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One Year and 5 Months After

Friday, May 7, 2010

After a year and 5 months of not being able to login here, I’m back! Though, I must admit this is just a refugee camp for me. I am maintaining a blog which is active for 5 years now, it’s here which I think, I have informed you before through the message board, same title, different provider. Anyway, I’m gonna give nothing today but updates on my life.

1. I’ve moved on, and I’m in love!

2. For the first time, I was able to stay in a company for more than 10 months! yes, I’m employed by Emerson for a year and 10 months now! But I honestly feel bored. I miss laboratory/ manufacturing life.

3. I’m gonna take the Certification for the German Language, I’ll be needing it for my next Visa application. Why? Didn’t I mention that I’m in love? And yes, he’s a German.

4. I still miss the same old things I miss a year and 5 months ago.

5. I am hoping that i.ph would not give me difficulty in the next days again so that I will be able to write here more often, together with my blogger account.

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Gloomy Wednesday Afternoon

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

I am seated here at Kerstin station since she’s not reporting to work today. It has been snowing since 7 o’clock this morning, and it does not stop. I feel like I want to chill more than do the repairs downstairs, (yeah, all the systems are working now, and I am quite busy since Monday). Now, I begin to understand what Anna was telling me when everything starts to turn white around you, and it’s December. I feel so gloomy, and nostalgic at the same time. I want to just stay at the hotel and listen to my imeem playlist of dreamsounds and quiet storm days (I actually do that right at this time, even if the boss is at the other side of the room). Uwe asked me how motivated I am today since it’s snowing and it’s beautiful at sight for me, I don’t know how to answer him, maybe the eyebags spoke for me already (yeah, I have never slept that much for days, insomnia is here again, and it’s killing me for days now).

I haven’t told anything yet about the Ronneberg and Frankfurt adventure last weekend, maybe later, I’ll tell you more…

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Glühwein, Anyone?

Saturday, November 22, 2008

The engineer seated next to my trainer talked to me today (I like that guy, actually), and the short talk was in German, good luck to me! He doesn’t speak English that well, all he knows are the basics of basics (greetings in particular). So I understood his point a little too late, all I remembered was he asked if we have plans to go out tonight or tomorrow, I said no plans yet of going to Frankfurt because of the storm, and it’s colder this time compared to recent days. He answered something, that all I remembered was the word “glühwein.” Maybe he saw the confusion on my face, so he printed something from his PC and I understood it, hahaha! Stupid me! I asked him what it tastes like, in English, he said he doesn’t know what “taste” means, hah! And I didn’t have my German dictionary earlier, I just gave all the tastes I know, sweet, bitter, sour, salty, but he didn’t answered me what Glühwein tastes like! What he meant pala was to drink some Glühwein to warm me up this time, whew! Too bad, the hotel doesn’t have any place to cook, I wanna try it now!

The procedure is as follows:

Hot Mulled Wine (Glühwein, “glow wine”)

Ingredients (serves 2-3 persons)

1 bottle of dry red wine (750 ml)
one lemon
2 sticks of cinnamon
3 cloves
3 tablespoons of sugar
some cardamom (or ginger)

Directions
Heat the red wine in a pot (don’t boil). Cut the lemon into slices and add to the wine. Then add the cinnamon, cloves, sugar and a little cardamom (to taste). Heat everything for about 5 minutes - do not boil - and let stand for about an hour. Before serving, reheat and strain. Serve in prewarmed glasses or mugs.

Some facts about Glühwein:

Mulled wine, variations of which are popular around the world, is wine, usually red, combined with spices and typically served warm. In the old times, wine often went bad. By adding spices and honey, it could be made drinkable again. Nowadays, it is a traditional drink during winter, especially around Christmas.

Of course, I made a separate research tonight, he used a different website on the print-out.

Hmmm… Ody can you bring some when you get here next week? We’ll just ask the people at the restau to reheat it, hahaha!

Worst is, I’d prepare this back in the Philippines for the Christmas eve, and that would be the time I’d get to taste this… I hope Dr. Krause still remembers his promise of treating us somewhere for this mulled wine (he said that on our first day)…

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Updating the Outdated

Friday, November 21, 2008

Okay, I’ve been here at Germany for like 11 days now, and not even a blog was made here! Well, it isn’t my fault! The IT issued this notebook a little too late (and take note, not even one tool is up now!!!).

How do I find Germany? Hmmm… Good question! I’ll try to put into list the things that I like and do not find that interesting living here, though I don’t have much experience yet since I’ve never been to other places other than Gelnhausen and Hasselroth where my hotel and company is located respectively.

1. I love the weather, though it’s very cold compared to Philippines, I think I can deal with it, even if at times I do get a nosebleed due to too much low temperature when I go out at night. Currently, it’s raining, and we’re expecting wet snow by tomorrow.

2. I love the language. Well, I did love it ever since, I just got the chance to see a lot of native speakers of Deutsch here (not only Ody this time, hehehe), and they’re so cute.

3. I like the people. Except for that two drunkards that made me ran last Saturday, I like everyone. Everyone greets everyone by the street, the shops, the church and the restaurants. They are all so friendly unlike what most people think Germans are (I even have a crush on one of the engineers, ssshhh!).

