my 30 years of stint in this universe!

Happy of living 29 years to the fullest and enjoying every little thing each day life could offer, today with so much thanksgiving i turn 30! i am very happy that i have reach this age. i am halfway then.  funny it may seem that the more you ask your fb friends for candy crush extra life, i, too was there begging god for my extra life. you never know how much i pray to god to give me more strength each day. i really wanted grow old and live more. i was afraid that like my older sister i cant make it on my 30. but today marks another milestone of my existence, im happy that i was able to make it .  i am happy i was born in with loving family and met friends who supported me all the way. I am so proud for as you read this I am now a 3 decade baby.

the only pictures i have from my childhood. 

29 years passed by too much quickly! half of me reminds me that i am now 30 and half of me said i wasnt aware of that. Roll out loud but that is what i feel right now. And as of this moment it doesnt come to any of my senses that i am this age. Literally, i grew up but i never grow old. it was just yesterday! i am always a kid my father love me about.

 but even so i have to accept that fact, after all who wouldnt want to turn 30 when 30 feels this good :)

I am 30 as the song goes i, too is young, wild and free!  I am not Perfect. I have learned that pretending to be perfect doesn't make us perfect. I am not perfect, and I never will be. I make mistakes and bad decisions, and I fail at times. I stumble, fall. I am human as you are. 

With whatever reasons, with whatever purpose why i am now 30 i will surely enjoy every aspect of it. 

For these milestone nor did i ask myself if am i already old for this carefree life of mine? I am viewing age as a positive simply because I have learned a ton of lessons that not only help define me, but will make future years enormously successful - emotionally, professionally, and socially.

As I look back at my last 29 years of life, there were so many special moments that came and went. I wish I would sit back and enjoyed the moments more. Absorb the good times because they are the first things you forget my mom often told me. Oftentimes you don’t realize how powerful your lives can be until you reflect and share your experiences. that's why i created this post. Opps did i say create? yah! create and not write...i find it hard to write with pen and paper. my writings goes bad. I want to reflect on my life and be sure to enjoy the lessons learned instead of regretting whatever outcomes I didn't like at the time. should i say that? anyways, here how it goes.

From where i am today is the product of all the things i have learned from my 29 years of stint. A great part was the things i have learned from my constantly reading wide range of books over the years and continues schooling, not to mention of course are the things i learned in the four corners of our office whom i consider as my second home, things i learned inside our home with my family and understanding relatives and the real life lessons i get from the people who are much wiser and older than me that i encountered everyday. 

as i wake up today i say a little prayer to god. thanking him for all the wonderful blessings he gave me and my family. waking up healthy today makes me reminisce all the things that i had endure. and as i account everything, i am happy to know that all were that positive and i was enjoying the most. although there are some major circumstances of which i had to experience i am happy to know that i had make it through. That's what i assured my aboeji in his grave, that whatever things life would bring me i will make it through!

Every little scars i have on my feet and legs reminds me of how happy my childhood was. Contractubex doesn't disappear the scars completely for it stays within. It reminds me how many times i fall from the skateboard and bike. on how much i tried to fly a kite. on how long my hair is now today tells me of how much hair i cut because i dont like the hairstyle the hairstylist done. They said that the dove soap can make you flawless and white but the soap failed me to be one believe me i have used tons of that. 

