Archive for August, 2007

27
Aug

the day that was

a little past 8 A.M.

i was having breakfast at jollibee when i heard michael buble singing "save the last dance for me." well, he definitely made my day. i don’t know why that song never fails to give me a smile. it definitely woke me up. i barely had two hours of sleep today to finish an assignment.. it’s probably because it’s such a nice song to dance to. or i’m just such a sucker for artistically/musically inclined people. i easily swoon over xys who play the guitar or who can carry their two feet on the dance floor. or heck, i just love to have the chance to dance to that tune even with my two left feet.

a little past 2:30 P.M.

i received a message saying this: "people should be able to sniff loneliness from a mile away, shouldn’t they? sometimes i think work helps drown sadness. but then nothing could be sadder than having nothing but work to live for…"

hmmm… there were additional lines after that and goddess you made me feel loved. yet, that’s not what struck me the most <although, i was happy that you said those unmentioned lines. affirmations of any form are always a welcome break>. it was the above lines that made me think. is it the story of my life???? is work all i have to live for? is it even worth it to be slaving one’s ass and yet unable to share the fruits of the labor to the very person whom you know can give you the best smile?

a little past 5 P.M.

i was reading an ethan hawke book and came upon a question; why aren’t people satisfied with who they are?

that gave me pause.

yeah. why aren’t people satisfied with who they are? people become unhappy with their lives because the things they currently have simply aren’t enough. people tend to look for what’s not on their table. there’s always the desire to have some more. acquire more and be somebody. one has got to have the newest phone model. one has to step on foreign land as roaming the philippine islands is no longer as exciting as first discovering the beauty that is traveling. one gets a raise and still the extra money isn’t enough to get one to enjoy the lifestyle that he has convinced himself he deserves.

i don’t have an answer to the question. i’m wondering about it myself. i try to tell myself that i should be thankful for what i am and what i have. however, the human that is me is as stubborn as a two year old. i simply need to have more. more time for myself. more money to roam the world. more money to help those whom i could give assistance. more load to my timezone card. more projects to get me to achieve my goals… more, more, more love.

25
Aug

missed opportunity

geez! darn other people’s lack of respect for time! i’m tapping the keys on the keyboard to release the anger swelling within me. i’m furious at the moment.

yesterday, i volunteered to come here today [sunday] to oversee a couple of people who’ll be working on our men’s room. we’d to make some alterations in the room to address some minor health concerns. our office arranged with the building admin to have some work done today at 1 P.M. i arrived five minutes before one as i didn’t want the workers to be waiting for me. i loathe the idea of making me an excuse that their work was delayed because i came in late. the clock striked 1 and no workers in sight. all right. no big deal. five minutes after, i called the guard at the front desk to follow-up on the workers and inform them that the office is already open. twenty five minutes after, still no workers in sight. thus, i asked pink dimples and miss secretary to give me the building administrator’s contact number. 1:40 PM, i called the building admin to follow-up on their workers.

the conversation went something like this:

vet: follow-up lang ta ko sa trabahante that were supposed to do some work. it’s way past 1 P.M. and they still haven’t reported.

bldg. admin: buang jud ning mga trabahante. giingnan sila nga manganhi ug domingo. pwede hulaton lang nimo kadali. gi.follow-up naman ni architect. sunday man gud ron. amo lang gud to gihangyo maayo ang plumber mo.anhi. in fact, we had to pay him double pay just to come here.

vet: then there’s no reason why they [the plumber and another worker] shouldn’t keep their appointment. please lang ko follow-up kay i’ve other tasks to attend man and that’d mean i’d have to extend more hours if they come in real late.

bldg. admin: yes, hulata lang jud kadali. gi.follow-up naman to ni architect. di man gud ta kapugos sa trabahante na moanhi. sunday man gud ron…..

vet: [in my head: yada, yada... those were your opening lines, duh?...like if you can't ask your workers to come on sunday, why the heck did you arrange some work done on this day?]

vet: anyway, just make sure they’ll be here.

ten or so minutes after. a woman appeared at the front door of our office.

woman: were you the one who called earlier?

vet: yes, anything i can help you?

