HELP SAVE LA MESA DAM

Our water, our life.

The La Mesa Dam is in danger. With the government awarding land titles to 12,000 families very close to the dam and the site being only 24 meters above the water level, the drinking water supply of 12 Million Metro Manila residents is at risk of being contaminated. A study by UP scientists warned that the housing village can contaminate the water with their garbage, toilet wastes, insecticides, etc. The pollution can reach the water in case of floods and through groundwater pollution. Unsafe drinking water can cause severe diarrhea, dysentery, cholera, typhoid, hepatitis and deadly epidemics.
If the La Mesa Dam water becomes unclean, 12 Million Metro Manila residents will not have access to clean water. But it’s not yet too late. By getting 5 million signatures (actual signatures, text messages or emails), there’s hope that the government can change its mind about building the housing project. If it happens, the recipients of the title will be relocated to another site.

Add your voice to the campaign to preserve the La Mesa Watershed.
Join the signature campaign asking the government
TO DECLARE LA MESA WATERSHED A PROTECTED AREA.

By signing the petition, you are opposing the privatization of the 59- hectare portion of the La Mesa Reservoir, wherein a housing project will be built, thus endangering the integrity of Metro Manila’s water supply. Join various organization in the La Mesa Coalition in asking the government to exhaust all means to find a just solution to the rights of the awardees/ claimants of the 59-hectare land, without prejudicing the rights of 12 million Metro Manila residents to clean water.
You can send your “signature” by texting:

LM PROTECT Name, address and send to 2366 for Globe and Sun Cellular subscribers, 231 for Smart, Talk N Text, Addict Mobile subscribers (only one text per person).
Or you can use any piece of paper, write your name, address and signature and drop it off at any David’s Salon outlets, JRS Express outlets, LBC outlets, Bayad Centers in Metro Manila or fax to Bantay Kalikasan nos. 412-1382, 410-9670.
You can also sign the on-line petition by visiting www.lamesaecopark. com

12 million people in Metro Manila depend on the La Mesa reservoir for water.
Please help keep it safe and clean. God bless you!

Aileen Q. Magparangalan

A Love That Was

   I was so moved by this SMS from my friend Jahnays, that I couldn’t seem to get enough of. Kaya heto ginawan ko ng istorya. Warning to readers : MEDYO MAY KAHABAAN. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME.
 

“Ang tunay na pag-ibig madalang lang biyahe niyan
Kaya ‘pag dumaan sa’yo, parahin mo, sumakay ka
kasi baka di na bumalik ‘yon
Siguro nga babalik pa, pero pa’no kung may sakay ng iba
Sasabit ka na lang ba?” 
 