My university diploma and the amount of money mom had to spent reminds me of how much i really wanted to escape school, run, ride my bike and discover the world. I skip school and boring classes. i got A+ i got D too. I wasnt that typical college student who used to excel in class. I was never be befriended with algebra. believe me in my school days nor did those x and y axises intersect! As when im about to finish my first two years at the university I suddenly realized that I needed a college education to be taken seriously and given respect in society. Going to college provided me with the setting to meet people from all walks of life, travel to and study in far-away locales, learn about myself and the world, and ultimately, to cultivate my goals in life and figure out what is important to me.  I was on my second year when i first taste and smell the beer! The compilation of photos and the pile of albums reminds me of the bus rides, ship rides and plane rides and the long hours of travel to get to my father’s place. the endless questions of why i have to do it all mom when i was asked to clean the house, sweep the floor and be friend with the dust and the ultimate tiresome task of washing the dishes and my own clothes. and why on earth i have to please everybody. why i need to be kind and responsible all the time and why on earth i have to kiss the oldies hands on family gatherings when some smells like a donkey and cigarettes. endless questions like why cant i live my own life and let me live the way i wanted it to live it. Remembering all those things makes me laugh out loud. Not to mention how much I try to kill the cockroach but I just cant kill them.

she's the woman who brought me into the world

The countless toys and robots on our shelf accounts of how much money I have wasted to spend for the stuff I believed had bring me too much happiness even its inappropriate for me. I have always love cartoon network, tom and jerry and ang of the avatar but killua of the hunterxhunter has been my all time favorite. I take everything on their lighter side. I had always been a positive thinker. and sometimes you don’t have to tell me what to do. I am a WWE addict. i love john cena! The running shoeses reminds me of how much hatred I had to kept within me because I was known to be patient and kind that I don’t like to get mad to anybody and rather run and shout on the seashore until I run out of breathe so I could digest all things I am mad about. 

this is my grandmere and i love her so much.

It was dawn of September 14 when I was born and on that day proves of how much love god had showered me that he really wanted me to experience the beauty of the earth. i was born dead...my mom had a hard labor and loses hope but after an hour i cried out loud! i think that day will always remind mom and all those who were present of how much i really wanted to live. They said that i was that big and squishy and absolutely perfect and as i grew older they  often tell me I used to speak to my warders freely, friendly and clearly.

i grew up knowing only whats left and right. That's my mom's rule or maybe the rules my aboeji inherited from his forefathers. i dont have a lot of choices. there's no in between but even so i was so happy i live that way. way back if i dont like to then i dont have to and today every decisions i make i dont have to ask someone to fix things for me or to help me decide. it is always my instinct that favors me. therefore, i dont have to step behind. i always go to the right side. The side that fits me. The side i enjoy creating of which nobody ever tried to cross in it. Somehow my parents employ other people to mind over me and I seldom see them attend PTA meetings before. But that is ok because growing up with that situation ables me to survive and live the slanting world. Later did i know that in order to have all our needs sometimes everybody has to sacrifice. 

I grew up knowing tinkerbell and I wish to have a tons of pixie dust, i do believe in fairies! much as I love ariel (the part of the world thing yah!) taz, mr. bean and the old time favorite tom and jerry and mr. bean!  Dr. Seuss yah dr seuss i love green eggs and ham and lucky to find out how the grinch stole christmas! You see in my mind I live in wonderland and my mind is only for lighter side. Not too boring not too complicated just me. i know its crazy but i have always love the way i live. i love to play in the streets with my cousins who loves to play peter pan. i have always had a great time! i was known as "ada" by my friends and classmates but seldom knows my real name. my aboeji calls me vicoy and that's the name i am missing the most.

I was 9 when we've meet an accident along marcos highway but an angel save me and my father. the investigator told them that its impossible to survive that accident for our car was ruined siting on top of the other car. For whatever reason on how we were able to survive such thing then I don’t need and I don’t feel like knowing. What matters to me now is that i know that I’m a very blessed human. I didn’t wake up this morning in my crap and forgot my name. I have a great family, a job enough to feed me, and I’m able to do the things I love. When I find myself complaining, I just have to stop and realize how fortunate I really am compared to many in the world.

i was a middle child for 25 years until my big sister went home to heaven. The characteristics of being one remains and will always be in me. I am happy that when i was a kid i wasn’t bullied that much. Nor did my family expect a lot from me. i was love by my older sister and that of my older cousins too. In their eyes i know they still see me as young kid but even so i am happy that they love me and that what matters. 

