literary)

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Goodbye Sat-Sun Off

2006-12-08T01:49:00.000+08:00

Goodbye Sat-Sun off. These are the words echoing in my mind after the management has decided to change our sched in the Tech Support team. Full staffing should reside on Saturday and Sunday due to higher volume of contacts. Sigh. I'm not happy about it although there are some advantages that can be found. Our supervisor asked me to seat with him for schedule changes. He even teased "Wag ka maingay sa iba, hah? Ikaw may chance ka mag-select ng sched. Iba wala." Tsk, tsk, tsk... I argued, "Meron nga, hindi naman ideal sa kin", at nagreklamo pa! I had options to choose a schedule, but had no choice to choose the ideal schedule. The better schedule I have chosen is Mon-Tue off.

Saying goodbye to Sat-Sun off means a few things:

1) I cannot go to Church on Sunday anymore
2) Cannot hang out with Singles on Saturday evening
3) IT classes in Informatics happen on Saturday and Sunday, so that means, I will have to file VL just to take those classes
4) It may be better to take PHP&MySQL class in Meralco since they have weekdays classes

When I had those chances for 10 months, why didn't I grab 'em?

1) I hardly go to Church every Sunday: every other week, sometimes once a month only
2) Had only hang out with the Singles once :-(
3) Haven't enrolled a short course :-(

Is this the result of mañana habit and wrong priorities? If I was disorganized before, this time, I'm even more disorganized. It's getting worse everyday. My bedroom won't even be this neat if not because of my mom. If she's gone, I swear my room would be a 'complete' disaster! (reading these lines again seems like a deja'vu'.)

Now that I have a new sched, there is one thing running on my head. I'll just keep it a mystery and better not utter what runs in my head until it happens.

24 Years Old: Not Getting Any Younger

2006-12-03T20:31:00.000+08:00

Today, I officially announce to myself that I'm now open to dating. It's been 10 months of recovery. I should say I have completely recovered. When someone advised me to go out and date after a heart-wrenching and tear-jerking break up, I did not heed the advice. I knew at that time that it won't do any good. It might only make things worse. So I tried to pick the pieces all by myself. I even uttered a joke to my friends that I'll get a boyfriend by January 2007! Tagal. But hey, it's December 2006 now! One month before the said timeframe.

I'm not gonna go out on a date because of that joke. It's not based on that. I just realized, I'm not getting any younger and how will I meet Mr. Right if I'll just stay in my cubicle. I don't go out. I don't even reply when someone text me. I'm too busy with myself and Mr. Right ain't nowhere to be found.

Ten months of staying single helped me know myself better. I discovered the skills I never knew existed. I learned the things I always wanted to learn before. The turning point was the time I had chicken pox. One week after suffering the disease, I decided to stay in front of our computer and study. I was able to design blog all by myself without the help of anyone. There is a nature in me to keep things hanging. The challenge was to finish things that I have started. I learned how to keep my focus and to ignore senseless thoughts! All with the help of our Lord.

About my ex. He's a good person. A real good person. It's just that there are certain things not meant for each other and all you have to do is accept and not complain. That's what I did after trying to battle the relationship.

Now that I have fully recovered, I think it's time to get kilig again and know the guys around who may like me for who I am. I want someone with whom I can share my thoughts, my dreams, my childish ways, my senseless humor. Someone who will respect me. Someone who will not take advantage of my kindness. Someone who is a Christian. Someone who believes that Jesus Christ is our Lord and who is willing to accompany me in going to Church. Someone who is stronger than me. Someone who also believes that sex should only be done in the boundary of marriage. I may seem idealistic, but 10 months of relationship-free-life, I learned how to be realistic. God will always give the best to those who trust and believe in Him. God will give me to the guy who deserves me and will give me someone whom I deserve. I am not perfect but when He saved me by His grace, do I deserve it? I don't. That's what I meant by "deserve".

And the man said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man. - Genesis 2:23

Christmas Gift

2006-12-03T17:18:00.001+08:00

It's 22 days before Christmas! What's new? I'm thinking about giving gift to myself since Christmas bonus is approaching near and back pay is still unclaimed from my previous employer! Hehehe... I'm still thinking about how I can multiply my monetary assets but ... right now, I guess I gotta spend something for myself first :-)

A phone? or an iPod.

I bought for myself an inexpensive digi cam this October (if I'm not mistaken) since I love taking pictures for my memorabilia. I did not think about buying a phone because the latest gadget only boasts of 2 MP :-( What I needed was 3 MP or more. What I got was 3.2 MP only but hey, it's a Canon Powershot! I wouldn't empty my pocket just for higher megapixels since I'm also not into professional photography. A simple p0int-and-shoot camera is enough to gratify my relic side!

With predictable swift transition of phone models, the new ones become outdated after a month or two. It's a sad fact but I believe phone manufacturers are just trying to make consumers run like wild dogs to chase an empty bone! YOu got the latest and the next thing you know the latest is outdated! Here in the Philippines, almost everyone owns a phone. Your mobile phone is like your best bud wherever you go. It is a reflection of yourself, your alterego, almost like your body part! Without it is similar to a cockroach walking its way without the antenna. (Cherie naman, ang daming ico-compare, cockroach pa!) But true, right? I mean, antenna is croach's means of communication. We, human beings, can communicate without the antenna during the antique days! But nowadays, busy life seems to require rookies and pros to get a phone. It's becoming more of a need than a desire. I think it's now a need and not a desire. This is the kind of life we're living right now. Whether you like it or you like it, you got no option! Life at present is fast so you gotta control both the gears and the steering wheel. Going back to phone (napalayo yata tayo, ah!), I like the W (walkman) models of Sony Ericsson. These phones are the best music player packed in a communication gadget. W phones almost got everything. FM Tuner, camera, voice recorder and mp3 player with great sound. The all-in-one feature of Sony Ericsson is boastful yet economical compared to other phones. Prob is, what I really want is a thin mp3 player which can easily glide on a pocket! iPod Nano answers this craving.

With iPod Nano by Apple, the highest volume allows you to be a deaf to your surroundings. Notably, it won't make an ugly mark on my pocket because it's super thin! I can easily hide it from Manong Guards roaming around the floor. I can comfortably listen to it while writing email or taking calls in my station. And the file size... 2 GB is enough for me as it can contain up to 500 songs. Just enough for me...

How about iPod video? There is the 5.5 generation of iPod video. The kicker:At under half an inch thin, the new 30 GB iPod takes up about 45 percent less room than the original iPod. I can put photo slideshows in it, view my calendar and add contacts. I can watch movies on it while on the road or during break time just to fight the boredom. Plus, I like it black!

So, which can be the best Christmas gift for myself? I think I better buy the iPod video. I'm not so much of a spender but I guess I deserve a better Holiday gift for myself. It could be expensive, pero naman! Minsan lang to!

mp3 vs. mp4

2006-12-03T16:51:00.000+08:00

I was trying to figure out the difference between mp3 and mp4, until I bumped on a webpage which explains some of it ;-) Please read below:

An Mp4 player is amongst the latest gadgets available in the electronic market. This is in keeping with the upgraded version of Mp3 to Mp4. Mp4 is fundamentally the global file extension for the official container format defined in the MPEG-4 standard (ISO 14496-14). This is streamable and supports all kinds of multimedia content and advanced content like 2D and 3D animated graphics, etc.

The Mp4 player can be attached to the computer, laptop and television. This devise is also available with its own in built sound system. Most of these players can also play the lower Mp versions. However it is most suited for the latest in the series.

One of the big advantages of MP4 technology is its interoperability. It is an open standard, implying it is license free. Therefore, there already exist a number of different tools supporting it. These include Mac, Linux, PocketPC and of course Windows.

Though many people consider Mp4 to be a successor of Mp3, there is a difference between the two. Basically, Mp3 is one specific type of audio format and Mp4 is a container format. However, as mentioned earlier an Mp4 player can play Mp3 files which as much clarity as the original players. ~ author Karishma Bajaj.

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My Favorite Song

2006-12-03T06:34:00.000+08:00

The Eagles - Desperado

This is my favorite Song - evaNonsense

Get Back on Track!

