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I could really use one right now. Seriously. :-(
I just had the worst night to date. I can still feel the frustration coursing through my veins. Grrrr.
Before I left for Cairo, a couple of co-workers asked for a few things to be brought back to Egypt during my return flight. I was expecting that it would be a couple of small things ranging from Pinoy medications to lingerie, which can be easily stashed into my 20-kg baggage limit. I was so wrong.
To my amazement, my colleagues, have decided to ask a local courier to deliver their "few things" that would seriously pass as "too much" for a small favor delivered at my door step. Flabbergasted, my concerned mother immediately gave me a very, very long lecture about being "too good" to others at my own expense. Not to mention my father's affront disapproval of the matter at hand.
Obviously, when I checked-in at the Manila International Airport, my luggage was seriously over the top. Consequently, I had to remove some of my personal belongings in order to prevent any delays, which included the sought after Purefoods Tender Juicy Hotdog and Nestea Iced Tea. Pfffft.
By the time I had instant to sit down at the waiting area before boarding the plane, sweat was readily soaking my new favorite shirt and my temper was readily controlling the speech center of my brain. Talk about anger management, eh?
I was mad as hell. Not at my co-workers but to my f*cking self. Mad because I was too good to other people that I actually forgot my own needs. Furious due to the fact that my beloved father was utterly irritated at my novice-like stance on something so trivial. Frustrated that I was not able to say a proper and timely farewell to my loved ones because I was too busy packing and repacking my luggage.
I am not against these things, really. In fact, I have actually done the same thing a few months back but it was no more than 2 grams. Its just that everything has a certain limit and, most of the time, we Filipinos fail to realize this simple reality because of "pakikisama" and being to courteous, especially to our friends.
What now? I actually don't know. I am just writing this blog post as a future reminder to myself in order to prevent any recurrence of the said matter.
To my co-workers: Do not take this personally. This is just me and my big fat brain reminiscing on a current issue. I certainly hope that you are mature enough to understand the predicament that I have been through. Thank you.
Coffee, anyone?
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Will Eat. Will Pray. Will Love? Hmmm.
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At long last, I have finally found the right time to actually blog. Thank God!
As you all know, I am currently in my homeland, the Philippines, for my short but sweet 2-week vacation leave. Yes, that's about 14 days of "R and R" with my family, friends, former co-workers and naughty neighbors. I opted to take such a swift vacation in order to preserve my dying savings account. *sigh*
Well, after watching the movie "Eat. Pray. Love." starring Julia Roberts about a month ago, I suddenly realized that my vacation should focus and revolve on those 3 words: "Eat" the cuisines that I like, "Pray" as much as I can, and "Love" like there's no tomorrow. I know, I know. The last one's quite impossible but let me explain, please?
[caption id="attachment_1372" align="aligncenter" width="472" caption="Native Desserts? Yummy!"][/caption]
Eat. I haven't been doing anything but eat. The edibles kept on coming and coming and it turns out that I haven't been eating right for the past 2 years or so. A former co-worker of mine was flabbergasted to see how much weight I seriously lost. "Paulo! Grabe, pumayat ka! Anong ginagawa mo dun sa Egypt?" she exclaimed outside a famous coffee shop. I shrugged her comment stating the obvious fact that I have been doing straight night shifts, plus the indecent gossip roaming the hospital premises. Haha. :-D
This part also entails learning how to cook a few simple recipes that would boost my life's Curriculum Vitae. With the help of my trusty yet perky mother, I am currently learning how to prepare scrumptious meals and award-winning viands that would aid me and my not-that-good eating habits. Bon Appetite!
[caption id="attachment_1373" align="aligncenter" width="472" caption="Monasterio de Santa Clara, Quezon City"][/caption]
Pray. I am a devout Catholic since birth and I am very fond of attending mass at any given day, preferably Sundays so I thought of doing a sort of pilgrimage or something in order to recharge my spiritual energy. I've been to the Basilica of the Black Nazarene in Quiapo, the Santisimo Rosario Parish Church inside the UST grounds and the famous Monastery of Saint Clare along the C-5 Katipunan Avenue. I also plan to visit the Shrine of the Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage-Immaculate Conception Parish Church in Antipolo, City by the end of the week. Woohoo! Road trip, anyone?
