Spaceship of the Future

I don’t feel like writing serious stuff but I would like to give you another update of what’s going on. I am really excited  on my new role 2 weeks from now. I found a new routes to explore around my own neighborhood. What I mean is….I will not be stepping out of the spaceship but I’ll be soon transferring to another part of the spaceship where I will be given a chance to do what I’d like to do and  I am sure I will enjoy doing to acquire new skills.

Many people have supported me about the new job and I’d like to thank them. I’ll be leaving my lovely colleagues in my department who have encouraged me, given me ideas and thought me lots of things and most of all, for their friendship. To the one who helped me the most with creating this blog and the idea, who have always been very helpful, generous, and very supportive in every situation that I had to deal with. I hope everything will be just fine for you as well with your challenging missions in the future! It has been awesome to work  with you guys. I’ll be missing you all.  The place where I will be transferring isn’t too far away and we are still at the same spaceship, so you can expect to still see me around. And I hope the short distance wont change anything.

For almost 3 years, I enjoyed the company of younger generations including their immaturities and aggressiveness, the irregularities of schedules…working when everybody is sleeping or having their vacations, the overcrowded MRT, walking through a rocky road parking lot where it is such as waste if you are wearing signature shoes, leaving my place at least 2 hours before my time in and the waiting of rides going back home…where stories were shared and secrets were revealed.

Thank you again to everyone who made my job for the last 3 years so enjoyable! And I hope I have so much to thank for the coming years and have the best of luck on my new working environment.

Accidental Bloopers! Ooppsss!!!

 I am an organized person. Every night, I prepare everything what I need for the following day.  When I have a trip, I started packing  5 days before the scheduled trip eventhough it will only lasts for 3 days, just to make sure nothing amiss.

But then, 2 weeks ago, it must be a bad day for me or I woke up at the wrong side of the bed or something weird. I had this bloopers while going to work. I woke up,  took a bath, did my rituals and put on my 2 piece uniform then left my place. I walked about 50 meters from my place to wait for a jeep going to MRT, rode the  MRT and alighted in Ortigas station. I was taking my time, it was just too early for my schedule…. when suddenly a middle aged woman behind me whispered and removed something that was clipped on the hem of my dress saying “Miss, may ipit ka sa damit”  then gave me the neon green dress clip. The woman was trying to supress her giggles. Ooppss!!! It was not visible since it was clipped at the back of my dress until it  has been pointed out to me.

As it turned out, my brother who left our place earlier than me removed the clip from his shirt then clipped it to my uniform.

Then the following day, I was at DFA to renew my passport. When the assisting personnel was checking my birth certificate, she asked me “alam mo ba na wala kang gender sa birth certificate mo?” What???? Oh crap! Fortunately, I had with me my old passport and I don’t have to provide an affidavit that I am a girl. I thought she was going to ask me what to put on my gender. The last time I checked, I was and I am still a 100% girl. Do I need to provide a certification? My parents must be overwhelmed when I was born, they did not bother to check if I was a boy or a girl. At least I know my name is a girl name. I happened to know someone named  “Baby Boy” on his birth certificate.

Let’s face it, most of us are human. We all make mistakes. This is just to add a little light hearted humor to our day. It was never happened to me before but from now on I will keep on checking my dress if there is something clipped on it before I leave our place. But I dont have to check everyday if I am a girl.  I had a few giggles and it gives me something to chuckle at.

Irresistible Encounter

  A day after I published my entry below, an old friend dropped by, who claimed she just visited another friend near my place.  She is one of my very few blog followers. She told me, she read my blog last night and and I asked her “So?” She said I might want to write her own untold story, here it goes:

Years ago, she met this guy. They used to live in the same apartment building. They got along well,  would always eat together,  watch movies, and sometimes go out of town. But she didn’t know she would end up falling in love with him at the very critical time.  Maybe it was during the 4th year of togetherness, she developed deep feelings for him. The guy was already engaged, the wedding details she happened to know through a common friend. Two days before his wedding, the guy called her up  apologizing for that “too close for comfort” thing between them. She thought, why the hell was he apologizing? Those were the happiest days of her life. The guy made her promised to attend his wedding which she did. It was like part of her died that day. It was not pain but she prayed hard to take away the sadness that settled deep in her heart and to give her even a little courage to cope up. He was taken away from her….someone she can rely and count on, someone she can always run to, who never left her high and dry, whom she can be herself without being judged. She was sure, he was also ready to stand up or her and take blows on her behalf. But then, it will never be the same again.

Sometimes, life never seems to be the way you want it to be. There are things we are longing in ourlives that cannot be ours, no matter what we do. Eventually, she moved on, everything…very slowly… went back to normal for her. They still talked, ocassionally saw each other and sometimes  bumped at each other around the area, trying to kept the treasured relationship.  All the times they have together are permanently etched in history.  Until now, the memory of sadness of those times always bring tears on her eyes.

