• First year anniversary of Run, MD! Run!
  • Run, MD! Run! Was created for the main purpose of encouraging me to run at least twice a month. Well, so far, I’ve only managed to run twice this year and with 4 days left of this year, I don’t think that number’s gonna increase. But anyhow, thanks for everyone who bid their greetings for this milestone.
• I didn’t get the promotion I applied for but I got in to a leadership training
  • Yes, I got depressed for quite a long time after that and actually considered choosing another job but after a few months, I got in to this leadership training and I am now on a manager relief role. I’m not yet there, but I’m getting there. But it’s one hell of a path to get there. I just hope I survive (but please let me get the promotion).
• I went to Singapore
  • It was better than Hong Kong. I enjoyed it because there’s more to see in Singapore than in Hong Kong and it’s easier to get along with the locals since they speak and understand functional English. But then I had less money when we went to Singapore than when we went to Hong Kong. I don’t know. Maybe it’s just that Singapore’s more expensive than Hong Kong.
• Photography
  • I got into photography shortly after the Singapore trip. I enrolled in a Basic Photography class. My expectations: a class full of clueless brats who can afford a DSLR. Reality: a whole bunch of semi-professionals who enrolled to Basic Photography to get through Advanced level then to Wedding/Landscape Photography. Ending: I felt like crap. All my photos are worse than when I took them using my very first camera phone. Only with a bigger file size. Fuck.
• Busy, busy, busy
  • I became so busy with the leadership program then photography, then work, then sleeping. I was so tired on weekdays that I have to allot a day during the weekend just to allow myself to get back all the hours I lack in sleep. In the end, I couldn’t pay much attention in my leadership class; I was so busy with work that I didn’t had the time to properly plan my finale photo for the class that the critic that I got from my photo was “inappropriate” and “amateurish”; I was so mad most of the time that I got in to so much verbal fights that I thought I’m going nuts and I considered getting into an anger management class. But I thought it’s another time I had to subtract from my restless week… bad idea.
• Fat
  • I started the year weighing 140lbs. That’s why I wanted to run to lose some of that weight and then get into a gym to turn that fat into lean muscles. Didn’t happen. Like I said, I was so busy that lack so much sleep and I compensated with eating just so I won’t disintegrate at work. Now I weigh around 160lbs and my neck started fusing with my face, I lost my jaw line.
• Rufus and Rover
  • We bought Rufus for my birthday but then a week later he died of canine parvo-virus. A month later, we bought Rover and we thought we’re gonna keep him forever. Life is a bitch and decided to fuck me and took Rover from us after 3 months. I’m gonna tell you more about this on my next post. But before I do, let me just say, “Fuck you, life, for taking Rufus and Rover from us”.
• Bankruptcy
  • Because of the vet bills and medicines and all other expenses with Rover and Rufus, I drained my savings account dry. I didn’t get to spend Christmas with my older brother who happens to be the only one in my family who’s still in the country but then probably already hates me for not spending Christmas with him. I didn’t get to see my nephews and youngest who was born on Christmas day because I don’t have money: money to give them and money for a jeepney ride to their houses.

There’s a lot more but I can’t say it here. But I think that’s more than enough reason why my 2011 sucks big time and this is what I have to say about it…

Although there were some ups but the downs far outweigh it so yeah… F**K YOU 2011.

So what if the world’s gonna end on 2012, it sure beats living 2011 all over again.

Disclaimer: You’d probably think that I have the rich kid problem, but let me just point out that I’m not really complaining. I’m just contemplating on how bad the year was for me but yet I’m still alive. If 2011 is this much suck-y for me, then the future looks bright since it couldn’t get any worse than that…

I think…

I hope.

I’ve tried several times to write something using the WordPress app on my phone, but that didn’t do me good. I attempted to write about Rufus, our first dog, but I thought it was too long and maybe no one would read it.

Rufus is a 3-month old Shih Tzu when we first got him days after my birthday. We had him examined by a vet and was told that he needs to stay in our house for a week more before we proceed with the normal grooming and shots. We took him home and had to keep him in the carrier that we bought him with. It was the most heart-breaking sound when he cried through the night but we had to be strong to make him used to being alone at night. In the morning, we took him out for a walk around the neighborhood, we were the happiest seeing Rufus run and sniff around.