2006-11-28T08:25:00.000+08:00

For no apparent reason, I just want to write. Fungi and bacteria are slowly dwelling in this blog. No sensible thoughts are written. No interesting stories laid down. No revealing thoughts unveiled. Full of nonsense! Well, it's too obvious from the name of the author, EvaNonsense. I must admit that I'm blogging only for myself - to feed my interest, to fill the emptiness, and to efface the boredom! Days are passing by, weeks are flying by, months are speeding past me yet I haven't enrolled to any courses I have in mind! Am I too drowned with the company of my teammates? Been going out wit' them every weekend. Been drinking and been forgetting my real purpose. Haven't gone to Church for more than 3 weeks. Haven't been doin my real job! (sigh). Today, however, was a better day for me. I made it to 4:15 minutes AHT for Email! Yahoo! So the secret is, I better focus on the email I am writing. There should be no room for mediocrity but greater room for excellence! Temptations are just around the corner. They are ready to swallow me alive. They are ready to take my attention away from my Savior. They are decisive to steal me from God's arms :-( I hurt Him again. When I failed Him, all the angels must be crying. He must have expected it cuz He knew I lost track of Him. I haven't prayed, haven't read the Bible, haven't taken the Daily Bread. I know I have sinned. Hands are full of blood again. It was no joke cuz I failed Him. I am weak...without Him.

This day, however, is different. Nice Email AHT! I better get back on track. Why waste time for things that don't really last? Things that will only bruise you and break you apart? Things that will surely paint tears of goodbye in the end. No, that's not the road our Lord has prepared for me. I just miss going to Church. I've almost known Singles in our Church but failed to know them better cuz of Pasti. Pasti taught me something and I don't regret meeting him. May He continue to share the Gospel of Peace... And a message for me, Hey! Wake up! Better get back on track!

If you will play the music above, that is the type of music I love listening to. It's Air by Bach.

Johann Sebastian Bach (pronounced [ˈjoːhan zəˈbastjan ˈbax]) (21 March 1685 O.S. – 28 July 1750 N.S.) was a prolific German composer and organist whose sacred and secular works for choir, orchestra and solo instruments drew together the strands of the Baroque period and brought it to its ultimate maturity. Although he introduced no new forms, he enriched the prevailing German style with a robust contrapuntal technique, a control of harmonic and motivic organisation from the smallest to the largest scales, and the adaptation of rhythms and textures from abroad, particularly Italy and France. He is regarded as one of the great composers of all time. (Wikipedia)

I started listening to classical music at the age 16 and has slowed down till 18! Every morning before goin' to school, I would tune in to 98.7 Master's Touch at 6 AM. There's something about classical music that touches one's soul! It's mysterious and is reviving! It takes you back to younger years when video/PC games were not yet ruling youngbloods' fancy. I listen to any type of music and Classical is one of my favorites! Weird, nho!?

Just a reminder:

Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. (Ephesians 6:11-18)

Watch ye, stand fast in the faith, quit you like men, be strong. (1 Cor. 16:13)

Darker Skin Tone

2006-11-28T08:20:00.000+08:00

I am now sporting this darker skin tone. Tried this 'Dessert' VMV foundation! It's a bit far from my complexion but I think it's just right for this photo ;-)

Love for Work

2006-11-22T07:57:00.000+08:00

"WHATEVER YOU DO, WORK AT IT WITH ALL YOUR HEART, AS WORKING FOR THE LORD, NOT FOR MEN"
- Colosians 3:23 -

This is the ultimate reason why I oftentimes do my best in my work! It is also written in the Bible that 'whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might.. for in the grave where you will be going one day, there will be no more working or planning'.

My Faery

2006-11-17T08:36:00.000+08:00

Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
~William Butler Yeats, "The Stolen Child"

Plan this weekend:

2006-11-16T08:26:00.000+08:00

1) After work, gotta get home early and sleeeeeep
2) Go to salon on Saturday at 5 pm
3) Go to Informatics for PC Troubleshooting and go to Church this Sunday!!!!

Ei! Don't forget to tithe! Hmp.

I got into a blog of a Christianster user. Woah! The article he wrote which was entitled "Jesus", ang ganda! Must-read. I was moved. I was touched. Check his blog.

I saw Him carrying a rod. He's my Shepherd. I'm His lamb. He knows when to use that rod to discipline me. He'll never let me get into a pit - far away from his fence... And I realized, Oh Lord, You still see me!

Secret Garden

2006-11-13T00:27:00.000+08:00

Nong bata pa ko, isa sa mga bagay na gusto ko magkaroon pag tumanda ay isang malaking "Secret Garden". Tama, secret garden, o sa Tagalog ay lihim na hardin... Isang hardin na ako at ako lang ang nakakaalam. Isang lihim na hardin kung saan mananahan ang mga ibon, gaya ng parrot, love birds, at lalo na ang owl. Naisip ko nga dati nung bata pa ko na maraming owl akong aalagaan sa bahay. At ang bahay ko naman ay gawa sa ginto! At sa loob ay may malaking hagdan at maraming estatwa...

Gusto ko ng malaking bahay. Ngunit di ko naisip bakit ako maghahangad ng malaking bahay samantalang di ko naman alam kung para kanino at sino ang titira don. Di ko naisip na hindi pwedeng ako lang mag-isa ang titira don...

Naisip ko rin na doon sa malaking bahay na yon magkakaroon ng isang library na puno ng libro - yung parang library sa Beauty and the Beast... May history books, political science, computer books, self-help and inspirational, at novels. Sa loob ng library na yon ay may grand piano! Tutugtog ako don dipende sa nararamdaman ko...

Parang ang lungkot ... Pero naisip ko lang naman to nung bata pa ko. Musmos pa ko non at di alam kung pano talaga ang mabuhay... Basta ang nakaukit sa isip ko, isang malaking bahay na may library, grand piano, malaking hagdan, malaking rest room at higit sa lahat... isang malaking lihim na hardin....

Vanity

2006-11-12T23:37:00.000+08:00

I dreamt this morning that my hair was being trimmed and colored the way I like it...but the way I don't like it to be done! I've been planning to have my hair dyed since 2 weeks ago but just don't have the time to have it done so...

Salary

2006-11-12T23:14:00.000+08:00

One day an employee sends a letter to his boss to increase his salary!!!

Dear Bo$$

In thi$ life, we all need $ome thing mo$t de$perately. I think you $hould be under$tanding of the need$ of u$ worker$ who have given $o much $upport including $weat and $ervice to your company.I am $ure you will gue$$ what I mean and re$pond $oon.

Your$ $incerely,
Norman$oh

The next day, the employee received this letter of reply :

Dear NOrman,

I kNOw you have been working very hard. NOwadays, NOthing much has changed. You must have NOticed that our company is NOt doing NOticeably well as yet. NOw the newspaper are saying the world`s leading ecoNOmists are NOt sure if the United States may go into aNOther recession. After the NOvember presidential elections things may turn bad.
I have NOthing more to add NOw. You kNOw what I mean.

Yours truly,
Manager

Source

Little Prayer

2006-11-09T07:03:00.000+08:00

I might be getting another award in our company. Thank Him for that... Okay, I should be happy.

Everything is laughter at work... Nice friends but by the end of the day when I'm all alone.. on my way back home, it just feels...
:-( This is the other side of me.

Time to study again. Hope all my dreams will come true. Hope I can take those courses in my mind.

Everytime I feel lonely, this is what I do:

Lord, please take away the sadness I'm feeling. You know how and what I feel. Take it all away. I surrender all.

Then I will feel okay again.

May God shower my life with more Christian friends, that I may be influenced; and that I may influence those who don't know You. Amen.

Fire Fall Down - Hillsongs United

Lord, thank you for:

1) Giving me nice job
2) My teammates who treat me special and friends who keep my sanity at work
3) Parents who prepare our dining
4) Acne-free skin!
5) All the skills and talents that you have given me. I want to use these talents to your glory

I pray that...

One day..someday, I can become a missionary to spread your gospel...be Christ-like without pretenses.

Amen.

Ordinary day

2006-11-07T06:46:00.000+08:00

I got a Christian friend I met through chat who is like a father to me. He's a Pastor, got 3 children and a wonderful wife. I'm grateful to have a friend like him with whom I can share some things I just don't open up to ordinary men. Some sadness, some good news, some weird stuff... I'm just glad there's someone willing to listen
:-) He's older than me, like a father... so he knows a lot better.