woman: i’m here to tell you that di maka.anhi ang plumber. ni saka lang ko para maingnan tika na pwede na ka maka.uli.. wala man gud diay sila kapalit ug ‘kapras’? [or whatever part that was she mentioned/] Sunday man gud ron. Sira ang hardware. La kapalit ang plumber. Inform tika para maka.uli na ka.

vet: ah, what does it mean? what about tomorrow? sure na sila maka.anhi?

woman: o. they’ll be here by 10:00 AM. unsa na lang gani diay kulang nila?

vet: am not sure really. but, please lang ko to make sure. naa man gud mag.partition ugma so maghulat na pud ang mag.partition if magwork pa imo tawo sa tubo.

woman: aw problema nana nila. basta tomorrow mi magtrabaho.

vet: [what?????????] just make sure, they’ll be here. they’re your workers so make sure that they attend to their job.

woman: right, amo man gyud gi.follow-up amo trabahante.

vet: [some kind of follow-up you're doing]

after the woman left. i was so furious. it was so easy for her to tell me to go home. it was like she expected me to be happy that i could go home earlier than planned. geez, that woman! if she knew that working on a sunday isn’t feasible, then she shouldn’t have made the sunday arrangement with us.

hmmm, i intended to do some work today, so the cancellation shouldn’t have mattered, right? it shouldn’t have. true. but it irked me that she robbed me of the opportunity to make other plans. i could have gone with my sister to bantayan today if not for the arranged work schedule.

23
Aug

spread the habit: reading

i’m one of those who finds pleasure in reading. however, i can’t pretend nor claim that i’m a voracious reader. haha, in fact, my "have read list" is rather pitiful. anyway, got the idea below from yam’s page.

Look at the list of books below:
- Bold the ones you’ve read
- Italicize the ones you want to read
- If you are reading this (and haven’t participated yet), tag, you’re it! (But only if you want to be it!)
- If there are any books on this list that I didn’t italicize and you think I should read, let me know in comments.

