Life Goes On

Even though my last day is still a month away, I feel sad. I made a tribute photo collage today and I was teary-eyed. I can't believe that I was able to leave this group that I had worked with for the past 2 and half years, my longest employment ever. I was thinking of retracting my resignation, but then it's already at HR, plus the fact that there is another plan ahead, to settle with my man. I just hope that I won't regret this thing that I did. I hope that the next company I would be working with would be as cool and fun as these people. I would really miss my Emerson family. But life must go on...

After the earthquakes then tsunami and recently nuclear scare, all that Japan needs now is support and prayers. This was the summary of the page that I had shared to my Facebook friends yesterday. A moment of silence to be offered this coming Saturday. Then out of nowhere, somebody sent me this message (not the exact words, but I just took out his main thoughts): "Hi! I received your message and yes, you have a point. Japan needs our prayer, but come to think of it, this could be God's way of getting back on them after all that happened when they invaded us. Do not forget the fact that many Filipinos were killed, many women were raped and many establishments were ruined. Whatever happened to them, they deserve it." After reading it, there was only one thing that came to my mind, this is the perfect example of INSENSITIVITY. I have not yet forgotten those three years under the Japanese military. I have not yet forgotten the stories told to me by my grandfather, on how ...

...the wet and wild streets of Lipa City. I forgot that it is " buling buling " day, thanks for the reminder from my best friend. But eventhough I know that it is not safe for me to go out, I still went out because I needed to withdraw for my transportation allowance tomorrow! What I did was, I wore my regular fashion to the mall, yes, the fashion I normally wear only inside the house. I readied myself for the worst, knowing that the youth (well, even the adults) of Province of Batangas are all addicted to this event. Thank God these guys felt pity on me and did not threw water on me while walking my way to the jeepney stop (but these guys are on stand by along the terraces of the houses I passed by and also at the barangay hall, pails of water seated beside them). So there, I survived the Buling Buling 2011 ! What or where did this originated from? I honestly do not know. All I know is, this happens every Sunday before Ash Wednesday. I would like to think that this is in ...

March at last, but then, I would not be a March bride due to some unexpected things. I am going to be a May bride instead. It's okay, at least I am just a few steps away from getting to Germany. These are some stuffs I need to attend to this March: Heidi and Allan's wedding (yay! It's already this coming Saturday!) Talk to a supplier and I hope they could match up our budget. Get a schedule at our local registry for May civil wedding. Go to UST with my dear Bu-Girls Go out with my high school friends before my best friend leave for Cayman Island (too bad, she won't be here on our wedding). Get that letter out of My Document folder (anyway, my German counterparts already know my plan). Cancel this SUN Broadband stick (why am I having a hard time going away from you, dear Sun?) Finish my A2 classes so I could take the SD2 exam this April. Put the house ready for the upcoming wedding (need to ensure the gate is painted and Mom's garden is finish). Enjoy the...