Lazy Achiever
April 21, 2010There is so much I love to write. I must admit that I failed my promise the second time around. It’s been a while since I blogged, succumed to the fact that I am, finally, a certified lazy lady professional.
Oh well, there’s nothing much to do but accept it. I should accept it. I think that I must not push myself too harshly; trying to be a well-disciplined human factory. Wake up! Gone are the days that I was like a puppet, controlled by my psycholgical master who dressed me with a classic fashion design called ‘obsessive compulsiveness’.
No matter how I want to be as neurotic as before, it could never happen again as I have lived and loved? a new lifestyle now. Okay, I may not love it that much ‘coz I know I’m carrying a huge sack of laziness behind my back, but looking back, I still prefer my life as what it has become.
Admittedly, my job gives me that tantamount of pride I never felt way back. I don’t need to elaborate. Enough is the fact that I am able to help, in one way or another, uplift my ffamily’s status. Happy I am when neighbours look up to my parents who have kids that didn’t fail them.
So much ado about nothing…I’m already different. Ironic, isn’t it? But that how my life goes, as of the moment. I am a LAZY ACHIEVER!
Guilty Ako!
January 19, 2010Maraming pangyayari sa buhay ko ang kadalasa’y rason kung bakit ang hirap pumikit at matulog ng mahimbing. Nariyan ang mga bagay-bagay na inaambisyon kong maangkin.
Nung bata pa ako’y simple lang ang pangarap ko. Ngunit sa aking pagtanda, naniniwala na ako na kapag hawak mo na ang iyong pangarap ay kadalasa’y hindi pa rin sapat. Gultiy ako dito!
Naalala ko noong isang araw akoy bumisita sa aking tindahan, sumakay ako ng taxi at nagkaroon kami ng magandang pag-uusap ng matandang Batanguenyong drayber. Pinag-usapan namin ang mga kandidato pagkapangulo sa nalalapit na eleksiyon 2010. Isa sa lahat ng mga sinabi niya ang tumatak sa aking isipan. Ang tao, pag mahirap ay naghahangad yumaman. Pag yumaman na ay naghahangad maging mas mayaman. Kapagka nakamit na ang estadong sobra pa sa sapat ay naghahangad pa na maging milyonaryo at kasunod nun ang pagiging bilyonaryo.
Iisa lang ang napagtatnto ko sa sinabing iyon ni manong drayber: na ang tao ay mahirap makuntento. Nagkakasala, nagiging sakim, nakakagawa ng mga bagay-bagay na noong mga bata pa sila’y di nila lubos maisip na magagawa nila.
Ano kaya ang dapat gawin upang pawiin ang ganitong pag-uugali ng mga tao? Hindi ko alam! Ngunit, isang bagay ang tumutulong sa akin upang panatilihing nakatapak sa lupa ang aking mga paa; ang makasaksi sa ano mang paraan ang nararanasan ng ibang sadlak sa lupa.
Habang natatanaw ko ang kahirapan ng iba, nahihiya ako para sa aking sarili; kapag pinuproblema ko ang susoting damit sa kasal na pupuntahan habang ang iba’y pinakamagandang damit na ang hand-me-down clothes na galing sa donasyon ng kung sinu-sino, kapag nagrereklamo ako sa aking trabaho habang ang iba’y walang choice kundi ang manlimos para makakain man lang ng isang beses isang araw, kapag pinuproblema ko ang pambili ng makabagong laptop habang ang iba’y ni papel ay walang maipambili. Nakakahiya, di ba?
Bakit ako ganito? Na-guiguilty ako. Kaya pinangako ko sa sarili ko, tutulong ako sa mga taong nagsilbing ispirasyon ko o naging dahilan upang huwag tuluyang lumaki ang ulo ko sa ano mang paraan. Hindi ko alam kung epektibo pero basta’t makakatulong, gagawin ko.
