Nexus Love

Its been a month now since I last laid my hands on Nexus One.  I’ve been planing to get a new phone since early June.  I always loved Sony Ericsson, so it was quite heartbreaking for me when I first saw Aino, then Satio, then Xperia X10.  This must have been the reason why I can’t bring myself to buy any of these Ericsson phones earlier during the year.

I never thought I’d fall in love with Nexus one.  But then the first week of June, I came across a post about Nexus one and decided to google it.  To my surprise, it captivated me and never let me go until I actually had it! I spent days researching more about it (since there is no physical store locally that sells it–none yet at least).  I had to be absolutely sure that all the feedback were positive and carefully pinpoint what its strong points where and how it could fit my life.

At first, I was skeptic about owning a full touch screen phone.  My W960i was half physical board, and half touch screen, but one where you would uncomfortably live without a stylus.  It was a leap of faith. It took me only a day to get familiar with a full touch screen mobile life. To those who are eyeing on it, it is very unfortunate that Google online store is no longer selling Nexus One.  I think its going to take awhile before it hits local market. :( more…

Never on Sunday, the Manaoag edition

“Oh kiss me quick, while we still have this feeling..”

“Love me tender, Love me sweet, Never let me go..”

Oh, how sweet to hear these music again. Even my creator rested on the Sabbath, the seventh day of creation. So here I am sitting on the 25th seat of a Victory Liner Bus, with a bag of raisins on my left and a a pen and notebook on my right. I know I’ve been sick, I know I have many things to do for work, which I’m always willing to do now before tomorrow (for “tomorrow” is a word I use for finding time to rest). But today is special, as the mission is special.

We visit the miraculous church of Manaoag every now and then, but today, we scheduled this date to hear Mass in Pangasinan, our home province, a bare 4-hour travel from Manila. Its a wonderful break for me, and a special request for and by the family. We’ve come to ask for healing. My youngest sister has just been diagnosed with a lung problem; my mom and I are also on treatment for some minor health troubles.

As I’m writing this, I’m feeling quite drained of my own energy. I feel my hands are growing colder and there is pain in my weakest spot. I have to stop from time to time to meditate and re-energize, for without it, I wouldn’t be able to further with my writing. I won’t let this stop me though from saying how good this day is and how happy I’ve felt inside just visiting the church once again. more…

A journey to healing

A Healing Mantra

I am getting better and better every day in every way
I and only I am responsible for my health, my whole being in mind, body and spirit.
I will do everything, whatever it takes to heal me, my mind body and spirit.
I am fully motivated to heal my self, my mind, my body and my spirit.
I will preserve in this healing process of my mind, body and my spirit.
After I have done everything, will be detached and offer all to the Divine within me.
Since I am made in the Image and Likeness of God, my sole purpose in all these is to grow like God in Unconditional Love.
I am getting better and better every day in every way.

Since last year November 2009, I should have brought myself for a checkup.  Unfortunately, I have always been afraid of hospitals and doctors.  The last time I was ever in close encounter with the white people (a.k.a. medical practitioners LOL :P ) was in 1999 when I had dengue.  I made friends with some who happened to be interns that time.  I just don’t know where they are now or what happened to me.  I even recall that one of them was courting me at the hospital! :D  I only remember him by the name “Kuya Sonny”.   more…

A love that was in my head

I fell in love with a celebrity.

I thought the only way out of pain was to feel joy.  The love was the bonus part.  I fell in love and it took me out of pain.

How could it be that he was physically beautiful in my eyes?  I loved his hair, I loved his eyes.  I loved his color, I loved his physique.  His height, his smile, his voice.  :)   Could you be my angel?  Yes and No.

I came to you at the wrong time, at the wrong lifetime.  You were the stranger I needed to wake me up.  Your love was the strangest of all.  It was a mixture of pain and delight.  I’m like the little girl who was taken by the stranger holding a beautiful balloon.  Struck in awe and obedient in amazement.  more…

A piercing goodbye letter

I started reading “The Time Traveler’s Wife” a little before my honey got sick.  I have been reading it and telling him this story while he was in the hospital.  I got to the point when Henry learned he died shortly before my honey passed away.  And then I read this goodbye letter a week after my honey has been put in his columbary.  I read this now, knowing that if he had been able to tell me a lot before he died, he would have said almost the same things (in italic). more…

Divisoria is still one of the best places to shop

I’m not the typical girl.

‘Nuff said.  I don’t go around shopping myself to death when I have money.  Nor do I eat myself to death when I’m depressed.  I don’t hang around in coffee shops and I don’t like to hang out in the salon.

Once in awhile, I go to shop for new items to wear, usually depending on the necessity.  If I feel like I’ve worn the same clothes for quite more than often than usual, then its time I give in to the desire for shopping.  But ooopps.. I’d rather not shop in the mall.  Divisoria or Quiapo is the place!

