Sunday, December 11, 2011

It's Christmas

How i miss those days when all I would do is watch christmas videos on vcd from my cousin's collections... One of these videos that I love, and one that often gives me a feeling of nostalgia.. is from the Rosie O'donnell show. Love's in our heart on christmas by NSYNC.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Another day for Kuya Phany

November 30, 2011

I woke up from Kuya Ote's anxious words: "Boss, si Kuya Phany nalunod sa swimming pool." I realised it's 3 AM and from that, I just got a wonderful sleep and thought it was nothing but mere "kalasingan" of Kuya Phany. Then Kuya Ote kept pulling my legs, telling me to get up and see Kuya Phany. From that I realized something serious is happening and so I stood up and went to the swimming pool area expecting a Kuya Phany lying on the floor, being resuscitated. Thank God, I found him standing with Kuya Barok by his side.Assisting and supporting him towards our cottage.

I wanted to go back to sleep. But the idea that someone from our team had almost died, kept me awake. Kuya Phany kept telling me bout his mistake - that he lost his breath - that he miscalculated his swimming and everything. I wanted to scold him, but that would be to no avail for he was just so drunk that surely he won't be able to absorb everything I'm going to say and that he will just forget everything that had happened. And so, I kept my mouth shut.

I really got the chills with the things that Kuya Barok told me about the incident:

Phany was dead, as declared by the lifeguard, who panicked by the sight of Kuya Phany's unconscious body. He was seen floating on the water for a minute. And was later drawn out of the water with his tongue drawn back to his throat and his whole body on very stiff and lifeless state. Thanks to Kuya Barok's optimism and knowledge in first aide, he was able to revive Kuya Phany. Without it, I would have spent this night in Pampanga for Kuya Phany's wake.

I can't stand the thought of another one from my team would pass away. We've had enough already - Kuya Gary and my dear Kuya Bonong.

I've been away from my family for so long and I've tried everything to build a new family out of my new-found friends in the field. And it would be so hard to see someone bid goodbye. And though it would be ka-OA han to focus on this subject, I wouldn't mind sharing it for this has been a part of me. And though it doesn't always show, I consider myself as the most appreciative individual of the GE men in Certeza (of course, next to Ate Lala), most appreciative when it comes to relationships.

Well, I guess it was really not yet Phanoy's time to leave for God still gave him another day to drink and get drunk once more. Hahaha.

After all that has happened at dawn, I spent all my time waiting for the sun to rise, for I can't go to sleep. I was then so really thankful that Kuya Phany has once again survived.

Later, I found Art sleeping inside the van and Ruby Ann with Syd on one of the cottages.


PHOTO: Sunrise in Sariaya. Strolling by the beach, waiting for the sun to rise.
PHOTO: Picture-taking before demobilization.
From Left: Kuya Barok,, Broder, Arnel, Kuya Phany, Kuya Rudy, Eric Atinas, Kuya Toloy, and Kuya Otep (seated)
PHOTO: Dinner @ Kuya Barok's house. It was about 7 in the evening when we arrived in Sariaya. We found the survey team preparing the food for the overnight stay in Villa Del Prado Resort.
(clockwise from left: B-ann, Jefferson (OJT), Reyfel, Art, and Martin (OJT)

Monday, November 7, 2011

SAD GOODBYE

It seems just yesterday
When we first met
 It’s not so long ago, I guess

But now you’re telling me
You’re gonna leave me
I just can’t believe it

Coz I know I’ll be missing you
Without you, it’ll be a different show

Chorus:
When you go, please keep a smile with you
For all my sadness, I will never show you
I will try my best not to cry
As you say your sad goodbye

For a while, we’re like a family
Always there in every way
It’s just so sad to see you going away
How I wish that you could stay

A little while, for just a little more time
So it won’t hurt to say goodbye

Chorus:
When you go, please keep a smile with you
For all my sadness, I will never show you
I will try my best not to cry
As you say your sad goodbye

Adlib:

I know I will see you again
In another place and another time

Chorus:
When you go, please keep a smile with you
For all my sadness, I will never show you
I will try my best not to cry
As you say your sad goodbye

As you go, remember that we care
In our hearts the friendship will remain
We will try our best not to cry
As you leave with sad goodbye

….as you leave with saaaad goodbye.


When strong emotions pour out, that's basically the time when someone produces masterpieces and magnificent works of art. Though I can't say that the song written above is an obra maestra, I must say that I wrote it, out of my feelings to someone who's so dear to me...a person who served not only as a coworker but someone who treated me like a family - that's my Ate Lala.

A year ago. As I entered the surveys department, I immediately felt a certain connection to Kuya Leo, Kiko and most specially to Ate Lala. It was probably due to their wholesome and coming disposition that makes anyone who enters their area, feel so at home. I never can imagine that one year without Ate Lala's ideas and advice. And now, the time has finally come when we have to part ways.

Good Luck and God bless for all your endeavors Ate.
We will miss you.






Ate Lala in pink...




















Friday, September 2, 2011

My "September 1" friends

Time just passes so quickly that I haven't realized that it's already been a couple of years when I was hired in Metrobank(where I stayed only for like couple of months).

September 1, 2009, that is. And it just feel so good to reminisce on the experience that I had. Setting my foot on Cebu and Manila for the first time, meeting new friends, and leaving the banking world after 2 months to have more travels around the country. I guess, the Metrobank experience just served as a first step, a commencement for more travels.Haha. After Metrobank, as I can remember, I've gone to Negros Occidental-Nueva Vizcaya-Baguio-Banaue-Benguet-Gen San-Cebu-Quezon Province-Pangasinan-La Union, and many places I never thought I'd be able to visit. 

Anyhow, I'm so thankful for these trips and travels but somehow a big part of all of these work experiences, that seemed so distressing yet heartwarming, difficult but influential, disturbing yet edifying, still belongs to the Metrobank experience. In a way, it taught me how to be more careful in making decisions and in managing stress at work. And most of all, it led to me to meeting remarkable friends, Some of whom remained good advisers in the religious and spiritual aspect of my life, Aimee and Genvieve to name the two.

A couple of hours of talk with Aimee and Genvieve seemed not enough to talk just about how the two years has been for the three of us. It's amazing how these girls have survived to the ever so stressful life in Metrobank. Perhaps it's mainly because of their faith in God that they can withstand whatever there is that will come their way.

Aimee sounded so tired when I called her @ 10 PM after her duty in their branch. But still Aimee managed to laugh about how we've called Metrobank's VICE-PRESIDENT of the Visayas Area while we were still in the middle of the employment process. Well, to think of it, it was really inappropriate for us to easily call someone of that level in the company complaining about our suspicion and vague assumptions about Metrobank's hiring process. haha. Thanks to Sir Bernie, for somehow he was so understanding and we made it through the whole process at that time.

But the best part of the process was the training in Makati where we've met a number of individuals from other parts of the country. Videoke at Music 21, that is, was the height of the momentous experience we had together with the Countryside Metrobankers.

Here are some pics taken 2 years ago:

Gino, LLoydie, Sir Cedrick, Genvieve, Nai2x, Toni, Aimee, Kim and Sir Arjay

Kantahan @ Music 21 KTV
Pose after the training