After work, I decided to visit my friends from my old company. I texted and IM'ed most of them announcing of my visit so as to know if it'll be worth visiting or not. Alot of them said they'd be there and they were there (mabuti naman).
On the trip going to Quezon Ave., my colleague (who hitched a ride with me going there) asked me why I left if I was raving more than I was ranting about it and even mentioning considering coming back if offered.
I thought to myself, "yeah, why did I leave?" then, the memory of what happened last February haunted back reminding me why I left in the first place; the fear of losing friendship over work.
When I got there, I saw a friend with his friend who I haven't spoken in a while nor does she text back. To my surprise, she hugged me trying to pretend that we're close. (I have a very shallow personality -- if we don't text, we're not close, we can't be friends) I mean, she stopped communicating and she treated me as if we were really close? hnlabo meyn.
Then when I was talking to some of my friends who are now managers, it kinda sunk back thinking of how betrayed I felt back then and it even gave me the shivers thinking of it destroying the friendship over a promotion.
Which got me to thinking; am I really visiting to see friends? or to show to them how successful I am making them regret letting me go? Most of them commented on how much I lost weight or how nice my new car is. I felt proud with a little of, "huh... malas kayo"
I'm not sure, vengeance by success or bitterness?
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Women's Fashion
I was just browsing my friendster profile and started looking at the summer pics most of my lady friends took and I admire the way they are confident of their bodies (even if they don't look it. hehehehehehe... who gives a f*ck, right?) and among the gazillion things that make me wonder about women, here are some things I would like to discuss for this blog.
1. Women's clothes especially skirts - I mean if a guy wore a pair of pants with a hole right in the middle, you know that a guy could not sit down properly without having to try and cover that hole up, right? Well, imagine that but with a bigger hole. How do you girls walk around with that big of a hole?
2. Women's shoes especially high heels and strap-ons (shoes, alright?) - if a guy walked around in the mall with slippers, you know for sure that the feet would end up dusted and dirty, right?? How can girls walk around in those scrawny footwear and expect to remove 'em with perfectly clean feet??? It baffles me so much.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaayy.. Oh well, back to work.
1. Women's clothes especially skirts - I mean if a guy wore a pair of pants with a hole right in the middle, you know that a guy could not sit down properly without having to try and cover that hole up, right? Well, imagine that but with a bigger hole. How do you girls walk around with that big of a hole?
2. Women's shoes especially high heels and strap-ons (shoes, alright?) - if a guy walked around in the mall with slippers, you know for sure that the feet would end up dusted and dirty, right?? How can girls walk around in those scrawny footwear and expect to remove 'em with perfectly clean feet??? It baffles me so much.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaayy.. Oh well, back to work.
Monday, June 30, 2008
The New Lifestyle
After my dad died, my sister, my mom, and I decided to take our health seriously. Not that we want to cheat death but more on eventually make our lives lighter and when the time comes that we will follow dad, it would not be difficult for those who will be tasked to take care of us until we "kick thebucket".
So we started consulting on a herbalist (well, she would rather call herself an western doctor with the influence of eastern medicine). Whenever she opens her mouth, you hear nothing but positive responses; hope, ika nga. Dra. Edna Lao is the best!!
We were doing well until Chezka introduced us to a Nutritional Doctor, Dr. Richard Arceo (a Baguio based doctor who holds his Manila clinic every Sunday and Monday in Xavierville, QC.
No, he is not a nutritionist but a Nutritional Doctor. This is his philosophy: The body naturally produces nutrients to keep itslef "running". What better way to treat an illness than by giving it substances that it naturally produces. Ergo, easier consumption. Makes complete sense.
This is how the medical heriarchy of medicine should be:
Nutritional Medicine --> Botanical (Herbal) Medicine --> Chemical (Traditional) Medicine
The risk of traditional medicine, ex. Antibiotics, is that it does not only attack the bad cells, but the good cells too. Otherwise they'd be known as Anti-evil-biotics, right? Now, herbal medicine works by giving your body a stronger immune system so that traditional medicine can take its time and not affect the rest of the body. Makes sense so far, right?
Now, nutritional medicine. Its task is to make sure that your body can heal on its own so that you will not need to go through herbal medicine to help traditional medicine. With Nutritional medicine, you cannot OD on that. (well, with the meds I'm taking so far, you can't OD on them.)
For the past 3-4 weeks in it, I've lost a significant amount of weight.Well, no numerical value yet but I am now starting to wear the pants I wore a year ago. So that must say something, right?
Generally, every ailment you have (though traditional doctors say it's irreversible, herbal doctors say it is by helping traditional medicine, nutritional doctors say that your body should naturally heal itself given the right nutrition.) My sister, for the longest time, has skin asthma and she's been treating it with creams and "make up" to cover it. Then Dr. Arceo says it can be healed and it is only caused by a hormone imbalance. Whapak! What does that make you say, huh?
My mom was diagnosed with diabetes is now a week or so close to being classified as having a normal sugar level.
I was classified as a borderline diabetic but now have a blood sugar count of 100.
Nutritional Medicine is the way to go. Try it. No risk. Everything to gain.
So we started consulting on a herbalist (well, she would rather call herself an western doctor with the influence of eastern medicine). Whenever she opens her mouth, you hear nothing but positive responses; hope, ika nga. Dra. Edna Lao is the best!!
We were doing well until Chezka introduced us to a Nutritional Doctor, Dr. Richard Arceo (a Baguio based doctor who holds his Manila clinic every Sunday and Monday in Xavierville, QC.
No, he is not a nutritionist but a Nutritional Doctor. This is his philosophy: The body naturally produces nutrients to keep itslef "running". What better way to treat an illness than by giving it substances that it naturally produces. Ergo, easier consumption. Makes complete sense.