4. Most of them are Catholic too, so I love their religion as well.

5. I love the places I so far had been. Well, Gelnhausen in particular is so beautiful, with the old houses, and churches, it made me feel like I’m travelling back to Romanticism era. I’ll try to post some pics here, only after I get the chance to borrow the data cable from my friend, hehehe…

6. I hate the food. There are foods that do get what my tastebuds are craving for, but then, they are in gigantic serving! But most foods already tastes bland for me, and I hate it.

7. I hate the length of flight! It’s sooooo long and tiring!!!

That’s it for now! I’ll try to add up on the list when I get to see other cities, and that is probably when Ody comes around for vacation.

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Leaving on a Jet Plane

Thursday, November 6, 2008

We’ll soon be leaving for training. I am both excited and nervous. Hoping that the training would go on smoothly and no problem to encounter when I get there, lalo at ang visa ko eh till 20th lang, at ang flight back ko is 20th din…Hay, viel glück sa kin! hahaha!

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Remembering Them All

Monday, October 27, 2008

All Saints’ Day is fast approaching, and I am to blog about my loved ones who passed away, in fact, I remember them always, in everything I do, I keep them in my mind.

When I drink coffee at various coffee shops, Starbucks, Seattle’s Best, Gloria Jean’s or Coffee Beans, I remember Mamay, my grandfather and Nanay Toyang, my grandfather’s sister-in-law. I wonder if these baristas do know the difference of each coffee beans from each other, and which of those beans taste the best just like my Mamay and Nanay Toyang. Same feelings I got when I did watch the Coffee Prince series, I wonder if those characters really know the beans by heart. I suddenly missed my childhood when me and Mamay would harvest the coffee beans, and dry them under the sun. I would stay at the foot of each tree with a sack serving as a mat, and Mamay is on top of the tree picking the fruits manually, Mom even kept a picture of us doing this. He would then dry them according to their classification, and sell the best beans in the market. Those that he considers low-grade would be sent to the mill and ground finely for home use or for selling at our neighborhood. Not only Mamay do this, I remember all the yards of our family were filled with beans being dried, at Mamay Minong and Nanay Toyang’s place, at Mamay Domeng and Nanay Idad’s, and at Mamay Piling’s. These people have coffee as their primary source of income, in addition to citrus fruits they, too, take care of. But each of these people has a different story in my life. Nanay Toyang is remembered with coffee as well, because of the way she prepares the brewed coffee. Before I learned to appreciate Starbucks, Nanay Toyang’s coffee is my favorite. I wonder if those baristas at coffee shops have the same sentiments Nanay Toyang had that made her coffee so delicious and being looked forward to each and everyday by the whole family.

When I get to hear myths, tales and other stories about fairies, dwarves and elves, engkanto, tikbalang, manananggal, aswang, and many other characters that made Pedro Penduko a very popular character in the Philippines, I came to know Mamay Domeng and Mamay Minong first. Mamay Minong was dead and Mamay Domeng was sick by the bed already when I came to know Pedro Penduko, and Pedro Penduko was not able to convince me to believe those stories the same way these two old men made me believe them. Who would ever forget Mamay Domeng’s story about his close encounter with a tikbalang, and kapre and how he beat these creatures when he was still the barangay captain? Who would believe that Mamay Minong mistaken the half body of manananggal to be half part of banana tree? That he realized when he got back inside the house that he doesn’t have any banana tree in front of their lawn. And I don’t know if young people of our place still remember or know, how Mamay Minong caught the aswang that thrived in our barangay.

When it comes to simplicity of life, I would never forget Mamay Piling and Nanay Idad. These people who would choose a humble home made of nipa, over a house made of stone. It took a lot of effort before their kids convinced them for an “upgrade.” They are not husband and wife, by the way. Mamay Piling is a brother of my Mamay, and Nanay Idad is his cousin, who’s the wife of Mamay Domeng.

If we are to talk about history, Mamay is still at the top of my list as the greatest historian. Through him, I also was able to picture the life they had in WW II before Yamashita’s Treasure came to big screens, I already knew Yamashita by heart since a kid. If he’s still alive, I bet people would try to ask him if he knows where the treasure was buried. Also, Mamay Quirico is part of history. Together with Mamay’s story of WWII and also days before that, is a story of Mamay Quirico who died after the war. I never got the chance to know him, but he lives in my heart through the stories told by Mamay.

My fondness to TV series, movies, and anything about entertainment, I bet I owe it to Mamay as well. He’s Anna Liza’s number 1 fan. Mom said, he cried when Anna Liza died, and he watched the funeral of his most favorite actress. I knew it, that even if Anna Liza came before I was born, I knew who Anna Liza is, and her song “Somewhere in the Past.” How I knew it? Well, even if the TV is already showing Annaluna, he kept on saying, “turn the TV on, it’s Anna Liza’s timeslot already” when what he meant was Annaluna (until now, I am still confused and believed that they are the same actress). And worst, it’s Mara Clara dominating the local TV and he would insist that Judy Ann is Anna Liza. Now, I am one TV series addict as well. By the way, he’s an avid listener of “Ang Inyong Tiya Dely” as well, that I know Tiya Dely so much. Also, even if I came to appreciate 007 only at this time of my life, I already knew him, because he kept on telling me about 007’s character at For Your Eyes Only.

