• Who’s Your Boss?

    August 19, 2014
    Career, Finance & Product

    Some people have this habit of claiming that their boss’ boss is their boss, too. Their boss’ boss could be the head of their department but that doesn’t make him their boss. A person’s immediate superior is his boss; not his boss’ boss. This is just to explain that a person wants to associate himself with someone who’s more powerful and more influential but doing so is rude and unfair to one’s immediate superior.

    My boss’ boss is the president of the company but that doesn’t make him my boss because I get orders from my boss and he’s the one rating my performance. In addition, I respect and I have faith in my boss so there’s no need for me to claim that his boss is also my boss.

     

  • Clarity of Mind and Judgment

    July 29, 2014
    Life & Love

    Happy 100 years to my fellow INC members! Let us always put into our heads that this event is for God. To God be the glory!

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    The Philippine Arena is the world’s largest dome. It put the Bulacan province in the spotlight. Way to go for future events like concerts and sports event. This dome is not just for the INC, it’s for everyone!

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    I still feel guilty of two things that happened in 1990 and 1997.

    1990- My aunt asked me to join her class Christmas party (of course, I was not yet an INC in 1990). She was teaching grade 3 pupils in a public school. The children were very excited to see me carrying a large bag of prizes.

    I led the stop dance and declared this boy as the winner. I turned my back to get the prize (6 pieces of Nips chocolate candy) and gave to this boy who I mistook as the one who won. The boy quickly opened the Nips and started eating when one of the girls confronted me and told me that I gave the prize to the wrong person. I thought that the boy was dishonest so I asked him to give the prize to the winner including the pack that he started eating. At that time, I thought that I did the right thing by correcting things. Had it happened today, I would not take back the prize because it’s my mistake to give it to the wrong person but I would talk with the boy to tell him that what he did was dishonest.

    1997- I was surprised to see my six-year old brother returning home ten minutes after he left because he lost his five-peso coin. Instead of explaining to him the risk of going back to school with less children around, I scolded him for looking for a five-peso coin. My intention was good but the way I delivered it to him hurt him. Had it happened today, I would still scold him but I would highlight that going to school with less kids around would make him vulnerable to untoward incidents. I would even give him 10 pesos or 20 pesos. I actually want to move on from this incident because I know that my brother knows how much I love him. …and I’ve given him more than 5 pesos in exchange of that! LOL!

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    Whenever I’m tempted to raise my voice to my kids, I visualize them in their most adorable moments. Of course, I still raise my voice and get mad at them but at the end of each screaming, I see to it that they get my point.

    I screamed in pain last night after my toddler slapped my ear. I am suffering from earache since Saturday night, blame it to my obsessive cleaning. My toddler cried.  I showed him my red ear and told him that “Mama’s gonna take a painkiller. Don’t touch Mama’s ear until the earache is gone.”

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  • True Brotherhood

    July 1, 2014
    Life & Love

    The death of a College of Saint Benilde sophomore student due to hazing affects me. I don’t get it but what makes hazing the barometer of acceptance for anyone who wishes to join a fraternity? True brotherhood means friendship and concern, not intimidation and physical violence. True brotherhood is giving inspiration to one another. True brotherhood is giving consideration to the less fortunate brothers. True brotherhood is accepting one another regardless of what social status. True brotherhood is respecting each other. True brotherhood is bringing out the best in each other. True brotherhood is positive, happy, light. True brotherhood does not hurt. True brotherhood does not kill.

  • Hating Corruption

    June 20, 2014
    Life & Love

    Corruption, corruption—oh, you’re everywhere!
    I’m tired of the pork barrel scam! Why do I have a feeling that what we see on
    TV is just a show? That Janet Lim-Napoles won’t be that brave to be the mother of all
    scammers if it were not for her powerful backers.
    What did they just say about coin hoarders? Are they going to put them in jail?
    Are they kidding? Then they should start going after scammers and crooks first!

    Red tape, nepotism, favoritism—oh, they’re cousins with corruption!
    You don’t place somebody in a position where he is not fit for.
    It’s like asking a cat to bark.
    It’s easier to conspire with someone you’re comfortable with or someone who share
    your penchant for money, position and power–that’s the answer.

    This isn’t the nation that Jose Rizal dreamed of.
    Filipinos are generalized because of the wrong-doings of some; maybe half of the population.
    Why would I accept that generalization? Why would us, innocent people, be penalized about
    the evil things that our fellow Filipinos do?

    Be the change that you want to be. Are you with us?

  • Taxi Spray Modus Operandi

    June 17, 2014
    Career, Finance & Product

    I am now convinced that what happened to me in the summer of 2011 was not a product of my imagination. I nearly fell victim to a chemical spray had I did not follow my instincts that something was wrong in me.

    It was just one of those rush hours when I chanced upon a white taxi at PWU, Edsa. I asked him to drive me to Roces Avenue through Panay Avenue because that was the route that I was most familiar with. It was supposed to be a 10-minute drive including the minor traffic at that time. When we were nearing the crossing at Quezon Avenue, I felt like I was choking. My throat suddenly went dry and I could feel that I would faint anytime. I looked at the stocky and bald driver who must be in his 40’s and he seemed relaxed. I tried to open the window but it was not working so when the stoplight turned red, I tried to step out. I realized it would be risky to step out of a cab in a busy road so I pretended to be suffering from diarrhea.

    With my remaining strength, I told the taxi driver to stop at the 7-11 store because my stomach was aching so bad, I needed to get to the restroom. He panicked at the thought of me messing up his taxi so he obliged. LOL!

    Inside the 7-11, I listed down the plate number and asked myself several times if I saved myself from a misfortune. Except for my former boss, most of the people that I shared my story found it hard to believe it because at that time, a taxi chemical spray modus operandi was not yet in the open.

    If we foresee or feel that something bad will happen to us, by all means, follow our intuition. That is God’s way of telling us to save ourselves from bad people and unfortunate events.

  • Just a Short Thought

    June 5, 2014
    Life & Love

    I find it weird whenever somebody bashes or responds negatively to anybody then end the statement with “God bless you,peace!” Like, duh! You want to attack or react to an attack but appear to be afraid of retaliation. Why can’t we just be more mature when it comes to expressing our thoughts?

    #justmytwocents

  • Back To School Memories

    June 5, 2014
    Life & Love

    The sound of the rain falling.
    The scent of a new pair of leather shoes.
    Neatly-pressed uniform.
    Giggles of schoolchildren at the corridor.

    Teachers busy for the first day of class.
    Friends secretly exchanging notes.
    The jester of the batch noisily roaming around.
    Long queues at the canteen during breaktime.

    Secret crushes catching a glimpse of one another.
    New hair-do’s being appreciated by some.
    Group of boys waiting to finish class to get to the movie house.
    Lovebirds that are inseparable.

    Back to school memories are sweet.
    It always reminds me of good company.

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