Nasa loob ako ng isang bookstore sa Makati. Malamang kasi napagkatuwaan na naman ako ng mga kaibigan kong indiyanin sa usapan namin, meron kasi kaming get-together every Saturday afternoon sa Greenbelt. Kaya naisip ko, kesa naman magalit ako at magka-wrinkles, magbabasa na lang ako. Inisa-inisa ko lahat ng shelves para maghanap ng mababasa, hanggang nakita ko ang isang librong may title na “A Love That Was”. Naintriga ako, kaya kinuha ko kasi parang sobrang nakaka-relate ako. Ganito din kasi ang nararamdaman ko ngayon — malungkot at nanghihinayang. Dahil gaya ng bida sa libro, I once had found love, only pinabayaan kong mawala. Ayoko na sanang maalala pa ‘yon, kaya lang hindi ko mapigil. Parang ulan na bumuhos ang nakaraan, against my will.
        Mataas ang sikat ng araw noon at limang minuto na lang ay male-late na ako sa trabaho. First day pa naman ng training, at frist job ko ‘yon. Tumingin ulit ako sa relo ko bago pumasok sa building para siguruhing makakahabol pa ako bago mag-alas nuebe. 8:55, ‘yon ang nakita ko kaya pagkatapos na maipalit ang school ID ko para sa training pass, nagkukumahog akong tumakbo papunta sa elevator. At nananadya ata ang pagkakataon, lahat ng elevators ay nakaakyat na maliban sa elevator na nasa gawing dulo. Then I saw a tall guy entered the elevator, I rushed some more as I saw the doors slowly closing in. Tumakbo na ako habang nagsisigaw ng “Up, Going Up” pero patuloy sa pagsara ang mga pinto. Then the moment I reached the elevator, I slid my right hand for the doors to reopen and I hopped in.  
       Oops, sorry. Hindi kita narinig”, the guy was holding the Open button as he smiled at me.
        I rolled my eyes as I looked back at him. “Whatever!” I snorted. Then I heard him laughing at my back and I hated him that instant.”May nakakatawa ba?” To my surprise, he guffawed and that infuriated the hell out of me, good thing there were just the two of us. I turned to face him and he stopped laughing and looked straight into my eyes. He did stop laughing but his eyes, they were dancing in amusement. “I’m asking you kung may nakakatawa ba!”
        He nodded “Nakakatuwa ka.”, and gave a weak, lopsided grin. 
        Pinag-iinit talaga ng lalaking ito ang ulo ko. “Ikaw naman, jerk!”
        “Ikaw naman cute” he smiled sweetly and I regret it. I was mezmerized, I was hooked to look him in the eye. He was cute. No, he probably was more than that. To describe him as cute would be an understatement. Magre-rate siya ng 8 sa score na 1-10.My heart pounded wildly but I checked myself and found myself facing the wall. What as I supposed to say, “Ang cute mo rin!” or “I hate you, jerk!”? Medyo napansin ata na napatitig ako sa kaniya, tumaas ang sulok ng labi niya. Umismid ako! I told myself, hmm, mayabang na maangas pa! 
        When I got off the elevator, he also got off. My, my, my, we’re going to the same office?  I should’ve known by his empoyee ID. And before he turned to go inside the office using the employee entrance, he waved his hand and said “So long, Miss Taray!” That was it, the start of my hate campaign versus Mr. Jerk, even if he turned out to be one of my bosses.