Growing up made me pay a visit to the orthodontist quarterly i have a very bad set of teeth.I suffered a lot of pain to have this beautiful teeth. and right now i have my last set of wisdom teeth to grow sometimes it kills me but unlike before i can bear the pain and endure it too. 

I got my university degree when i was 19 and had my very first job too.  I learned how to make money and i found out that earning some is wasnt that easy. That in times when you dont feel like waking up because the weather is killing you, you have to. So did i learn how to save and look after my finances. my brother told me i will be the most thrifty person on earth if i will not change my style. hearing so make me laugh because i know when he reach my age he will do the same after all i just learned it from my kins. i have a glorious wallet i got as a gift from my aunt but honestly speaking i dont usually put any amount in their its just that everytime i put my cash in that wallet it easily runs out. so i prefer not to put them there i just used an old coin purse.   i lost my father when i was 25. i cried too much that mom told me not to cry anymore for i dont know how to stop. i find it hard to speak and understand my native language fluently but i did tried my best to comprehend it. its the environment that hinders me. in our home bicol is seldom use.

I am a church goer that never ever escape church on sundays. I have attended mass in any point of the country. i have traveled a lot from luzon to mindanao but never ever reached the municipality of tinambac which is just an adjacent town in our place.

in my 29 years of stint i have gained a lot of beautiful friends. I trusted and love them very much and they love me more too. I was blessed to have them in my life. I have said I love you the nth times and when I say it I mean it.

i only have a small circle of friends whom i trusted more than anybody else. i dont choose people. but i prefer friends who are crazy like me!

Beside games, photography, computer, english and robots i love my mom more than anybody else. my mom is my world. six years ago i have given up an international scholarship for her. for me she's the best thing since peanut butter! i am thankful for the things mom had provided me and for loving me unconditionally. In 29 years my only brother who loves choclates and who is 6 years younger than me has always been my bestfriend and no matter how bad it is to reveal the truth we never know how to cook food and dont eat the food we dont feel like eating. if it wasnt for the microwave and easy to cook food i dont know how are we going to survive the day.

in my 29 years i have always been dependent to alarm clock. i find it hard to wake up. i can sing but i cant dance...really! i only learn to play the flute. i have tried to play guitar but the guitar doesnt like me. brownout has always been my problem i cant sleep without light and that makes my life miserable. when brownout strike and i cant sleep that's my big problem comes.

i dont have any plans in my life for the next 30 years. I will let the universe mold me of what will I become and I am sure it will be absolutely perfect! If i have to plan ahead of me, my life will be definitively boring. But i am excited to know what will i be and how will i look like! Rest assured that i will take care of my finances and health and love all the people around me. And continuously grow as an individual and contribute to other people in a meaningful way. 30 years is a long time, until you live it. Thirty years may be more than you have. Thirty years may be a small fraction of your life. Thirty years though, may be all you have. I thank you for being part of my 30 years of stint in this universe and i hope and pray that on my next thirty  you will always be there for me.

I love you very much :) 
thank you for finding time to read.

our little girl is now a big girl!

16 years ago the only word that you can utter was piyaka...lola pusa...lola dumping...you cried too much when your tummy hurts because you're hungry or when you slipped off the ground or even when we dont feel like holding you. you were really that cute and you smell so good. we rushed home from school if we learned that your mom brought you to our home. we've witnessed how you first walk. how you first say a word. how much you cried. how cute was your first smile. the very first time you get your tooth...the very first time mother fairy took your tooth.  i cannot tell how happy i was when i heard that you're going to school.  we teach you your first abc...how to tie your shoes...how to write...how to sing...even how to whistle. aboeji love you more. my mom love you the most. my big sister love you very much. you were so lucky that tito lao change your diapers. feed you with gerber. told you fancy stories. wash and change your clothes. 

we were so happy watching you change from this....

to this!

