New Leaf

I am turning a new leaf and focusing more on the business side, with a little teaching and a lot of my kids. I hope that could be a good formula for the long term. I love how I can spend more time with the kids, or do more things for the kids. I love my life! Thank God for it!

Election Fever

I had to wait for a looong time before I could vote. But I opted to persevere cause I want my vote to count. I also want to be part of history as this is the first automated election in the Philippines.

I was able to cast my vote at 10 o' clock in the evening yesterday. My cousins did vote at almost 2 AM today. Why you ask? Honestly, I didn't count the technology as a main factor. It was the clustering of the 5 precincts partnered with the inexperienced staff and inefficient system. It could have been better if they had like a directive on how to implement the election. What happened was every clustered precinct had its own manager with their own management styles. The other precincts finished around 8 PM with their own styles. Ours, apparently, chose a method that worsened the already tensed situation.

Oh well. At least at the end of the day, what mattered is I was able to vote.

APO pa rin

Sentiments of an APO Fan

From Panglao Island Nature Resort, we went home straight. As the edifices passed by my gaze, I couldn’t help but note how my mind (and heart) stayed at Verdant Pavilion. It’s true indeed that with every memorable song comes a section of your life. This holds true to most of my fave songs, but with APO songs . . . I just love their music! Their songs didn’t flood a particular memory but a big fraction of my youth. I was so happy watching them while singing to their tunes. I felt so liberated with their music. I even noticed that at times, my jaw was open. Ha ha!

Yet, my happiness was short-lived as I was engulfed by melancholy sentiments when I realized I couldn’t line up to have my album signed. Yes, it might sound so petty but I just couldn’t help think how it was a history for me since I wouldn’t see them again perform much less be near them. It was actually the first time I bought an APO album. Although I am a fan, I listened to their songs through my mother’s musical files. She bought the albums and I listened to them he he.

Frankly, still am sad about not seeing them near. My delightful experience didn’t reach full circle. Nevertheless, I am happy I had the chance to see them at all.

Truly, such sentiments quantify me as a fan. :-)

Artemis' birthday

My son's birthday is January 16 at dumating na ang April ng hindi ako nakablog haha! Here are some of the pictures.

sidetracked

I realized that facebook is keeping me away from my blog. It has been a while since I posted my last entry. I have a different disposition now and I'm glad to say it is in the better side. I just have to let go of some of my worries and voila! I couldn't imagine the impact it could do. I'm not saying it was easy and I admit I am still bothered at times. But once you weigh the advantages and dwell on it..... chances are you'll get convinced sooner than later. :-) And now, I'm officially back to blogging! Woohoo!

farm bandwagon

I just got hooked in this farming frenzy. Quite entertaining but definitely time-consuming, I must say.

Fun Fun Fun

Andre's exhibit

Andre's artwork at 4 years old

With Manong Braveheart (His artwork is the one at the right side)

With Teacher Mitzi

With Lola Nene Lungay

With Manong Bravey, Ate Nicole and fave classmate John Rey

Way to comfort

"No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was."
-- Job 2:13b (NIV)


This passage refers to Job, suffering painful sores all over his body. His friends came to sympathize with him for 7 days and 7 nights. And they did so by not saying anything. Instead they just stayed with him. Making themselves available to his aid if ever he needed help. They knew Job was experiencing great pain and they did not pretend they knew how he felt. They acted on one simple truth -- he was suffering so much.

Sometimes in life, we try to comfort other people by saying things to them or giving them advices that we thought would benefit them. Although we have the best interest when doing so, it may not be the best approach after all. For a suffering friend, the utmost comfort we can safely give may be the most silent approach there is. Let's just be there when they need us. No need to say anything. It works better this way. This I've learned from Job's friends.