I really hated him since then for all the reasons I could come up with. Kapag may sinasabi siya, kapag may ginagawa siya or kahit wala siyang gawin, naiinis ako sa kaniya. Basta pag nandiyan siya sa paligid, kumukulo ang dugo ko. And I also hate the fact that every girl in the office had a crush on him which bloated his oversized ego. I mean, ano ba ang nakita nila kay Mr. Jerk? Ewan. Basta ako, hindi ako ‘yong tipong nabubulag ng kaguwapuhan, mas importante ang substance. Hindi naman kami magtititigan habambuhay. Whenever he’s around, I tried to be as distant as I could. Everytime he would talk to me or would ask me questions, I would feel sick. Right, he made me sick everytime. I simply didn’t wanna have anything to do with him.
        Talaga atang obvious ang hate campaign ko kaya pati mga friends ko, kinausap na ako. Mukhang pati sila ay nadapuan ang epidemya ni Mr. Jerk. Pilit nila akong pinapaamin kung bakit hate na hate ko siya. Bakit nga ba? Ah, basta hate ko siya. Period. I.HATE.HIM. Sabi nga ng isang friend ko, “Why hate him when everyone loves him? Saan ba nanggagaling ang hate na yan? Hmm…nakakaduda! Baka naman type mo din at para hindi obvious, kunwari galit ka? Uuuuyyyyy…” Napaisip tuloy ako kung may gusto nga ako kay Mr. Jerk. Wala. Wala nga ba? Of course… Kahit guwapo siya? Oo naman, hindi ko siya gusto. Kahit mabait? Hindi pa din! Kahit na sabi ng friends mo mukhang interesado siya sa’yo dahil nagtatanong ng lahat ng info tungkol sa’yo? Kahit na! Kahit na? Kahit ano pa, basta hate ko siya. Pahabol pa nila “You know the saying about love and hate. You show the person that you hate him and yet love him secretly?”
        NO WAY!!!! No friggin’ way!!!
        Ngi katiting na interes wala akong nararamdamn para sa kaniya…wala dahil pinapatay ako ang kahit na katiting na notion na puwede akong ma-inlove sa kaniya? Hello? Ang mga lalaking ‘gaya niya hindi marunong magmahal. Sila ‘yong mga lalaking magpapaibig ng babae tapos iiwan na lang ‘pag may nakitang bagong prospect. Nakakatakot mahalin ang mga ganitong tipo ng lalaki dahil dalawang bagay lang naman ang mangyayari — mmamahalin ka ng totoo o sasaktan lang. Si Mr. Jerk, siguradong sasaktan lang ako niyan. Maaaring interesado nga siya dahil hindi ako affected nang charm niya. Pero ang mahalin ako ng totoo? Malabo. That idea was totally absurd.
        Isa pa, merong mas interesanteng bagay ang mas gusto kong pagtuunan ng pansin noon, ang aking secret admirer. Everyday, lagi na lang akong may nakikitang white rose at note sa window ng locker ko. At first, akala ko ginu-goodtime lang ako ng mga friends ko. I must admit, nakuha talaga ni Secret Admirer ang full attention ko and I like it a whole lot dahil may ibang napag-uusapang ang mga friends ko maliban kay Mr. Jerk. Naintriga talaga ko sa identity niya. Ang sabi nila white roses symbolize purity and sincerity. Hindi naman unique ang mga banat niya pero unique naman ang style niya. Case in point are his notes:
        1st day : You’re an angel.
        2nd day : who fell from the sky
        3rd day : to capture my heart
        4th day : I love you
        5th day : I love you more today
        6th day : I love more today than yesterday
        7th day : Perhaps, I’ll love you more tomorrow
and so on…Para kasing puzzle di ba? You have to collect ’em all para mabuo ‘yong message. I find it corny pero cute talaga.