we are so proud of you honey! we wish you the best! enjoy life! 

we cant wait how are you going to be 16 years more from now!

happy birthday in heaven

it has been three years since my aboeji return to heaven and i am missing him badly. aboeji has been really good to me and to my brother and mom too. aboeji provide me everything i needed at school and even at home and made sure that me and my brother will surely have a great future. 

learning that he will no longer be with us for the rest of our life no matter how tough all the days we've been through  we continue to live with the values aboeji taught us. although i didnt exactly learned the things he wanted me to learn (a female should learn) at least somehow im trying my best to do it and in no time i will make it too. (aboeji i learned how to cook rice and dukbokki!) (well at least aboeji accepted the fact before he went home to heaven that his first and second born are females:)) i learned from mom that aboeji wanted a son!

i know that more than any traditional offerings, our prayers will make everything for the soul of  our beloved aboeji. indeed prayers matter most. if i did not pray everyday i dont know how to understand and accept this truth. thus, it is difficult to be strong, independent, open-minded and principled when you are hurt.

we miss you aboeji! saranghe! 

waking up is hard to do

A beautiful day has something to do with the way you wake up in the morning. They even said that in order to have a beautiful day you must get up on the right side of the bed. It was always been a cliché that I used to hear among grown-up but I didn’t live with it. As I have told you in my previous post that fervently I live life according to what I like, according to what I understand…according to me. I live on with my so called unstandardized life everyday.  Each morning when the alarm beeps up each time I wake up I crawl down the bed and don’t bother which sides I rose up. I don’t usually open my eyes. Not even care how did I manage to get up too. It’s just too hard to wake up in the morning.  As a practice no matter how tough it is to wake up I make sure to smile in-front of the mirror and I already take a bath before leaving the room. No other methods applied to me. I did try my best and I often did ask my friends how to wake up professionally or does waking up in the morning has an applied science on it? or does the bed has really right sides or wrong sides too. They all tell me it’s the will to wake up on time! Okay it’s the will but I cant find the word will in me….. What concerns me the most is the shoes, the bag and the perfume im going to wear. Other than that is the watch and the color of my hair. But waking up is my least priority. 

Today I did wake up before the alarm goes off. I didn’t open my eyes and I smile when I reached the mirror but something terrible happened to me early in the morning. I slipped off because of the slimy bubbles in the bathroom my brother didn’t rinse off well. To my dismay there’s no water from the faucet too so I was forced to get the pail and get water outside. It took me 10 minutes to collect water. My butt is aching a bit. When Im done taking a bath that’s when I realized that my uniform wasn’t ready yet so I asked helped from the maid and when she’s about to iron the clothes the power supply turned off. I was going to be late if I will not put my clothes on so I rambled in the dresser and took whatever dress that suits me.

Our service arrived 5 minutes late so I was late in the office and when he arrive his gas run out too we lined up for the gas station and luckily after five minutes were in the road again. As the day goes on we endure ourselves working on our daily routine. Beating all the deadlines, answering phone calls, responding to email and we worked for the dbase that was never cooperating at all. Nothing beats our daily office life. Unexpected things use to rise up in an expected time of the day. Furthermore, there are clients who feel like they fed you with their money when in fact we don’t even get a single cent from them and the tax that the government collects from us to feed them in return although we are government employees are beyond too much. My tax, mom's tax and my brother's tax could build a house with two bedrooms and a bathroom, a dining and a living room too and could even paid off the whole year salary of two nannies. I should have added the government as my top dependents on the ITR. I was raised to be polite and kind all times so I don’t have a choice but to smile even if I don’t feel like talking to anyone. Time flies and I forgot to eat lunch which cause me to get headache and my eye sore and my butt is killing me. I ended up the day printing all the jobs done but forgot to save them on disk but at least I printed them.