Saturday morning, I went home from work to feed Rufus. I felt bad because I had to leave him right away because I had a class that day. I didn’t place him back the carrier because I thought it’s too small for him. Instead, I placed him on his leash and left. Before I locked the door, I heard him cry. When I got home, we bought him a crate and he looks like he loved it.

Sunday, we stayed home to play with him the whole day. I loved the way he would crawl in the space between the bean bag where I would normally sit and the sofa. There he would beckon for me to scratch his belly and he would go straight to sleep.

Monday, I left early for work and went back the next morning @ 4am. Here I fed him right away but noticed he didn’t eat any of the food I gave him. I thought he’s probably not in the mood to eat. So I placed him back in his crate and went to sleep. When I wake up @9am, we found some vomit on the tray under his crate and I wondered where that came from since he didn’t eat that morning. I thought he might have just eaten something that didn’t agree with him. But when we tried to call him, he won’t move and appeared lethargic. We immediately rushed him to the vet where we found that he had Parvo. We were told that he had a 50/50 chance of surviving.

The next day, I called the vet for updates on Rufus but I was told that he wouldn’t eat and kept vomiting and his stool is still soft. I feared for the worst. We visited him for 3 days and noticed that he would try his best to still respond when although we were told that his health is not improving.

Friday morning, it was my turn to visit and I’m stuck in traffic on my way to the vet. I received a call from the Vet and was told that Rufus can’t breathe anymore, I was already crying. I told the cab driver to hurry. Just a few meters from the vet’s clinic, I received another call and this time a lady spoke to me saying that Rufus had already passed away. When I was called to get inside the operating room, I saw lying on the table the life-less body of Rufus. I cried so hard.

We were told that it’s impossible that Rufus caught the virus when he was with us since the virus had an incubation period of 7 to 14 days. Rufus may have had the virus already when we bought him. Funny because Rufus had the slip with all these vaccines showing he should’ve had immunity to this virus. We were told that the pet shop we bought him from may have just injected the vaccines themselves or probably didn’t do it at all.

The most heart-breaking part of it is that he is our first pet and we didn’t even had the chance to bathe him or had him groomed.

Now I understand why certain pet owners go to the extent of pampering their pets that it sometimes border exaggeration. Those days, no matter how few, when we went home and see Rufus jumping and barking at us made us alive once again and made us feel that someone’s waiting for us. Now I understand what made me cry when my uncle had our family dog killed for pulutan.

Rufus is just one in thousands of dogs sold in pet stores for a bargain price and probably meant nothing to the owner than a few thousand pesos. He is just one in thousands of dogs, everyday that are abused and killed because they couldn’t get a home. We’re just glad that we took Rufus out of that place and we somehow managed to make him feel loved and made us feel loved no matter how brief.

1. Huwag Kang Kupal. Konting lakas ng hangin, konting ulan… Yun lang, wag kang masyadong pasikat. Wag masyadong manalanta. Third world country kami, maawa ka naman. Dapat steady lang.

2. Iwasan ang weekdays. Dapat weekends lang. Maraming maabala. Oo, matutuwa ang mga batang nag-aaral dahil suspended ang classes. Pero hindi naman waterproof ang mga empleyado.

3. Snow. Instead of puro tubig ka, try mo namang mag-snow. Remember, climate change, yan ang uso. Ulanan mo naman kami ng snow para mauso rin ang trench coat and fur boots. Swear, matutuwa ang 9 Million Filipinos.

4. Forget Legacy. Ok, hindi ka man maalala at magmarka forever sa history bilang isa sa mga memorable bagyos in the country since hindi na nauulit ang pangalan ng mga malalakas na bagyo, may chance ka naman maipangalan ulet next year. Imagine the publicity?!