        One day, my close friend and I were talking sa pantry. Everyone already went home and kami na lang ata ang natitira. Nakatalikod ako sa pinto. My friend asked me a question, “Sino kaya ‘yong secret admirer mo? Nakakatuwa ka naman, meron ka ng Sir Yeoji (Mr. Jerk), meron ka pang secret admirer.” Sabi ko naman, “Ewan ko…” Then she asked me, “Paano kaya kung si Sir Yeoji at ‘yong secret admirer mo, iisa?” I answered, “Hindi puwedeng mangyari ‘yon. You know naman I hate him.” Then I indignantly said “I so, so hate him. At habambuhay kong magiging hatest person ang taong ‘yon.” Nanlaki ang mga mata ng friend ko habang ngumunguso sa bandang pintuan. At nakatayo si Mr. Jerk, holding a bouquet of white roses. He was standing there devoid of arrogance and confidence na madalas kong makita sa kaniya. He handed me the flowers and said “When I first saw you, you looked so much like an angel and you captured my heart at that instant. You see, I fell in love with you that day, and that feeling seemed to grow each day. I feel sorry that you hate me. I guess nothing I do would ever change that. Simula ngayon, hindi na kita guguluhin and I will leave your locker and your life — in peace.” He said that in a voice na halos maiiyak na.
        Hindi ako nakagalaw kaagad. I went speechless for the longest time in my life. Hindi talaga ako naka-react. Mas naunang natauhan ang kaibigan ko,”Wait, did he say locker? Monique, sinabi ba niyang locker? Oh my, si Sir Yoeji ang secret admirer mo?”
        Simula no’ng araw na ‘yon, hindi ko na siya nakikitang nakangiti, lagi siyang seryoso. Most of the time, mainit ang ulo. Kahit gusto ko siyang lapitan, natatakot ako. Nagi-guilty? No! What I was feeling was beyond guilt. It was something else…And I later realized, I didn’t actually hate him. Tama ang mga kaibigan ko! I didn’t hate him, I never did. Lahat ng ipinapakita ko, facade lang talaga. Denial tactics dahil hindi ko matanggap na while binabakuran ko ng hatred ang puso ko, nano-nourish pala ‘yong love at the very core. Dahil masyado akong busy sa pag-guard sa puso ko, hindi ko pinansin ang mumunting mga signs na nagmamahal na ako. And yes, mahal ko pala talaga si Mr. Jerk. Pero kahit inamin ko sa sarili ko ‘yon, hindi ko kayang aminin ‘yon sa kaniya. Pride? Siguro… I would die kung malalaman niya ‘yon…
        Few months passed by and I heard Mr. Jerk resigning. He would be going to New Zealand dahil doon na naka-base ang family niya, he only stayed because he wanted to live on his own dito sa Pilipinas. Gusto ko siyang lapitan, gusto ko siyang kausapin. Sasabihin ko lahat lahat ng nararamdaman ko. Mahal ko siya at willing akong ipaglaban ‘yon. I was never given the oppotunity to do so dahil masyado siyang naging busy. Biglaan din ang pag-file niya ng terminal leaves. I tried texting him, hindi naman siya nagre-reply. I tried calling him, pero laging “The subsriber cannot be reached” ang naririnig ko at hindi ang boses niya. Gusto ko nang sumuko then finally one day, one of his friends told me na kinabukasan na ang flight niya, 7PM. I decided to see him for the last time at aaminin ko lahat lahat bago siya umalis. Hindi ako pinayagang mag-halfday, mag-early out na lang daw ako. Malayo ang Paranaque sa Ortigas and exactly 5PM, pinayagan akong umalis. I rode a cab, sabi ko sa driver,”Manong, kelangan nating lumipad papuntang airport”. Pero ma-traffic at akala ko hindi ko na siya maabutan. Nakita ko siyang naglalakad dahil tinatawag na ang flight niya. May kausap siya sa cellphone, lumapit ako. Marami siyang dalang baggages. Naghintay akong matapos siya sa phone at humarap siya sa akin. Feeling ko ‘nong mga panahong ‘yon, ibang tao ang kaharap ko. Masyadong seryoso, masyadong pormal, “Yes? Kung may sasabihin ka, sabihin mo na.” Was that irritation I heard in his voice? Galit ba siya? I blinked my eyes, naiiyak ako. Gusto kong magsalita pero wala akong nasabi. Then I heard him say “Goodbye”, then gave a quick kiss on my right cheek. I tried to move pero hindi ako makagalaw, nakita ko siyang lumakad palayo…Palayo nang palayo.
        That was five years ago pero hanggang ngayon ‘pag naiisip ko si Yoeji, naiiyak pa din ako. Sinisisi ko pa din ang sarili kong katangahan. Tumayo na ako at isinauli ang libro. Naglakad ako palabas ng bookstore at pumasok sa isang coffee shop. Um-order ako ng paborito kong frapuccino at umupo sa bandang loob ng coffe shop. Dapat ko na siyang kalimutan at mag-move on sa buhay ko. Pero paano?
        “Monique” napa-incredulous ng tawag na ‘yon. Familiar ang boses na ‘yon.