I went home late and it was raining mad. My headache is gone thanks to advil. My shoes get too dirty again and I soaked in wet. Im chilling because I am far from home and I forget to bring umbrella and the office temperature is about 10 degrees. You know that I seldom eat vegetables but the nanny prepared all kinds of vegetables and fish in the table. There’s no meat or chicken either. I know that eating vegetables is good for my health but what i had gone through the day has been too much for eating vegetables. I ended up eating fish alone. I wanted to watch tv but my brother is watching his favorite cartoons in my bedroom. He doesn’t want to watch tv on his bedroom. I argue with him and even told him about the slimy bubbles and what the hell is he doing in my room but he doesn’t want to leave the room. I decided to watch tv on the living room but mom and the nanny are watching their favorite teleserye. I ended up reading Nicholas sparks novel but I read them the nth times. I am always an outcast in our home. The wifi connection at home is in bad mode too. I texted my friends but I get no reply from them when it is only nine in the evening. I decided to stay infront of the computer and browse this blog. I was delighted to see that there are many other bloggers from all over the world who read it. I was curious too of who had been constantly reading it from Mountain View California. I saw you're IP address in my tracker and i thank you for that. Well if you read this try to say hello to me. Is that ok with you?

I feel boring so I sorted out things. I was about to leave them that way but something’s urging me to browse more until I remember that we have a special training in the office tomorrow. So I looked out for my resources. I read thoroughly the instructions my boss had given me. I thought that my bad day has gone out already but while cutting off the paper for tomorrow’s preps I cut the tip of my finger and it hurts and bleeding to death…one more thing on an already terrible day!

All today’s awful things made me realized that at least there are good things that happened to me. I was wet but at least now I know what was January’s rain feels like. I argue with my brother but at least arguing with him makes us normal and it was a long time ago we had this so called sibling rivalry over TV. Still, I thank god for giving me another day to live. Today wasn’t my lucky day. Now I kiss you all goodnight and hoping that tomorrow will be a better day. 

And oh by the way which do you think is the best side of the bed?

killua pledge to #icommittodrr

i grow up in a community where roofs and walls are made up of strong materials, where people are busy earning a living, where money has never been an issue and foods are overflowing, where all you have to do is to study your lesson, play and have fun all day and no matter if your place was regularly battered by storms, the destructive forces of typhoon are nothing but a part of history and worst is that you and your brother are overjoyed because in the morning you get your fair share of canned sardines and that's the only time you can ever eat them. 

i have always lived this kind of life, caring for the environment has never been my first priority and i admit that i cant even segregate my own garbage, how much more to the universe and what do you expect from a punk like me? until one day i found myself inside the DRR Team. reading success stories,  listening to drr champions, found myself planting trees in the mountain and mangrove propagules on the sea, visiting depressed communities, witness how they struggle against the different faces of poverty, eat with them, hear their stories and i shared mine then suddenly i realized how pity i was for living that way, always staying inside my comfort zone. so naive about what's happening in the real world. i dont know what motivates me to transform maybe i was touched by those drr videos or was just touched by the reality i had glimpse during those times i was inside a makeshift dilapidated abode  and it just came and i learn to understand it and my eyes get open and i change gradually.

i told myself its time to change. its time to care. its time to open my mind,  its time to live the way i should live and its payback time for those wrong inconsequential stuff i committed. i signed as community facilitator, trained for high angle and life support rescue, read more success stories, research more, participated in all forms of capability building training's and imparted all my learning's to my family,  joined in all clean-up drives, give talks during information education campaign and convince them to reform their historical and inherited way of living and beg them to participate in any DRR event, i have  learned to segregate, planted more trees and now how i love too see  them growing, i teach my young kin's to plant more flowers and paint the walls lively, bought them a whistle and enrolled them in swimming more importantly is that i learned to share with what i have.

i see how my community change, more did i see myself changing  and even that of our local officers from the government i was in, They are committed, effective and accountable DRR planners and implementors shifting from being reactive to proactive and making sure that drr are mainstreamed in every program and  projects they have. making sure that the community no matter how complex or un-united have strengthened their capacities.