There are just times when...I feel sad. Christians do feel sad sometimes :-( But I know it's not God's plan for us to feel that way. For my plan is to propser you, not to harm you, saith the Lord.

There's a surprise comin' up! My Boss told me bout it this morning. I told him "Boss, I'm so uninspired." He then said "So ano balak mo a-absent ka?"

che: Wala ako sinasabi ah! Ciempre diba, wala nga ko absences for the month of October, kya ngayon medyo drained na ko... Bawal kse mag-VL! Hmp.

He then showed me... my stats! Oh, woah! He asked me to pull up my records and Surprise! Surprise! Surprise! I will write the result tomorrow when I'm sure about it! We are just waiting for one last day.

Technical Studies 101

2006-11-06T02:46:00.000+08:00

Meralco is now out of the option. First, it's too far from home. Just imagine the cost of transpo and the cost of time (sigh). It will surely sap my strength. Monday to Friday work hours are draining enough, what more for Sat-Sun classes?

I inquired in Mapua and they're offering CISCO modules 1 to 4. Classes happen every Saturday which is good. At least I can rest every Sunday. The cost is fair enough, but I couldn't take such course without taking PC Troub first. My other option is Informatics.

I'm still waiting for Mapua's response on my email.

As DeNiro told his son in a Bronx Tale, "The saddest thing in life, is wasted talent"

Words of Wise-dumb

2006-11-03T07:04:00.000+08:00

There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure
-Paolo Coelho's The Alchemist

People may not remember exactly what you did or what you saidbut they will always remember how you made them feel

Its better for a girl to sleep 100 years to be kissed and awakend by the right prince than to stay awake and be kissed 100 times by a wrong frog.

Now, I'm actually thinking about going to school. Hmmmm. I would like to take PC Troubleshooting. It's 6,000 in Informatics; while 7,500 in Meralco Foundation. Informatics is just in SM, while Meralco... woah.. it's in QC!

Classes would start on Sunday if I would study in Meralco. I got enough savings here to sustain my studies. It's gonna be 8 AM to 5 PM :-( So wala na nga bang pahingahan ito?

The thing is I would like to learn. I would like to learn through hands-on and I think I wouldn't learn just by reading if I don't have enough knowledge in application.

I'll call Meralco later this afternoon, or maybe tomorrow after work.

The Tech Support Team

2006-11-02T07:34:00.000+08:00

Anywhere

2006-10-30T04:39:00.000+08:00

Dear my love, haven't you wanted to be with me
And dear my love, haven't you longed to be free
I can't keep pretending that I don't even know you
And at sweet night, you are my own
Take my hand

We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning light
We'll be halfway to anywhere
Where love is more than just your name

I have dreamt of a place for you and I
No one know who we are there
All I want is to give my life only to you
I've dreamt so long I cannot dream anymore
Let's run away, I'll take you there

Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you

Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you now

24 Hours Awake on Sunday

2006-10-23T02:21:00.000+08:00

After 3 months of not being able to go to Church, finally I'm back. I had no sleep since Saturday morning till Sunday 5PM. After going to my friend's Church who's now a Pastor, I immediately proceeded to my Church. I call it "mine" because this is the first Church where I found real Christians. Anyone can establish a relationship with Him as long as one is willing. This is the Church where I've been going to since August 2005.

God grant me the Serenity to accept the things I Cannot change… Courage to change the things I can... And Wisdom to know the difference…

I got there 12.30 PM when the 11 AM service was almost over. I did not want to go home. I knew I had to stay even if I hadn't slept since Saturday. I'm hungry of His Words. I'm thirsty of His presence. So, I stayed.

Without any companion, I took my lunch in TokyoTokyo 'cause the next service would be at 2PM. I had 1 hour left to eat. TokyoTokyo is the best place to go to if you would want to be the replica of Cookie Monster who, instead of gobbling cookies, is gorging rice - but of course, I did not gobble! I still managed to chew my food with felicity and femininity. Hello? Mag-isa na nga lang ako, ipapahalata ko pa bang patay-gutom ako?

There were 2 guys looking at me. I saw them but I didn't give them the kind of look they were giving me. Rule No. 1, never flirt back when your pets in your stomach are violently piercing each other, or else they would pierce your tissues instead. Call me kill joy, but I do not flirt with strangers and I'm not a flirt.

The lady crew approached me and gave the Mango Sundae. I just nodded, but I thought Did I order one? Di bale na, gutom na rin naman ako! Baka freebie nila! Then the woman beside me with her son asked the lady crew, "Ah, yung Mango Sundae namin?"

I don't even know if the name of that dessert is Mango Sundae. Basta, yellow sya na parang ice cream. Period.

When the lady crew heard her, she said "Ay, akala ko po magkasama kayo." Then I thought, Sayang! Kala ko pa man din maiisahan ko! Kidding aside, I really thought it was a freebie! (Defensive!) You'd really think of such things when your super hungry that you begin to look at everything you see as food! Chairs, tables, forks, spoons, and best of all cockroach! (eew). It's one creature I'd never dream of touching! I left our home 9.30 AM with only 2 pieces of pandesal for my breakfast. I didn't want to be late for Church so there's no way to stay any longer at home.

It was 1.45 PM when I jumped off my feet to go back to Victory. I got there 1.55 PM. TokyoTokyo is in the ground floor of that wide mall while Victory is in the 4th floor. I took the elevator and upon reaching the very glass door of Victory Fellowship Church, the ushers smiled at me just like what they do to eveyrone who enters the Church. I smiled back and I felt so free. It felt peaceful in here. It was only 5 minutes before the service started but the place is already crowded with countless members and visitors. You cannot identify which is which since it's a big Church. I'm speaking of the number of attendees, not the physical size of the place, although I must say the physical size is also wide!

The usherette guided me toward the left division of seats in front. It was my favorite seat. After 3 minutes, song leaders marched on the stage. 5,4,3,2,1... We were then asked to stand and sing a song of praise... and worship. Everyone was not ashamed to sing, especially me! (hehe) It really feel so good to sing a high note to God, to extend one's vocal cords, breathe deep and exhale it with the most beautiful voice you could create! I envy those people who know how to play guitar, drums, keyboards, violin, saxophone... because if only I had such skill, I would want to share such talent and use it for His glory! If only I had such skill, I would want to perform in a crowd with my instrument... but all I have is my voice so I sang my heart out to it. I didn't feel shy to sing aloud since singers infront with their instruments were over-powering the music. We sang Songs of Praise first, then followed it with Songs of Worship. We sang songs which I could not remeber the title anymore. One of it was the Tagalog Version of Hillsongs' You Are My Shield. We ended the vocal-cord-stretching with With All I am.

Before I left the Church yesterday, I was decisive to return to Victory. For 3 months I haven't been attending the service. There's a sad truth that someone almost made me believe that he's the truth. It's a sad truth that he even happened to be a Pastor. It's a sad truth that he even happened to be my old friend. It's also a sad truth that maybe he's not aware that what he had done could make one stumble. I was tasked to create the website for Victory Singles'. I even had the idea about what name we should give our Singles' website - but because my focus to do His will was distracted, I thought His will for me was the other way around. I thought... At oo, maraming namamatay sa maling akala. I gave someone my precious time but in the end, I realized it's not all worth it. It's true that experience is the best teacher, but we should not always agree to that. If you will learn by your "own" experience, you will learn only after experiencing the consequences of what you've done. The sad part about that is you'll only learn after getting yourself bruised and wounded, perhaps shattered. To learn from the experience of other people would be the wisest way of learning - from Bible stories and from stories of people in the present world. Through this, you not only save yourself from being hurt too much, but you also save the value of time God has entrusted you.

I don't know if I could still create that website...but I'm very much willing to go back to where I really belong (GMA7 ba to?). Starting Saturday this week, I will bond with Singles in our Church to meet more Christian friends. When we have fun, we have fun without cigar or alcohol. This is God's will to everyone.