5. 11 to 3 Window. Kung hindi mo man talaga mapigilan ang iyong hinagpis dahil nautusan ka lang ni Papa God, baka naman pwedeng sa loob ng window na ito ka lang manalnta? I know, 4 hours lang pero sorry, ito lang ang nakikita kong pwede. 11am to 3pm, ito ang oras na pinakamainit. 11pm to 3am, ito yung oras na lahat ng tao ay either tulog or nasa safety na ng opisina.

Anyhow, inihaw, in the end ikaw pa rin ang masusunod. Kahit may issue ngayon sa population control pero sad pa rin malaman na maraming namamatay sa pananalanta ng mga bagyo. Oo, kinukunsensya kita. T@ng#n@ m*, maawa ka naman!

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I want to lay it down first. Being “Raptured” doesn’t mean you died. The idea came from the Biblical verse in 1 Thessalonians 4:15 saying “… and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.” Meaning, you are still alive and you got lifted up to the Lord to be with Him along with the others who have lived their lives for the Lord. This is not like the Noah’s ark where the righteous are saved and left behind. In the Rapture, the righteous are saved and the unrighteous is left behind to suffer the Tribulation.

Tribulation, in theory is the time after the Rapture where everyone left behind will experience worldwide hardships, disasters, famine, war pain and suffering which will wipe out more than 75% of all life on earth before the Second Coming takes place.

Well, since the “Rapture” and “End of the World” didn’t happen, does it mean we can now go back to our normal lives? No! I’m not talking about 2012, that’s another inaccuracy waiting to be revealed. I’m talking about the different “End of the World” scenario.

I was once told that “the end of the world happens every day to some people because they die”.

Stunning? I know.

Which puts me into another note on the RH Bill… Thousands die of STD related illness especially HIV which is mainly caused by unprotected sex. Let me just say for one that I am pro RH Bill. Screw the Catholic Church’s position based on the Bible’s quote to “Go forth and multiply”. First, that was for Adam and Eve, it’s just the two of them then so there’s nothing to do but multiply.

Let’s just put Jesus as an example. He never got married (let’s set aside the Mary Magdalene, Holy Grail argument for now, which by the way doesn’t have a grain of truth), never had children. Does that mean, he broke God’s “Law” of going forth and multiplying? No.

This “Law” doesn’t apply to the 80+ millions of Filipinos mostly dying of hunger.

Which brings me to my second point: when God commanded Adam and Eve to multiply, they are not suffering from hunger brought by poverty caused by corruption. Yes, the RH Bill will not necessarily solve our problem on poverty but it will somehow help that family of 13 children and that little adolescent thinking of giving up his/her virginity because his/her friends are bullying him/her.

I was at a Christening the last Sunday and was a bit annoyed by how the priest shoved the anti-RH Bill sermon to a bunch of people who are clearly pro-RH Bill. Yes, we kept our mouth shut and giggling under our breath especially when the priest started reading a poem. It’s about a baby writing to his/her future parents how she wanted not to be a part of a plan and that in the end all he/she wants is to be wanted.

That sermon put me into thinking, if your child is to be brought up in a family of 13 and with nothing to feed him/her because you didn’t think of his/her future, wouldn’t that count as if you didn’t want him/her. Wouldn’t planning for something would mean you wanted it?

I’ve nothing against priests and Catholicism. In fact, I was astounded how my Theology 12 professor in UST answered our question “Why is the church against contraceptives?” She answered, “It’s not that we are against population control. I mean 80 million people and growing, that’s number alone needs more than controlling. But what the church wants is to keep sexual intercourse under the sanctity of marriage.” I believe her.

The RH Bill will not force you to wear a condom during sex or swallow pills nor will it push everyone towards abortion. I also get the anti’s side that sex shouldn’t be promoted outside marriage. I get it.

As per Wikipedia, here is what RH will mean:

• Information and access to natural and modern family planning
  
• Maternal, infant and child health and nutrition
  
• Promotion of breast feeding
  
• Prevention of abortion and management of post-abortion complications
  
• Adolescent and youth health
  
• Prevention and management of reproductive tract infections, HIV/AIDS and STDs
  
• Elimination of violence against women
  
• Counseling on sexuality and sexual and reproductive health
  
• Treatment of breast and reproductive tract cancers
  
• Male involvement and participation in RH;
  
• Prevention and treatment of infertility and
  
• RH education for the youth.