i know for myself that i am far from being a drr champion but at least i keep on trying and changing.  i wont promise to commit one hundred percent but the discipline and the very little way im doing in no time i will get there!

ako si killua, blogger
#icommittodrr

a road that leads tomorrow

We often see a lot of people complaining about work. A majority of them regard working as an extremely hard, vapid and low earning affliction. They always dream to live a happy life without working. But in reality, it’s is not possible to live without doing work. Each individual needs to work for various reasons, no matter whether he is the son of the billionaire or a layman struggling with poverty. To the best of my knowledge, the most common reasons for people to work are to acquire enormous knowledge, money and to enjoy life.

Firstly, people work to sharpen their skills as well as to learn many aspects of knowledge to solve the problems that helps them to overcome difficulties. Work gives us wisdom. Without working no one can improve his/her skills, knowledge and intelligence. Thus those who work hard enjoy a wonderful life.

Secondly, people work to realize the value of living by producing large amount of goods and services. A farmer is not a farmer until he plant crops; a teacher is not a teacher until she teach classes. They all have their responsibilities and they also win our respects because of their contributions to the society. That’s the meaning of life, which gives us courage and confidence to exert our powers to build a happy home.

We work to keep us healthy. We can communicate with each other during work. Meanwhile, we are helped and encouraged. We have to work to relieve our pressure. When you do something you are very competent, you will view it as a kind of entertainment. You even find joy from them. If we don’t work, we will become torpid and fat.

At the outside, it might seem obvious that jobs are just to earn our daily bread. But we explore the facts beyond the selection of job, there are myriad of factors that go together in selecting a job. Earning money might be a priority because no one likes to live in penury, but it is not the only determining factor. I feel that the selection of a job based on remuneration might be apriority for entry-level aspirants who are in searching for their first job. But once people climb up the corporate ladder there are other factors one looks for. Going by my own experience I would say job satisfaction, recognition is society and realization of a long dream or vision will become the deciding factors as we progress.

With the information technology (which is the most human resource dependent industry) growing at an exorbitant rate, Human resource managers have a tough time to understand what is really needed to retain the cream of talents in their organization. Recent studies show that job satisfaction and recognition are the prime factors that matter to the best talents, of course not to mention a competitive compensation package.

Every man has a vision, and continuous progress in the realization of their vision gives a great feeling of satisfaction and moral boosting. I believe that without this vision we would never have our soldiers sleeplessly safeguarding our country. ‘Serve with honor’ is the mantra which keeps them going strong. It is the same sense of responsibility and pride in serving the humankind that propels the doctors to serve the people without looking at their watches.

Every job is important and has their pros and cons. But it is still our social stigma to weight a person based on their profession. It is this stigma which instigates the people to be finicky in the selection of a job when it comes to social recognition. Even in a social gathering the treatment given to a so-called executive is totally contrast to that of an ordinary low profile truck driver. Yes, people love to be recognized and it does matter to have a job worthy of it.

I believe that working is a tool by which we can make a key to the gate of knowledge; it is a road that leads to tomorrow, and it is a prescription that keeps us fit. All in all, working provides us so much that I love work.

where we belong

I feel extremely blessed to say that my life has been filled with many significant friendships. Throughout the years, I have met many different people and shared numerous special memories.

It is unfortunate that true friends seem extremely rare these days. The world would be a much happier place if everyone had at least one true friend. It is such a comfort to have someone to vent all your frustrations, cries, and laugh with. Life is not as fulfilling unless you have a special person that you can connect on so many different levels with. 

The ones I cherish the most are the times spent with my true friends. It is an old cliché that friends are like family that you can choose, and I couldn’t agree more. A true friend will love you despite all the flaws and imperfections you posses. 

