STILL HURTS
Posted: September 30, 2007 Filed under: About Me, Foolishness, sentiments 10 CommentsI thought I was experienced.
I thought I was numb.
I thought I was used to it.
Now I feel dumb.
I have no right to ask.
I have no right to pry.
But it still hurts like hell.
But I don’t have the energy to cry.
I’m not exactly a saint.
And I have had my fair share.
I shouldn’t complain.
But it still hurts.
I don’t think I’m good with poetry. I was just inspired to write this as a form of therapy for my slight depression. My heart has been stomped upon again. Does this ever end? Is there ever a happy ending for me?
SPELLCHECK
Posted: September 24, 2007 Filed under: About Me, Foolishness 17 CommentsMingle2 – Free Online Dating
Ok na rin, I would’ve liked to post that I got 100%. But this is ok. try the Spellcheck Test yourself and find out.
And while were on the subject, well I really would’ve preferred to have this as another post, but I just can’t resist it. The thing is, I get irritated, and sometimes laugh at someone who has bad grammar. Okay, I know I’m a terrible terrible person for being like this. And I know I am not an authority on grammar. But I also know that I am far better than other people I read.
Sometimes its the basic spelling. This happened recently. I was reading a friend’s blog and clicked on one of his links. Well I knew whose link it was, I know him personally so I checked out what he had to say. I was totally shocked! I always thought that he was smart, but what I found was a bunch of mispelled words (cringe cringe) and badly constructed sentences. Big surprise for me, and now I think less of the person because of this. (this is just me ok)
Oh my….. I hope I don’t offend people by with this. But for me, correct grammar also reflects a person’s intellect. How you construct your sentences shows how you think. I know I’m not perfect, and I am no authority. And the blogging world is not a place for perfection. I just wanted to get that off my chest. I’m not being high and mighty about this, its an opinion. And besides I moderate my comments anyway. Hehehehehe.
Does anyone agree with me?
3RD PARTY LIABILITY
Posted: September 24, 2007 Filed under: About Me, Foolishness 4 CommentsThird Party, Other Woman, Mistress. All referring to the same person. Moi. I was that person. But I’m not and I never will be anymore. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You can judge me any way you want. But I never wanted to be the Third Party. I never wanted to get entangled in a web of deceit and betrayal.
When I first thought of this post. I wanted to give out names. That would be fun right? Maybe even aliases. But it would be both unethical and ill mannered to do that, so I changed my mind and instead decided to leave out details, of myself alone.
We have an image of Third Parties as bitching, conniving, deceitful people. And they are considered as the villain. But that is a myth. I never thought that I would be Third Wheel, never in my wildest dreams! I hated people like those, but I became one of them. Not once, not twice but three times! It was funny and sad as well.
I didn’t want to be a Third Party. I didn’t want to ruin somebody else’s relationship, may it be blooming or otherwise. I believed in Karma. Do unto others what you want others to do unto you, I believed in that.
I was a Third Party, not by choice, but a victim of circumstance.
Do you believe me?
AWKWARD
Posted: September 22, 2007 Filed under: Uncategorized 6 Comments
I was just in the elevator with someone who worked in the same floor. He really reeked! Grabe! I think he hasn’t bathed for months? I regretted riding the elevator with him. The stench was just so overpowering! Unwelcome odors were coming up my nostrils. I couldn’t cover my nose right then and there. I just did what i thought was the best thing I can do at that moment. I just stopped breathing. And prayed to God that the door would open soon.
Don’t you just hate awkward moments? Like when you see someone waving frantically at you and approached you while you were with a friend. “Hi! Kumusta na? Uy ang taba mo ha?” What can you say to that? And the worst thing is, he is hinting that you introduce him to your friends and you don’t know what his name is! Hahahahaha
Or when you really need to pass gas. And you’re in an elevator? Or a crowded restaurant, while in deep conversation with your companion. And you really feel that it’s a big one. Big, loud, and smelly. What do you do? Or when an ex of your friend flirts with you and asks you out. In front of your friend! My my my, that would be so awkward. When these things happen. My best advice is just do what I do. I hold my breath and wait for the door to open.
What would you do?
TRANSFORMATION
Posted: September 19, 2007 Filed under: About Me 8 Comments 
Remember when we were younger, people would sometimes tease us “Uy sino ang kamukha mo? Mommy or Daddy? At first I didn’t know how to respond to those questions, then I got the trick, I would always say “Kamukha ko si Daddy” (if he was with me) or “Kamukha ko si Mommy” (if she was with me). It worked most of the time. I’m sure if I said something else, then it wouldn’t cause a big issue. I got away with a lot of things when I was a child. I was cute. And I was the bunso. So I was untouchable.