I have 2 nephews ages 4 and 2. My brother had them mid college and had to quit college in place of a shorter course in order to get a job and provide for his growing family. Today he is everywhere, asking for money from me and my mom to feed his 2 kids and send them to school. He used to be the good-looking one in the family. Now, burnt from working under the sun, he now looks like an older brother. His carelessness and haste stole him of his youth. I don’t want that to happen to my nephews. I want them to live a full life and pursue whatever they want to be.

I still go to church.

Despite of thoughts that the RH Bill can be another source of a greater corruption, I’m still hopeful.

I am

365 project is a project for photography aficionados where they would take a picture a day to see how well they have improved. It will be posted on www.365project.org for everyone to see.

Well, just about over a month ago, we bought a Canon DSLR EOS 500D which we brought on our trip in Singapore. It was neat because I was able to play with the aperture, shutter speed and all but we mostly used the Auto mode. It’s just like buying a really expensive digital camera. I have an excuse though. We bought the DSLR the day before we left for Singapore. When I got back, I started looking for tutorials and videos on how to go around with the DSLR.

This is the best shot I had so far.

This was taken last April 30. I used a candle lamp we got last Christmas. Trying to be artistic, I placed the subject on the left and used the flash from my BlackBerry. If you look closely, I didn’t even had the chance to wipe the table clean.

I’m gonna play around with stills first then move my way to macro then landscape. I’m also gonna try on some online classes even if I have to pay for it. They say an eye for art is not enough in Photography, you need to skills to show it.

Here’s some more that I’ve taken:

Everyone’s help is welcome. Please email me if you know some classes I could take. You could also email me some tips you guys already know.

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Thanks!

Singapore is like Hong Kong but it’s not. Parehas halos sa lahat, kaso mas marami lang tao! At mas maraming halo ng tao – Indians, Malaysians, Filipinos, Americans, and maraming maraming Filipinos!

• Sunblock
  
  • Hindi naman sa nag-iinarte ako. Medyo na-trauma na ako nung pumunta ako sa Hong Kong eh. Imagine spending roughly 4 hours under the sun, siguradong sunog ka! At since mas malapit ang Singapore sa equator, I figured it’ll be hotter. When we got to Singapore last Saturday, medyo maulan. Pero mabuti na ring nag-iingat, remember ang UV rays.
    

     

• Bring adapters for your chargers
  
  • This was our biggest mistake from our last trip. Make sure you have researched before you even get to the plane what socket is most commonly used. Hotels usually won’t provide adapters for your chargers or power supply. Good thing BlackBerry provides adapters for almost all socket types so I didn’t have to buy an adapter.
    

     

• Activate Roaming
  
  • You’ll never know when you need to contact someone back home when you’re abroad. Do this an hour before your flight and make sure you have a spare prepaid reload card (if you’re on prepaid). Also, make sure you’re fully aware of the charges para hindi kayo magaya sa akin. Usually, I don’t mind texting a lot kasi sa ilang beses ko ba namang mag-load para sa BB Data services, ang dami ko nang free text (431 free text as of last check). Eh, malay ko ba namang PhP15 + PhP2.50 ang charge kada text! Aba’y buong giliw ba naman akong mag-text giving update sa mga tao dito. Buti hindi na nag-reply si Salbe sa akin LOL. Nga pala, while roaming, hindi pala gumagana ang BB ON. When I got back to Manila, I had to reboot my phone para mare-activate yung BIS ko.
    

My BlackBerry na kulay white. SingTel ang partner ng Globe sa Singapore. Notice that I’m already on OS 6! Inggit you much?!

• US Dollars
  
  • Days before you leave, make sure you’ve already changed the money you’ll bring to US Dollars (Not Singaporean Dollars, I’ll tell you in a few). BDO is the best place to have them changed. They have a reservation policy if you’re gonna need more than US$ 1000. Why not Singaporean dollars? Coz you’ll get more when you exchange a US$ than directly changing your PhP to S$.
    