My brother once said that friendship is a rare and precious commodity. If you have a friend, who truly understands you and accepts you despite your shortcomings, then you are the luckiest person in the world.

i wrote this post to a dear friend whom i don't feel like naming. Remembering the traits i have been with you and you with me made me say that haysss what a rare and beautiful friendship we have...

Funny it may seem but if it wasnt for pador i may not have known you and be friends with you. i was from the beginning this damn idiot for i dont know what to do with it and I was afraid of you but I found out that you are very kind. Englishera ka kasi at mataray from the very start. you are straight to the point. it was a challenge for me every time you ask for things i dont know how to get them on earth. but most of all i was thankful because you helped to fix things step by step and you didnt even complain in my kulit moments and it was you who taught me to say please that often. days past and i become more comfortable talking to you. i will never forget all your encouragement the very moment i was down and how your words had helped me fix myself.


i once told you that i am rare...yes i am rare because i am me....after all no body dares to call or text you in the ungodly hour just to say sorry and please forgive me for saying things i shouldn't said and make you kulit.

we're apart different from each other including that of our qualities and traits. All the good points are yours already while i am a pickle minded idiot. and i enjoy living on the lighter side. i was easy to please but i guess for myself even though i  dont see you million times in real i often ask myself why are you  so hard to please.

unlike you i shared everything about me and that of my family to you but you never shared anything from me but that is ok. with you i learn to look things on their brighter side.

you are unique in every ways. a perfectionist too. i like you because you listen to me and  most especially is that i love you because you trust me and i trust you more.

i feel like you’re a family to me...i feel like you’re my real big sister. talking to you makes all the tough task easy. with you i learn to love my work too and be positive on everything. i admire your traits and convictions! you're such a good adviser. i have learned to listen because you  taught me to listen. 

i like lakers but you choose any nba team and wishing and cheering for them to win. you know it pained me because  you're the only one among my friends whom doesn’t  like lakers. 

you never mind when i call you tita. But you know what sometimes i want to tell you that it is ok to say i dont know but i might hurt you if i say so that's why i seldom say no to you.

And yes I will always be forever grateful and thankful to our common friend for introducing us.  and like you  i love her too. you two are my greatest big sisters but let's not name her in this post too. My grandma was correct when she told me that if i wanted to be smart then i should surround myself with people smarter than i am and that's what im doing from the very start but i never choose you i know it was by faith and by chance and god choose you for me to be my friends and guide me along the way.

I may not know or it may not really be possible for me to be there when you need me, but you could be sure that my prayers are there, urging heaven to assist you in your time of need.

we are 200% opposite and that's what makes our friendship rare. 

please keep in mind that  you can always count on  me. Those things I elaborated here are ones of the many reasons for our so called friendship. If I am to account I might run out of words and write them on abc instead. in short i want to grow old and be friends with you forever.

with the friendship i've found in you makes me say that i am the luckiest person in the world!

i love you always and forever... dont get old. Smile.

be safe always.

my life as a government worker!

Working in a government was never my first choice. In fact i never dream of becoming one.  Even though I grow up in an environment of public servants I on the other hand refrain myself from belonging. I kept telling myself I don’t wanna be like my mom and work more than the office hours. Soon after college I worked as an IT in the metropolis. From a simple call center agent to Database Management to network specialist. Far from the world I grow up with. The big salaries I get, the travel for free and making friends with other people in the corporate world. But I constantly feel there is something missing. I am not comfortable working. I told my inner me I am not being fair. To make this story short on top of my career I quit. I know it wouldn’t be fair but no one ever said that life was fair. I don’t want to spend my life doing things I’m not comfortable of doing. I had done as I was told, I had followed the rules. Yet all of a sudden both worlds were behind me and I found myself adrift. I had no idea who I was, what I wanted to do or where my future would lead. I’d always believed that because I’d followed the rules the world would breathe a path to my doorstep. But the world didn’t seem to care at all. And so I went home. Have myself enrolled to distant learning and made myself busy and productive. Six months later and i found myself inside the municipal hall leading to the planning department. from that day forward i found myself happy and that was the beginning of my public servant's life.