Now that I think about it, I really think that I look a lot like my Mom. But I have developed some habits of my Dad too. Although I sometimes talk like my Mom, I surprise myself sometimes when I try to analyse the things I say. Grabe, I sound a lot like my Mom. We try to be our own individuals, especially me, I’ve tried consciously to steer clear from my parent’s shadow. But is what they say true “Do we really turn out to be what our parents are?”
I guess its inevitable. We have our parents genes. You cannot deny genes. No matter how long I stay in the beach, I will still go back to being fair. I fear Diabetes, as it runs in my Father’s Side of the family. I got my Mom’s love for the arts. I would’ve loved to inherited her equestrian skills, as she used to be an equestrienne during her youth. Kaya lang, the nearest I’ve gone to a horse is the kabayo of a plantsa.
We as children, are sometimes called an improvement or a better version of our parents. I sure as hell would like to believe that. But I admit that my Mom was far smarter than me when she was in College. And my Dad is far better than me in Mathematics. I guess I have other skills. Blogging maybe?
Do you think you’re a better version of your parents?
Letting Steam Out
Posted: September 15, 2007 Filed under: Uncategorized 7 CommentsFirst duty during Ramadan.
Bawal mag yosi sa office. Understandable, but irritable.
Bawal magkape sa office. I know pero that doesn’t stop me from complaining.
The pantry has a lock for anyone who wants to have a drink. Pero hindi naman nagdeliver ng tubig?
Second shift. Pumasok ako, in office attire, only to find out that everybody else was wearing casual.
Bawal kayang manapak kapag Ramadan?
When It Rains ……..
Posted: September 15, 2007 Filed under: Uncategorized 4 CommentsUmulan nung Thursday, I don’t mean rain in the literal sense of the word. I mean umulan ng bisita sa bahay. Buti na lang magaling ako sa proper time management. And scheduling ofcourse.
Pagkatapos akong hindi siputin ni R. Hindi rin ako sinipot ni M. Hay naku, hindi ko sila pinroblema. Marami silang excuses eh di fine. Bitter ako for a short while only. Inaway ko rin sila, pero kasama talaga yon sa script. Pero last Thursday, gusto kong magsisisigaw sa highway ng Corniche, kaya lang walang mga sasakyan, parang isang malaking Ghost Town ang Alkhobar, sarado ang everything at halos walang mga sasakyan sa kalsada. Naghimala dahil tumawag si M, at pupunta daw siya sa balay. Eh di nag abala na ako agad agad, linis, vacuum, punas punas at namalengke. Ang press release ko sa kaniya, mag cook ako ng Sinigang, pero dahil kulang na sa time magpalambot ng beef, I opted to cook Chicken Adobo instead.
Sa wakas, nakarating din si M sa bahay ko. Matagal ko nang hinintay ito. Enjoy naman kami together during lunch. And then we watched a movie afterwards, siguro napagod siya sa shift, hindi ko napansin, tulog na pala siya! Hahahaha. Umalis si M, madilim na ang paligid, pero wala pa ring tao sa kalsada. Ganyan ang ambience dito kapag Ramadan, walang people sa labasan, pero after the last prayer, dagsa naman ang people until the wee hours of the morning. Masaya ako that M, came and stayed a long time.
Ang nakakabaliw eh, after M left, siguro after 30 minutes or so, R called naman. Kung nasa bahay daw ako? Kung puwede ba daw siyang pumunta? Aba, aba, aba. Araw ba ito ng pagpaparamdam? Well, since na medyo okay pa ako, at hindi pa pagod sa mga pangyayari, sabi ko Go Go Go. At parang hindi yata siya masiyadong excited, after 15 minutes aba nandun na daw siya sa labas, open sesame na daw the door. Buti na lang mabilis akong mag fresh. Kaunting suklay at powder eh gorgeous na naman ako Hahahahaha.
Unlike M, R stayed only for a short while. Siguro mga 50 minutes lang siya nag stay. May pupuntahan pa daw siya. Okay lang naman din sa akin dahil late na rin at pagod na rin ako. And besides HP na ako. Success ang Thursday ko. Umulan ng biyaya. Hahahahaha. When it rains, it pours …………………..
Pero ang parting question is? Should I feel guilty?
My Wednesday
Posted: September 12, 2007 Filed under: Uncategorized 6 Comments
Today was an eventful day here at the office. Nakaka tense to be exact.