This is how the medical heriarchy of medicine should be:
Nutritional Medicine --> Botanical (Herbal) Medicine --> Chemical (Traditional) Medicine
The risk of traditional medicine, ex. Antibiotics, is that it does not only attack the bad cells, but the good cells too. Otherwise they'd be known as Anti-evil-biotics, right? Now, herbal medicine works by giving your body a stronger immune system so that traditional medicine can take its time and not affect the rest of the body. Makes sense so far, right?
Now, nutritional medicine. Its task is to make sure that your body can heal on its own so that you will not need to go through herbal medicine to help traditional medicine. With Nutritional medicine, you cannot OD on that. (well, with the meds I'm taking so far, you can't OD on them.)
For the past 3-4 weeks in it, I've lost a significant amount of weight.Well, no numerical value yet but I am now starting to wear the pants I wore a year ago. So that must say something, right?
Generally, every ailment you have (though traditional doctors say it's irreversible, herbal doctors say it is by helping traditional medicine, nutritional doctors say that your body should naturally heal itself given the right nutrition.) My sister, for the longest time, has skin asthma and she's been treating it with creams and "make up" to cover it. Then Dr. Arceo says it can be healed and it is only caused by a hormone imbalance. Whapak! What does that make you say, huh?
My mom was diagnosed with diabetes is now a week or so close to being classified as having a normal sugar level.
I was classified as a borderline diabetic but now have a blood sugar count of 100.
Nutritional Medicine is the way to go. Try it. No risk. Everything to gain.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
After 3/11
109 days after my dad went to heaven, I can say we are pretty much "awesome". The family is slowly picking up the pieces and pretty much picking up where we left off.
I, for one, have a better appreciation for money. My job ain't paying well so I learned to budget and scrimp out the unwanted expenses.
I don't know. I might leave for better pay.
Bahala na...
Oh well, videoke na!!
I, for one, have a better appreciation for money. My job ain't paying well so I learned to budget and scrimp out the unwanted expenses.
I don't know. I might leave for better pay.
Bahala na...
Oh well, videoke na!!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
This is it!!
By 12 midnight later, I'll be starting my new job at NuComm International in Ortigas...
Haaaaaaaaayyy!!!
Haaaaaaaaayyy!!!
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Finding the Perfect Mate
Never really thought I'd be thinking much about this. After all that has been happening the past weeks.
Then again, I realized that I need someone. I'm not sure if it's for the right reasons, though. he women I get attracted to are ok but am I liking them because of their personality really? or something skin deep?
Wowoo agrees. You get into a relationship with someone because this person is fun to be with and not "fun" to be with.
This sucks... A cold beer is looking pretty tempting now a days.
Then again, I realized that I need someone. I'm not sure if it's for the right reasons, though. he women I get attracted to are ok but am I liking them because of their personality really? or something skin deep?
Wowoo agrees. You get into a relationship with someone because this person is fun to be with and not "fun" to be with.
This sucks... A cold beer is looking pretty tempting now a days.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Dieting??
Never thought I'd talk about how I should eat. Aside from the obvious fact that I should lose weight, it just dawned on me that the reason why my dad died was caused by an eating lifestyle that he has grown accustomed to and pretty much difficult for him to come out of.
So I've decided to write this blog to constantly remind myself that I should start eating right.
A few months back I decided to remove RICE into the dietary vocabulary. Turns out that I did successfully remove rice into my system but equally replaced it with more other food.
If 1+1=2, Then 2-1 should equal to 1 and not 2-1 equals 2 still.
Simple but really difficult to grasp. Think about it.
So I've decided to write this blog to constantly remind myself that I should start eating right.
A few months back I decided to remove RICE into the dietary vocabulary. Turns out that I did successfully remove rice into my system but equally replaced it with more other food.
If 1+1=2, Then 2-1 should equal to 1 and not 2-1 equals 2 still.
Simple but really difficult to grasp. Think about it.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
November 22, 1938 - March 11, 2008
At 6:50PM, Francisco "Toto" Bautista went to prepare the biggest Golf Tournament in Heaven, Jesus Cup.
I'll miss you, dad... Say "HI" to Jesus for me...
I'll miss you, dad... Say "HI" to Jesus for me...
Monday, March 10, 2008
1938-2008, His Legacy
November 22, 1938 was the date Marciano Bautista and Amelia Alejo Bautista bore their first of 5 children. Francisco "Paquito" Bautista II was the oldest among 5 other siblings. Tito Junior, Tito Manuel, Tita Menchit, and Tito Butch.
When Tito Butch was little, he could not pronounce kuya Paquito's name, with countless efforts, they resorted to just calling him TOTO; a name that caused a stir in the golfing history.
Francisco "Toto" Bautista was known today as the Tiger Woods of his era. Back in the 50's, 60's, 70's and even the 80's, Toto Bautsta won countless awards and numerous recognitions for his love of the game, GOLF. The rest of the family followed suit and became masters of the game (in their own right, of course) but no one could beet Toto.
Back in the 90's 3 Filipino golfers were the first 3 Filipinos to be certified USGA (United States Golf Association) Golf Trainers. Believe it or not, he was the one who trained the other 2.
Golf was his passion. The Golfer's Rule Book was his bible. Every waking moment would be spent reading magazines, books, watching matches.ALL in the name of Golf.
I'm writing this blog to let you all know that he is dying soon. Unless God performs yet another miracle and gives him his life back.
Almost 6 years ago, he was diagnozed with Multiple Myloma; Cancer of the Bone Marrow. He was sent home from the States to literally die because he was given 3 months to live. That was then. God gave my dad back to us and extended his life for 5-6 more years. With that, we can never be thankful enough that God extended his life to give us the best experience we will never forget.
For the last 3 days, I've seen people walk in and out of the hospital telling us and acknowledging how our dad has touched their lives in one way or another. This remarkable man, with his temper, rudeness, and often weird sense of humor could still touch so many lives the way only Toto Bautista can.