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 HAHAHA…mabitin kayong lahat…tinatamad pa kong tapusin….

Para sa Lahat ng Kaugali ni Rakhbu!

An Ode to Rakhbu:

Mukha ka namang masaya, in all honesty, noong una tayong magkita, nainggit nga ako sa’yo kasi ang saya saya mo. Everytime na mapapatingin ako sa’yo, nakikita ko ang ngala-ngala mo sa sobra mong kagalakan – humahalakhak ka na parang wala ng bukas. Hindi ni minsan kitang nakitang sumimangot. Naintriga tuloy ako sa’yo, ninais na mapasok ang mundo mo para lamang ma-surprise sa nakasusulasok at tila bangungot mong mundo. Mabaho. Pangit. Negatibo. Bulok. Kaya nga para sa’kin ang code name mo ay RHAKBU, as in reverse ng BURAK — kulay pusali, amoy pusali.

Natutuwa kang pag-usapan ang ibang tao. May sense of joy kang nararamdaman kapag may napagtawanan kang ibang tao — sa suot, so pisikal na anyo, sa paraan ng pagkilos at pagsasalita. Para sa ‘yo, walang pupuwedeng maging mas maganda pa sa iyo. Itinaas mo ang sarili mo sa pedestal, idinambanda ang sariling tila isang Diyosa. Para sa ‘yo, hindi maaaring lumipas ang isang araw ng wala kang nalalait, halos ikamatay mo ang walang mapagtawanan. Kailangan mong manglait at manghamak ng ibang tao. Iba ka, eh, di ba nga isa kang Diyosa?!

Natatandaan ko ‘nung minsan, nagkakasiyahan ka kasama ng mga alagad ng dilim, este, mga kaibigan mo pala, at ‘nong malaman ko kung bakit, naawa ako hindi sa taong pinag-uusapan ninyo, higit lalo sa mga kaluluwa ninyong sobrang inaamag at inuuod na sa kabulukan. Paano ninyo nga bang nagagawang pagtawanan ang kamalian, kakulangan at ang hindi pagiging karaniwan ng iba? At bakit ba kailangang paulit-ulit ninyong hanapan ng dahilan ang mga sarili ninyo upang tuluyang magalit o mainis sa ibang tao? At kapag nakahanap kayo ng rason para mapagtawanan ang mga inosenteng taong itinuturing ninyong kaaway ay nalulubos ang kaligayahan ninyo? Naisip ko pa na siguro, lalagnatin ka kapag naging mabait ka kahit ilang sandali lang.

Naisip ko tuloy minsan, ganiyan din ba ang nanay mo? ang tatay mo? Iyan ba ang gintong aral na ipinamana nila sa iyo? At gusto mong ipamana sa mga magiging anak mo? Ganyang uri siguro ng environment ang kinalakhan mo? No wonder! Hindi talaga kataka-takang maging maaskad din ang ugali mo! Masamang ugat naman pala ang pinagmulan mo, e! Hindi nga naman magbubunga ng sariwa ang bulok!

Minsan naiisip ko, mabuti may kaibigan ka pa, na kayang mag-tiyaga sa ugali mo. Pero naisip ko din, base sa mga nasaksihan ko, “BIRDS OF THE SAME FEATHERS, FLOCK TOGETHER”. Kasi pare-parehong nagra-radiate ang negative energy at nakararamdam ang mundo ng karimlan kapag nagti-tipon tipon kayo ng mga alagad mo. At buti rin nakakatulog ka pa sa gabi (or sa umaga ‘pag night shift ka!)? Hindi ka ba binabangungot? At malamang sa hindi, hindi mo rin alam ang salitang karma, well, panonoorin ko na lang ang balik ng karma sa’yo para naman matauhan ka. At kapag dumating ang araw na ‘yon, nasa akin pa rin ang huling halakhak.

Ipinagpapasalamat ko na rin na hindi ako naging bahagi ng mundo mo. Okay na ding hindi matawag na “cool” dahil hindi tayo “close” or ituring na “outcast” dahil hindi tayo “friends”. Dahil, hindi man ako lubusang mabait, hindi ko naman kakayaning makisawsaw sa kaligayan mo, na kasing babaw ng pagkatao mo!

Sana matauhan ka bago pa mahuli ang lahat at kung sakaling kailangan mo ng tulong, lalo na ng kaibigang maaasahan at totoo, puwede mo naman akong lapitan. Ilang hakbang at ilang cubicles lang naman ang layo ko sa’yo.

Kahit gaano ka kasama, may nagmamahal pa rin sayo.

Si Lord (‘kala mo ako noh! Nananaginip ka ata!).