Whenever I feel like giving up, I remember Nanay Maring, and her husband Mamay Berto, Mamay Domeng and of course, my Mamay. They are my number 1 fan. They believed in my potential and they believe that I can be as strong as anybody else can be. Whenever I excel during my childhood days, they would flaunt throughout our barangay that I am their granddaughter and soon, I could magnify the name of our family throughout the country. No wonder, old people there and even from other barangay knows my name even if I don’t know them anymore.

There are also young people who shaped my life. One of them is Tita Nida who died of big C. I can’t forget her fight, and how strong she seemed to be despite the pains of cancer. She remained strong and she instilled in my mind to be strong even if the trials and tribulations seems to be too much for me to handle. She also helped me appreciate the value of education, that even if you’re poor, that’s not an excuse for you not to have a degree. I know PUP family also can attest to this for she was able to bring numerous students to finish college, one great act that I want to do as well.

Tito Danny also shaped a lot in my life. I dunno if I can recount all of the great things he has done when he was still alive, because I know words are not enough. All people of San Jose can testify to that. When he passed away, the whole town felt the pain of lost, not only our family. Lives of people of San Jose stopped when the news came that our Big Brother passed away. It was painful and at the same time overwhelming to see people cry even if they are not part of the family. The school that he built always reminds us of his greatness, and his unconditional love for his townsmen. He’s not a mayor, he’s just a barangay captain, yet, he seems to be well-known throughout the province as if he can be equated to our governor. That’s how BIG he is, literally and figuratively. If you wanna see how BIG he is, I wrote a blog months ago after his funeral, it’s at http://angelcyanne14.blogspot.com/2008/05/bye-tito-danny-i-will-never-ever-forget.html . How he shaped my life, there’s no exact word for that, and I don’t know if that blog is enough to share it all to everyone.

And the youngest that I surely won’t forget is definitely, Ken. He was, I guess, 10 years old when he passed away. Reason? Another Big C case, bone cancer. What he taught me was magnificent! Much taller than him when he died, and definitely much bigger. I remember the time when his left arm needs to be amputated, his mother was hesitant, but his response was full of OPTIMISM, “it’s okay, Mama, I don’t use my left arm that much, I can still eat, drink and write since I use my right hand more often.” When he was about to die, he told his mom, “mama, it’ll definitely be great at paradise, I can now see Jesus and His angels. Also, you don’t have to feel lonely, you know that Jesus already reserved wings for me, I am going to be with you always, I will be Papa’s and your angel.” His undying optimism and belief in God is truly unforgettable, that despite the pain he went through because of the disease, he was able to find something positive and worth thanking for on those events.

A lot of people have made my life as wonderful as it is right now. It’s just funny that I don’t blog about them that much, maybe because there’s very limited number of words to use to be able to share the happiness I have being able to know them and them being part of my life. I know the list can still go on and on, but these people, I believe, had shared and shaped my life the most, apart from my parents that I am thankful I still have.

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Various Thoughts

Friday, October 24, 2008

I had thought of the following quotes last night, out of the blue I was in when I got home from work. I know, it’s been months, and I shouldn’t be as depressed like this anymore, but I can’t help it, so I just wrote down my thoughts and cried myself to sleep. I hope it helped for me to forget everything…

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How would you treat a person with a frozen heart? Not someone who’s insensitive enough around her, but someone whose heart grew cold through time all because of a love that was never hers from the start.

Can somebody explain what the feeling is? It’s like you’re numb but you’re really not. Because if numbness is the right word for that, how come it’s hurting me inside?

I find comfort in crying. In crying, I get to release all the pain inside of me. When I cry, I get to fall asleep easily. In crying, I realize how things has changed around me. In crying, I begin to understand the outcome of my decisions fully. But then again, crying only makes me appear so depressed and miserable, and that’s one thing I avoid you to see.

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Missing You So Much

Thursday, October 23, 2008

It has been almost a week since I tried to blog here, but to no avail. I dunno what happened, but thanks to i.ph support group, I’m back! Hehehe…

A lot of things happened these past few days, some bad, others are good. One bad thing happened was with Kuya Rene, our IT at PTAPI. He left for Jeddah last Monday, but the management reacted exaggeratingly on his immediate resignation. Hindi ba exaggeration ang magsama ng mga pulis paghabol sa kanya sa airport, when in fact, he did nothing wrong with the company, and he tendered his resignation, when he got the chance to go on AWOL.Thank God, he was allowed to leave but then, as per information of Ate Thina, PTAPI filed a case against him at NBI for a reason we don’t know. They are simply a perfect example of what the song “Banal na Aso, Santong Kabayo” describes. Thank God, I am no longer part of that company. Another thing that happened was our visa interview yesterday. Thank God, it’s done, now I’m in waiting mode. I hope the stamp won’t be “DENIED,” hahaha! Good thing that happened is, I guess the migration thing is pushing through this January. Series of meetings happened and all are getting better, much better if what the team asked from the management would be approved, so we’re still keeping our fingers crossed.