  • 1984 (George Orwell)
  • A Fine Balance (Rohinton Mistry)
  • All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten (Robert Fulghum)
  • A Prayer for Owen Meany (John Irving)
  • A Tale of Two Cities (Charles Dickens)
  • A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (Betty Smith)
  • A Woman of Substance (Barbara Taylor Bradford)
  • Angels and Demons (Dan Brown)
  • Angela’s Ashes (Frank McCourt)
  • Anna Karenina (Leo Tolstoy)
  • Anne of Green Gables (L.M. Montgomery)
  • Atlas Shrugged (Ayn Rand)
  • Blindness (Jose Saramago)
  • Brave New World (Aldous Huxley)
  • Bridget Jones’ Diary (Helen Fielding)
  • By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept (Paulo Coelho)
  • Catch-22 (Joseph Heller)
  • Charlotte’s Web (E.B. White)
  • Confessions of a Shopaholic (Sophie Kinsella)
  • Crime and Punishment (Fyodor Dostoyevsky)
  • Deception Point (Dan Brown)
  • Digital Fortress (Dan Brown)
  • Dune (Frank Herbert)
  • East of Eden (John Steinbeck)
  • Emma (Jane Austen)
  • Ender’s Game (Orson Scott Card)
  • Fall on Your Knees (Ann-Marie MacDonald)
  • False Memory (Dean Koontz)
  • Fear Nothing (Dean Koontz)
  • Fifth Business (Robertson Davis)
  • Flowers for Algernon (Daniel Keyes)
  • Gone With The Wind (Margaret Mitchell)
  • Great Expectations (Charles Dickens)
  • Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (J.K. Rowling)
  • Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (J.K. Rowling)
  • Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (J.K. Rowling)
  • Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (J.K. Rowling)
  • Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (J.K. Rowling)
  • Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (J.K. Rowling)
  • I Know This Much is True (Wally Lamb)
  • In The Skin Of A Lion (Michael Ondaatje)
  • Interview With The Vampire (Anne Rice)
  • It Was on Fire When I Lay DOwn on It (Robert Fulghum)
  • Jane Eyre (Charlotte Bronte)
  • Jonathan Livingston Seagull (Richard Bach)
  • Kane and Abel (Jeffrey Archer)
  • Les Miserables (Victor Hugo)
  • Life of Pi (Yann Martel)
  • Little Women (Louisa May Alcott)
  • Lord of the Flies (William Golding)
  • Love in the Time of Cholera (Gabriel García Márquez)
  • Memoirs of a Geisha (Arthur Golden)
  • Midnight (Dean Koontz)
  • Not Wanted On The Voyage (Timothy Findley)
  • Of Mice And Men (John Steinbeck)
  • One (Richard Bach)
  • One Hundred Years Of Solitude (Gabriel Garcia Marquez) *
  • Outlander (Diana Gabaldon) *
  • Pride and Prejudice (Jane Austen)
  • Rebecca (Daphne DuMaurier)
  • She’s Come Undone (Wally Lamb)
  • Shogun (James Clavell)
  • Sole Survivor (Dean Koontz)
  • Taipan (James Clavell)
  • The Alchemist (Paulo Coelho)
  • The Art of War (James Clavell)
  • The Bible
  • The Bourne Identity (Robert Ludlum)
  • The Bourne Supremacy (Robert Ludlum)
  • The Bourne Ultimatum (Robert Ludlum)
  • The Catcher in the Rye (J.D. Salinger)
  • The Celestine Prophecy (James Redfield)
  • The Clan of the Cave Bear (Jean M. Auel)
  • The Count of Monte Cristo (Alexandre Dumas)
  • The DaVinci Code (Dan Brown)
  • The Diviners (Margaret Laurence)
  • The Divine Secrets of the Yaya Sisterhood (Rebecca Wells)
  • The English Patient (Michael Ondaatje)
  • The Face (Dean Koontz)
  • The Five People You Meet In Heaven (Mitch Albom)
  • The Fountainhead (Ayn Rand)
  • The Good Earth (Pearl S. Buck)
  • The Grapes of Wrath (John Steinbeck)
  • The Great Gatsby (F. Scott Fitzgerald)
  • The Handmaid’s Tale (Margaret Atwood)
  • The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (Douglas Adams)
  • The Hobbit (J.R.R. Tolkien)
  • The Kite Runner (Khaled Hosseini)
  • The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (C. S. Lewis)
  • The Little Prince (Antoine de Saint-Exupery)
  • The Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring (J.R.R. Tolkien)
  • The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King (J.R.R. Tolkien)
  • The Lord of the Rings: Two Towers (J.R.R. Tolkien)
  • The Lovely Bones (Alice Sebold)
  • The Mists of Avalon (Marion Zimmer Bradley)
  • The Notebook (Nicholas Sparks)
  • The Outsiders (S.E. Hinton)
  • The Pearl (John Steinbeck)
  • The Pillars of the Earth (Ken Follett)
  • The Poisonwood Bible (Barbara Kingsolver)
  • The Power of One (Bryce Courtenay)
  • The Red Tent (Anita Diamant)
  • The Secret Garden (Frances Hodgson Burnett)
  • The Secret Life of Bees (Sue Monk Kidd)
  • The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (Ann Brashares)
  • The Stand (Stephen King)
  • The Stone Angel (Margaret Laurence)
  • The Stone Diaries (Carol Shields)
  • The Summer Tree (Guy Gavriel Kay)
  • The Thorn Birds (Colleen McCullough)
  • The Time Traveller’s Wife (Audrew Niffenegger)
  • The World According to Garp (John Irving)
  • To Kill A Mockingbird (Harper Lee)
  • Tuesdays with Morrie (Mitch Albom)
  • Ulysses (James Joyce)
  • Veronica Decides to Die (Paulo Coelho)
  • War and Peace (Leo Tolstoy)
  • Watership Down (Richard Adams)
  • White Oleander (Janet Fitch)
  • Wizard’s First Rule (Terry Goodkind)
  • Wuthering Heights (Emily Bronte)
21
Aug

denise’s 1st birthday

july 22, 2007

the date gave me an excuse to fly to ibajay, aklan. july 22, 2007 was the day dobe and manny celebrated their daughter’s first birthday. denise amber turned one and the proud parents threw her a bash by the beach. the children’s party was real fun despite dobe’s anxiety that the party would be a disaster. she couldn’t help but be anxious as she took it upon herself to arrange everything, instead of asking a professional to do the organizing. anyhow, here are the pix of the party. hehe, not much pix of me as i was the designated party photographer. not that it matter, LOL!! [just selected pix as i've reached my limit]

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17
Aug

Sonnet XVII

[100 Love Sonnets, 1960 - Pablo Neruda]

i’m not much of a fan of poetry. however, as i was browsing for a good quote i came upon the above-titled sonnet. whew!! i can’t help but think about - you. the elusive one. if only you exist. anyhow here’s to you: wherever and whoever you are…..know that as early as now…. damn, you’re something.