Be happy young man while you are still young, and let your heart give you joy in the days of your youth. Follow the ways of your heart and whatever our eyes see, but know that for all these things God will bring you to judgment. Ecc. 11:9-10

He said "Whoever comes to me I will never drive away". He also said "He who comes to Me shall not hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst." Never in the Bible have I found that our God has broken a single promise. All of His promises are fulfilled. That is why I know that despite of everything that has happened, I am still here, still putting my trust in Him. I know He was just testing me.

Before the 11 AM service ended, before I even got to TokyoTokyo, Ate Evelyn and Ate Alma were surprised upon seeing me. "Cherie, girl na girl ka ngayon ah. With skirt and all. Bakit tagal mo nawala?", they asked. I responded with a semi-laugh-full-smile, whatever! I said that I visited another Church and just checked what's up with it. They cracked a joke and I realized how much I miss them... I also miss the other Singles with whom I played billiards before I lost my phone. I lost my phone and I guess that was an omen.

Now, I just feel so free. I feel I'm so back to my old self again. I want to do things more for Him. I want to stay in Victory and find that one day I can also be able to bring my family there...

I got home totally feeling sleepy. It was a struggle to get back home as if there was a large stone on my feet. I wanted to text my parents and ask if they could fetch me from this Mall back home. They're tired, I thought. I gotta make it on my own. So, I took a long walk toward exit. The catwalk from the Mall's exit to the terminal was another mile! I knew I just had to continue walking. In the bus, I was already sleeping. Everytime the bus would stop, I would also open my eyes and check where I was. I didn't want to fall completely asleep although it was sooo tempting. I haven't had sleep for continuous 24 hours!

Upon reaching home, I washed my face and began to sleep.

It felt so good, though, to keep myself awake for Him this Sunday. I know, there are still a lot of things He will reveal to me only if I will continue to trust Him. It is always conditional.

It's Monday today... It's the first day of the week again. I will sleep later then wake up to go to work again. It's gonna be another day.

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WITH ALL I AM: Here is the last worship song we sang in Church yesterday (See below).

HERE I AM TO WORSHIP: We did not sing this yesterday. This is, however, one of my favorite Worship songs. (See below)

ONE WAY: I like this rock Praise Song. (See below)

WHAT IS WORSHIP: Below is a video of people who are caught unawares of what worship is all about. :-( What is worship? Find it here. Watch the video below.

Enjoy watching the video!

Kanlungan

2006-10-22T02:24:00.000+08:00

Earth Shaking while Working

2006-10-21T19:51:00.000+08:00

I was on my station, staring on my 2 LCD monitors, writing... steady, concentrating, doing my everyday job. No voice calls were coming in. It was supposed to be blended voice and email, but what I was receiving were emails, emails, emails when suddenly I felt a little dizzy as if it was shaking. I thought there was an earthquake, and there was.

"Lumilindol", one of the Supervisors said. He was calm. Everyone was calm. I realized it was an earthquake. Unlike pure voice calls in most call centers where you could hardly steal a little chat, or crack a joke, simply bond while working with your teammates, here in our company it's an enjoyable and more relaxed milieu. You can talk with your friends sitting just beside you or, perchance, sitting on the other bay because you're not taking pure voice calls. You also have email task to balance your work... and I love it!

Communication skills plus technical knowledge is the thing. I love my job.

Despite the fact that it was shaking, everyone was still doing his job while talking to clients with headsets on... As if nothing's happening. The customer on the other line is not even aware that there is an earthquake, that you might die now before you could even say goodbye!

Those who were focused on email at that time, like me, were all distracted. I could not write anymore. Who could write well when the earth is shaking!? If it's not yet the end of the world, then AHT (Average Handling Time) would still matter! And it still matters because I'm still alive. Those few seconds we were distracted were counted against our AHT.

The guard was walking and Bullit, my teammate, told him "Manong, lumilindol". As if earthquake is happening everyday, Manong Guard just smiled and continued walking. Hey Manong! We're gonna die here and is that all we get, a smile???

Earthquake shook Makati at 10 PM and 1 AM, 19 and 20 August 2006 respectively, 3 hours apart. To be honest, I was not nervous at all when the earth shook. It felt even exciting! I mean experiencing earthquake on the 25th floor is exciting compared to having it on the ground floor. You will really feel the earthquake if you're on top of the building compared to experiencing it in the ground floor. I even had the guts to work overtime till 5 AM. May meeting daw, sabi ni Boss. Unpaid yung meeting, kaya pipiliin ko na lang magtrabaho at least kung mamamatay man ako, bayad pa rin!

What if earthquake shook us and made the building collapse? I mean, we were not taught how to end our spiels while talking with our customers. Are we gonna say "Mr. Smith, it's my opportunity to have spoken with you today as my last customer. I WILL BE BURIED UNDERGROUND. Should you have any further inquiries, DON'T HESITATE TO CALL US BACK, OK? Thank you for calling (company name). Long life to you!"

Who Am I?

2006-10-20T05:53:00.000+08:00

Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours

I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours
I am Yours

- adapted, maybe this is a song... I don't know who the writer is, though.

Pantry

2006-10-15T20:23:00.000+08:00

Panda found a hard time chasing after Tripoddy cuz Tripoddy is an absolute snob. She hates being with other cats. Ater 3 years of courtship, finally Panda’s love for Tripoddy brought fruit!

Barakong Panda

Supladitang Tripoddy

Now, here is the result….

Pantry on Ate Val's cactus collection

Pantry and her twin carpet

Pantry and my hand

Her name is Pantry. If I'm gonna explain her name, I'm gonna show it through arithmetical method:

Panda + Tripoddy = Pantry

That explains all!

When Christmas Time is Near...

2006-10-15T06:21:00.000+08:00

It’s the month of October. I should be talking bout Halloween stuff and scary stories, but I feel like talkin’ bout Christmas time. It’s only 5.16 AM. I got awake after a refreshing 6-hour-sleep. I slept around 11 PM which I am normally awake during weekdays. This mid-day sleep happens only once or twice a week. It’s not the kind of ordinary sleep I have during weekdays. Saturday is, honestly, the only day I prefer to hibernate. This is the 6th day from the first workaholic day, Monday. Those 5 days are filled with 9 hours of busy work in the office. I must admit that I’m giving more than that to learn more about what field I am into. I’m working approximately 14 hours a day. I only get to sleep 7 to 8 hours which is ‘bitin’ for me. When I was still studying, I was used to sleeping at least 10 hours! Wow. That’s really healthy, but now, I gotta back up my system with vitamins cuz 8 hours or less of sleep would attract illness. Poten-cee works for me! It’s only a few bucks in Mercury Drug and I noticed my appetite has improved. I can now consume approximately two cups of rice during meal. Dati, walang gana! Lagi na lang walang gana!

Now, I’m trying to manage my time, rule my time, unlike before… I treat time as gold. It’s true that you can never ask the hands of Mr. Time to stop. The not-so-lingering and not-so-friendly Mr. Time cares for no one. It would continue to walk its hands around his flat circular body and would never get tired doing its job! We do get tired, but Mr. Time never does, so then don’t expect him to wait for you. He does not even get attracted with me no matter how many times I glance at him. He’s an ultimate snob, a man of his own world and never cares but to tell you what time it is! That’s why I see how important it is to manage one’s time.

We hear a lot about Time Management, however, there is this author who argued the terminology. He said you can never manage time as it waits for no one, but you do can manage you priorities. So then he said, it’s not right to say Time Management, rather ‘Priority Management’. You cannot manage time, but you can manage priorities. It does make sense, right? However, popularly speaking, Time management is still the terminology used by many.

I consider it valuable for me how I spend time, with whom I spend it, and with whom I waste it! In my field, every second counts as we talk about Average Handling Time (AHT). Every word you utter counts against seconds. It’s a challenge to be less chatty as sometimes I tend to overly-assist the other person on the other line. Fifteen minutes of break time in between would prompt you to speed up munching your food. Mabagal pa man din ako kumain! Sixty minutes of lunch time sounds like a freebie but to be honest, it’s still ‘bitin’ for me to hang out with my friends for the said limited time! This is why every minute counts while I’m in the office. At home, internet access is the best way to chat with new friends without leaving home and going through deadly traffic. It is the best way to learn, too. To go out, leave ones home, and meet an interesting friend matters, too! It will consume greater time than staying on the internet, and greater physical effort to walk with that person (haha!) and go through traffic on the road! So that person oughtta be special :-)

This is how I manage my priorities every day. I gotta be wiser this time as Mr. Time, time and tested as he is, awaits no one…

Now, I ended up talking 'bout how I manage time, not about Christmas! I’ll talk about it next time… ;-)

Vocabulary:
Hibernate -> become less active: to become less active, especially by staying at home rather than going out to socialize (informal humorous)

Bitin -> Tagalong. Not enough

Microsoft® Encarta® Reference Library 2004. © 1993-2003 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.