Higit sa lahat, maraming salamat sa inyo. Hindi man napapansin ng iba pero kayo ay bayani sa tulad kong ginawa kayong inspirasyon upang di matulad sa iba na walang pakundangan sa pagpapayaman sa salapi. Kayo ang nagsilbing kaagapay ko upang pangalagaan ang meron ako ngayon. Dahil sa inyo, lalo kong minahal ang meron ako ngayon. Natuto akong makuntento at magpasalamat sa kung ano mang meron ako ngayon.
At dahil dito, marapat lang na may gawin din ako para sa inyo. Hayaan niyo ako na sa simpleng paraan ay makatulong ako ng paunti-unti sa inyo.
A Day in a Beach
November 20, 2009After two years, I went home again in Polomolok, South Cotabato. Since it’s only a five-day vacation, my sister and I already planned the activities way before November 4, the day I went home. Although I have my own agenda, most of my days there were spent with my family.
We were able to spend one Saturday on a beach in Glan, Sarangani. I’ve heard and read a lot of nice reviews regarding the beaches in Gumasa. My sister and I really prepared for this and thank GOD it did push through. The best part of the day was when Kikay, our dog, was able to free herself from tying that my sister did. According to the caretaker, they were after her who run directly in the canteen. When there was no familiar face, Kikay dove directly into the beach. She probably thought we were drowning. It was our first time to see our Kikay swimming.
The day really ended so well. I seldom go home and my decision was right. I shouldn’t settle for anything less when I’m at home. Glad I did choose Rosal Beach Resort than the beaches in the area I’m familiar with. I will definitely go back, next time, in other beach nearby. 
I have a few shots of Rosal Beach Resort, where we had fun for a day. Because it’s a non-peak season for beach lovers, we were able to enjoy the beach with only few people.
Chenks!
October 20, 2009I just would like to thank Ms. Nanette Tan, who worked with me on my first studio photoshoot, for sharing some of my works on her website.
Pinoys’ Version of Blessing in Disguise
October 9, 2009Something’s going on in my country. I just couldn’t decipher, yet, what it is. I just feel that it is something I should be happy about.
Recent events happened that gave sadness to Pinoys. The death of the Master Rapper Francis Magalona for one. I remember how his death took us by surprise. Although everyone was aware of his illness, we did not expect that he’ll succumb to it. During his illness, he was still able to appear on different shows and even performed with ardent fervor. The big loss in the music industry was really felt, not just because of his talent but because of his devotion to our nation as heard in his songs and seen in his designs. His death paved the way for us, Pinoys, how we can contribute something to our nation in our own simple ways.
My country also mourned for the death of former President Corazon “Cory” Aquino, one of the greatest democratic icons of our country. The street were flooded with people, from all walks of life, who paid their last respect for the late former president. The color of yellow, which we considered as the color of democracy, was seen everywhere. The letter “L” was affixed on Pinoy’s hands to convey, once again, the message of LABAN. Everyone, that time, was reliving the strong emotion brought about by EDSA revolution.
And lastly, the reason of our latest grieve, Ondoy, has left many Pinoys homeless. The damage caused by the typhoon is too deavstating and worse, the death toll has reached to more than 200 . Fortunately, the number of volunteers who offered help has been increasing and donations has kept on coming. Ondoy may already left our country but his trail of fury will undeniably stay for awhile.
Certainly, these are circumstances that I shouldn’t be happy about. But looking at the response of my fellow Pinoys made me think otherwise. I hadn’t expected that the death of our Master Rapper, Francis Magalona, would bring forth the value of nationalism. I heard people singing Mga Kababayan Ko and saw how they sang it with so much emotion as if yelling to the world, I AM A PROUD PINOY. Pinoys were also seen wearing shirts with the Master Rapper’s nationalistic designs. I felt that they wore those shirts with pride as they show everyone the three stars and a sun, signifying that they, too, like Francis M., can express the spirit of nationalism upon doing so.
We also consider the death of the former President Corazon ‘Cory’ Aquino a big loss to us. I was elated, however, seeing the cortege rendered to one of our democratic icons. It has proven, only too well, how grateful Pinoys are for the democracy she fought for us. This gratefulness also signifies our readiness to fight for the salvation of democracy. Once again, a message of threat was, inadvertently, sent to the power-hungry officials of our country as it conveyed that political power is nothing compared to the supreme power that resides in the people. Indeed, her death kindled the fire in us that slept, way too much.