     

• Where to stay
  
  • It doesn’t really have to be expensive. Important point: You don’t need TV! You’ll be spending the whole day outside your hotel so why get a hotel with a TV in your room. All you need is a nice bed, shower and AC. That’s it. And oh, don’t worry about leaving your valuables inside the room especially when you know that the hotel crew members are mostly Singaporeans. I’ll tell you more about this in a few.
    

     

• Where to eat
  
  • Wag ka nang mag-effort maghanap ng Filipino food. Sa Lucky Plaza lang mayrun at talaga namang impiyerno dun kapag Linggo! Eat at Glutton’s Bay, Makansutra (I know, may pagka-kinky ang pangalan). Try everything! Sarap, sobra! Try niyo rin yung Shabu-shabu sa may Bugis.
    

Ang pinaka-kinky na kainan. Hindi lang pangalan ang masarap.

• Smoking
  
  • Dito ako nagsisisi kung bakit hindi ko dinala yung portable ash tray na niregalo sa akin nung pasko. Singapore’s really strict when it comes to smoking. You can’t just smoke anywhere. And when you find a place to smoke, they usually don’t have a trash bin where you can throw your cigarette butts in. Once, we were smoking in front of Marina Square. Puro Pilipino kausap ko, siguro nawili ako at nakalimutang nasa Singapore ako kasi puro nga Pilipino ang kausap ko. Tinapon ko sa sahig ang upos ng sigarliyo at pinatay pa gamit ang sapatos ko. Aba! Lahat naman sila’y napa-gasp ng matindi at namutla ako slight. Wag daw ako magtatapon kung saan-saan kasi ang mga police dun ay mga naka-civilian at pwede kang damputin na lang. Buti na lang walang ibang nakakita. Tsaka, mahal ang yosi, S$12. Halos PhP400! Sus, kung hindi ka pa mapatigil magyosi dahil dun, baka dahil sa mga picture na nakalagay sa box. Ito nga pala ang sampol ng isang yosi sa kanila:
    

Kaderder lang, di ba? Paano ka naman magkakaroon ng gangrene sa pagyo-yosi?! Tumatapak siguro sa kanal kapag nagyo-yosi!

• Singaporeans are honest people
  
  • Napatunayan namin ito. Maraming beses na kaming nag-iwan ng gamit sa loob ng hotel room, nagalaw at nalinis na ang buong room, pero yung pinagkainan namin, yung bag naming, andun pa rin. May nakwento pa sa amin na kapag may naiwan kang gamit sa cab or anywhere, just hope na walang Pilipino. I know, medyo unfair para sa mga Pilipino notorious na ang nakawan dun at 95% of the time, Pilipino rin ang may pakana. Kapag Singaporean, i-expect mo na in within 24 hours, may tatawag sa’yo at magsosoli ng gamit mo.
    
  • Kapag magtatanong ng direction, sa Singaporean ka magtanong. Nung nasa Harbor Front kami, may tinanungan kami na mga pinoy. Nagtuturuan sila at alam mong nanti-trip lang. Napamura tuloy ako. Mas madali kapag Singaporean kasi lahat sila nakakapag-english at minsan ihahatid ka pa dun mismo.
    

     

• Lucky Plaza
  
  • If you unfortunately ran out of prepaid credits, kasi shushunga-shunga kang mag-text sa mga kabarkada mo, pumunta ka dito. This is along Orchard, across Takashimaya. Impyerno nga lang kapag Linggo! Susmiyo, ang mga pinoy dinadagsa talaga ang lugar na ito! Makikita mo mga nagpi-picnic sa gilid! Haysus!
    

Speaking of Orchard Road…

• Running shoes
  
  • Or any shoes that you think would be most comfortable. Yung tipong pwede mong ipanglakad hanggang Indonesia. Kasi kapag nasimulan mo nang maglakad sa Orchard, lahat ng mall talaga namang papasukin mo at lilibutin! Wag kalimutang magpa-picture! Nung nilakad namin ang Orchard, kulang na lang sipain ako ng sarili kong paa. As in, hindi ko na sila maramdaman pagbalik namin sa hotel!
    