Now, in front of me are my German books again, and Bob Ong’s book, hahaha! I doubt it if I can start with my German today, when Bob Ong’s book is staring at me. Hahaha! Ang lakas ng temptation! Hahaha!

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Overbreak

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Yikes! I’m 3 minutes and 29 seconds over my lunch break time. I should have followed my instinct when I’ve thought of going to toilet break 5 minutes before my lunch end, but I did not, thinking that I can finish my activities before 5 minutes has passed. So there, I need to be diligent this time, or else, I’m dead.

German informal classes started yesterday, and I had posted my first blog on the other site as well, but then, I am not that confident with that work, I’m planning to delete that and change it to something else. I am currently listing down frequently used words as my armour, since I’ve forgotten them already. Well, you cannot blame me, that was 4 years ago since I last used the language!

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Mein Name ist…

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Tagged by: princess ody

Rule: List all the names you were called by and the people who call you that. Tag at least 5 members of your contacts and give a comment on their site for them to know they’ve been tagged. These are the names I go by:

Nene - by my mom, dad, inay, and all my first degree relatives

Ineng- my second degree aunties and uncles call me this way

Netchie - the name I had in childhood by Ate Lou, Ate Vic, and Ate Lou’s friends (Ate Yayeng, Ate Me-anne and others I already forgot the names)

Cyril - my elementary friends call me and by other people I am not close with

Cy - to most of the people from high school to present, this name was baptized to me by Rosalie, my grade 6 buddy

Anne - to my best enemy high school teacher, Mrs. Mancia (lol)

Model - Kaye, Jabo and Gatz call me in college (they said I walk like a ramp model, hahaha! effect of Munting Teatro club training in Canossa)

Sexy - my god-daughter calls me instead of Ninang, and I love it, hahaha!

Tita Cy - by my friends in high school, but they stopped calling me this way after high school

Sheryl - by Nanay Zosing, and even if all the people corrected her several times, still, she calls me this way

Best - how me and my best friend, Karen, call each other

Sis - how Nace and I call each other

‘tol - how Debbie and I call each other aside from the Bu-names (’tol - short for utol, Filipino term for sister)

Ma’m Cy - by my HICAP friends (except for my batchmates there, of course)

Bakla - how my current gay friends call me, and also Lala

Mama Mary - by those theater kids who doesn’t know my real name, they simply call me based on my last year’s role

Ate Cy - how my younger cousins and Karen’s younger sister call me

Now I am tagging Karen, Gzle, Malon, Daye and Anna

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Busy-Busy-han

Today’s the last day of our Business Writing training, and the last day of a very complicated work schedule and we’ll be back to mid-shift starting tomorrow.

I hate it, I slept at 7am and woke up for lunch at 12:30pm, but when I tried to sleep again to complete my 8-hour sleep, I cannot bring myself to sleep again!!! I just drank a MUG of black coffee before leaving the house, but it doesn’t seem to work, now I am sleepy here at work. Damn INSOMNIA!

German classes would start this Friday, in preparation for our business trip to Germany this November. Now, I am kinda nervous because the manager/ trainer knows that I had German language class during college, but the problem is, I already forgot how to construct words in German, worst, how to think in German. Just let me read it, that’s good to go, but don’t talk to me in pure German, ‘coz I’ve forgotten it all. Now, I am planning to start another blog, and that blog would only use German as the language, no English nor Filipino, just to help myself get used to the language and feel at ease. I hope that once I get to start that blog, Ody would help me out with my German grammar and spelling…

I need another MUG of coffee so that I could start reviewing this manual for our exams tonight… I hate the feeling of being sooo sleepy, it’s like I am floating here in the office, damn!

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Will I Live Happy Ever After?

Friday, September 26, 2008

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Will You Live Happily Ever After?

So Happy Together

Romance is at the top of your list when it comes to eternal happiness. That’s fine, a lot of people are looking for love. Relationships are the best, especially when they have that elusive mixture of romance and compatibility. Remember, though, Snow White did not go searching high and low for her prince charming. Beguiled by her natural goodness, he found her and through fate or destiny made her his bride. That’s really the way true love should work. You shouldn’t have to work at it, it should be a natural thing that starts with chemistry and ends with mutual respect for one another’s thoughts and feelings.
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I took this quiz at myyearbook.com, and I was so ”what?!?” with the result. I mean, I know that those quizzes are just created for the fun of it, wala naman ata dun na created ng totoong psychologist, but hey, di naman nasagot yung question eh. Will I live happy ever after, then the answer would say that I value relationships a lot, and my happiness depends on it. Dapat ata ang title ng quiz ay: “What Would Make You Truly Happy?”

Naaliw lang ako, kaya share ko din sya dito, hehehe…

If you guys are members of myyearbook.com as well, add me up: sweeter_ion@yahoo.com.

See you at my yearbook!