I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

will there ever be a chance to meet you? or

will i ever have enough courage to acknowledge that you exist?

13
Aug

voices…..

it’s 12:27 on my pc’s clock. just got back from a late dinner of yang chow minus shrimp and spring onions topped with shanghai rolls. as i got out of chowking, i heard a strong voice in my head;

you no longer want to do this, vet.
slaving and staying in the office way past midnight.
you want to be home.
not to your family. at least, not to where your folks and siblings are.
you want a family of your own. a husband and children, or at least a kid.
you want to play mother … wife and be grounded…

naah… illusion. BIG TIME.

how could it become a reality when you yourself refuse to do things differently, vet?
right. i’m vehemently opposed to going out of my way just to meet that elusive one, if he ever exists in my realm.

what’s the trigger this time, vet?
why these thoughts again?
last i recall you’ve resolved that you’re okay on your own.
that there’s so much to look forward in your life.
a place you’ll eventually own.
numerous stuff to buy to make that place a home.
opportunities and lots of opportunities to travel, and explore the world.
complete freedom.

simple.

dilemma.

crossroads.

you like someone.
the logical side of you screams there’s no future ahead.
primarily because the other person doesn’t know you exist.
part of you clamors to do the same thing that you did with h.s. him.
tell him the truth.
yours. not his. it shouldn’t matter, should it?
yet, you don’t want to lose face.
part of you is scared of what the other person will think of you.
a bigger part of you is merely curious.
know the person and get over the novelty.
can’t. won’t. afraid of things i might discover. learn.
another part is detached. it’s my truth, not yours.

hope.

faith.

darn, these thoughts.

all right. back to TOEIC.

snap.

end.

08
Aug

travel tale

july 21

ortiz wharf - ortiz st., iloilo city.
this is the boat station in iloilo to hoskyn port at jordan, guimaras. wooh! that’s the first word that came out of my mouth. i thought the cab driver was joking. the place was very, ah… "not pleasant." it’s like in the middle of a squatter’s area. there’s some odor that’ll offend those with delicate sensibilities. well, it’s not really offensive - but the place is far from clean. the cab driver assured me that he has indeed taken me to ortiz wharf going to guimaras. so then, i hauled my ass off the seat and took my backpack out of the cab. "all right, vet. you can do this. you’re intent on doing this side trip before heading to ibajay, aklan to attend a birthday party."

off i went. carried my backpack on my shoulders and the gift in my left hand. walked straight and found a very tiny booth with a sign "TICKETS" [if i remember correctly]. asked the ticket attendant if the tickets were for ferries going to guimaras. the woman nodded yes, and thus handed her a 20-peso bill [hehe, i saw a man before me hand the woman a 20-peso bill, i sorta just followed him as i had no idea how much the ferry fare was]. the woman handed my change [i counted 9 pesos, thus fare was 11] and a makeshift ticket. hehe, super ingenious. the ticket was made of a used prepaid cellphone call/text card. front part was just covered with a white paper and the name of the ferry written on it. with the ticket in hand, i proceeded to where some people carrying bags headed. mein, notwithstanding the poor state of the boat station, the view from across the station was simply amazing. well, i found the view spectacular. it was one big island surrounded by very calm waters. it was unfortunate, however, as i didn’t take any picture. this was because i allowed fright to get the better of me. as the place wasn’t conducive to displays of possessions worth grabbing, unsafe at least to my mind. i couldn’t back this up with statistics though. anyway, i hopped on the ferry and 15 minutes after, i arrived at hoskyn port in jordan guimaras.

now, where to vet?

hmmm, last i remember from my ever reliable Lonely Planet Philippines book and some stuff from the net, the place i was headed for can be found in the town of nueva valencia at sitio alubihod. i was actually headed for Raymen Beach Resort found in Alubihod Beach, Nueva Valencia, Guimaras. According to a Virtual Tourist forum member, one may take a jeepney and ask to be dropped off at the town of Nueva Valencia. From Jordan [hoskyn port], it’d take roughly 45 minutes to get to the town’s center and then transfer to a trike for a 15-minute drive to the resort.