My day started promptly at 7:30 am when my phone alarm woke me up. My first thought was Ramadan na kaya? I didn’t feel like getting up since it was a little dark, quite different from my usual mornings when I thank myself for closing the curtains the night before. My bed faced the morning sunshine, so I always make it a point to close the curtains before I slept. But today was different. 15 minutes after my alarm tried unsuccessfully to wake me up, I was still in bed. I forced myself to wake up and check why even if it was 7:45 already, why it was still not as bright as usual. I opened my curtains “Putcha! Sandstorm!!!! ( I hated the day already)
After my usual morning routine, I got dressed, pumili na lang ako ng long sleeved shirt that I would not mind getting a little sand on. Last check on the mirror before leaving showed that I really need to get a haircut soon.
I was among the first to arrive at the office. After my morning coffee and checking emails. I confirmed that Ramadan was officially going to start tomorrow. puwede pa pala akong mag yosi sa kalsada kanina, hindi pa ako nagyosi kasi baka nga Ramadan na. Hindi pa lumabas ang buwan last night. Mamaya pa lang ang appearance ng Moon kaya tomorrow Ramadan na. Buti na lang off ako tomorrow. As usual, pesteng laundry day tomorrow.
The problem is, my colleagues and I were already talking about it, but it was only voiced out by another Filipino colleague. Ramadan is officially going to start tomorrow, there were 2 guys on duty tomorrow and we still don’t know the schedule? The supervisors (we have two supervisors in our office) have not yet made a schedule for us? Everybody else in the whole Kingdom has a schedule already, but we still do not. (Hellooooooo !!!)
A shouting match ensued with my colleague and one of the supervisors, when my colleague sent an email to the Management Office asking them what our schedule was. If our Supervisor would not provide our schedule then somebody should or we would make our own schedules (hehehehe kumusta naman yon?)
Tense sa office, even until now. A lot of hurtful words have been exchanged by the two. I didn’t want to aggravate the situation, so I didn’t comment about anything until both of them has cooled.
Ganda ng Wednesday.
And to top it all, Accounts came and started looking for forgotten files. Hay naku what a way to end the day. Its a good thing, I held my patience, but they were really wearing my patience thin.
WHAT A DAY !!!!!
Buti na lang wala akong pasok bukas. Saturday start na ng Ramadan, naibigay na ang new schedule this afternoon. My schedule sucks, its 9am – 1pm, then 9pm – 11pm. What do you suppose I will do in between? Ang tagal ng break ko. What to do? What to do?
Ramadan is Coming ……
Posted: September 10, 2007 Filed under: About Me, Research 7 Comments
Ramadan is upon us again.
For Non Muslims in Saudi Arabia, Ramadan is a month when we try to comply with the Islamic practices during this month, meaning no drinking, smoking and eating in public as a form of respect to the Muslims who are fasting.
According to Wikipedia:
“Ramadan is the month during which the Quran was revealed, providing guidance for the people, clear teachings, and the statute book. Those of you who witness this month shall fast therein. Those who are ill or traveling may substitute the same number of other days. Allah wishes for you convenience, not hardship, that you may fulfill your obligations, and to glorify Allah for guiding you, and to express your appreciation.”[2:185] This is a muslims favorite holiday.
The most prominent event of this month is the fasting practiced by most observant Muslims. The fasting during Ramadan has been so predominant in defining the month that some have been led to believe the name of this month, Ramadan, is the name of Islamic fasting, when in reality the Arabic term for fasting is Sawm. Every day during the month of Ramadan, Muslims around the world break their fast when the fourth prayer of the day, Maghrib, is due. They eat before the sun comes up at a certain time and they eat before a certain time and after a certain time during the night.
For me, there are quote a few changes to my lifestyle during Ramadan, ofcourse I’d have to follow the No Smoking, No Eating, No Drinking outside in public during the day when Muslims are fasting, in Riyadh there were strict penalties for people caught not following these. Non Muslims have been detained, and some even deported for not following. And another lifestyle change would be broken timings at work, once in the morning and another shift in the evening. Tiring, but no choice. (Its just a month though so I’d have to make do)
And after Ramadan, comes Eid Holidays, 6 – 10 days of No Work. People are surely going to cram the Corniche here in Alkhobar, I should know, I used to visit Alkhobar during the Eid Holidays before.
To my Muslim Friends. Ramadan Kareem.
She’s Back ……..
Posted: September 8, 2007 Filed under: Uncategorized 4 Comments
After all the brouhaha. Malu Fernandez, is now back at work. She has resumed her post as a journalist at The Manila Standard Today last September 3, 2007.
I cannot stand by and let this happen without at least trying to participate in something that may if not permanently take her out of journalism, at least make her aware of how her bigotry towards OFWs will not be tolerated.
If you feel the same way, go to http://www.tingog.com/current-events/a-renewed-boycott-against-manila-standard-today.html leave a comment, and place the pre-made badge on your blog/site to show your stand against Manila Standard Today and Malu Fernandez.
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