Life goes on.
While I am currently based in Metro Manila, hundreds and hundreds of miles away from the devastation in Tacloban, you can’t help but feel a certain level of sadness and a cloud of gloom hanging all over the country.
People are getting catty and snippy on Facebook, denouncing the government and casting a wary eye on any politician presence during the relief operations (couldn’t blame them, Philippine politicians are worse than pond scum and are greedy little douches). While others, in their haste to be bitchy, little buggers o the social network fell for the satirical news that Anderson Cooper was named Ambassador to the Philippines. You might have heard that AC and CNN got into a little “argument” with a local newsreader, Korina Sanchez who called on air one of the reports of CNN about the lack of government aid in Tacloban. The news anchor happened to be the wife of the Interior Minister so she is quick to denounce CNN’s report a false.
Well, Korina Sanchez got served #majorBurn #majorShade
The wrath of the typhoon as well as its devastating effects also made people here in Manila take stock on what they have. People are foregoing Christmas parties and would rather divert the funds to Yolanda. Everyone wanted to help and are scheduling “relief operations nights” instead of the usual Friday night gimmicks.
I really believe that this country is capable of standing up again. After all, with the support of the worldwide community, it is possible. People will eventually go back to their usual routine, will start picking up the pieces — especially in harder hit communities. And why not? Everyone deserves a second chance at life. Everyone deserves to have normalcy. Everyone deserves a better life.
What is important is that the lessons learned from this tragedy will be able to prevent future tragedies of this scale from happening again.
Yes, we will stand up. But more importantly, we will also look back, remember and learn.
STAND UP, Pinoy!
I am sure you have read and heard reports about the damage brought by Typhoon Haiyan in the Philippines, especially in Tacloban, Leyte (located in Southern Philippines) where the eye of the storm hit.
As you all know, the biggest typhoon in the world has brought massive damage to life and property and a week after Yolanda (Typhoon Haiyan’s name in the Philippines), the death toll has reached 3,631. This is still expected to pick-up, since thousands of individuals are still missing and are feared dead. Aid are starting to trickle to hard-hit areas where many are suffering from hunger, disease, malnutrition and trauma.
The massive relief efforts being given to the Philippines will not be possible without YOU. Yes, you and your country’s help to my country has been truly heart-warming. And in behalf of the many Filipinos affected by this tragedy, I would like to thank all of you for your prayers and for being part of a great nation that lent its hand to a country in need.
I do not know all of you — but a quick check on my reader map shows that this tiny blog reaches far-flung countries, countries I never expect to reach. So please, allow me to say thank you — for your generosity and prayers.
The Philippines will be able to rise again after this tragedy.
(NOTE: In the interest of transparency, the Philippine government launched Foreign Aid Transparency Hub (FAiTH) where people can view the total aid received and where they are going. See it at www.gov.ph/faith.
You gotta love Manila.
We are the city that drove itself bonkers trying to get a taste of the cronut at the height of its fame; we ingest froyos and milk teas like crazy and we will happily line up and pay our way just to bring home a box or two of JCo Donuts.
In a nutshell, Manila is a trend-crazy city — people are dying to be in with what’s the latest. We are forever in fear of missing out. So when Speculoos cupcakes, donuts, cronuts and gelato started sprouting in Trendy Manila, I was immediately curious.
Specuwhaaaaat? And Manila is going crazy about it?
Cos in my head, it sounded like one of the spells used by Harry Potter and his friends when they are caught in a tight fix.
The funny things is that I am already way behind when it comes to this so-called “Cookie Butter” trend. So, while I ordered my first jar, I am sure the rest of Manila has moved over to its next “must have.”
I meanwhile, is still savoring my Speculoos matched with skyflakes cracker.
I had too big expectations, but I must say its taste has a way of growing on you. It’s now something I eat (spread on either crackers or bananas) when I want a quick and easy snack. In just ten days, my bottle of cookie butter is almost gone. Must order again as soon as the reseller replenishes her stock.
Yes, I am now part of the cookie butter hoard.
Here’s something every Filipino kid my age might know and love.
This bunch of sweetness are called “bukayo,” — a native kind of candy composed of shredded coconut meat set in melted sugar and milk. What comes off is a round disk of goodness that can make you finish lots in one sitting and rot your teeth if you aren’t careful with the tooth brushing.