wookie, i got it covered. not.

the jeepneys parked near the port don’t exactly have the same signboards that we have here in cebu. thus, feigning thirst - i went to a nearby sari-sari store, bought a bottled water, and asked which jeepney was bound for nueva valencia. the store attendant gave me directions using a dialect i didn’t understand. it was a good thing she pointed her fingers to where the jeepneys were parked as i had no clue what she just said. hopped on the jeepney. interestingly, the jeepney didn’t wait for the vehicle to be full. as we were nearing the town of nueva valencia, an "only-in-the-philippines" scene greeted me. the jeepney was filled to capacity. more even. as in the jeepney’s whole middle aisle was occupied by more passengers sitting on what we referred in cebu as "extension seats." what’s even more interesting was what i saw at the poblacion. take this: passengers hand a makeshift claim tag to the jeepney’s "konduktor", then the "konduktor" goes to a store in the market to get what the passenger has purchased earlier. additionally, unlike here in cebu where passengers fight to get the seat nearest the jeepney’s rear, the people in guimaras actually move towards the driver to give room for those who just came in.

45 minutes… hmmm… where the heck is nueva valencia? nagkabukid man, hmmmm…. only then did i ask the teenager beside me and learned to my horror that we’ve passed by the poblacion several minutes ago [the stop where makeshift claim tags exist]. paets….

"ah, miss…can you tell me when we get to the next stop?"
"okay."
"where’s the next stop, anyway?"
"sa alubihod"
bingo!
"hey, that’s actually the place i’m headed."
a few minutes after, the teenager told the konduktor that i’m getting off at alubihod.

waahhhhhhhh…. the jeepney stopped in the middle of nowhere. "patay na jud ka, vet. nag bora na lang unta ka, at least you’ve been there and you’re a little bit familiar with the place. hala na… just walk."
bless me, a few steps and there it was: Raymen Beach Resort.

nice place. nice beach. let it be said that if given the chance, i’d like to visit it again.

[carousel at iloilo airport - raymen beach resort at alubihod beach, nueva valencia, guimaras - trappist monastery [san miguel? guimaras] 2nd to the last - hoskyn port, jordan, guimaras …last pix - ortiz wharf, iloilo city… taken on my way back to iloilo]

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06
Aug

update on the mission

earlier this year, i deluded myself into thinking that i could
achieve what i’ve always dreamed as far back as high school: getting a house and living on my own. though i’ve wanted to have a house of my own, or even a room at least - i never dared act on it for the reason that i just couldn’t afford it. not if i’ve only my salary to depend on. the thought of being in debt for the next 25 years scares the hell out of me. i just couldn’t face the fact that in the next 25 years, a bigger part of my payroll will go to a certain government agency. no way. then i saw owner-of-the-room-i-envy-in-the-office-slash-mr.restart. he was super excited with having a house of his own. as in, i didn’t see any hesitation whatsoever about going for it, even knowing that perhaps "ma.utangan" for life. the sheer determination and utter belief in himself that he could get the house on his own made me reassess my own capabilities. seeing that strong belief in himself that it’s possible made me think that perhaps, i too, could achieve it. heck, i’m paid higher than him - thus, carry ra pud siguro nako. haha, i failed to mention that he knows a lot of "rackets" to earn him few more bucks. but that’s beside the point. so yeah, acting on that inspiration that i too could do it, i paid the reservation fee about eight months ago. settled the equities four months ago. two weeks ago, however, i learned that i couldn’t get a loan for my actual need. you see, there’s a ruling that the government affords only 95% of the property’s appraised value as loanable amount. so i was told that i could only loan XXX amount, and that the remainder will be considered additional equity. this amount i would have to pay in the next few months until january of next year. all right, carry pa vet.

a week ago, i got another call by the developer telling me that the contracts [loan application, contract to sell, mortgage agreements and a whole lot more..] are ready for me to sign. i’m talking about 100 or more pages of agreements which my busy schedule doesn’t allow me to peruse closely, and yeah, it’s a stupid act - i signed all of them saved for one agreement that i totally dig]. anyway, so last saturday i went to the developer’s office to drop the signed contracts. to my horror, i’m in for more payments in the guise of "move in fees," "homeowner’s fees," "insurances," and that amount that the developer has to get because the government takes out an advance payment for something. so there.

now i’m thinking? kaya pa vet?

huhu, we’ll see.