As of this writing, we are just waiting for him to go home to our Lord. The doctors say that he has barely 24 hours to live.
Go home, dad... we'll be fine... Wait for us in heaven... We'll follow soon.
I love you.
When Tito Butch was little, he could not pronounce kuya Paquito's name, with countless efforts, they resorted to just calling him TOTO; a name that caused a stir in the golfing history.
Francisco "Toto" Bautista was known today as the Tiger Woods of his era. Back in the 50's, 60's, 70's and even the 80's, Toto Bautsta won countless awards and numerous recognitions for his love of the game, GOLF. The rest of the family followed suit and became masters of the game (in their own right, of course) but no one could beet Toto.
Back in the 90's 3 Filipino golfers were the first 3 Filipinos to be certified USGA (United States Golf Association) Golf Trainers. Believe it or not, he was the one who trained the other 2.
Golf was his passion. The Golfer's Rule Book was his bible. Every waking moment would be spent reading magazines, books, watching matches.ALL in the name of Golf.
I'm writing this blog to let you all know that he is dying soon. Unless God performs yet another miracle and gives him his life back.
Almost 6 years ago, he was diagnozed with Multiple Myloma; Cancer of the Bone Marrow. He was sent home from the States to literally die because he was given 3 months to live. That was then. God gave my dad back to us and extended his life for 5-6 more years. With that, we can never be thankful enough that God extended his life to give us the best experience we will never forget.
For the last 3 days, I've seen people walk in and out of the hospital telling us and acknowledging how our dad has touched their lives in one way or another. This remarkable man, with his temper, rudeness, and often weird sense of humor could still touch so many lives the way only Toto Bautista can.
As of this writing, we are just waiting for him to go home to our Lord. The doctors say that he has barely 24 hours to live.
Go home, dad... we'll be fine... Wait for us in heaven... We'll follow soon.
I love you.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
What's This??
I decided to let go of my corporate home and start new. Drop all of my friends, keep all those close to me, and make new ones. That was the plan.
I successflly let go of my corporate home and keep my close friends then something happened.
A week after my so called "leave", I met someone. Oddly enoough she was your typical person. Pretty, witty, and normally someone I'd know for a short time since I was leaving and all, but this person caught my attention so much.
I asked one of the trainers to send me her number so that I could get to know her better. She was responsive and accommodating and was generally friendly. Then shestopped.
I figured either she lost her phone at a party (she partys a lot) so I didn't bother texting her again.
Then we had an opportunity to talk (not too deep but enough to pick up a few things).
Then I resigned.
I was planning on moving on but then, she happened. She rarely texts anyway, let it go...
regroup, Eboy... she won't buy in to you. You're... "unique" (an alternative to FAT) hahahaha...
Need to lose weight... Need to go back and get your body back. GYM, GYM, GYM, GYM, GYM... distract, eboy... distract...
Settling down? Nah... but then again...
gardemet.. makes you think a lot. I wrote a song because of her. The last time that happened was with Penny but she's moved on and so have I...
Why did I write a song??? The plot thickens...
I successflly let go of my corporate home and keep my close friends then something happened.
A week after my so called "leave", I met someone. Oddly enoough she was your typical person. Pretty, witty, and normally someone I'd know for a short time since I was leaving and all, but this person caught my attention so much.
I asked one of the trainers to send me her number so that I could get to know her better. She was responsive and accommodating and was generally friendly. Then shestopped.
I figured either she lost her phone at a party (she partys a lot) so I didn't bother texting her again.
Then we had an opportunity to talk (not too deep but enough to pick up a few things).
Then I resigned.
I was planning on moving on but then, she happened. She rarely texts anyway, let it go...
regroup, Eboy... she won't buy in to you. You're... "unique" (an alternative to FAT) hahahaha...
Need to lose weight... Need to go back and get your body back. GYM, GYM, GYM, GYM, GYM... distract, eboy... distract...
Settling down? Nah... but then again...
gardemet.. makes you think a lot. I wrote a song because of her. The last time that happened was with Penny but she's moved on and so have I...
Why did I write a song??? The plot thickens...
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Farewell...
2307 days in the first corporate office I've been in. My home. This is where I learned the ropes. This is where I became who I am now; a corporate junkie... probably their fault why I wanted to move up the corporate ladder...
A few hours ago, I signed a contract with a new company for a slightly higher pay (slightly meaning P3,000 more) and for once in my life, I didn't feel bad leaving. Maybe it was time.It's time to start counting 2307 days more with this new company...
I'm scheduled to leave the company in February 29... and I'll be stepping in the new company by April 9... What to do between that time? Bum around... hehe... go to HK? Cebu? bahala na...
Wanna join me??...
A few hours ago, I signed a contract with a new company for a slightly higher pay (slightly meaning P3,000 more) and for once in my life, I didn't feel bad leaving. Maybe it was time.It's time to start counting 2307 days more with this new company...
I'm scheduled to leave the company in February 29... and I'll be stepping in the new company by April 9... What to do between that time? Bum around... hehe... go to HK? Cebu? bahala na...
Wanna join me??...
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Mid-Life Crisis??
Around 2003, Mark and I were talking of the time when he was still dating college women (18 and above, of course). But when he turned 25, everything just started sinking in. He suddenly felt depressed that he was turning 25 and that he would be regarded as too old to be dating college girls.
We jokingly dubbed it as "Quarter-Life Crisis". Because we figured that Mid-Life happens on 50 year old dudes.
Now that I am turning 30, it just dawned on me... My sister is getting married. Everybody around me is getting married. Everybody around me is getting pregnant. Everybody around me just gave birth. Everybody around me just started getting promoted. To top it all off, my office just moved to Quezon City which added another 45 minutes of my travel time. I was depressed.
Then I thought, "could I undergoing Mid-Life Crisis? You couldn't count it as Quarter-Life anymore because that means I would reach up to 120. If it were Mid-Life, then I would die at 60??? Hmmm... A Third-Life??