Ipagdarasal ko ang agaran mong paggaling.
Umaasang magbabago ka,
A.K.O *

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*Footnote : About the Author.

Si Janis de Asis po ay isang karaniwang mamamayan na may hindi pangkaraniwang pag-iisip. (Wait, ano ako, BALIW???) Ang nabasa ninyong liham ay hango sa totoong buhay, isang liham na nais ipaabot ng isa sa mga malalapit niyang kaibigan laban sa kaniyang mga detractors, kailangan ng nasabing kaibigan ang “reinforcement”.
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Ako, wedding coordinator?

It took a call from a friend to shock me to the core! The reason, she’s officially begging me to plan her wedding day, as in to plan the frenziest, happiest and biggest event of her life. Her reason : I was the one who gave Shane Marie a very emotional and dramatic wedding in Hawaii last year. I am no wedding coordinator but I am thinking of, perhaps, earning a living out of organizing weddings.

I was shocked co’z I wouldn’t be there when Shane Marie got married, however, she begged me to contribute to her wedding so I send her a compilation of “unconventional” wedding songs and convince her cousin Ken to do an animation to show people how Shane and her hubby had gone through, before everyone witnessed their avant grande wedding in Hawaii. There was a sort of film showing and an interpretative dance to the tune of “The Wedding Song” preluded the ceremony. The wedding was held at one of the fine beaches in Hawaii, but the place was adorned with a lot of flowers and plants, thus, making it a beach cum garden wedding. She wore a Grecian or Emprire cut gown devoid of any lace nor ribbon to give her a “natural” look ala fairy or Greek Goddess. All these were input from an impeccable and creative person — ako yun!

When I was sent a copy of the wedding coverage, I really couldn’t help but cry at the beauty of the ceremony, but more than that, mas na-touch ako ‘coz I know the story behind that beautiful, dramatic and emotional wedding. Kung ano talga ang pinagdaanan nila just to be in each other’s arms again and live “happily ever after”.

Kaya nga ‘tong si Tish, aba, ako daw ang mag-plano ng wedding niya. Hanggang ngayon tuloy nawiwindang ako kung paanong gagawing “unconventional” ang ceremony eh hindi ko naman kilala ‘ung magiging husband niya! Kaput! Lagot tuloy ako!

Naisip ko tuloy, paano ko kaya pa-planuhin ang mga big-events-to-be sa buhay ko? At sinu-sino ba dapat ang nandoon? Pasensiya na sa mga friends ko na nakalimutan ko…

BINYAGAN

Ninongs and Ninangs

Cousins : Len, Cathy, Cory, McDo, ‘Te Cebeng
Elementary and Highschool friends : Daisy, Cecille, Erickson, Maryland, Lanie, Florgela
College : Shiela, Carol, Rhea, Zaldy, Armida,’Te Aileen, Jahnays, NiÑa, Balbon, Noemi, Aben
office : Chele, Aimz, Ruthie, Malen, Pring, Mamush, Lorraine, TL Mhy, Ernest, Racky, Anya, Irene, Doh, Rosie, Khat, Bevs, Lui, Aiyecka, Denz, ITS.Jen, ITS.Ana, ITS.JP, ITS.Paula Bianca, Mitz, Gerard, Mina, Elai, Migs, Mau, ‘Te Kai, Nicole, Jeng, Bhe, Yeng, Lyn (kung babalik sa Manila), Cherry, ‘Te Marlyn, Cezs, Cris, AC, Neph, Brye, Ruby
Others : Inay Jumz, Gilbert Yabut, Luisa Reyes, Ken aka Steve, Shane Marie

Motiff : (yes meron) Powder Blue ‘pag boy or Baby Pink ‘pag girl
THE WEDDING

Flower girl : —
Ring bearer : —

Principal Sponsors :

 Mommy ni Shiela Canezal
 Mommy or Daddy ni Chele Victoria
 Daddy ni ‘Te Aileen
 Mama ni Jahnays
 Daddy or Mommy ni Migs
 Isang Mayor
 1 or 2 professor ko dati
 Lt. De Leon (pinsan ko)
 Kuya David or si Ate Yvone?

 pinag-iisipan ko pa ung iba
 
Secondary Sponsor  :

 Madugo sa part na ito, mukhang kelangang i-raffle ito!
 