You Are Where I Need You

2006-10-01T06:50:00.000+08:00

You love me but I don’t care.
I seek my own ways, yet You guide me.
I choose my plans, yet You protect me.
I honor my desires, yet You are still there.

You love me stronger than I can resist.
I hate the world, yet You give me hope.
I despise myself, yet You preserve me.
I deserve death, yet You give me life.

Why do you love me Lord?
My name belongs to lowly people.
I have been running from You
Yet You are always beside me.

You keep my sanity
when I am about to give up;
You carry my whole weight
Just when I am about to jump.

You renew my trust in people
And give me a reason to live.
You wipe away my tears
And send angels to my relief.

You watch me day and night,
While I walk or sleep.
Where I am thirsty
You go with drinking water.

You are where I need you
And I am where Your love is.
Why should I ever worry
If You are always beside me?

- adapted, from a Pinoy writer

Batang Bata Ka Pa

2006-09-23T14:24:00.000+08:00

I
Batang-bata ka pa at marami ka pang
Kailangang malaman at intindihin sa mundo
Yan ang totoo
Nagkakamali ka kung akala mo na
Ang buhay ay isang mumunting paraiso lamang

Batang-bata ka lang at akala mo na
Na alam mo na ang lahat na
kailangan mong malaman
Buhay ay di ganyan
Tanggapin mo na lang ang katotohanan
Na ikaw ay isang musmos lang na wala pang alam
Makinig ka na lang, makinig ka na lang

II
Ganyan talaga ang buhay
Lagi kang nasasabihan
Pagkat ikaw ay bata
At wala pang nalalaman
Makinig ka sa 'king payo
Pagkat musmos ka lamang
At malaman nang maaga
Ang wasto sa kamalian

III
Batang-bata ako at nalalaman ko
Inaamin ko rin na kulang ang aking
Nalalaman at nauunawaan
Ngunit kahit ganyan ang kinalalagyan
Alam ko na may karapatan
Ang bawat nilalang
Kahit bata pa man, kahit bata pa man

Nais ko sanang malamanang mali sa katotohanan
Sariling pagdaranas ang aking pamamagitan
Imulat ang isipan sa mga kulay ng buhay
Maging tunay na malaya sa katangi-tanging bata

Batang-bata ka pa at marami ka pang
Kailangang malaman at intindihin sa mundo

"Nais ko sanang malaman
ang mali sa katotohanan"
Batang-bata ka lang at akala mo na
Na alam mo na ang lahat na
kailangan mong malaman

Sariling pagdaranas ang aking pamamagitan"
Nagkakamali ka kung akala mo na
Ang buhay ay isang mumunting
paraiso lamang...
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la...

*Doesn't this song make sense?

September 15

2006-09-18T02:57:00.000+08:00

What is so special about this day?

This day is special because it is my birthday. Way back 15 September 1982, I was born from my mother's womb. It was 6:23 PM when I was released from that li'l bag to live on earth...

Not a lot of people are aware about my birthday. Maybe a few do, and those are my friends who, I believe, consider me special. The very first person who greeted me this day was my friend whom I call Panget*. He greet me 11:55 AM 14 September 2006. At work, there's Wolverine*. From chat-mates, there's Gil. From high school friends, there's Cinxzdy.

Not everyone are aware of my birthday... and this has saved me from giving blow out!

I asked God....

2006-09-18T02:20:00.000+08:00

I asked God, "Lord, do you still hear me? Why is it that You seem so far again? Why is it that I don't even feel your presence? Have you really found me, or was it just mere imagination? You made me see your face once, but why don't I feel you anymore? What have I done wrong to make you flee? Why is it that You seem to only hear *his prayer but seem to ignore my request? Am I not worthy enough as your child? Have you narrowed Your circumference to set your focus away from me? Have I done something to hurt you?"

September 15 was it when Marla, our company QA approached me to take a picture of me. Okay, so was it for 'Starburst award', I thought... When later after lunch, she handed me the award for Email CSAT Champion. Woah... I was the champion for the month of August. 29 July 2006 was the date when I returned to work after being bedridden for 3 weeks. I didn't know that the emails I was writing were qualified for the win that August! Php1,000 awaited me.

I received the award on September 15 Friday... It was my birthday... A few days before that day, I was thinking if God has really taken me for granted. I got sick again, bedridden for 1 week again! :-( Felt a bit helpless... then there was the award 5 days after going back from getting ill this September.

God moves in mysterious ways...

Hillsongs

2006-09-14T02:15:00.000+08:00

Included in this track are: Let the Peace of God Reign, Jesus Lover of My Soul and Shout to the Lord. These are some of the Gospel music I like ;-)

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Kanlungan

2006-09-12T17:24:00.000+08:00

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

Natatandaan mo pa ba,
Nang tayong dalwa ang unang nagkita?
Panahon ng kamusmusan
Sa piling ng mga bulaklak at halaman
Doon tayong nagsimulang
Mangarap at tumula

Natatandaan mo pa ba,
Inukit kong puso sa punong mangga
At ang inalay kong gumamela
Magkahawak-kamay sa dalampasigan
Malayang tulad ng mga ibon
Ang gunita ng ating kahapon

Ang mga puno't halaman
Ay kabiyak ng ating gunita
Sa paglipas ng panahon bakit kailangan ding lumisan?

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

Ngayon ikaw ay nagbalik
At tulad ko rin ang iyong pananabik
Makita ang dating kanlungan
Tahanan ng ating tula at pangarap
Ngayon ay naglaho na
Saan hahanapin pa?

Lumilipas ang panahon
Kabiyak ng ating gunita
Ang mga puno't halaman
Bakit kailangan lumisan?

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

Lumilipas ang panahon
Kabiyak ng ating gunita
Ang mga puno't halaman
Bakit kailangan lumisan?

Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?

There is a hanging question in this song sung by Noel Cabangon. He asked "Panapanahon ang pagkakataon, maibabalik ba ang kahapon?" I, myself, could hardly answer that...

This song speaks of innocence, of freedom, of dreams... When you recall the faintest memory of innocence, you feel like dwelling to it once more. When you recall the immunization from obligation, the exemption from huge responsibilities, you feel like embracing it once again. When you remember how easy it was to dream, to croon oneself to grandeur sleep, you feel like not waking up again. This song speaks of childhood memories...

Tingin ko, masarap uli maging bata kasi wala ka masyadong aalalahanin. Kaya lang, ayoko na maging bata muli. Ayoko na bumalik sa mga panahong umaasa ako sa allowance, mga araw na batas-militar yung curfew sa bahay. Ayoko na bumalik sa panahon na halos Linggo-linggo ako nakakarinig ng sermon sa Mommy namin.

Mas masarap ngayong may trabaho na ko. Mas kontrolado ko na yung oras ko, kumikita pa ko! Pinakamasarap sa lahat ngayong gusto ko na yung trabaho ko! Siguro wala nang hihigit pa dyan. Mahirap yata magtrabaho tapos halos isuka mo naman yung ginagawa mo!

Kaya yung tanong ni Noel Cabangon "...maibabalik ba ang kahapon?" Oo, maibabalik pa... pero sa alaala na nga lang... :-(

When over-working is not good enough

2006-09-09T21:06:00.000+08:00

You think you enjoy what you do. You extend more time than what you could give. You become oblivious of your surroundings. You sleep lesser hours than what is needed until the next day you know, you’re sick.

You began expelling air from your lungs uncontrollably. You take all the necessary medicines that you could find. You could hardly smile. The plan of creating a system for the company is delayed.

You stay at home. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. You wake up, you’re still ill. You cough, cough, cough, cough, but nothing is coming out from your lungs.