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woh, happy 100th entry to me!!

03
Aug

28 special pips

wow! i officially turned 28 yesterday. curiously, i haven’t given this birthday much thought. it’s not because i’m broke on this day, because I’m usually am every year. compared to last year’s excitement of turning 27, i didn’t feel any iota of excitement for this day. i wouldn’t say that it’s because i’m getting older by the year. this reason wouldn’t slide with me as i’ve learned from an officemate-slash-rockstar that people’s age gets stuck at 24 and i kinda feel that i’m stuck at 24 myself, hehehe… add to that, my mother often tells us that only carabaos grow old, not people.

anyway, as i’ve done in the previous years - i make it appoint to thank one person each year during my birthday. it’s actually a new tradition, so haven’t thanked many people yet. this year i couldn’t pick one single person to focus my gratitude on. thus, i’ve decided to list the 28 people that first comes to my mind and holler a one-liner gratitude. not that these people only deserve a liner. god knows how much these people mean and matter to me. some i don’t actually get to hangout on a daily basis, but i’m forever grateful for the things i’ve seen in them which in effect help me become the crazy person that i am now…i limit the people included in my list to those i’ve known by virtue of the school ID and the company ID. the names on the list are not arranged according to their importance to me. hehehe, going the safest route: arranged alphabetically.

i’m very, very, very grateful to — for teaching me:
cel – that one doesn’t have to be vocal about things to stick to your principles and to fight when necessary
chin – that life’s full of bullshit, yet despite that you should make an effort to rise above one’s circumstance
claire – that one should think long term and make the best of all the blessings thrown my way.
debi — that the strength of a woman’s character is incomparable and though married life has its downside, it still is a beautiful thing
dennis – that one shouldn’t rush, take a pause, and study your problems carefully before you plunge into the abyss
dobe – that there’s nothing that will be accomplished if one keeps complaining without moving one’s butt to get the changes sought
don – that there are men who can be faithful and dedication to work has its rewards
edwin – that responsibility is a BIG thing and one shouldn’t leave the discussion table without coming up with a solid and sound resolution
florence – that guts is important when you want to achieve or get more experience out of life
godfrey – that gentleness has a place in this earth and being focused with life and having drive are truly important
ivy – that there’s nothing wrong with being practical, and that one must tread on the path of life without fear
jen – that it’s very important to keep sane friends by your side and to let them go when they are ready to fly on their own
joan – that there’s nothing wrong with showing passion and loving a hundred percent
john — that dreams are achievable if you put your faith on yourself, you work hard, and believe in the dude above
jonathan – that life isn’t boring, that much like music it has different tunes and you learn to adapt with the tune
juliet — that problems cease to become problems if you put laughter and perspective
kram – that there comes a point in your life where you want to be grounded and you have to work at it hard
ley – that sometimes silliness is as important as breathing itself
line – that leading a single life isn’t an anomaly and that on your own life could still be wonderful
marini – that the greatest mistake a person can do is to compare your life with that of another’s as being a mere observer is never enough to know each individual’s triumphs and troubles
michelle – that traveling is an experience to be savored and must be done often
muriel – that keeping in touch with friends and remembering them is such a pleasure and a great affirmation of your worth
mylah – that there’s value in sharing your talent and part of your life to people
peachi – that a person has a choice to go the destructive way or choose to live and be happy amidst pain
toto – that work ethic is not an obsolete idea, it lives on and nothing’s odd with you if decide to uphold it
wena – that being a bitch can be useful so long as you don’t step on helpless mortals and if they didn’t ask for it
yam – that love for books is IN, and that keeping to yourself doesn’t necessarily mean you don’t care about the people around you
yogi– that there’s no reason a person cannot travel to foreign lands as going there only takes a simple decision: buy the ticket

pahabol: thanks to cel, chin, dennis, don, edwin, juliet, kram, ley, line, toto, and yam… the people who made a tingbitay birthday fun: here they are partying inside a cramped office…

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