[caption id="attachment_1374" align="aligncenter" width="475" caption="My Naughty Cousins!"][/caption]
Love. This is the tricky part. Where should I begin. Hmmm. Well, this does not necessarily mean that I am to "fall in love" with anyone in particular while I am in Manila. Although I wish that would happen some time soon (*fingers-crossed*). Nevertheless, I plan to strengthen my ties with the people who love me for who I am without any restrictions or hidden agendas. They are the chosen few who will listen to what I say regardless of their personal biases and social status because of the things that we have done for each other in the past. Yes, I was not able to greet them during their birthdays or give them cool things from Egypt but it does not matter. It's the time and effort that I have shown while I am amidst them that truly counts.
To my one and only best friend, Ma. Carina Camacho: Thank you for the instantaneous yet fruitful lunch at Taco Bell. It was a blast. To Earl Paulo Diaz: Thank for the wonderful dinner at Teriyaki Boy. I needed that.
So, what now? Aside from the fact that I'm currently broke and I still have tons of friends to meet, I plan on staying at home to chill and unwind my young but wounded body. Haha. *grin*
*****
See you in a few days, Cairo. I know you missed me!
Coffee, anyone?
At long last, I have finally found the right time to actually blog. Thank God!
As you all know, I am currently in my homeland, the Philippines, for my short but sweet 2-week vacation leave. Yes, that's about 14 days of "R and R" with my family, friends, former co-workers and naughty neighbors. I opted to take such a swift vacation in order to preserve my dying savings account. *sigh*
Well, after watching the movie "Eat. Pray. Love." starring Julia Roberts about a month ago, I suddenly realized that my vacation should focus and revolve on those 3 words: "Eat" the cuisines that I like, "Pray" as much as I can, and "Love" like there's no tomorrow. I know, I know. The last one's quite impossible but let me explain, please?
[caption id="attachment_1372" align="aligncenter" width="472" caption="Native Desserts? Yummy!"][/caption]
Eat. I haven't been doing anything but eat. The edibles kept on coming and coming and it turns out that I haven't been eating right for the past 2 years or so. A former co-worker of mine was flabbergasted to see how much weight I seriously lost. "Paulo! Grabe, pumayat ka! Anong ginagawa mo dun sa Egypt?" she exclaimed outside a famous coffee shop. I shrugged her comment stating the obvious fact that I have been doing straight night shifts, plus the indecent gossip roaming the hospital premises. Haha. :-D
This part also entails learning how to cook a few simple recipes that would boost my life's Curriculum Vitae. With the help of my trusty yet perky mother, I am currently learning how to prepare scrumptious meals and award-winning viands that would aid me and my not-that-good eating habits. Bon Appetite!
[caption id="attachment_1373" align="aligncenter" width="472" caption="Monasterio de Santa Clara, Quezon City"][/caption]
Pray. I am a devout Catholic since birth and I am very fond of attending mass at any given day, preferably Sundays so I thought of doing a sort of pilgrimage or something in order to recharge my spiritual energy. I've been to the Basilica of the Black Nazarene in Quiapo, the Santisimo Rosario Parish Church inside the UST grounds and the famous Monastery of Saint Clare along the C-5 Katipunan Avenue. I also plan to visit the Shrine of the Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage-Immaculate Conception Parish Church in Antipolo, City by the end of the week. Woohoo! Road trip, anyone?
[caption id="attachment_1374" align="aligncenter" width="475" caption="My Naughty Cousins!"][/caption]
Love. This is the tricky part. Where should I begin. Hmmm. Well, this does not necessarily mean that I am to "fall in love" with anyone in particular while I am in Manila. Although I wish that would happen some time soon (*fingers-crossed*). Nevertheless, I plan to strengthen my ties with the people who love me for who I am without any restrictions or hidden agendas. They are the chosen few who will listen to what I say regardless of their personal biases and social status because of the things that we have done for each other in the past. Yes, I was not able to greet them during their birthdays or give them cool things from Egypt but it does not matter. It's the time and effort that I have shown while I am amidst them that truly counts.
To my one and only best friend, Ma. Carina Camacho: Thank you for the instantaneous yet fruitful lunch at Taco Bell. It was a blast. To Earl Paulo Diaz: Thank for the wonderful dinner at Teriyaki Boy. I needed that.
So, what now? Aside from the fact that I'm currently broke and I still have tons of friends to meet, I plan on staying at home to chill and unwind my young but wounded body. Haha. *grin*
*****
See you in a few days, Cairo. I know you missed me!
Coffee, anyone?
Sunday, November 7, 2010
BlackBerry Boy
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