 Maid of Honor : Shiela, Chele, Irene, Carol or Rhea 
 Bridesmaid : (bukod sa mga nabanggit) Ruth, Malen, Aimz, ‘Te Aileen, Aben, Midz, Daisy, Ces, Jahnays, NiÑa, Rosie,Khat, Anya, Mina, Mitz, Florgela, Nicole, Bhe, Yeng, cousin Len

 Bestman : Groom ko na ang bahala dito…
 Groomsmen : kailangan kasama si Erickson or Zaldy

At ang pinakamadugong part is ‘yong pagpili ng wedding songs…

Gerard Kenny’s Fantasy
Side A’s Forevermore
Acosta and Russell’s Deep in My Soul
Mr. Big’s Nothing but Love
Firehouse’s When I Look Into Your Eyes 
A Walk to Remember’s If You Believe
Aaron Neville’s All My Life 
Jim Brickman’s Love of My Life and Destiny       
I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing by Aerosmith
Faith Hill’s Breathe

Motiff : Peach Blossom
Where : Wala pa akong idea, pero malamang kagaya din kay Shane, dahil nung pina-plano ko ‘yun, parang wedding ko din ‘ung pina-plano ko.
Theme : Fairy tale? Rock-n-roll? Fairies in Wonderland?
Ang gagawa ng gown ko : Patis Tesoro

Hay, magulo talga! Pero mas mukhang mangyayari ‘yong binyagan kesa sa wedding. Because as I always say : Mas na-i-imagine ko ‘yong sarili ko as mother, but not a wife.

plastik, insekyora at laitera – PAMATAY!

plastik,insekyur,lait – explosive!!!

Ever wonder how “OROCAN” (aka plastik, aka tupperware, aka backstabber) people could get? I do. In fact, I’m with them every single day (shall I say night?) of my hard-lived life. There’s one question that lingers on my mind, though. What satisfaction do they get out of doing it?

I “used to” have a very close chum (itago natin siya sa pangalang Machito) in this office during the first weeks of my stay here. I wouldn’t say we’re really that close, as in “that close” to the point of sharing dark-kept secrets, but we were, at least sharing some good opinions on things, laughing at thrown jokes, eating lunch together, sharing things we don’t like with a certain person. I could remember and quote Machito of some not so nice things said about several people in our account. But I was more than surprised seeing Machito going along well with those people. Baligtad na talaga ang mundo!

Well, I’m not bitter, nor mad at Machito but I feel bothered by the sudden change in Machito’s behavior. That’s why I always believe that while you have to be friendly and receptive of anyone, you need not give your “trust” at an instant. Because trust, once given could be abused and once lost, could never be taken back.

Did Machito only exert effort to be close to me to be able to squeeze some juicy info that could be shared with the those people, so Machito would belong to their circle? Para may issue? Para may mapag-usapan? C’mon, ang tatanda na namin for that,noh! C’mon, grow up? Itsura niya! That’s why I really hate office gossip and the never ending insecure-type parinig in the office. Duh?! Hello? Aren’t we supposed to be professionals here? Bakit nga ba ang mga babae ang hilig sa “I’m insecure, that’s why I hate you” drama? Bakit ba hindi na lang sila manahimik if they see something na hindi nila gusto (unless it’s something to do with value system issues)?