And who would ever think that a six hour non-stop rain would drown Metro Manila? It is quite obvious how Ondoy brought destruction to our capital. I, myself, has a mouthful of horror stories from my relatives, friends, and colleagues. But despite all these, I also hear unending acts of heroism. Rich and poor joined hand-in hand to help one another from the rushing flood. A view of the aftermath gave a chance for Pinoys, here and abroad, to prove how we love our country by extending help to the victims.
Hope is, probably, what I see amidst all these adversities. I would surmise that we have in us the three elements that we can use as ingredients in making Philippines a better place to live in; the so-called Pilipino pride, the readiness to fight, and the compassion for each other. Our government may play an important role in this endeavour but I, guess, it is really in our own individual effort that we can truly achieve this dream. After all, I can still see smiles all over despite the lack of…, the turmoil, and the loss which makes me think that we have a high endurance level; something we can make use of not just in times of crises. Imagine how we can give something back to our country…
First Studio Photo Shoot
August 13, 2009I know I have the “eye”. (Naks! Feeling ba?) This belief pushed me to set a studio photo shoot for the first time. Although I don’t have those very advanced gears, I know I can have something out of my Nikon D60. I am not a professional photographer, the main reason I don’t upgrade that fast. I’d rather maximize the potential of what I have. After all, I consider my D60 a friend. We can both depend on each another.
I invited make-up artists and fashion designers for the shoot. Luckily, I was able to pick one of each, who would be available on the schedule I set. The shoot materialized last July 25, 2009 at Studio 33 with Anna Domonique Acac as the model, Nanette Tan as the make-up artist, and Jhorisa Araral as the fashion designer.
The shoot has three themes; contemporary, Grecian, and avant-garde. Since I only reserved the place for only three hours, I instructed the team to change and retouch as fast as they can. Nanette amazed me with the transformation she did to the model for 20 minutes or less. By the way, she used only Mac cosmetics for the shoot. Jhorisa, likewise, did her job in less than 20 minutes per design. The dress were just big cloths pinned all together to create a dress. Those three dresses were absolutely fabulous. And of course, the model who posed simply but created so much emotions on the photos was as fabuluous as well . I just love her. She’s my cousin, by the way.
The shoot was packed up after five hours. The first hour was spent from the lighting crash course given by the owner of Studio 33, Chris Banez Mariano, plus lots of breaks in between to keep the team in high spirits.
All in all, the shoot was successful. I was so tired after the shoot but it’s definitely worth the money, pressure, stress, and effort.
Until the next shoot…
Stop Complaining…Start Appreciating!!!
July 18, 2009Who keeps me inspired is not MJ, of course, but the people in this video. They always open my eyes to the reality that I’m so lucky and that I should not allow what I have right now to go to waste. Instead, I’ll let it bloom and then I’ll share its fruits.
These inspirations are not hard to find. Just look around and you’ll surely see.
Watch and see how lucky we are spending time and money surfing the net. They don’t even know how to operate a computer.
Anyway, I have two favorite , well for the lack of a better term, beggars. One is an old blind man and a boy. They usually ask alms in pair. They don’t look dirty at all. The first time I saw them, the boy got a piece of bread inside a plastic bag which seems to be their lunch. It touched my heart.
From then on, I want to see them and give them something everytime I passed by Agham Road corner Quezon Avenue in Quezon City. They wore smiles that makes me think that if they only have a choice to live differently, they would. That is one reason I don’t give a damn to people who discourages me to give because they’ll be used to it. They need it for the day, for Christ’s sake. I even saw the boy selling rugs one rainy afternoon. I mean, wake up people, they are trying to make ends meet so let me do my way to help them.
Honestly, I tried to email Wish Ko Lang but to no avail. I understand because there are millions of request sent there daily. I understand how hard it is to filter all those request.