For some, working in the government feels like easy going. i heared a lot of that from the documentaries i used to watch. but as for what im doing inside our office it was never like that. for there are a lot of works to do and deadlines is always facing you at the downright angle. 

funny it may seem but my brother used to tell me what is it with  the government that i have to quit my job and forget about my future. when my salary cant even feed the three of us to a nice resto and it will take my whole month pay for a plane ride. times like this reminds me of mylife in the metro. when we can go anywhere and buy anything. but i have no regrets on whatsoever. i was just happy working here. 

it has been four years and counting from that day on. and to remind me of how happy and funny my government life is i will share it with you. not to encourage you to be like me but to give you a glimpse of how it is like to be me.

You never knew its Christmas but the hotel ambiance reminds you so. I remember last Christmas mom was so mad because we decorated our home two days before simbang gabi.

Sometimes you have to look for a better subject that will guide you of the activities done because you have scrambled the pix in your hard drive and opening all of them is ...driving you mad ...you feel like a 3/4 stupid robot for you forget to label them and it was done in the same venue and same people you work with.

You have to wake up early in the morning because you have photoshot.

and more photshot....

and photoshot...

and plenty of photoshot...

until you run out of memory card...because everybody fells like having a picture with them.

and with them...

You are lucky to get that mineral water because even if the doctors told you to make precautions on water you still fond of the water they offer you to drink. and you reason out that it taste different from the water you drink at home.

And you feel cold and not feeling well but you still have to go to the office.

Your first iphone remind you of what time is it and yet your still up until the next morning.

We don’t waste our money on dresses because tee is very much ok. 

instead we invest more on....slippers....

And more rubber shoeses too.

And so you miss many of your family’s get together because you have a scheduled training in the middle of nowhere and you're out of reach even on twitter.

when Its your birthday but you’re not celebrating with them.

Your mom constantly reminds you that coffee is bad but Coffee is now your favorite drink. But at least now i drink coffee at home and dont get to spend much for a cup of coffee in exchange of a damn planner .

You always bring camera with you.

working here get me to plant different trees. In the mountains....

And even on the sea.

Sometimes you bring your brother with you.

so that he will know what are you up to....

And when you feel like going home and yet you cant go home... and when you get home youre like this...

And when you look in the mirror….you will see how you’ve been aged for years. And your colors turn from brown to dark dark dark brown.

When slippers, denim and chucks are your favorite outfit and skirt is displaced. and when you get home you never know what happened to your feet and where the hell did you get scars in your arms and even on your feet. your toe nails are covered with mud and even in  the tip of your pants.

later you will know you are happy off to the sea for no other reason just to be on the sea.

You have the privilege to capture some of the best and awkward moments. and it's up to you if you share them with the subject.

after all the hard labor and sacrifices at least your colleagues remember to keep you and reward your with macaroni soup.... 

and juice drink and siopao. at least to go on through the day.

because they know your capability ...you will never know you are enrolled to DAP until you have with you your certificate of completion.

and you teachers become your friends too.

Sometimes you feel exhausted. You feel like your worn-out and yet you keep on going.

And your family business is growing and you’re not part of it.

You feel proud of taking pictures of your grandfather. 

And more presentations to do.

and seminar workshop to attend too...

and the countless change of outfit that will make you comfortable in running....

and in walking....

When Department outing is being realized after two years.

And bonding is done while you’re doing a research report. And you’re doing it for free.

for free...

for free...

and most of all you cant be with your best buddies every sunday....you do it once every three years!

but of course there are lighter parts....lighter part is when the work is done....and you get to travel locally for free and eat for free.

like this...

and this..

Ouch,…that’s my government life and I love doing it.

and you know why i love to work here....because i am learning from the best.