But it really depends on how you take care of your self. For those with life threatening condiditions, Mid-Life starts at 25. Others, even earlier.
It really depends on how you take care of yourself, actually.
Hmmmm... I need a change of atmosphere.
We jokingly dubbed it as "Quarter-Life Crisis". Because we figured that Mid-Life happens on 50 year old dudes.
Now that I am turning 30, it just dawned on me... My sister is getting married. Everybody around me is getting married. Everybody around me is getting pregnant. Everybody around me just gave birth. Everybody around me just started getting promoted. To top it all off, my office just moved to Quezon City which added another 45 minutes of my travel time. I was depressed.
Then I thought, "could I undergoing Mid-Life Crisis? You couldn't count it as Quarter-Life anymore because that means I would reach up to 120. If it were Mid-Life, then I would die at 60??? Hmmm... A Third-Life??
But it really depends on how you take care of your self. For those with life threatening condiditions, Mid-Life starts at 25. Others, even earlier.
It really depends on how you take care of yourself, actually.
Hmmmm... I need a change of atmosphere.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Iobi visits Hong Kong (part 3) (part 2) hehe
Nope... no Disneyland trip this time. Apprently, my dad feels too weak to get up.
It hurts. Seeing the pillar of the household at his weakness. Can't imagine...
It hurts. Seeing the pillar of the household at his weakness. Can't imagine...
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Iobi visits Hong Kong (part 3)
My first blog in another country. Hehe... read on.
Day 5... well, Day 4 because we left Manila at 7:00PM and got to Hong Kong at 9:00PM. Didn't get to see much because of the 45 minute train ride to Central station. Got to Kuya Reggie's flat at around 10:30. Boy were we bushed.
Boy, a year already?? Come to think of it, yeah, my last HK trip was exactly a year ago. Nothing has changed much except for the fact that I can walk further than last time. So that is something I am proud of.
Anyway, Day 4/5, 4:00PM, nothing to do. Nakakajokot lumabas kasi mapapagastos lang ako. Lalo na my sister claims that the cheapest and best deals are just around the corner and we do not need to go to Mong Kok or to Stanley Market to get great deals. Wan Chai is the bomb!!
The other day, Chezka and I just got a Nintendo Wii for Jinggay and Jujung and we (Chezka and I) had a blast. We got them Mario Party 8 (in Japanese) but it was well worht it and now, I just convinced Chezka to get our own Wii. (in English) Sweet. I'm on the web now browsing for the best games and I'll get them here before I realize that the price is in HK$ and not in Pesos.
Buying now isn't bad either. I just withdrew HK$1000 from my personal account. I was expecting to have arnd P2000 left to find out I have P3500. Doing my calculations correctly, it showed that the exchange rate was P5.51 to HK$1. SWEEEEETTT!!!!!
Today, I'm going to 188 to scout out some games and the price of the Wii US so that Chezka and I can get it before we leave on Sunday.
Kerwin, Zymar, and Chat asked me to look for stuff and see how much they would cost here. If it is much cheaper, they'll send me money and I'll buy it for them here.
Kerwin - PSP
Zymar - 160/300GB 3.5" Hard Drive
Chat - Avent products. Apprently, they cost here is almost half of its price in the U.S. So, samantala.com. hehehe... I already asked Ate Tess to accompany me tomorrow to check out the prices, I'll text them after, hopefuully, they can deposit the money by Friday and I'll buy them on Saturday.
Friday is blocked because we are going to Hong Kong Disneyland!!!!! Which reminds me, I'll have to charge my camera to make sure it'll have enough juice for the 5000++ shots or 40 minutes of video on my 4GB SD card. Sweeeeeeeet!
More of this, soon!
Day 5... well, Day 4 because we left Manila at 7:00PM and got to Hong Kong at 9:00PM. Didn't get to see much because of the 45 minute train ride to Central station. Got to Kuya Reggie's flat at around 10:30. Boy were we bushed.
Boy, a year already?? Come to think of it, yeah, my last HK trip was exactly a year ago. Nothing has changed much except for the fact that I can walk further than last time. So that is something I am proud of.
Anyway, Day 4/5, 4:00PM, nothing to do. Nakakajokot lumabas kasi mapapagastos lang ako. Lalo na my sister claims that the cheapest and best deals are just around the corner and we do not need to go to Mong Kok or to Stanley Market to get great deals. Wan Chai is the bomb!!
The other day, Chezka and I just got a Nintendo Wii for Jinggay and Jujung and we (Chezka and I) had a blast. We got them Mario Party 8 (in Japanese) but it was well worht it and now, I just convinced Chezka to get our own Wii. (in English) Sweet. I'm on the web now browsing for the best games and I'll get them here before I realize that the price is in HK$ and not in Pesos.
Buying now isn't bad either. I just withdrew HK$1000 from my personal account. I was expecting to have arnd P2000 left to find out I have P3500. Doing my calculations correctly, it showed that the exchange rate was P5.51 to HK$1. SWEEEEETTT!!!!!
Today, I'm going to 188 to scout out some games and the price of the Wii US so that Chezka and I can get it before we leave on Sunday.
Kerwin, Zymar, and Chat asked me to look for stuff and see how much they would cost here. If it is much cheaper, they'll send me money and I'll buy it for them here.
Kerwin - PSP
Zymar - 160/300GB 3.5" Hard Drive
Chat - Avent products. Apprently, they cost here is almost half of its price in the U.S. So, samantala.com. hehehe... I already asked Ate Tess to accompany me tomorrow to check out the prices, I'll text them after, hopefuully, they can deposit the money by Friday and I'll buy them on Saturday.
Friday is blocked because we are going to Hong Kong Disneyland!!!!! Which reminds me, I'll have to charge my camera to make sure it'll have enough juice for the 5000++ shots or 40 minutes of video on my 4GB SD card. Sweeeeeeeet!