When I was younger, I used to buy rolls of this candy at the village market. It’s something that I used to save money just so that I’ll have my weekly fix. For PHP5 per roll, it’s not exactly expensive but for a kid with a few coins as lunch money — it already merited serious savings. The love for bukayo also merited countless cavities fixed by dental work which I had to pay for extensively as soon as I got a job.
The sad thing is there’s no longer “bukayo” visible in modern Manila, the same way that where the old village market once stood, is now a soul-less gasoline station. I tried searching for this once, but merited nothing at all. Sad that kids in modern Manila will no longer now just how yummy this candy can be.
I was able to get my fix this time, thanks to my friend who lives in Bulacan, a province a few hours north of Manila. In just a few days, this supply will be gone and the tiny girl in me will again miss this remembrance of bygone areas and wonderful childhood memories.
In life, it is better to celebrate the little blessings and little rewards we get — instead of harping on the negatives.
For almost two months now, I have been swamped with work and has been battling the daily stress of even dealing with people I rather feed to the Walkers. I was also trying to fit in my consulting gig in between the back-breaking marketing work and somehow, by the Grace of the Higher Being, I was able to manage my schedule. I am lucky that my client is understanding of my situation — the bottom line is that as long as I keep my end of the bargain and submit my copies on sked. Still, I would have loved to provide them more time. I enjoy working for this little group and the people are quite nice.
I was able to get earlier the check representing the first half of my consulting gig. It was precious, and again came at an opportune time.
Here’s the reward I bought myself for being such a Little AssKicker:
Military green V-neck t-shirt – PHP259 (about USD6)
High waisted black skirt – PHP399 (about USD10)
Cross earrings – PHP125 (about USD3)
Meow Necklace – PHP200 (about USD4)
All of these for less than PHP1,000.00!
Sometimes, nothing beats the simple pleasures of life. Like, Forever 21+. I used to think that getting curves was the bane of my existence because I can’t get nice clothes that fit me. With Forever 21+ — I was able to buy myself jeans (without having been shamed into not fitting into a size 30), leggings that does not highlight my cellulites and dresses that does not accentuate the love handles.
Double yey again for life’s little pleasures
In other news….
I managed to finally get rid of the atomic orange thing that I have cultivated in my head for the last four years. I didn’t want the usual black hair, so when my stylist at Bench FIX recommended purple I jumped at the chance. At first, I was worried that the big bosses might not like a purple hair in the usual staid, traditional and otherwise boring work environment — but surprise! They freaking loved it.
So I guess I’ll be keeping my Barney hair for a while — I don’t know maybe four years or until I get bored with it. Maybe I could glossy it a bit or heighten the purple I don’t really know. As long as I get past the boring corporate rules, I’ll be fine.
PS: I apologize for the weird orientation of the photo, I’d been tinkering with the photo feature of this blog/Wordpress and it kept on appearing like that. Bear with me.
I am back after a very long absence.
Blame it on my crazy schedule and the five-day Singapore getaway with the family.
I used to say that I feel useless at work — because I wasn’t doing anything and was nothing more than a glorified personal assistant/executive assistant in spite the fact that I have the word “manager” written somewhere in my business card. And then, there was a change in management — which of course came with a new division head for me. This came with a reshuffling of work priorities, changing of the guards and all the boring corporate stuff. End story was: I am now reporting directly to the head of the division and have about tons of pending deliverables lying somewhere. Yes, I am now a full-blown slave and lackey of the man.
But instead of glossing over how I have too much to do and nary a staff in sight, I chose to focus more on the blessings being given to me — the opportunity to prove my capabilities, as well as the trust of the new div manager. When she came on board, she told me that she believes in what I can do. I think that is motivation enough.
In spite the heavy work load, I am now looking for ways to manage my stress. First and foremost, I don’t want to get stressed because this will lead to me blowing away my chance of ever having a baby. The OB says that if I want to procreate, I shouldn’t get stressed. Easy to say when you are not in the corporate world where things run on endless deadlines. I have decided to become more positive and to always dwell on the good.
On my next post, will share tips on how I manage stress — aside from my constant (and expensive) strategy of retreating to another country when I need to take a breather.
After all, at the end of the day — changes being thrown in our path can also be interpreted as the Universe’s way to challenge and motivate us.