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Living Like A Vampire For A Week

Kahit maulan ng malakas kahapon, di ako nag-blog, ewan ko bakit nga ba hindi? Eh tagal ko nakatanga nag-iisip ng magagawa para patayin ang oras from 11pm to 5am. Luckily, may pagkain, care of JP who would fly for training sa Washington tomorrow. After eating, wala na ko ginawa, nakatanga na lang, chika ng konti kay Xiao at Cherry, conference sa chat when 12mn came, it’s Xiao’s birthday kasi. Chat with Tina and Mike till mag-break sila at matulog. Tapos nun, wala na ulit, mag-isa na lang ako ulit dito sa station. I was supposed to bring a book, but then, wala ko maisip bilihin sa NBS, or rather, naubos ang oras ko kakaisip which book should I get, love ko lahat ng puntahan ko eh. I was supposed to get Nineteen Minutes ni Picoult, kaso ayoko nung book na wala ng plastic, tipong pinagsawaan na ng mga lurkers lang sa NBS at di talaga bumibili. So there, wala ko book kahapon, nagtyaga na lang ako magbasa ng mga old posts sa peyups.com about call center life and about companies one should not go to. Di ko na dapat bibisitahin yung forum na yun because of discrimination ng some students/ alumni nila, tipong pinasok na ng hangin ang utak nila at ang ideals nila na “matalino kami, kayo walang kwenta,” and I hate them for that! Pinagtyagaan ko pa din, wala kasi ko ma-backread sa ust.net eh, kasi naman baby pa ang new forum namin, saka walang bago dun except sa thread about the coming appreciation dinner para sa mga graduating players. Ayoko na basahin yun, nakokonsensya ko eh kasi ako wala paki sa dinner, lol!

Ngayon, ganun ulit ang life mayang 11pm, may pagkain ulit, si Xiao naman ang taya ngayon. Wala ng Tina at Mike, may final demo sila eh, tipong finals sa school. Ang difference, may dala na kong book! One Hundred Years of Solitude, yun na lang binili ko, kaloka dumaan sa NBS talaga, lahat gusto ko bilihin ang book eh, can’t make my mind which one to get first. Sabi nga ni Mama, di na sya magugulat if in the near future library na ang bahay namin sa dami kong collection ng books, from known writers to unknown ones.

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Basang Basa Sa Ulan

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

No, I am not possessed by Bob Ong this time, even if it’s raining, hahaha! Speaking of Bob Ong, the new tenant of my tita’s house KNOWS who the REAL Bob Ong is! Because he’s working there, but I was not able to ask him who that was (if the rumor about that UP professor was true or not), because I went to my best friend’s despedida party already when they moved in.

It’s the 14th storm to hit the country this year, that’s why its name starts with letter “N”, and named as Nina. And everytime there’s a storm, I always get to work soaking wet. I dunno, it’s as if wala ko dalang payong lagi, but no, I always have my umbrella with me. Oh well, that just describes how hard the rain is outside, or maybe I’m just too clumsy when walking under the rain…?!?

I guess, both information work as an explanation…

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Almost

Monday, September 22, 2008

I would have been late, if that government bus didn’t pass by. Now, I think I got one reason to thank GMA of. Darn, she was able to make me owe her one…

She almost got my approval, but not that close yet. But I like her biofuel project, I got to office early, safe and sound… I even got a 20-peso discount from Shell station that we stopped over for a couple of minutes. Twenty bucks isn’t that bad anyway, but I hope their trip schedule would increase, I was waiting by the bus stop for 30 minutes!!!

In addition to things that almost happened, my friend, Ody’s planned surprise comign home was ALMOST blown off when my aunt mentioned that Tito Pol was crying one time when they attended a party, and Trina, former contestant of Little Big Superstar (I dunno if I got the title correctly, basta it’s the one where Sarah was the host), the host’s daughter, was asked to sing for the guests. Tito Pol then shifted his focus on the alcohol to make himself drunk, because he remembered Ody who’s a great singer too, and he said that he misses his daughter a lot (ayyy, so sweet…). Luckily, I was able to cut my mom from telling her dad about her plans. < Don’t worry, Ody, it’s still a surprise, your dad thought we’ll be spending Christmas together, haha! >

Now, her dad is asking me one thing, to bring Ody something when I leave, and I have to mention this is plain Tagalog, because I dunno what is the English counterpart of some words, and I’d quote it the same way Tito Pol mentioned it to me in the death anniversary of Mamay Ino (which, I didn’t know was already dead, or was I just that forgetful already?!?).

Tito Pol: Magpapadala ko ng tatlong buwig ng saging kay Odessa ha pag-alis mo, h’wag mong pipilingin!

Me: Po?!?!? Seryoso kayo? (with my eyes staring bankly at him, I almost want to blurt out, “but Ody’s coming home to surprise you actually.”, but I didn’t blurted that out, ‘coz I know Tito Pol’s sense of humor).

So Ody, make sure you’re coming home, I’m afraid your dad might be serious about that banana, hahaha, just kidding! ;)

For those people who aren’t aware of those terms, let me describe it, “buwig ng saging” means clusters of bananas freshly picked from the tree, and not yet separated from that branch that held all the fruits and the heart, “piling” which was the root word of “pipilingin” is the typical cluster of bananas we all buy from the supermarket, so just imagine me bringing 3 buwig to Germany, it’s definitely going to be one BIG comedy show to watch (of course I wouldn’t do that even if Tito Pol is serious on his statement, Ody is coming home anyway, hehehe, pressure ito, Ody! ).