Truly, these people keeps me grounded. I think that this is one reason why they exist.; to remind us that we should always be humble like the One up there who once lived down here.
A Home Service Massage
July 12, 2009I just had a massage awhile ago and it was done here in my home. Before, I used to go to malls and other spa clinics to avail this service. But thanks to a colleague who introduced me to this set-up, now I can have a truly relaxing massage experience at the comfort of my home.
All along, I thought that home service massage is only a thing in the provinces. This is probably due to lack of spa clinics in the area. Well, I’m not so sure for now if this is still the case since the number of clinics is growing faster in recent years. It’s also a fad that crawls to different routes from the metro to other areas and creates its own tree there.
As I see it, I’m getting back to the basics. Although, I can not contest the luxury of the place and service rendered in spa clinics, I still prefer that it will be done at home where I can lie down in my bed hours after the service. There is no need to be reminded that an hour of massage is done and I must get up and leave or else I will pay for the extra time; which is not at all a joke. It is expensive with an average of Php 700 depending on the location and other services and products offered. On the other hand, an hour of home service massage would only cost me Php250. That’s a big difference.
There’s a lot of contacts around the metro but I chose the Pain Away Home Service Massage. So far, MJ (one of their masseuse) did very well. She did a combination of swedish and shiatsu massage and used eucalyptus oil with it. It’s really so relaxing for a very busy person like me. I’ll sure have this service once every five weeks.
Shoes
June 22, 2009Yesterday, I was so tired but I had fun. My boyriend and I went to Trinoma to shop. I decided to complete my plan to have five pairs of shoes. I really want to wear a different pair everyday of the week. I feel that it’s just right. I don’t know why but I must complete those five pairs.
Well, finally, I have it all. I am so happy that I completed my footwear.
I Thought It All Wrong
June 16, 2009O my gush! Just doing my beauty routine, I realize I’m missing so much by taking aside the most important things in my life. I thought there was nothing much to do except getting myself busy at work and sleeping the whole time at home. But I was totally wrong.
Good thing I do blogging again. Yes, I do have a blog before but that was only made due to so much pretentions. I decided to set my previous blog in private so no one can read it anymore. And I started this new blog.
Anyway, I have already things in mind; things that I want to share here. But first, since there are so many ideas running inside my head, I’ll get my 2009 Belle de Jour power Planner, which I have not used for the last five months due to lack of things to do, and I will fill it up with things I want to write in this blog.
Stay tuned!
OCness is not at all negative!
It is really frustrating trying to get back on line. There are so many attempts to get myself back into a super-organized-and-neat-freak lady. I am missing that part in me that knows where I place my black bikini underwear three months ago. Now, I couldn’t figure out where’s what in my four cabinets.
Don’t get me wrong. I know I have a larger and definitely more items in my cabinets. And they are more expensive than before. Actually, I’ve been putting new items there weekly. I love the idea of it because it only means I have fluid overflowing today than before.
What makes it frustrating is how I view myself just by looking at it. It’s actually arranged…not by me but my helper. I’m not familiar with the arrangement. Yes, I see the partitions, from my clothes and gadgets to my bags and shoes. However, I have a feeling that it isnt mine. Or it is not just me. I feel that somehow, it reflects my curreent status in life. And that is, sad to say, a lazy career woman.
This isn’t what I planned when I was still in college. Actually, I know that I’m an obsessive complusive creature since I was at the age of five but that’s fine with me. No matter how psychology books define it as illness, I couldn’t care less. I was born with it. And I love being that kind of freak. In fact, I thanked that part of me because it helped me survived my school life. If not for OCness, I might have thrown my life somewhere unworthy for the senses.
Blogging might help me. Still, I have no idea how. I guess this kind of activity will bring back the discipline I once had. If that happens, I believe that I can lead myself easily to where I plan it to be. I, surely, don’t want everything to go to waste. It is my fear, the reason I must get serious from now on.
I am already here now. In fact, where I am right now is a dream of many. I have to take good care of this. I will make this abundant.
So, help me GOD!
