土曜日, 4月 09, 2005
"Life is what matters, life alone - the continuous, eternal process of discoveringlife - and not the discovery itself." - Fydor Dostoyevsky.
# posted by Unknown : 5:01 午後
A Good Remembrance
No sad goodbyes. Just the way I like it. I will not leave behind memories, both good and bad instead I will keep each and everyone in my heart to make me laugh when I am sad, to make me cry when I need to renew my heart, when I need to be proud when everything else messes up.
# posted by Unknown : 4:53 午後
木曜日, 4月 07, 2005
Do Your Stuff And Be Done With It
A hard and fast rule for anything and everything under the sun ~ just do your stuff and get it done and over with. No need to show off because your actions will just do it for you! This is a stuff most robust people are made of, I think ~
Don't sweat the small stuff. Although I haven't read this book yet, I find it a most practical advise to give. Why spend so much time on small-time problems where you should be saving your energy for the bigger ones!
Your actions will determine what kind of footprints you leave behind. Don't bother to drop those little pieces of bread hoping to leave a trail. That's for the birds to feast upon!
# posted by Unknown : 7:33 午後
水曜日, 4月 06, 2005
One of my faves in Batanes...overlooking Pacita Abad's house by the patio. How close can you get to serenity??? 
# posted by Unknown : 8:34 午後
Days Of Our Lives
I hang around the JP embassy for like almost 4 hours waiting in line for my visa. In this 4 hours, life unfolds before my very eyes.
One of the earliest birds that girl in tight red pants was squared to receive her visa. As her number was called, she jumped off her seat and rushed to the releasing window with eyes sparkling with anticipation. "You're visa was denied. You try again after 6 months, mam." The morning hush, the crowd buzzling was deafed by the echoing sound of the microphone.
Worried faces. Prayerful souls. Ahh~~ the Filipino people ~ clinging dearly to Our Father in dire times. Amen! But I wonder, what about the other times???
And then there's this teenager accompanied by his mother. I've eavesdropped that she has successfully arranged her son to work in a restaurant to wash dishes. Pity the child! Screw the mother, I thought! Poverty is not an excuse to pass on to your child what is your responsibility in life. And then the moment came, their number was called. He got it! The mother was dancing merrily, pulling her son out of the embassy, perhaps for fear that her dreams will be taken away from her.
The chubby, cute toddler who I think is gonna be bratty someday turned out to be half-Japanese. He kept of screaming, and whining, and running around, poor Yaya for the extra 'pasanin' and a heavy one at that.
My designated window has been sooo slow...And it seems I had enough of these side-shows until a lady was called to the last window. "I received reports from the Japan immigration...you overstayed in Japan." This fat lady said, "yes because my husband got sick." And then she gave all sorts of excuses.
"Where do you plan to stay in Japan and what is your purpose of visiting to Japan". She didn't know what to say.
Then she said, "I have a daughter, she still has no documents but she is already married to a Japanese", and she went on to say disconnected, unrelated stories.
Then the embassy staff finally said, "whatever you say, I will check against immigration records and if I found out that you're not telling the truth, you will never enter Japan again."
The fat lady's companion, a young girl which I assume is also a daughter wanted to say anything but her mother kept on kicking her, as if telling her, 'I'll handle this. zipzip!'.
When I look at these people who all wants to get a glimpse and perhaps a taste of Asia's Big Apple, I can't help but wonder, am I just really lucky these opportunities land at my lap without sweat. Sometimes I feel so ashamed of what they do, or how they behave. But I don't know their lives, I don't know their aspirations, all I know is that perhaps, they wanna go out and see how the world is.
And whenever I visit the embassy and see those girls who married Japanese guys and how lowly some people think of them, I can't help but be sad and really think about it...Do I wanna be categorized as one of them? Oh well, that's another story....
# posted by Unknown : 7:21 午後
月曜日, 4月 04, 2005
Gotten to know me???
Somewhere, somehow, someone is thinking of me....I can either be your best friend or your worst enemy. I could be the coolest person or the biggest bitch in your life. 'Coz for me, there's no such thing as the 'shade of gray'. You'll either love me or hate me. That's what I am!
# posted by Unknown : 8:48 午後
日曜日, 4月 03, 2005
The Passing Of Pope John Paul II
All Catholics in the world are surely mourning the death of Pope John Paul II.
I never really knew the Pope but I have learned from my Christian Living Class in High school that that he used to be Karol Wojtyla, Polish and the first non-Italian Pope for the past 400 years. He used to be a soldier. Somebody predicted that he will someday become a Pope. I forgot all about the details but as far as I remember, he has been a great person, forgiving your assasin is something that only a saint could do, I suppose. He has been in Manila twice, where as Madonna consistently refused to go for fear of Manila's notorious image.
But the Pope has carried on his shoulder so many burdens, and the last few times I watched him on TV, I would say that it should have really been his time. The Lord called for his return on heaven...
I am an inconsistent Catholic, that I admit. But I must say that having a leader in the name of Pope John Paul II, I am proud to be one and truly touched by his generosity, by his commitment to serve the Lord through serving the people.
Many great men walked this planet but I am blessed that in my lifetime, I have personally seen and touched by a holy man.
# posted by Unknown : 7:04 午後
Benefit Of A Doubt?!
How much 'benefit of a doubt' can you give to someone?
Until when is a person allowed to blurt out 'Give me a break?!'
Where do you draw the line that divides objectivity versus partiality?
Until when is a person allowed to blurt out 'Give me a break?!'
Where do you draw the line that divides objectivity versus partiality?
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I admit at times I feel guilty about questioning and feeling uncomfortable about that new OIC's actions. Am I just plainly cruel? Am I being unfair? Afterall, I was once new to this org. Or am I doing everyone else a favor?# posted by Unknown : 6:17 午後
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