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Isa Pa Nga, 10:40 PM Pa Lang, Eh :(

Friday, September 19, 2008

Another survey from the site, actually these are withdrawn from Friendster and pasted there for fun of each forumer.

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BRANDED for less

What’s the brand of your
watch?
-► timex mango edition

2) What’s the brand of your
rubbershoes?
-► hush Puppies and Happy Feet sneakers

3) What’s the brand of your cell phone?
-► Samsung

5) What’s the brand of your bags?
-► Secosana, Leonardo, Heartstrings

6) What’s the brand of your underwear?
-► pati ba naman ito?!?..anyway, it’s triumph

7 )What’s the brand of your flipflops?
-► ipanema and banana peel

8 ) What’s the brand of your wallet?
-► penshoppe

9 ) What’s the brand of your perfume?
- bath and body works, victoria’s secret and clinique happy

10) What’s the brand of your shirts?
-► bny, bench, penshoppe, and those stuffs from divisoria and greenhills

11 ) What’s the brand of your make up?
-► shiseido

12 What’s the brand of your car?
-► none, i dunno how to drive (didn’t I mentioned it on the previous post?)

13 ) What’s the brand of your shampoo ?
-► Clear

14 ) What’s the brand of your bodysoap?
-► block and white

15 ) What’s the brand of your
sunglasses?
-► pacific blue

16) What’s the brand of your jeans?
-► herbench, but most are already from greenhills, hahaha!

17) What’s the brand of your laundry
soap?
-► i make my own, c/o formulife…

18. What’s the brand of your lotion?
-► block and white

19) What’s the brand of your
toothpaste?
-► hapee gumtech

20) What’s the brand of your ballpen?
-► pentel

21) What’s the brand of your hanky?
-► yung nabibiling 3 for 100 sa divi

22) What’s the brand of your milk?
-► milo

23) What’s the brand of your jacket?
-► G2000 saka baleno

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Blogging The Time Away

I am bound here on my workstation, literally waiting for the time to pass me by… It seems like 11pm takes forever to strike. So i took this survey out of our UST forum website and blog the time away answering this:

1. Who knows the real you?
- mom, karen my best friend, and ariel

2. When was the last time you went
out?
- hmmm… last September 7th, with Karen and Davy

3. If you could kiss anyone who would
it be?
- maybe “him”?!? (sinong him kaya magmmatch?hahaha!)

4. What song are you listening to?
- none as of this time…

5. who does it reminds you of?
- hmmm…

6. Last movie you watched?
- Step Up

7. Which of your friends live closest
to you?
- none

8. What is your favorite shirt?
- my “music grows louder and faster and harder” shirt

9. Do you drive?
- i hope i know how to…

10. What did you do yesterday?
- work… rather, sleep at work..hahaha!

11. Do you wear contacts or glasses?
- none

12. Do you trust your friends?
- only a few, karen, ariel and mickey to be exact

13. Who was the last person to call
you?
- myla, our payroll officer

14. What annoys you?
- wala naman… (angel?!?)

15. Do you want multiple piercing?
- my three ear piercings are enough

16. Your fav song in your player?
- I Could Not Ask For More

17. Last time you went to the mall?
- this afternoon

18. What was the last thing you ate?
- Skyflakes

19. Which of your friends would make
the best roommate?
- my former room mates, daye, rhoanne, rox, joan and elaine

20. Last thing you purchased?
- tortillos chips, and lucky me pancit canton

21. Last vacation you were in?
- wish I could get one…

22. Do people ever spell your name
wrongly?
- yeah! even pronounce it wrong!

23. What’s the last compliment
you received?
- I like your dress! (yeah, that’s why I bought it from U.Kay ‘coz it looks great!)

24. Who was the last friend you
hugged?
- hmmm…?

25. What do you want to say to the
person you like?
- hey, what’s up? (hahaha! liar, cy! )

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Blogging Out Loud

Thursday, September 18, 2008

I can’t think of any serious topic to discuss, not even a serious title for this come-back blog after how many days? It seems like I have been so addicted and hooked on posting at ust.net.ph forum site that I did not bother blog anything for days, or maybe it’s also because of our very complicated schedule, two days in night shift then back to mid-shift, isn’t that great?!? But despite such schedule, I enjoyed it, the training was fun, even though the trainer is a new one, not my gay crush …

Speaking of being addicted to UST forum, where we are known as the “Tiger Pack” (though it is incorrect for tigers never go in group, and pack is for wolves, but we adhere to that anyway), now I am being pressured by Doc Judd to attend the upcoming Appreciation Dinner, that is also tribute to graduating players. Of course, attached to that pressured invitation is, I have to choose at least one player or coach to sponsor. Now, I started to avoid the forum for a while to think it out. I don’t have any problem giving a pledge, but then, the problem is the schedule, I’m afraid that I might not make it on that night, kawawa naman ang ippledge ko, wala syang host for that night di ba? Buti sana kung yung pinsan ko na lang, kaso di eh, it’s totally somebody else. I really want to attend the Appreciation Dinner, but as of this moment, I am a slave of my schedule, my time dictates what I have to do today, tomorrow, next week and the weeks after.