Why can’t everyone be like me (Eherm, like I am an epitome of good manners and right behavior)? If I don’t like someone for whatever reason, I just shut up and leave that person be. Ano nga naman ang business ko sa kaniya, eh, hindi ko nga siya gusto di ba? So bahala na lang siya sa buhay niya, basta sa mundo ko, hindi siya nag-e-exist, PERIOD! Kaya nga naisip ko, bakit sa iba kapag hindi nila gusto ‘yong isang tao, do they have to always find reasons to hate that person more? What for? Bakit paulit-ulit mo pa rin siyang hinahanapan ng butas? Ano yon, para lalong mainis sa kaniya? Para lalong maging apektado ang buhay mo at umikot na lang sa hatred mo sa kaniya? And worse, bakit kailangan mong gawan ng issue ‘yon at idamay ang mga friends mo at pag-usapan, laitin at awayin ang taong kinaiinisan mo? Hindi ba nagsasayang ka lang ng effort, ng time, ng energy na dapat sa mabuting bagay mo lang nilalaan?

Going back kay Machito, feeling ko nagiging plastik na din ako. Kasi naman minsan i-a-approach niya ako so ako, ngiti lang; sagot lang kung tinatanong at makikipag-biruan if necessity asks for it. Pero hanggang doon na lang. Mabuti nga wala akong na-i-share na secrets sa kaniya (kunsabagay, wala naman akong secrets). I am, I could say, civil towards Machito and please don’t expect me to be more than that, hindi ko na afford ibigay ‘yon, bakla! Kung sa ginagawa ko plastik din ako, well, plastik na! Basta ang alam ko, wala akong sinasaktang tao, ang alam ko I would be the last person to say negative things about something or a person at hindi ko na kailangang mang-okray or manglait dahil hindi ako napalaki nang ganon ng nanay ko!

Naisip ko 2 things lang naman kung bakit may mga ganitong tao. Defense mechanism dahil insecure sila. Second, talagang masama lang ang ugali nila.

May mantra ako para sa mga taong madalas maka-encounter ng ganito :

In this life, you can’t avoid gossip and unkind words from others…Whatever you do, you will never please everyone. Remember: If you’re not worth anything, they wouldn’t bother!!!!

Bottomline : Ang ganda ganda mo sister at dapat ipagbunyi ang nag-uumapaw mong kagandahan!!!!

Who’s Your Movie Star Boyfriend?

  

hay, wala ng iba pa!!!!  

  

Johnny Depp

A little Depp’ll do ya indeed, no? Rebel with a clue Johnny Depp is sexy no matter what the role he’s playing, no matter what the hair and facial fur situation and no matter what wacky ensembles he puts on his bod. In fact, his looks are often as unconventional as some of his movie roles, and thank God for that… The only thing predictable about him: that he’s likely to be unpredictable, and we’re often in awe of just how his creative mind works (the incredibly detailed creation of his Captain Jack Sparrow character from Pirates of the Caribbean, for example). On the other hand, he tempers some of that off the beaten path behavior with a devotion to his family and friends that is unshakeable; the man admits enjoys playing with Barbies with his daughter! That is so hot.

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Who’s yours? Find out here : http://quiz.ivillage.com/entertainment/tests/moviestarboyfriend.htm?nlcid=et|08-01-2007|

What Major is right for you

You scored as History/Anthropology/LiberalArts, You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in History, Anthropology, or related majors (e.g., African and African-American Studies, Chinese, Classics, Cultural Studies, Economics, English, French, Geography, German, Greek, Hebrew, International Studies, Philosophy, Sociology, Women’s Studies, or other Liberal Arts majors).It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would–it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.

History/Anthropology/LiberalArts
100%
Visual&PerformingArts
100%
English/Journalism/Comm
100%
French/Spanish/OtherLanguage
100%
Religion/Theology
100%
HR/BusinessManagement
94%
Psychology/Sociology
88%
Physics/Engineering/Computer
75%
Education/Counseling
75%
PoliticalScience/Philosophy
75%
Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health
56%
Biology/Chemistry/Geology
50%
Accounting/Finance/Marketing
44%
Mathematics/Statistics
31%

WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?
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Well, mostly true, because I love history, I love writing and I would want to learn other languages, too!