That weekend was the worst I’ve had in months.  Friday night, I had to accompany my honey while he was out playing poker with his officemates.  Though I slept ultra late the day before, I knew he’ll be needing my help to safely drive home that night.  Friday night (err, saturday morning), I got home around 2am.  We had to wake up at 4am to prep for my sister’s UPCAT exam.  It was though, but the family needed me there.

Mama and I accompanied our upcoming college family member to her exam area.  From 6:30am, we walked towards the Shopping Center, then to the UP Chapel.  We prayed for her goodluck in the exams then had our breakfast at Rodics.  Oh, good old Rodics.  Never fails to please my tastebuds! more…

Coloring the flag of Bloggers

Last April 26, I was able to attend the fourth iBlog event (because I missed the last one, though I pre registered).  Well, this year, I was able to push back the work schedule a little bit, and took the whole Saturday off for a blogger centric event.

This is my first time to attend an iBlog event, and busy as I was, I didn’t even know what the agenda for the event was.  I was surprised to find that Morph was one of the event sponsors (as I already know a few people from Morph).  Wikipilipinas was the most interesting sponsor for me, aside from Morph.   The event was held at the Law Theatre, and it was just right for the number of participants.  They offered free wifi too for those who wanted to blog during the event and even record the event itself.   The whole experience was enjoyable.

Morph created a forum at  http://iblog4.morphexchange.com/.  I was thankful I could twit using my phone and the free wifi during the event.  The morning session’s topics were quite interesting, but its quite the opposite for the afternoon’s session.  IMHO, the politics discussion was very draining.  We were lucky enough to have been able to use one of the power outlets in the afternoon, so that we can divert our attention from the politics tainted discussion of using blogging as a tool for the upcoming 2010 Elections.

Throughout the event, various voices were heard.  I saw some of the personalities behind the famous blogs and that alone was quite a happy thought.  Many of the audience were pro bloggers needing more encouragement and advices from those who are already pro blogging.  Well, pro blogging is really not quite the career for me, as I always run out of time to blog.  Not everyone is really cut for this work, but I really admire those who have the courage to quit a day’s job for blogging.

Everyone in the room is excited whenever a certain topic starts or ends.  It marks the start of another blog pitching session. ;) I didn’t really have the courage to market my blog unlike the others, though I’m already satisfied that a couple from I.ph already announced their blog.  More visibility for I.ph, the better. :) more…

One smile in Ortigas

I woke up tired.  Having a bad day.  The travel gets me drained most of the time.  Plus the new adjustment at the office is also taking away my cheerfulness.  Well, I know its a fleeting thing, but I can’t help but be annoyed, and down.

For this whole week, I had to take the cab going to the office.  I had no choice, or rather, I was too lazy.  I needed my mornings to be safe and easy.. it was an adjustment period.  Each morning, I had to go through one heavy traffic going to the office.  I usually end up paying 200 bucks so early in the morning! ..especially this day.
The cab broke down in the middle of a steep downhill road going to Ortigas Extension.  A couple of minutes later, it started to rain.  We had to open the windows since the car was not a 100% up and working yet.  The driver exhausted his effort to rescue the cab and send me to my destination as fast as he could.  Well, its not that he was a bad cab driver at all, its just that his cab was lame and he was not.  He actually managed to strike a sensible conversation with me towards the end of the drive.  Well, I got at the office at just about the same time I usually arrive (not that I was worried about the time though).  more…

The Perfect Boss

…is non existent!

Its hard to obey a boss who can’t decide for himself.
Its hard to obey a boss who can’t handle his own problems.
Its hard to obey a boss who doesn’t do as he says.
Its hard to obey a boss who’d rather slack out the time than plan ahead.
Its hard to obey a boss who doesn’t wanna talk to you.
Its hard to obey a boss who doesn’t wanna listent to you.
Its hard to obey a boss when he’s not there.
Its hard to obey a boss.. for so many reasons.  But what does it take to be one?  And who is the perfect boss?

A year and a half ago, I came across an article on “How to be a Good Boss“.  Sometimes I get to thinking, what kind of boss am I?  At best, I follow most of the items from this article.. more…

A rant doesn’t deserve a good title

“I’m falling short of my own career standards”. That was what I said yesterday.

For the past few weeks, I’ve been feeling like my own output is falling short of my standard standards. It felt like I am not maximizing my energy, though I always feel exhausted at the end of everyday. I always feel like the only rest I get is when I close my eyes for 20-30 minutes everyday, or when I go to the comfort room, or when I leave the office to buy something to eat. All the rest you ask? …its work.. W-O-R-K. Even when I walk, nap, or watch TV during lunch time, its still all about work. At night, when I go home, I still work but for some other project. Sigh… but why do I feel like I’m not doing any work at all???? more…