More of this, soon!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
My New Toy
Last Sunday, while Peter and I were walking around TriNoma. Kim Sy texted me asking if I were looking for a Phone. What a kowingkidink! I was! I broke the phone that was issued to me at work and I am so dependent on it, I was browsing through every Auction site known to man to look for the perfect phone.
He was selling his Palm Treo 680 (www.palm.com/treo680). The Treo's on the auction sites were for around P13,000 to P21,000 and you would be doubtful if they were pre-prods or what not. (technical term... no time to explain) He was selling it for P18,000... Hmmmmmm... He needed the money and wanted a slimmer phone. I knew the guy way back from Kodak days so I thought, "what the hecK?" If he'd say yes to MY terms, I'm buying it.
Calculating the money I had, and will have, not to mention that I'll be going to Hong Kong this Christmas (YES!!!), I was so low on dough.
A few days back, my mom said that she was going to buy the tickets for the whole family as her Christmas gift to us. That saves me P14,000 on the spot.
In my wallet, I had P9,000 easy money which I'll be putting in the bank half as CC payment and the other half as savings.
So I recalculated:
P3,000 for 3 paydays, then the lumpsum, P9,000 from my Christmas bonus which I can give on the Sykes Christmas party. Hmmmmm... not bad... not bad at all.
So that's what I told him. Then I realized that I will have some money back from a benefit scheme I got from work. YESSS!! Extra money; it's like the money was prepared for me for this phone.
But then, I realized that it'll be 2 pay periods to the Christmas bonus instead of 3. Which means my lumpsum would become P12,000... Wait a f'in second. Mali mali mali.
So I decided to go for this offer instead.
P3,000 for two pay periods and P10,000 as lumpsum. Totalling to P16,000. Tumahimik si Kim bigla. Deym!! Aayaw ito. Well, good thing din kasi medyo bigla din yung gastos ko kung kumagat si mokong.
Then he asked kung kayang P10,000 initial d/p... I told him P6,000 lang ang maximum na maibibigay ko sa kanya that day and I was even willing to meet him at SITC since I was at TriNoma.
Isip muna daw... he'll text me the following morning since he was going to Better Living (near where I live) on Monday.
The next morning, he said P17,000. hmmmmm...
Papayag ako kung... here goes:
P6,000 d/p...
P4,000 sa a-30...
P7,000 lumpsum...
O loko! Pumayag si kumag. We met, he gave me the phone with the box and I gave him P6,000. The phone came with a crystal case and he said that he still has the leather case at home which he will give to me next time.
Fine... Fine... hindi pa nagsi-sink in na may phone NA AKO!! Until the night I came home. I checked the contents of the box. I needed to plug the charger at a power outlet and the USB cable to my PC.
Upon inspection, I saw the package included a CAR CHARGER!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!! A car charger. The cheapest for this phone should go for around P1,000 at least.
So then I recalculated what I had.
If... the crystal case and leather case were around P500 each, and the car charger would cost around P1,000, then th phone with the basic accessories would cose around... P15,000... OH SNAP!!! I MADE A GOOD DEAL!!!!
NO scratches on the phone and on the LCD... holy shit!!!
NOW, I HAVE MY OWN PALM TREO 680.
What's YOUR phone?? hehe
He was selling his Palm Treo 680 (www.palm.com/treo680). The Treo's on the auction sites were for around P13,000 to P21,000 and you would be doubtful if they were pre-prods or what not. (technical term... no time to explain) He was selling it for P18,000... Hmmmmmm... He needed the money and wanted a slimmer phone. I knew the guy way back from Kodak days so I thought, "what the hecK?" If he'd say yes to MY terms, I'm buying it.
Calculating the money I had, and will have, not to mention that I'll be going to Hong Kong this Christmas (YES!!!), I was so low on dough.
A few days back, my mom said that she was going to buy the tickets for the whole family as her Christmas gift to us. That saves me P14,000 on the spot.
In my wallet, I had P9,000 easy money which I'll be putting in the bank half as CC payment and the other half as savings.
So I recalculated:
P3,000 for 3 paydays, then the lumpsum, P9,000 from my Christmas bonus which I can give on the Sykes Christmas party. Hmmmmm... not bad... not bad at all.
So that's what I told him. Then I realized that I will have some money back from a benefit scheme I got from work. YESSS!! Extra money; it's like the money was prepared for me for this phone.
But then, I realized that it'll be 2 pay periods to the Christmas bonus instead of 3. Which means my lumpsum would become P12,000... Wait a f'in second. Mali mali mali.
So I decided to go for this offer instead.
P3,000 for two pay periods and P10,000 as lumpsum. Totalling to P16,000. Tumahimik si Kim bigla. Deym!! Aayaw ito. Well, good thing din kasi medyo bigla din yung gastos ko kung kumagat si mokong.
Then he asked kung kayang P10,000 initial d/p... I told him P6,000 lang ang maximum na maibibigay ko sa kanya that day and I was even willing to meet him at SITC since I was at TriNoma.
Isip muna daw... he'll text me the following morning since he was going to Better Living (near where I live) on Monday.
The next morning, he said P17,000. hmmmmm...
Papayag ako kung... here goes:
P6,000 d/p...
P4,000 sa a-30...
P7,000 lumpsum...
O loko! Pumayag si kumag. We met, he gave me the phone with the box and I gave him P6,000. The phone came with a crystal case and he said that he still has the leather case at home which he will give to me next time.
Fine... Fine... hindi pa nagsi-sink in na may phone NA AKO!! Until the night I came home. I checked the contents of the box. I needed to plug the charger at a power outlet and the USB cable to my PC.
Upon inspection, I saw the package included a CAR CHARGER!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!! A car charger. The cheapest for this phone should go for around P1,000 at least.
So then I recalculated what I had.