You think you could reach your dreams by over-working? No, you can’t.

You gotta give yourself some chance to rest. You gotta learn how to pause sometimes. You gotta learn that giving your best shot in work doesn’t mean you have to over-work. You gotta learn that enjoying one’s work means knowing how to relax sometimes.

Now, I learned my lesson. I’m ill and I’m less productive. Two months ago I was bedridden. Here I am again, wishing for a better state.

Sound trip

2006-09-09T01:03:00.000+08:00

Four Seasons of Loneliness

With Arms Wide Open

Uninvited

Muntik lang

2006-09-06T02:50:00.000+08:00

It was 2:15 AM. I was riding a jeepney sitting on the front seat on my way home. I was the only one infront aside from the driver who was controlling the path of the vehicle... I was thinking about a few things... about my work... how I enjoy it compared before. How I love solving technical issues, thinking about climbing the corporate ladder one day, thinking about taking additional courses to spice up my brain, when suddenly someone grabbed my bag!

The driver took hold of my arms in shock when that guy who was my age attempted to rob me. The vehicle stopped while the guy was running away frustrated. My heart was beating fast. For a few seconds, I wasn't able to move. I looked at the path where the guy ran until he slowed down upon reaching the dark corner. I looked at him and he was looking back at me. I hurled at him "Leche ka!" across the street while I was still in that vehicle. The driver shouted to the guy "Kilala kita!"

The lady in the jeepney asked "Ano yon?". I told her "Nanakawan nya sana ko." My voice was still calm but my heart was beating fast...

It happened so fast and luckily, my bag was was still with me. Even if he was strong enough to take my bag, he failed to because I was wearing it around my body.

There is really nothing so valuable containing my bag. I mean, nothing seems so expensive. I lost my original phone which was replaced by a second-hand phone. Its charger was in my bag. My wallet contained Php 90.00 amd some coins only. The ATM coudl also be in my bag, but it's got a secured pin isolating it from unauthorised access. Nothin' seems so valuable... Except for my bag... Well, my bag... My bag... I love my bag! It's a Dooney & Bourke All Weather Leather bag. (hehe!)

Buti na lang di nya nakuha bag ko, kse kahit walang masyadong mahalaga sa loob ng bag na yon, mag-aalala naman ako kung nanakawan ako. Kaya buti na lang Muntik lang!

Good night

2006-09-04T02:24:00.000+08:00

Today has been a long day for me. Yesterday, too.

We did celebrate Ate Val's bday. We walked along Roxas Blvd. and ended up in MusicBox25. It's a Family KTV in LasPiñas. We went home 4 AM (as in morning) yesterday.

Today... I stayed home. Next week I'll bring my family to our Church.

Tomorrow is the first day of resolving technical issues!

I checked on MAPUA School of IT. They're offering .Net Specialization. I just wanna feed my mind more and more and more!

I'll take this course when my sched permits me in the future :)

It's Monday, 2:25 in the morning. Time for me to sleep. Good mor-night!

Songs I Like

2006-09-04T01:11:00.000+08:00

In My Life
by Patti Austin

Simply click the play button and please wait as the action is being loaded.

Although music is sweet
But the song incomplete
Now in my life,
Boy in my life
Something is missing

It's the truth, yes it's true
Still there's no me and you
Here in my life
Boy in my life
Something is missing

In my life there ain't no melody oh no
In my life there ain't no harmony
To let me sing a song
All I need is a cue when I'm waiting for you
Boy in my life
You are the melody
Coz in my life
You are the song

Baby, in my life
You are the song
You are my melody
To me baby, in my life
You are my song

Patti Austin, the daughter of a jazz trombonist and goddaughter of musical legends Quincy Jones and Dinah Washington, was the undisputed “queen” of the New York jingle session scene during the 70's. She sang the song If I Believe which is also my favorite :-)

* Please refer to Musiklaban for new songs.

Updates

2006-09-01T14:07:00.000+08:00

01 September 2006, Friday - Training for Tech Support (Day 1) = 4pm to 1 am
04 September 2006, Friday - Training for Tech Support (Day 2) = 4pm to 1 am

Promoted to Tech Support weeeeeh!

Seems like 2-day training ain't enough. We'll start from the basics then we'll explore from there. The initiative is rest to us. It's still the same account, anyway

31 August 2006, Thursday - Votation for Team Name

Attendance:

6 agents on the floor out of 13, the others were on rest day

Nominated names:

Wolverhampton
Highlands

Result:

Wolverhampton: 2 votes
Highlands: 4 votes

Point of contact:

Myself, of course! I voted Highlands :-)

Votes were sent via E-mail. Result was taken 11.45 pm and everyone was excited about it! We laughed our tummy out when 4 of us expressed our disgust about being called Wolverhampton-ers! Guess Highlander is better and easier to pronounce and best of all, easy to remember.

Another Day in Paradise

2006-08-31T03:10:00.000+08:00

It was 1:30 PM Philippine Time. I was riding on a bus on my way to Baclaran. I was listening to music using my cheap CD-R King mp3 player. I was feeling grateful at the same time for having freed myself from someone who could have almost deceived me (sigh). I was sitting beside a guy my age on my left and on his left was a girl. Along Coastal Mall, a grungy old man entered the bus where I was riding. His shirt was faded as if worn out by the antiquity of aeons and by countless times of dressing and undressing it to his wrinkled body. He carried with him a red box with name imprinted on it 'NFWU'. He placed it under a passenger's seat and began to pose himself in the aisle, in front of us. Before he started speaking, an unexplained interest on what he's going to say stirred me up to focus my attention to him. I turned off my cheap mp3 player, removed the headset from both my ears, and listened to him attentively.

He began to speak. A voice coming from an old man, a voice which resembled sincerity in his words. He raised the unjust flow of system when bus drivers are left in jail while the rich bus owners do nothing to somehow help both the victim and the driver. In him I saw conviction. I want to somehow lend a hand in some small way I can.

He needed money. In his looks, I think he'll use it for their 'Unyon' as he named it. I believe him. If he was lying, then I still think he needed a few bucks to somehow survive in this dog-eat-dog world.

I feel lucky, indeed, because although my pocket is not overflowing with dinero, I still have a place to get home to, sufficient pay to feed myself every working day, decent clothes to wear, and a warm bedsheet to rest...

It was conviction which triggered most of the passengers to donate a few bucks to him. Each coin echoed in that box as if trying to promise another day for him...

One passenger continued reading a book not caring about the old man. It was 30 August 2006, pay day. What is a few bucks for a pay day - if only I could ask that guy! But of course, he has his own business to chase.

Upon reaching the overpass in Baclaran, I had to leave. It was another day for me. I know I still have a place to go home to by the end of my shift :-) What is a few bucks, anyway!?

She calls out to the man on the street
sir, can you help me?
Its cold and Ive nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?

He walks on, doesnt look back
He pretends he cant hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh think twice, its another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, its just another day for you,
You and me in paradise

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see shes been crying
Shes got blisters on the soles of her feet
Cant walk but shes trying

Oh think twice...

Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that shes been there
Probably been moved on from every place
cos she didnt fit in there

Oh think twice...

"Another Day in Paradise" sung by Phil Collins

Sleepy yet awake

2006-08-31T03:04:00.000+08:00

I feel so sleepy... I'm assigned to think of a name for the pioneer team in Tech Support for our company, Sutherland. It has to be a city name in the UK. Should it be Wolverhampton, as in wolverine? Highland, as in highlander? or Sunderland, as in Sutherland!? Hehe... Maybe I'd reserve Sunderland if I become a supervisor someday My teamates don't like the latter. We could receive a loyalty award for that! But I'm loyal, am I not?

I'm so disappointed

2006-08-23T01:02:00.000+08:00

Okay, I'll try to write as calm as I can. It's 1.04 AM. Yesterday was his birthday. For 1 whole month that I've known him, he was saying all the sweet things in the world, was even talking about marriage. Even using God's name... Upon checking his account, a different version has alarmed me.

He saved all my messages in his celphone. Most of my messages dominated his inbox. He never erased them. The very first message I sent him was still in his inbox. He admitted his feelings to me after meeting up in Festi recently. This guy was my old friend back in college...