Pa’no ko ba sasagutin si Doc Judd sa request nya?!?!?

By the way, I included sa tag ang tiger pack, I hope no lurker here would post any bad things about UST like what Isa is receiving on her FS and Multiply account. Anyway, we have decided not to waste our time on it, mas busy na kami ngayon sa Appreciation Dinner.

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Nostalgia Number 3

Thursday, September 11, 2008

I got the inspiration to blog for the third nostalgic event when I saw this album from my former technician at HICAP, Macoy. He already uploaded the pictures taken during my second to the last day (or was it already the last?) at HICAP at Friendster. Ang tagal kong hinintay yun, there was no picture taken sa phone ko kasi that time, low battery na ko (which was the reason bakit ako bumili ng bagong phone, di tumatagal ng 1 day ang 6630 ko), so nag-rely lang kami sa phone ni Roma. The pictures uploaded here (named My Previous Angels) shows how “pasaway” I was way back my HICAP days. How come? First, cellphones are NOT allowed inside the chemical preparation room as it may cause ESD damage. Secondly, caps and ESD jackets MUST ALWAYS be worn all the time when INSIDE the preparation room (or my process/ area of responsibility), not the normal room jacket only. And thirdly, horseplaying is not allowed INSIDE the area. But look closely on those pictures, we already violated the first one, and nobody could blame them, di nila kasalanan ang violation, AKO ANG NAG-UTOS na gamitin ang phone kasi di ko nahiram ang camera ng team namin nor ng safety. Violated din ang second one kasi AKO MISMO nakasuot ng NORMAL JACKET kasi nabalik ko na ang ESD jacket at cap ko, ending, pati mga newbies ng team ko (mga new technicians na nakasama ko ng barely 1 week lang) na wala pang issued ESD jacket pinapasok ko sa room para mag-take ng pictures at para di kami makita ng mga Japons (read: the PRESIDENT). At obviously, madaming wacky pose sa pics, so obvious na merong horseplaying during the picture taking. Actually, there are a lot of those pics, may mga solo-solo pa yan (feeling artista ko that day, lolz!), kaso mukhang wala pa nag-uupload sa mga angels ko ah. Nobody can blame these kiddo, their engineer (who happened to be ME that time) is one hella PASAWAY, so syempre, the staff would act the same way. I just hope na di na sila ganyan ka-pasaway, kasi mabait naman yung pumalit sa kin eh, tahimik, fresh grad, di makabasag pinggan, lolz!

I must admit, I miss them at times, at may kasalanan na ko sa kanila kasi wala na ko natetext sa kanila, kahit ang panganay ko na anak (si TINTIN) di ko na din natetext. Di ko pa din napapadala kay Vaklah (read: Tekya) ang promised ko na token of appreciation sa kanila, di na nga kasi ko nagpa-despedida, token ko man lang sa kanilang undying support, walang pagod na pagttrabaho, understanding sa mga shortcomings ko as engineer, pagpayag na mag-migrate kami to new group away from Sir Pepot’s team, pagpasok ng HOLIDAYS kasama ko, maghakot ng chemicals to and from the production to outside warehouse, pumasok ng straight (7 days a week) kasi bottleneck pa ang staff sa migration, ang mag-straight ang mahal kong anak (read: TINTIN ulit) kasi walang pumasok ng day shift kasi bagyo, at weekend yun, di ako makakapasok sa layo ng bahay ko, ang mapaaway sa ibang operators kasi kelangan gawin ang procedure na ginawa ko, ang mawindang sa gulo ng instructions ko pero carry pa din nila ang instructions nagagawa pa din ng tama, ang mapagsabihan kasi nagiging sobrang pasaway na (pero eto ata ang part na di ko nagampanan ng maayos, ang madisiplina sila). Ang dami nilang nagawa for me that I think I was not able to thank them enough. Ilan lang sa kanila ang nabigyan ko ng gift last Christmas, kasi wala pa sa akin ang responsibility para sa iba dati, kasi either newly promoted lang (like TINTIN and KUYA MHEL) or mga bagong lipat sa team ko (like ATE DHANG, KUYA MHEL’S ANGELS, and BETTY and EFHER’S BOYLETS) or mga newly hired (like MACOY and his batchmates <sorry, I’m not good with names, promise!>). Honestly, di ko na tanda names nilang lahat, I am not really good with memorizing names, di ko din alam ilan silang lahat na naiwan ko. Nakakamiss sila, sa buong panahon ng tinagal ko sa HICAP (as if ang tagal ko, hahaha!), kapag nasa process lang ako nagiging masaya. The time na nag-iisip ako if I am to forward my resignation letter, sila lang ang naiisip ko, what if umalis ako at wala pa kong kapalit, will they be taken cared of ng maayos ni Ma’am Jenny knowing sa dami ng workload nya as manager ng CCG at QC Gate. What if umalis ako, will they be loved and supported and fought for ng magiging bago nilang engineer? What if umalis ako, will they remember me and the things I did for them? But still, the need to survive won the debate, kahit anong hirap para sa kin ang iwanan sila, I have to, kasi madaming umaasa sa akin, at sa patuloy na pagbagsak ng ekonomiya ng Pinas, baka ma-frustrate ko ang family ko kung di ko tatanggapin ang offer na ito. Mabigat sa kin ang last day na yan, kahit di halata sa mga smile ko sa picture, smile lang ako, yan lang kasi ang maiiwan ko sa kanila, ang masasayang araw sa ChemPrep Room (or Epoxy Room or Fixturing Room, kahit anong itawag nila dyan, yun na yun), na dapat ko ipakita na ang CCG ay laging masaya sa kabila ng mga issue, at hirap ng trabaho, na lahat ng stress at pagod ay mabubura kung lahat sa CCG ay close friends (if you guys happen to read this: yan ha, dapat close friends kayo, chosen few ko na kayo, alam nyo na meron akong di inabsorb sa migration kasi ayoko ng away-away or gulo) at laging naka-SMILE. Sabi ko nga nun, if I am to stay, yun ay dahil lang sa kanila, di dahil mahal ko ang trabaho ko or mahal ko ang HICAP, kundi dahil mahal ko ang staff ko, ang angels ko na mga pasaway katulad ko (joke!mababait mga yan, favorite nga ni President eh).