If... the crystal case and leather case were around P500 each, and the car charger would cost around P1,000, then th phone with the basic accessories would cose around... P15,000... OH SNAP!!! I MADE A GOOD DEAL!!!!
NO scratches on the phone and on the LCD... holy shit!!!
NOW, I HAVE MY OWN PALM TREO 680.
What's YOUR phone?? hehe
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Dazed and Confused...
I originally wanted to call this blog "Closure..." but I think the title pretty much speaks for itself.
It has been 269 days since I last stepped foot on my old home. 262 days since I officially said my goodbye, for me, to the best praise and worship team God has put together and trained. Bread From Heaven Christian Fellowship, Las Pinas was not only my home but this was where I learned the bond of camaraderie; the value of musicianship; loyalty and trust. This was where I grew as a Christian and as a skilled musician. Blessed with countless co-ministry workers staying to the wee hours of the morning to make sure that everything goes the way they should. Without expecting anything in return. That's loyalty. To me, that cannot be classified by any lovegift or paycheck to ensure they get the same result.
This morning, I spoke to my Music Director and good friend "Kuya Bobot" and talked about how different the people have become. We so as much would want to get together with our old team for old times sake; for musicianship; for camaraderie; and nothing more.
I don't want to try to explain why things happened or why people reacted the way they did but you can't help but try to think if these people do know you any better for them to prejudge you because you took a stand and left. You, on the other hand, never looked down on those who decided to stay. Surely, God has a purpose why I left and surely He has a purpose why they stayed and I am damn sure He will not let them go.
What hurts me even more is the fact that whenever you try not to mention about what happend in the past and just see each other as friends, they would automatically react like, "we are doing this just as friends, right? no politics involved." WTF?? Who said anything about politics?? Things happened, people fell down, but people get up, lick their wounds, and move on; Plain and simple. No regrets; no hesitation; no remorse. It's just one of those things we had to do but made so sure that it'll never, for a f'in second, affect the friendship that grew.
Because if the friendship happend and stayed because of the band, and since we are not part of the band anymore, then... that would mean... oh shit!!!
Namaaaaaaan! Matatanda na tayo...
It has been 269 days since I last stepped foot on my old home. 262 days since I officially said my goodbye, for me, to the best praise and worship team God has put together and trained. Bread From Heaven Christian Fellowship, Las Pinas was not only my home but this was where I learned the bond of camaraderie; the value of musicianship; loyalty and trust. This was where I grew as a Christian and as a skilled musician. Blessed with countless co-ministry workers staying to the wee hours of the morning to make sure that everything goes the way they should. Without expecting anything in return. That's loyalty. To me, that cannot be classified by any lovegift or paycheck to ensure they get the same result.
This morning, I spoke to my Music Director and good friend "Kuya Bobot" and talked about how different the people have become. We so as much would want to get together with our old team for old times sake; for musicianship; for camaraderie; and nothing more.
I don't want to try to explain why things happened or why people reacted the way they did but you can't help but try to think if these people do know you any better for them to prejudge you because you took a stand and left. You, on the other hand, never looked down on those who decided to stay. Surely, God has a purpose why I left and surely He has a purpose why they stayed and I am damn sure He will not let them go.
What hurts me even more is the fact that whenever you try not to mention about what happend in the past and just see each other as friends, they would automatically react like, "we are doing this just as friends, right? no politics involved." WTF?? Who said anything about politics?? Things happened, people fell down, but people get up, lick their wounds, and move on; Plain and simple. No regrets; no hesitation; no remorse. It's just one of those things we had to do but made so sure that it'll never, for a f'in second, affect the friendship that grew.
Because if the friendship happend and stayed because of the band, and since we are not part of the band anymore, then... that would mean... oh shit!!!
Namaaaaaaan! Matatanda na tayo...
Monday, October 15, 2007
Prove "us" Wrong...
The qualms of a call center agent:
Never think that we or they are unfair or that we overlooked you. It’s something so plain and simple. You are just not noticeable enough. Maybe, you are noticeable but because of the stats you are producing.
Sure, you are at the top of your game. You hit all metrices with minimal effort. You easily adjust to whatever situation is given to you. You had a good run until that lone disappointment that pulled your ego down and dwindle in your depression for a few weeks, thus affecting your performance the weeks that followed. Then when another opportunity comes, your current numbers disqualify you and pull you down into your comfortable room of self-pity all the more. Who is to blame? The manager who didn’t endorse you? The Team Lead who failed to give you your monthly pep talk? Sure, they didn’t push you enough and sure, they breathe down your neck every second humanly possible.
Maybe they don’t give you additional tasks but would rather give it to your newbie seatmate who already has 10 non-JD related tasks and was more than happy to receive their 11th. What’s wrong in this picture? What can I do to make sure this is corrected?
There is nothing to be corrected. It’s life. The other people get that chance because they take that chance. They make us [management] know that they want it. Take note, people. Simply saying that you want it does not quite qualify as letting-us-know-that-you-want-it. You will have to show us.
Your direct supervisors may see it but if you really want upper management to take notice, you will have to stand out. Not standing out and sitting beside the manong guard or the lady guard but making your presence felt.
When I was younger, errr… eons ago, my last year in high school didn’t go off to a good start. 1st to 3rd year high, I was doing well with my grades. On the beginning of the 4th year, in the school were I came from (Shekinah Christian Training Center, Wiki it. Ü), the punishment for a grave offense would be paddling. (Yes, folks. Paddling… you know? The wooden paddle slamming against your soft tushy.) Now, imagine getting caught for the gravest offense twice in a quarter and they call in your dad to “paddle” you. That’s not the worst part. Imagine if you dad was the Tiger Woods of his time. To make the long story short I was given two whacks each with his left (presumed the “weaker” arm… boy, was I dead wrong) arm.