  
  

  Syempre kahit masakit na ang paa, todo smile pa rin sa pictures
  

   

• Take the MRT
  
  • You’ll love their MRT. Kasi, you’ll just need one ticket (don’t buy the “Per Day” cards, you won’t need it) and you can get in to the trains. Konektado kasi lahat. Just be mindful of the platform gap (yan ang paulit-ulit mong maririnig).
    

Sa Dhoby Ghaut Interchange Station yata ito.

Somerset Station going to Marina Bay

• Keep left
  
  • Especially on escalators. Ito ang pinaka-natutunan ko sa Singapore. People follow the left hand rule everywhere. So when you’re in an escalator, be mindful to stay on the left side to give way for people rushing on your right.
    

     

• Lakasan ang loob
  
  • Na magtanong at kapalan ang mukha. Malay niyo, magaya kayo sa amin na nakapuslit mag-dinner sa Sands on 57 kung saan hotel guests lang ang pwede pumunta (yata) or people with reservations. As in nakapasok kami mismo dun sa pool area kung saan ginawa ang last challenge sa The Amazing Race Asia 4. See attached file:
    

Actually, bawal yung yosi na niyo-yosi namin. Dala naming yan from Pinas, naipuslit sa bagahe ang 4 packs. Lakasan ng loob lang.

Obviously, hindi ako ang kumuha nito.

Smile-smile lang. Kunwari may pambayad.

Yosi lang. Ninenerbyos na ako niyan kung magkano ang bill namin.

Hulaan kung magkano ang total bill namin?

Yun lang. Ito naman ang mga feeling pro pictures ko:

Oops, syempre, wag kakalimutang kumuha ng pang-profile pic!

The Esplanade Theatre – the durian (their national fruit) inspired theatre

Sunset view from our hotel room

Inside Marina Bay Sands Hotel

The Giant Gulaman Jugs inside Marina Bay Sands Hotel

Pesteng puno yan oh!

Ang pinakamagandang kuha ko… so far.

• Overly Choleric People
  • Sila yung laging, “Yes, we can do it if we just follow the rules” or laging idealistic or puro na lang galing sa leadership books ang sinasabi.

    Minsan kapag kausap ko sila, I simply nod my head and secretly roll my eyes. Choleric is the least of my personalities.

     

• Bingi
  • Ayoko ng paulit-ulit. Nasasayang ang effort ko or tingin ko nananadyang mang-asar.

     

• Time pressure
  • Lalo akong nagkakamali. Pasensya ka na, dalawa lang kamay ko! You won’t like me when I’m angry

     

• Nagmumura
  • Nagmumura rin naman ako, pero kapag sobrang galit na or labis na nagugulat lang. Kaya kapag nakakarinig ako ng nagmumura pero hindi ka naman nagulat to the max, ang dating sa akin ay sobrang galit ka.

   

• Nagpapaliwanag
  • Ayoko nga eh. Okeipayn, sa tingin ko kasi kapag nasabi ko na yung reason ko, ayoko ng hinuhukay pang maigi. Para kasi sa akin, mga criminal lang ang kailangang magpaliwanag. Kung kilala mo ako at may tiwala ka sa akin, hindi mo kailangan ang paliwanag ko. At kung kaaway kita, hindi ka maniniwala sa paliwanag ko.

Yan lang muna. Like I said, hindi naman ako maarteng tao.

Haay, isang taon na ang nakalipas… ano ba ang natutunan ko?

Really?! It’s been a year?

Ang totoo, hindi ko alam talaga kung paano ise-celebrate ang anniversary. Una, gusto kong magpasalamat sa mga bumati. Eto sila:

Krisjewel

Mommy Kaye

Kuya Bong

Kuya Pong

Jkuli

Glentot

Salbe

Lian Lee

JC – Cheesecake

O, di ba? Ang sweet?