....But why is this girl calling him "Mahal" just yesterday in his Friendster testimonial?...

If he's telling the truth that he's not committed with anyone, then why are those testimonials flooding his account - dated just yesterday?

I am surprised. Could this girl continue squeezing herself to him? Is this girl aware that the guy he's in love with is making move toward me? Even talking about marriage!?

Good thing I'm not yet in love with him. I remember what I told Che - my friend in Laguna - I told him I am wiser now, unlike before.

Probably this Saturday, I'll join June (my girl friend in Church) and the rest of my friends in Singles for Victory Cup - instead of spending the evening with Him.

He told me he'll drop by our home tomorrow to accompany me on my way to work. He said that 2 days ago. I'm not expecting anything from him, but if we'd see each other tomorrow, I'll ask him why he's making moves when his Friendster account reveals his situation.

The girl is still calling him "Mahal"...

I am a Christian

2006-08-22T01:43:00.000+08:00

I am a Christian... but being a Christian doesn't mean I'm not susceptible to anger. I still am... Being a Christian doesn't mean I don't lose my patience. I still do. Being a Christian doesn't mean I don't get vexed. I still do.

I admit I am a Christian because I admit that I am a sinner. I have stumbled many times in my life. I have hurt a lot of people in my life. I uttered hurtful words. I have screamed songs of hatred. It's just that I am willing to change and that I am ready to admit that I cannot change in my own will. I am not righteous, I am not perfect. It's just that I have opened my arms to try to do things that could be pleasing to the one who created me.

Being a Christian doesn't mean I have a beautiful life. It's just that I'm willing to see the beautiful side of life. Being a Christian doesn't separate me in this world. I still am part of this world. It's just that I chose not to be drowned in this world.

There is more to life than what the naked eyes can see. One day I wish to go to heaven... with my family, with people I loved, I hurt, who hurt me, who hated me...

I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth have passed away, and the sea is no more. I saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, made ready like a bride adorned for her husband.

I heard a loud voice out of heaven saying, "Behold, God's dwelling is with people, and he will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God.

He will wipe away from them every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; neither will there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain, any more. The first things have passed away."

He who sits on the throne said, "Behold, I am making all things new." He said, "Write, for these words of God are faithful and true."

He said to me, "It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. I will give freely to him who is thirsty from the spring of the water of life.

He who overcomes, I will give him these things. I will be his God, and he will be my son.

But for the cowardly, unbelieving, sinners, abominable, murderers, sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars, their part is in the lake that burns with fire and sulfur, which is the second death."

One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls, who were loaded with the seven last plagues came, and he spoke with me, saying, "Come here. I will show you the wife, the Lamb's bride."

He carried me away in the Spirit to a great and high mountain, and showed me the holy city, Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, having the glory of God. Her light was like a most precious stone, as if it was a jasper stone, clear as crystal; having a great and high wall; having twelve gates, and at the gates twelve angels; and names written on them, which are the names of the twelve tribes of the children of Israel.

On the east were three gates; and on the north three gates; and on the south three gates; and on the west three gates.

The wall of the city had twelve foundations, and on them twelve names of the twelve Apostles of the Lamb.

He who spoke with me had for a measure, a golden reed, to measure the city, its gates, and its walls.

The city lies foursquare, and its length is as great as its breadth. He measured the city with the reed, Twelve thousand twelve stadia. Its length, breadth, and height are equal.

Its wall is one hundred forty-four cubits, by the measure of a man, that is, of an angel.

The construction of its wall was jasper. The city was pure gold, like pure glass.

The foundations of the city's wall were adorned with all kinds of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire; the third, chalcedony; the fourth, emerald; the fifth, sardonyx; the sixth, sardius; the seventh, chrysolite; the eighth, beryl; the ninth, topaz; the tenth, chrysoprasus; the eleventh, jacinth; and the twelfth, amethyst.

The twelve gates were twelve pearls. Each one of the gates was made of one pearl. The street of the city was pure gold, like transparent glass.

I saw no temple in it, for the Lord God, the Almighty, and the Lamb, are its temple.

The city has no need for the sun, neither of the moon, to shine, for the very glory of God illuminated it, and its lamp is the Lamb.

The nations will walk in its light. The kings of the earth bring the glory and honor of the nations into it.

Its gates will in no way be shut by day (for there will be no night there), and they shall bring the glory and the honor of the nations into it so that they may enter.

There will in no way enter into it anything profane, or one who causes an abomination or a lie, but only those who are written in the Lamb's book of life.

Will my name be written in the Lamb's book of life? I want to. I want my name be written there. I want my name to be written by the hand of the One who created me. I want myself to be there. I want my Mom and Dad to be there. I want my sisters to be there. I want my friends to be there. I want my enemies to be there.... Someday when we know Him better.

If there's one Man I know who truly kept His promise, it's Him, my Lord.

I'll continue holding on to Him. His promise shall never fail me. I know...

Malas :-(

2006-08-20T14:00:00.000+08:00

Today would be one of my 'malas' days. Actually, this is the only time I'm becoming absent-minded again. I feel so worried, so anxious...

I was supposed to apply for Smart Bro (internet connection) but then I didn't bring my SSS number, and didn't have my ID with me. They got a promo from 15 August until 15 September (my birthday!). They'll be waiving the installation fee so that would make it Php999 only! I need too badly an internet connection from our PC. I'll be needin' it for my new position in Suth. I need to research a lot, study a lot, and decorate this brain with huge know-how for tech support.

I bought one CD from 'Sukdulang Kuripot' for PHP -> that's very unrelated for my new work. I just thought about adding some spice into this almost rotten brain I got. Guess what!? He gave me 2 extra CD's! I got it for only Php200.00. He deserves a super positive feedback in eBay.

Going back to Smart Bro, had I not lost my phone, I could've already applied for the internet connection today. Had I brought my ID, SSS, and TIN number, the chances of laying the downpayment to them could've already been done the earlier.

My bedroom is a disaster! Probably if there's an award for the 'Most Topsy-Turvy Room', then that trophy could've been given to me.

I woke up early today cuz I got lotsa things to do. I still have to wash my clothes. Washing my clothes alone eats 4 hours of my time. Two days of rest days for me ain't enough! I still haven't washed my clothes. I still haven't fixed my room. *Rmn was expecting my presence in his church today, but couldn't make myself present cuz I wasn't feeling very well. He's not my boyfriend, we're friends and there are lotsa reasons why I couldn't give that 'yes'. Tuesday would be his birthday, still got no gift for him. Sobrang daming dapat gawin, pero 'kulang sa oras.' Sigh...

Yesterday I bought clothes for myself and buying clothes for myself took more than 6 hours of my Saturday...

I also have to see my doc for consultation...

I'm too busy.

Sigh...

I need a breather.

Oh, Lord, please help me fix my schedule.

My Mom.. I miss her.. I miss my parents. I'm too busy for myself that I tend to ignore them sometimes, I mean 'a lot of times'.

Weeh

2006-08-15T02:11:00.000+08:00

I'm so glad I'm gaining new friends through blogging. Within this month, I'll be applying for internet access at home. Weeh. Tomorrow is pay day! Wooh, today is 15th, so later this day we'll be receiving our pay.

Good news, I've been accepted to Tech Support position in our company. So, is still there a reason to resign?

I'm not sure, but so far I'm enjoying my work.

By the way, I got a new friend. You may visit his blog Out of My Hat.

This is Palawan

2006-08-12T03:52:00.000+08:00

Here's my wildest escapade!

If there's one place I would like to go to, it would be Palawan - the paradise in the Philippines (O_o)

I should get to Palawan before I ever reach the age of 29!

Just a short update

2006-08-10T19:56:00.000+08:00

Tonight might be my interview for Tech Support in this company.

There are still a lot of things I have to consider.... I think I won't resign...

Gotta go!

The Room

2006-08-08T01:31:00.000+08:00

I'll try to update this blog at least once a week. There is one article I have seen which I consider as one of the best write-ups ever made ;-) Wanna share it with you guys and hope that you will be carried away same way I was.

THE ROOM by Joshua Harris

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index-card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read “Girls I Have Liked.” I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.

And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn’t match.

A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named “Friends” was next to one marked “Friends I Have Betrayed.”