Then after that, the teachers would be looking after me twice as much as the next student. Every I walk around campus, someone would always ask what I was doing until graduation. (I graduated, of course)
At the lowest point of my life, I felt that I had no one to turn to. Until my mom told me something so simple yet so mind daunting. “Son, I know what you’re capable of. I know you’re a failure. (ouch!) Having that said and if you are better than we think you are, it’s your job to prove us wrong.”
Quite a long story for such a short point but the bottom line is, if you want to make the cut, don’t expect us to give it to you; you will have to earn it. If we think you are something you are not, prove us wrong; make your presence felt.
Don’t expect us to give you everything that you need. We worked hard getting to where we are right now and to tell you frankly, the stress, the headache, and sometimes the tears, is all worth it.
Wanna be where we are right now? Wanna be our colleague? Prove us wrong…
- Not getting the break (promotion) they deserve.
- Not being treated equally.
- Not being allowed to go on leave.
- Being bypassed.
Never think that we or they are unfair or that we overlooked you. It’s something so plain and simple. You are just not noticeable enough. Maybe, you are noticeable but because of the stats you are producing.
Sure, you are at the top of your game. You hit all metrices with minimal effort. You easily adjust to whatever situation is given to you. You had a good run until that lone disappointment that pulled your ego down and dwindle in your depression for a few weeks, thus affecting your performance the weeks that followed. Then when another opportunity comes, your current numbers disqualify you and pull you down into your comfortable room of self-pity all the more. Who is to blame? The manager who didn’t endorse you? The Team Lead who failed to give you your monthly pep talk? Sure, they didn’t push you enough and sure, they breathe down your neck every second humanly possible.
Maybe they don’t give you additional tasks but would rather give it to your newbie seatmate who already has 10 non-JD related tasks and was more than happy to receive their 11th. What’s wrong in this picture? What can I do to make sure this is corrected?
There is nothing to be corrected. It’s life. The other people get that chance because they take that chance. They make us [management] know that they want it. Take note, people. Simply saying that you want it does not quite qualify as letting-us-know-that-you-want-it. You will have to show us.
Your direct supervisors may see it but if you really want upper management to take notice, you will have to stand out. Not standing out and sitting beside the manong guard or the lady guard but making your presence felt.
When I was younger, errr… eons ago, my last year in high school didn’t go off to a good start. 1st to 3rd year high, I was doing well with my grades. On the beginning of the 4th year, in the school were I came from (Shekinah Christian Training Center, Wiki it. Ü), the punishment for a grave offense would be paddling. (Yes, folks. Paddling… you know? The wooden paddle slamming against your soft tushy.) Now, imagine getting caught for the gravest offense twice in a quarter and they call in your dad to “paddle” you. That’s not the worst part. Imagine if you dad was the Tiger Woods of his time. To make the long story short I was given two whacks each with his left (presumed the “weaker” arm… boy, was I dead wrong) arm.
Then after that, the teachers would be looking after me twice as much as the next student. Every I walk around campus, someone would always ask what I was doing until graduation. (I graduated, of course)
At the lowest point of my life, I felt that I had no one to turn to. Until my mom told me something so simple yet so mind daunting. “Son, I know what you’re capable of. I know you’re a failure. (ouch!) Having that said and if you are better than we think you are, it’s your job to prove us wrong.”
Quite a long story for such a short point but the bottom line is, if you want to make the cut, don’t expect us to give it to you; you will have to earn it. If we think you are something you are not, prove us wrong; make your presence felt.
Don’t expect us to give you everything that you need. We worked hard getting to where we are right now and to tell you frankly, the stress, the headache, and sometimes the tears, is all worth it.
Wanna be where we are right now? Wanna be our colleague? Prove us wrong…
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Vanity Sucks
To a certain degree, all the women I know are pretty. They are just not convinced that they are. Why? How? It shows in the way they pose for the camera. They feel that they only have one angle and that that is the only good angle that they have.
A few weeks back, I was fortunate to go to Boracay with a bunch of my college friends. Boy did we have a blast. Sure, we got home at 6PM (read it clearly folks, PM not AM) but I can say I've had so much fun.
Anyway, I brought along my Canon IXUS 900Ti digital camera boosted with a 4GB SD card. (1300++ High Res. pictures, baybee). Of course, I told my friends that I would be the only one with the camera so that we all can have one set of pictures. Which means they will be the ones holding the camera more than I do; which is fine.
When we got home, I was happy to see over 500 shots. "This will be a memorable trip", I thought. Upon inspection, I saw around 3/4 of the pictures were all of one friend. That was fine only that she just had one pose and one angle. The angled smile showing off the right side of her face. I noticed that it was beginning to become a pattern when even if the camera was on the left side, she would exert an effort to make that right angled pose. Even if it would make her look odd which did.
I then started looking at my friendster profile and noticed that ALL girls had a signature angle and would post it all over. They would brag that they went to different places but if it weren't of rht edifferent clothes they were wearing, I could have sworn they took many shots at the same time.
Yeesh...
A few weeks back, I was fortunate to go to Boracay with a bunch of my college friends. Boy did we have a blast. Sure, we got home at 6PM (read it clearly folks, PM not AM) but I can say I've had so much fun.
Anyway, I brought along my Canon IXUS 900Ti digital camera boosted with a 4GB SD card. (1300++ High Res. pictures, baybee). Of course, I told my friends that I would be the only one with the camera so that we all can have one set of pictures. Which means they will be the ones holding the camera more than I do; which is fine.
When we got home, I was happy to see over 500 shots. "This will be a memorable trip", I thought. Upon inspection, I saw around 3/4 of the pictures were all of one friend. That was fine only that she just had one pose and one angle. The angled smile showing off the right side of her face. I noticed that it was beginning to become a pattern when even if the camera was on the left side, she would exert an effort to make that right angled pose. Even if it would make her look odd which did.