Salamat sa lahat ng bumati sa Facebook, Plurk and Twitter (Yes, shameless plugging na ito!) Sa mga hindi pa bumabati… bakit ayaw niyong bumati ha?! galit you? Inggiterang frog!

Gusto ko ring pasalamatan si Yvarro (kasama ng mga maskara), sa pag-introduce din sa akin ng WordPress. Dati akong palaboy-laboy na blogger sa Blogspot – so lost, so confused. Obkors echoss lang yun. Pero dahil kawawa naman me at iisa lang ang follower (si Yvarro), naisipan at nagpabuyo sa suhestiyon na ako’y mag-wordpress. Tinulungan niya akong mag-ayos at maglipat ng mga gamit ko mula sa dati kong bahay papunta dito sa wordpress.

Panghuli, gusto kong pasalamatan ang mga nakilala ko dito sa WordPress at nakilala pang mabuti sa mga maiikling usapan, tsismisan intelligent talk, kwentuhan, ka-plurk, ka-twitter, ka-BBM, ka-YM, ka-email, kapalitang-comment, ka-spammer, kapalitan ng recipe at kung anu-ano pa. Sa mga payo sa buhay and life in general.

Jakuli, Salbehe, Pong, Mommy Kaye, Sebastian, Vajayjay, Kuya Bong, Duking and the likes… kahit hindi ko pa kayo nakikita nang personal, nakita ko naman ang mga puso niyo. Sa mga dumalaw at tumaguyod sa “Run, MD! Run!” Maraming salamat!

Yes, I gained so much weight and may have lost the purpose of me creating this blog. Pero ang importante, nakilala ko kayong lahat.

Sa mga gustong humabol sa pic greetings, pwede pa. Email niyo na lang ako: kiroblogger@gmail.com

Muli, maraming salamat sa inyong lahat!

1. “I have a feelings this is it!”
Ang dami naman niyang feeling mo!

2. “I’m logging out from {Company Name}, I’ll gonna miss you all”
People like you make me feel embarrassed to be in the BPO industry! Kahiya ka! Pasusyal ka pa kasi, mali naman ang grammar mo!

3. “What you sow is what you reep”
Hhhmnkey…

4. Trying to be malalim, posted “Malancholy and the infinite sadness”
Sige, ikaw na!

5. “You have me, and I have you… And that’s the true”
Hhhmnkey…

6. People who post status messages and like their own status message and comment on their own status message and like their own comment on their own status message.
Wawa naman you! Wala kang friend?

7. People who create a Picbadge with their own picture on the badge and then ask everyone to support their Picbadge!
Pathetic! You’re chachaluzer!

8. Relatives posting their messages to you, or worse, someone else in your family, on your wall, pictures and status update!
Mom, I love you so much but please stop posting on my wall! Same thing goes out to every member of my family! Please use the private message feature, it’s less embarassing that way!

9. Bitter blind items or Parinig
This is just annoying! Do you really have to let everyone in the world know that you are arguing with someone?

10. Excessive liking of everyone’s status
Salbe does this all the time so I thought why won’t I do it too? It was good at first, but it has gone worse when people gets annoyed when I liked even the unfortunate posts like somebody dies or gets in an accident. Only salbe can do it, I think.

11. “You’re not even an inch of me”
This has left us scratching our head until someone said, “Baka ibig niyang sabihin ay, ‘Wala ka sa kalingkingan ko’.” Ooh… Aaaah… Hhmmmnkey…

12. People selling stuff
It’s okay to see your pictures on the live feed page, but do you really have to tag me on every photos of the stuff you’re selling?

That’s all I have so far… Please feel free to share your own Facebook sablay moments!

Thanksss, chossss, omaygassss!

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Born a day after I turned 21, Vhon came in the most unexpected time. I remember he was the cutest little baby, walang bias. Para siyang si Jose Rizal, maliit ang katawan at malaki ang ulo. Si Kuya ko ang kinuhang ninong alinsunod sa nakasanayang tamang order ng pagpili ng ninong kahit na anong pilit ko na ako dapat kasi magkasunod lang kami ng birthday.