The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. “Books I Have Read,” “Lies I Have Told,” “Comfort I Have Given,” “Jokes I Have Laughed At.” Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: “Things I’ve Yelled at My Brothers.” Others I couldn’t laugh at: “Things I Have Done in My Anger,” “Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.” I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped.

I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked “Songs I Have Listened To,” I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked “Lustful Thoughts,” I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded.

An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: “No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!” In an insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore “People I Have Shared the Gospel With.” The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.

But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus.

I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn’t bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one?

Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn’t anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn’t say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card.

“No!” I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was “No, no,” as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn’t be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood.

He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, “It is finished.”

I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

By Joshua Harris. Orginally published in New Attitude Magazine © Copyright New Attitude 1995
You have permission to reprint this in any form. We only ask that you include the appropriate copyright byline.

Wanna listen to a gospel music?

2006-08-02T00:59:00.000+08:00

Simply click the play button and please be patient as the action is being loaded.

Recovery

2006-08-01T19:27:00.000+08:00

I jus finished writing my resignation letter. It was the same resignation letter I submitted to Convergys, but for a different reason.

Stupid as it may sound, I worked here to forget the past...to try to carry on and forget the heartache. It was January when I resigned from Cvg. It was March 11 when I started my training here in Sutherland. Five months I've been here was indeed a free struggle to move on. I couldn't forget him while I'm in Cvg. I had to change my environment, work at a differnt place, and get used to a place where he could also be found.

I changed my number. I slowed down in texting him. Ignored his friendster message. It was not very easy but I knew I had to be braver this time. I knew that the tears I have shed will bring a fruit to be able to move on. I found his letter to God in my bag. I found the letter I made to him a few years ago which I failed to send him...when we were still 'one'. Tears flooded my eyes again. Instead of informing him what I got, I cried a prayer to God and asked for the pain to be taken away, to be washed away, to vanish, to disappear. I asked for God's hand to touch me, to guide my hands not to do what could not be pleasing to Him. I've travelled quite far. I should be serious not to go back again. If I would find a way to communicate with Him, I would just end up disappointing myself.

I would not forget the last time we spoke on phone. I will never forget all the things he told me. I regret nothing for telling him what I felt cuz those were mere truth. The words he uttered served as a challenge for me to trudge the road alone. The words he uttered served as a reminder which kept on echoing whenever I felt like I can't carry on any longer. The words he uttered have become a sign from Heaven that we have to end it. I never regret that night I told him everything he needed to know. I never regret when I finally hung up and never called again. I do not regret anything.

For five months, I tried NOT to speak so much about him in my blog. I just sang a song which could both resonate and veil the emotions I got. I simply sang a song, not to deny what I felt, but to let go of what I have kept. I used to see him with angst. I used to remember him with a painful memory... But now, I think, he's just a good memory. A memory I do not want to reminisce anymore because we both know it's no good. (Ironic how a good memory could not be a good thing to reminisce!). A memory I will just bury in the ground and think that it was just a dream. I do not hate him anymore... Slowly, I am learning how to forgive.

Five months could be compared to a speed of light, but those five months were filled with gloomy air everytime I get home from work. The mp3 songs that were playing on my Nano were trying hardly to efface what I felt. I thought those songs could help me. Somehow they did, but then in the end, there is still 'One' thing that will really help you surrender every worldy desire that is dwelling in you.

I wanted to be wild, but then I realized if I would ruin my life, I only sank the bar and proclaimed that I'm the loser of my own game. I knew I had to find the Man I used to talk with. The Man I used to cry my tears to. The Man who always offered a shoulder and who carried me when everything seems so heavy. The day before I realized I had chicken pox, I was thinking about permanently embedding a tattoo on my body. Temptations were dancing around me as if luring me to taste them... By the grace of God, He blocked every evil in my sight. He was not the one who gave that chicky chicky pox! That disease was the consequence of my own negligence and disobedience... to Him.

Eden told me that God is a good God and He'll never teach me a lesson by afflicting me with sickness. June told me that I should not worry because 'mawawala din yang chicken pox mo.' Anma advised me to consult a doctor so that he can prescribe a medicine for me.

Within three weeks, I lay in bed... Within three weeks, I studied HTML, xHTML, and CSS... Within three weeks, I realized how God loves me still.

I will be resigning in Sutherland for two reasons: (1) I want to pursue the career i really really really want. Whatever that is, sa 'min na lang muna ni Lord yon. (2) Second, takot na ko sa sobrang holdapan dito sa Makati.

I thought there were just two reasons... Well, there is this last reason. I am resigning because finally I have fully accepted that I and my ex are not bound to be together. I have accepted it and it's not like before when deep inside I was hurting.

I think I did the right thing. I think it was right that I cried for JC (Jesus Christ)... cuz if I asked to be rescued by darkness, I know I will never feel the light today...worse, I might not be able to recover.

I love my life. I want to live longer. I know I still have a lot of things to do. I realized how great it feels to fall for Jesus Christ. He is Someone who will never abandon you in spite of the heartaches you gave Him. I don't want to hurt Him again. I don't want to cause HIm to weep again. I don't want to let go of Him anymore. I love Him...because He loved me first.

I will resign to Sutherland and Im praying that He will help me find that job He wants for me.

Thy will be done, My Lord. I will follow you now... Just don't let go...

So here I am

2006-07-31T18:52:00.000+08:00

Here I am... Please, to all who would bump into this page, pls waste your time by posting your messages on the interactive board on the right page of this blog, or by posting a comment below. Naliligayahan talaga ko pag may nagpapadala ng mensahe sa kin!

First of, I will need to announce the loss of my mobile phone. Nawala ko sya sa C.R. ng Festival Mall 2 Sundays ago. Absent-minded, tanga, engot, baliw, wala sa sarili, call me whatever you want, at inaamin ko lahat yon! Napaka-ewan ko talaga. K700i yung nawala. Bagamat di na sya uso ngyon, masakit pa rin sa loob ko nung nawala yon dahil hindi credit card ang pinambili ko don kundi "matyagang pag-iipon!" Getch?

So, wala na nga akong celphone. It's gone with the wind...

For 3 weeks that I haven't gone to work... 3 weeks and 2 days to be exact, this may sound corny, but prior to finishing the layout of this blog, God has revealed a lot of things to me.

Maybe some of you are aware about the heartache I've gone through when I broke up with my bf. I carried that for 5 months...but when I got sick for 3 weeks, only then have I finally recovered.

I'm meeting someone new now :-) I don't wanna state his name here. This guy told me I'm his answered prayer. One thing I can tell you is that he's a Pastor... Sya ung dati kong loko loko na classmate na naging kaaway ko pa 'dati'! Nakasalubong ko sya sa SM Southmall nung mga oras na naghahanap ako ng mumurahing flash drive! Hindi ako makakakita ng mumurahing flash drive sa SM, kundi sa CD-R KING ng ATC lang. Eh bakit ako dumaan ng SM? Wala lang... Don ko sya nakasalubong... He got my number. Yan pa yong mga oras na buhay na buhay pa ung celphone ko. Now, he's courting me ;-)

I believe a guy should court a girl if he is really serious. I truly believe that it's one way of showing how pure his intention is, that he's not there just for you to fall for him but for you to know that he really really really likes you before you ever fall for him. Too bad, hindi lahat ng guys ganyan :-( Bato-bato sa langit, tamaan wag magalit! Hehe...

I just told him to wait cuz I myself am not sure yet... but I'm just exceeding with joy whenever I speak with him. Wala kami pinag-usapan kundi ung passages sa Bible, Gospel songs, until it evolved to something serious..

Cge, gotta go. Gotta go back to work now. It's almost time...

My work sked:

1st break: 4:00 to 4:15pm
lunch: 5:45 to 6:45pm
last break: 8:40 to 9:00pm

Trial only

2006-07-27T01:57:00.000+08:00

Ok, this is just to test my blog. Two weeks from now, this should be up and running...

Test Only

2006-07-20T15:40:00.000+08:00

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This blog is still under construction

2006-07-19T18:23:00.000+08:00

This blog is still under construction... I apologize for the inconvenience...

You may check my friendster blog in the meantime...

http://chert.blogs.friendster.com/evanonsense/