I then started looking at my friendster profile and noticed that ALL girls had a signature angle and would post it all over. They would brag that they went to different places but if it weren't of rht edifferent clothes they were wearing, I could have sworn they took many shots at the same time.
Yeesh...
Monday, September 3, 2007
Oddities
Last Saturday, my dad asked me to bring our 10 year old Mazda to have the Clutch Master Cylinder checked. For some reason, when you step on the clutch, it does not engage the gear. My dad, being the engineer that he is, suspected that the Clutch Master Cylinder needs to be replaced; the ENTIRE kit. He figured that the kit would cost, roughly, P250. Boy, was he dead wrong. After inspection, the entire repair cost P2,050. He was obviously a ZERO (0) short.
Anyway, that's not the point of this blog. At the shop; MGA Auto Repairs at Merville. Beside DMCI Homes along the service road is where I took our car to have the damn thing inspected and replaced. Mel, the owner was pretty much on top of things. Knowing where everything was; knowing where all of his mechanics were. Though he was not directly handling my car, he was up and about at 6:30 in the morning (take note that I still lacked sleep because Peter and I met and discussed a business we were thinking of getting ourselves into -- that's another blog altogether.)
The fun thing about the entire setup was the relationship Mel had with his mechanics. It was not the usual boss-employee thing. Sure, he is the boss but he was more of the friend than he was the dictator. One guy was sweeping the floor when his friend ran to him and informed him that his wife just gave birth that very instant. Without batting an eyelash, Mel simply waved him off and told him to tend to his wife. In the corporate world, you cannot even breathe without filing the necessary paperwork.
So the dude sped off and it was business as usual.
The next thing I noticed was that amidst all the hustle and bustle in the repair shop, there was a short dude; a midget; walking around the place. Turns out that this guy has been working there for a year now as their jester, their errand boy because he simply needed a job. Boy, if all employers had that kind of heart, then no one would be unemployed.
An hour and half later, the car was fixed and running like... well... it was running nonetheless.
I admired how Mel dealt with his team. Makes me look at myself and see how I am as a Leader. Wish I could be as kind as him but still get the respect and loyalty from my members. Hey, they don't earn much but they stayed. What more with my team?
Anyway, that's not the point of this blog. At the shop; MGA Auto Repairs at Merville. Beside DMCI Homes along the service road is where I took our car to have the damn thing inspected and replaced. Mel, the owner was pretty much on top of things. Knowing where everything was; knowing where all of his mechanics were. Though he was not directly handling my car, he was up and about at 6:30 in the morning (take note that I still lacked sleep because Peter and I met and discussed a business we were thinking of getting ourselves into -- that's another blog altogether.)
The fun thing about the entire setup was the relationship Mel had with his mechanics. It was not the usual boss-employee thing. Sure, he is the boss but he was more of the friend than he was the dictator. One guy was sweeping the floor when his friend ran to him and informed him that his wife just gave birth that very instant. Without batting an eyelash, Mel simply waved him off and told him to tend to his wife. In the corporate world, you cannot even breathe without filing the necessary paperwork.
So the dude sped off and it was business as usual.
The next thing I noticed was that amidst all the hustle and bustle in the repair shop, there was a short dude; a midget; walking around the place. Turns out that this guy has been working there for a year now as their jester, their errand boy because he simply needed a job. Boy, if all employers had that kind of heart, then no one would be unemployed.
An hour and half later, the car was fixed and running like... well... it was running nonetheless.
I admired how Mel dealt with his team. Makes me look at myself and see how I am as a Leader. Wish I could be as kind as him but still get the respect and loyalty from my members. Hey, they don't earn much but they stayed. What more with my team?
Saturday, September 1, 2007
My Frustrations Bottled Up
I so wanted to move up. But I just had to get a memo over a petty thing which I believe could have been avoided. Still, I think that was uncalled for.
Now that that's out of the way. Lemme say a few things to Implementation Managers in general. Think hard on who you are getting. How can you be sure that that person is better than I am? To put everybody up to speed with things. I was eying for a promotion where in I was turned down because I did'nt have the experience they were looking for. Now, is that why people call it "promotion"? Don't they have things called "trainings" for that?? What makes an L1 going to a Team Lead or a Team Lead going to a manegerial role differ from a Fresh Grad going to L1? Nothing!!! But why do you guys prefer laterrals over new blood?? How stupid it is when you ask someone if they have experience over something they don't normally do. Of course the general answer would be NO.
The reason why I stayed in this company is because I was led to believe that "if you stay long enough and work hard enough, you can get promoted". But that isnot what we are seeingnow are we? You would rather get someone who has been in and out of the company three times in the last 3 years over someone who has never left the company at all.
Another thing that bugs me is the fact that they "NEED" the person badly that they threat us on not getting the candidate if we don't release them earlier than we can. Then at the end of it all, you extend the deadline. Stupid. Just stupid.
Now that that's out of the way. Lemme say a few things to Implementation Managers in general. Think hard on who you are getting. How can you be sure that that person is better than I am? To put everybody up to speed with things. I was eying for a promotion where in I was turned down because I did'nt have the experience they were looking for. Now, is that why people call it "promotion"? Don't they have things called "trainings" for that?? What makes an L1 going to a Team Lead or a Team Lead going to a manegerial role differ from a Fresh Grad going to L1? Nothing!!! But why do you guys prefer laterrals over new blood?? How stupid it is when you ask someone if they have experience over something they don't normally do. Of course the general answer would be NO.
The reason why I stayed in this company is because I was led to believe that "if you stay long enough and work hard enough, you can get promoted". But that isnot what we are seeingnow are we? You would rather get someone who has been in and out of the company three times in the last 3 years over someone who has never left the company at all.
Another thing that bugs me is the fact that they "NEED" the person badly that they threat us on not getting the candidate if we don't release them earlier than we can. Then at the end of it all, you extend the deadline. Stupid. Just stupid.
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