Nung lumalaki si Vhon, napansin kong napakatahimik niyang bata. Kapag may kakausap sa kanya, titignan lang niya; laging nakanganga. Todo effort patawanin or pangitiin kapag kinukunan ng picture pero hindi naman suplado or matatakutin sa tao.

Vince was born 2 years after his Kuya Vhon. Nauna akong pumunta sa center nung pinanganak siya. Siguro dahil sa ako ang naunang nagpunta nung pinanganak siya or alinsunod din sa nakagawian, ako ang piniling ninong.

Masungit, suplado at moody. Laging nakakabit sa nanay niya.

Naging busy ako sa trabaho kaya hindi ko nasubaybayan ang paglaki ni Vince. Nakita ko na lang siya ulet nitong December. Umuwi kasi sila mama at papa para dito magbakasyon; unang beses nilang makikita ang bunso nilang apo. Nagulat ako na ibang-iba na ang batang dati’y ayaw magpakarga sa akin. Ngumiti siya at tinawag akong “Dada” (tawag kasi ng mga kamag-anak ko sa akin ay Dan-dan). Pagsambit ni Vince ng Dada, pakiramdam ko kilalang kilala niya ako kahit na dun lang niya ako ulit nakita.

Napansin ko minsan habang naglalaro silang magkapatid, kasama ang mga anak ng mga pinsan namin, na si Vhon ang mas tahimik di tulad ni Vince na paikot-ikot at panay interact sa ibang kalaro. Nakuha ni Vince ang ugali ng daddy niya at nakuha naman ni Vhon ang ugali ko. Maya-maya pa’y dumating na ang kalaro nilang isang malaking bully. Pinagkukuha ang mga laruan at tinulak si Vhon. Hindi nag-react si Vhon at biglang lumapit si Vince at tinulak ang tumulak sa kuya niya. Nung umambang gaganti ang bully sa kanya, bigla namang sumipa si Vince para hindi na makalapit sa kuya niya ang bully. Syempre, bilang tiyuhin nila kunwari sinaway ko ang violence, pero sa loob ko tuwang-tuwa ako.

Don’t get me wrong, hindi ko tinuturuan na maging bayolente or basag-ulo ang mga pamangkin ko. Lalong hindi ko tino-tolerate ang sakitan. Ang kinatuwa ko ay kung paano pinakita ni Vince ang pagmamahal niya sa Kuya niya. Napansin ko na everytime may umaaway sa kuya niya, lumalapit siya sa kanya at hinaharang ang umaaway at pinagtatanggol ang kuya niya.

Dito ako naiinggit sa kanila. Hindi kasi ganun ang mga kapatid ko. Although we grew up together, magkakaiba ang paglaki namin. Si kuya, tahimik lang at hindi nakikisalamuha sa tao kahit kamag-anak. Yung bunso, lahat ng kapitbahay kilala. Ako, yung kilala ko lang kinakausap ko. Hindi ako lumaking may kakampi. Kaya naman nung nagkamuang na ako at nagkaroon ng kakayanang kumita ng pera, bumukod na ako sa mga kapatid ko. Bagay na hindi maintindihan nila mama.

Kapag naaalala ko ang mga pamangkin ko, naiisip ko kung paano ba dapat ang mga magkakapatid. Mas magkatugma ang DNA ng magkapatid kaya dapat mas malalim ang ugnayan. Naiinggit nga ako sa mga kwento ng magkakapatid na sobrang close. Minsan kapag may nakakausap ako, iniisip ko na sana, swap na lang sila ng mga kapatid ko. Hindi naman kasi uso ang heart to heart talk or bonding sa pamilya namin.

Tinitignan ko lagi ang mga picture ng mga pamangkin ko. Nakakatuwa lalo na kapag magkaparehas ang mga damit nila. Naaalala ko noon na sa lahat halos ng picture naming magkakapatid, lagi magkakaparehas ang damit naming. Naiisip ko tuloy, kung ang ugnayan naming magkakapatid ay gaya ng sa mga pamangkin ko. Sana nung may umaaway sa akin nung bata ako, may nagtatanggol din.

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