Masyado na ko emote nang dahil lang sa pictures na yan. For sure, if Tintin or Macoy or Chelle or kahit sino sa kanila dun is currently reading this, baka maiyak na din sila (lalo na si Tintin na ang babaw ng luha, ). Nakakamiss sila, SOBRA! Minsan nga naiisip ko tanggapin offer ni Jack Tsai to go back, pero di pwede, ego ko ang kalaban ko, and more so, better future is here at Emerson. Sana nga lang one time, makapag-reunion man lang kami, makita ko ulit sila, malaman kung ano ang baby nina Melai at Rona (biruin mo pinakabata, at naunahan pa ako!?!), mapadama sa kanila how thankful I am sila ang naging technicians at staff ko, na dahil sa kanila naging madali ang lahat para sa kin sa HICAP, kahit bugbog ng trabaho eh nakaya ko kasi sila ang partners ko.

Again, if you guys happen to read this blog, I want you to know that I really miss you guys! I miss all the brainstorming, all the meetings, all the hardships, all the tears, all the laughs. Roma, tell me pag may new bf ka na, maghahanap na din ako, hahaha! Nakakamiss ang chikahan about life and lovelife. Nakakamiss panoodin ang okrayan nyo sa isa’t isa. Nakakamiss ang mga kabaklaan nyo nina Chelle. Nakakamiss marinig ang mga reklamo nyo Ate Dhang and Melai. Nakakamiss ang pangungulit nyo sa kin, both sa personal life at sa mga documents na nakakalimutan ko i-update, mga dapat ko i-PR, at mga procedures na di ko nagagawan ng standard or di ko napaparegister. Nakakamiss si Tintin pag umiiyak. Nakakamiss kayong lahat. Period. Also, I wanna thank you guys sa lahat ng nagawa nyo for me, alam nyo na yun mga yun, mga pakikinig sa kin at pag-support sa lahat ng naging projects and activities ko while still in HICAP, sa pag-understand sa lahat ng shortcomings ko, basta sa lahat lahat. Yun na yun, madrama na ko masyado, hahaha!

Grabeng blog toh, nostalgic talaga, recount kung recount, kaya ang haba…

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Tuwing Umuulan At…

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Ewan ko ba bakit kapag umuulan para kong sinasapian ni Bob Ong. Eto na naman kasi ako nagsusulat sa wikang sarili. Ganito ba ang epekto ng mabasa ng ulan? At dahil nagiging makabayan ako ngayon, sinuot ko pagpasok ang aking Masayang Mga Paa na bakya (Happy Feet wood sandals in English, hahahaha!), grabe, di pala dapat ito sinusuot pag bagyo, madaming muntik ng mangyari sa kin. Una, muntik na ko mahulog sa jeep pagbaba. Pangalawa, sa sobrang dulas nung mabasa na sya, muntik ko ng maiwan ang kaliwang bakya. Pangatlo, muntik na akong madapa pagdating ko dito sa building at merong munting baha na dapat kong suungin. Ngayon, di ko alam paano ako pag-uwi mamaya… Magttsinelas na lang siguro ako ng goma, buti na lang, meron ako nito dito sa opisina.

Di ko na susuotin ang Happy Feet pag umuulan, baka gumawa pa ko ng eksena sa mga dadaanan ko, nakakahiya.

Bakit nga ba ganyan ang pamagat nito? AH ewan, yan na ang naisip ko eh. Papatuyuin ko muna ang sarili ko, para kong walang payong sa sobrang basa ko…

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When I was a kid, I always wanted to be an angel... Soaring high in the sky and bringing smile to everyone... Now that I've grown up, I realized, being an angel isn't as easy as how I thought it is...

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