She started dating again but as a firm believer in love. luck did not shine brightly on her. She have been through her share of hell. After a while she gave up even trying to date. I asked, “Is he on the way?” She thought for a while then replied “No, I dont think so, it is just that I  could never find someone I was attracted to whom I would be having…if not more than then even the same level of intensity of what I felt before”.

Years passed by until few years ago when she thought that she would never had a chance to feel the same way again. Its like feeling that “if it takes her heart and soul,  you know she’d pay the price… everything that she possess she’ll gladly sacrifice.”  She is considering opportunities that she may not have in the past. It may not lasts forever,  but she decided to generally try to make each day the happiest day of her life.

She stood up, drinking the juice I gave her, saying “It is definitely not the happily ever after but I felt resurrected, feels great to be human again”. Adding, “Be early on Monday, exercise your rights, vote with your heart”.

LIfe Goes On….and On

 One night coming from the spaceship, we had this somewhat no nonsense conversation about past life….who we were in our past lives?? Some of us believe  that we have lived past lives and that those past lives influence us today…or help us understand the mischievous nature that we are.

Based on my birthday, accordingly I was a female in my last earthly incarnation. I was born somewhere in the territory of modern West Africa around the year 1725.  My profession was that of a dancer, singer or actor. My brief psychological profile in my past life: Ruthless character, carefully weighing his decisions in critical  situations, with excellent self-control and strong will. Such people are generally liked, but not always loved. The lesson that my last past life brought to my present incarnation: My lesson is to combat violence and disharmony in our world, to understand its roots and origins.  All global problems have similar origins.

Contrary to that analysis, more than 7 years ago, I met someone who just asked my name, my age and held my hands, looked into my eyes and told me I was not an ordinary nun….but a monk in my past life, who occasionally finding myself contemplating the mysteries of life. The person that I was….often dress in severe, unattractive, dark clothing, a past life as a monk might be guiding such choices because of the safety and protection they once provided. I tend to do something out of devotion rather than obligation. My life offer me the opportunities to enter into other peoples’ lives on a very profound level. I was more concerned with the welfare of others than on my own, often sacrifice my own happiness for the happiness of others I love, prefer to suffer in silence and let my belief  frees me from negative feelings and allows me to transcend pain.

That time, I started to realized maybe I am one of those people who are designed to be alone…without a partner…which is easier for me to choose to be and not at all due to circumstances? Being alone does not mean being lonely. There are other ways to connect with other people. Accept the fact that I have loved and been loved and make do with what I have.

We are what we were in past lives, both good and bad.  And what we are in this life will be part of what we will be when we come back again. 

Taking a Break…

  Everyone is so busy these days and think that they can’t  really take a break. However, it is often our breaks that  help us keep perspective and to refocus on what we want.

I, on the other hand, had a tiring weekend for taking breaks. Whew!!!  The supposed to be Eat All You Can dinner with old friends last Friday was cancelled due to heavy rain though I was already at the meeting place, they could not get the ride going there. The Plan B with my cousin was also cancelled. We were supposed to attend the retirement party of one of my Aunt. At the end, we just had a homemade dinner at my cousin’s place.

I asked my cousin if she wants to join me and my sister when we have our shots for the cervical cancer and she refused saying “I don’t need it, I’ll be dying anyway. If ever, I dont want to prolong the agony”. I told her at least you will be doing something to prevent it. It let me pause and think…We should never allow  our fears or the expectations of others to set the frontiers of our destiny. Well, that’s her decision to make and she is already setting up her destiny. I told her my plan of applying to other non-voice department and she said good for me. She knows I am enjoying my time and friends but I could not definitely enjoy my work if my health is at risk. I had my tonsils removed few years back and it affected my voice. Sometimes, I would be running to her with my hoarse voice and bleeding throat. She told me, maybe sooner or later I would also be experiencing some hormonal manifestation brought about the age. Well, that’s why i am doing something now to have some prevention.

The following day was busy break also. I got to visit  Quiapo Church with a friend. It was the first time I had a good look inside the church without an overcrowded devotees. Too bad, I was wearing shorts that time, I was not allowed to take a look at the Nazarene. After lunch, I had to meet a friend with my niece in tow at the mall. We talked about politics and the coming election. That late afternoon, my niece and I had dinner with my cousins before finally going home.

 Today, I had to cook something, it was my turn. My cousins had lunch at my place. Fiesta in our barangay, several shows held even 2 weeks before the fiesta and there was an  overall ambiance of merriment. My cousin even performed that monthly coloring of  my hair. Unfortunately, later that day, I bumped with one of the friends of my  cousin, who passed away recently. That friend was trying to make a pass on me.  Fortunately though, I was with my other cousins who helped me out of this irritating situation. They told him I had a long time boyfriend and to stop pestering me as our cousin will not going to like it.  What the fuck is wrong with those people  who think you are open to anything once they know you are still single at not very early age? Well, I am glad that settled now. I can have my massage later and still have  one day rest before going to work again.

Take a break guys, we all need it!!!!