Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Exit Plan
Maybe it's because I've never really had the need to "exit" before. I never really quit. I may not have excelled but I'm definitely no quitter.
And it's completely consistent with me being a drifter - I just run along where the wind takes me, I go with the flow. I don't quit - things just happen and I let them.
But this time, it's different. I have reached a point where I just need to draw up an exit plan.
Maybe it's a sign of maturity. A sign that I am now making my own decisions and not just waiting for things to happen in my life. Or maybe it's as simple as me turning out to be a quitter after all, which, as of now, I don't really mind.
Whatever the case may be, I need to draw up an exit plan. Now.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
untitled
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Must. Do. ASAP.
On how to find one's life purpose, here's what I found from www.eHow.com.
STEP 1. Take some time to reflect on what it is that you love to do both in your personal and professional life. Make a list of all of your passions and note which ones you are actually participating in at this point in your life.
STEP 3. Think about the type of person that you want to be and make a list of the goals and dreams you'd like to fulfill. Consider all of the possibilities and don't be afraid to dream big.
STEP 4. Read the notes you've made on what you love to do, what you don't like about your present life, what kind of person you hope to be, and what dreams you'd like to fulfill. Your unique life purpose may be a combination of all of the passions and goals that you've listed that go along with the type of person you want to become.
STEP 5. Begin making changes to work toward your life purpose. For example, if you've decided that you're not happy with your current career and that it doesn't fulfill your personal values or dreams, make a plan of action to transition into a new career that you're passionate about.
I was lucky also to find a quote from one of my all-time favorite movies, Under the Tuscan Sun. It's a good quote to reflect on during times I feel lost."They say they built the train tracks over the Alps between Vienna and Venice before there was a train that could make a trip. They built it anyway. They knew one day, a train would come." -Frances Mayes, Under The Tuscan Sun
Hopefully, after some "me time," I can get my life back on track and maybe even write again.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Because i've got so much time in my hands!
- Go here. The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
- Go here. The last four words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
If you want to do this again, you'll hit refresh to generate new quotes, because clicking the quotes link again will just give you the same quotes over and over again. - Go here. Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
- Go here. The first ten links you end up in (minus the .coms) are your 10 song titles.
I must say, my album has got so much potential:

by HERMAN TROPHY
1. Clenched Fist
2. Lionel
3. Twisted Monkey
4. Jill Matrix
5. Free Lists
6. MacJams
7. Shout Casts
8. Great Circle
9. Delirious
10. So There
Watch out for more from Herman Trophy!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Viva La Vida
Coldplay has definitely outdone itself and has progressed to a more mature and distinctive music in their latest album, Viva La Vida.
Analyzing Viva La Vida's lyrics for its meaning would make one come up with endless possibilities. The best I can think of is that the song pertains to Jesus Christ - how He rules the world, His preachings during His time, and His eventual death on the cross. But despite the different interpretations of the song, it appeals to a lot of people because of its inimitable and catchy tune and the general message we all get from it - Live Life!
Viva La Vida (Coldplay)
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing,
"Now the old king is dead, long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd go there was never,
never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever wanna be king
I hear Jerusalem bells were ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs were singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Anonymous Lawyer
“I went to law school to make Dad proud of me. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. Senior year of college I didn’t have a plan. I didn’t know what was next, and the thought of going out in the world and finding a job – of being an adult – was too frightening to seriously Going to law school seemed easy. Dad pulled some strings and helped get me into
Taken from an extremely unique, amazing and entertaining book, "Anonymous Lawyer," I can truly relate to the circumstances he went through (except for the "Dad" part). In the book which consisted mainly of his blog entries (anonymouslawyer.blogspot.com) and his exchange of e-mails with his readers and his Anonymous Niece, Anonymous Lawyer eventually finds the passion to work in a law firm and ends up becoming the hiring partner. Now if only I can find the same passion to drive me into doing work that I really love...
Monday, May 26, 2008
moratorium slash wake-up call
I desperately just want it to get back to the way it used to - simple, fun and full of contentment.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
"Don't Think I Don't Think About It" Video
Don't Think I Don't Think About It
Don't Think I Don't Think About It
Darius Rocker
I left out in a cloud of taillights and dust
Swore I wasn’t coming back, said I’d had enough
Saw you in the rear view standing fading from my life
But I wasn’t turning around, no not this time but
Don’t Think I Don’t Think About It
Don’t think I don’t have regrets
Don’t think it don’t get to me
Between the work and the hurt and the whiskey
Don’t think I don’t wonder ’bout
Could’ve been, should’a been all worked out
I know what I felt and I know what i said but
Don’t Think I Don’t Think About It
When we make choices we gotta live with them
Heard you found a real good man and you married him
I wonder if sometimes I cross your mind
Where would we be today if I never drove that car away
Don’t Think I Don’t Think about it
Don’t Think I Don’t
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
"It's Divine Intermission!"
A Love Story… (Part2)
I thought Jay’s ex-girlfriend was really out of our lives. But heaven only goes that I was wrong. Kakakasal pa lang namin nun when Jay received a uninamous text. “Meet me at the clinic.” I had a stinking feeling in my butt. I told him not to go. It might in danger him. Pero sabi niya, ok lang daw because life is what we make. Tumahimik lang ako. Sabi niya, “Penny for you talks.” But I didn’t know what to say. Beggars can’t be losers. Isa pa, worried talaga ako na baka yung girl yun. Jay said, “Can’t got your tongue?” I tried to smile at him. Kahit di ako nagsalita, actions speak louder than works, di ba?
Be that as is may, umalis pa rin siya. I was out of the loophole. After a few hours, I called him on his cellphone. But my calls fell on Jeff’s ears. Lalo akong nag-worry kasi I didn’t even know Jeff. Sabi na nga ba di na dapat umalis si Jay. That’s what I’m talking about it.
So I tried calling some friends who will help me find Jay. That’s what friends are for naman di ba? But I just faced a blank mall. I had to do this alone. Nag-taxi na lang ako. Pero ang mahal na pala ng plug down rate.
When I got to the clinic, the security was really buffed up. Di basta-basta makakapasok. So I said, “I beg your cordon. I’m patient. It’s my favorite virtue nga e.” Nagduda yata yung isang guard. Hinawakan ako sa arm. The nerd! I shouted, “Don’t touch me not!” Buti na lang the other guards were nice and said, “Come on, let’s join us.”
When I went inside, parang I’ve been there, done there. Nung walang nakatingin, nag-explore ako. Nakarating ako sa top floor and I had a bird’s IQ of the clinic. I could not explain it but I was drawn to a room on the floor. Siguro Divine Intermission na yun.
Parang may narinig akong umuungol. I was thorn. Di ko alam kung aalis ba ako o papasukin ko. It made me stick in the stomach to think that Jay and his ex-girlfriend were there. I tried to tell myself to slower my expectations. But to tell with it! I had to strike while the iron is not. I had to hear the truth from the corpse’s mouth. I barraged in. O my gas! Si Jay, naka-strap sa operating table, parang genie pig sa isang nakakatakot na experiment. He was on the cutting edge. He was bleeding. At ang doctor na nagpapahirap sa kanya, ang ex-girlfriend niya at ang bago nitong boyfriend, ang nurse na si Walter.
Guess watch? Di ko alam kung paano ko nagawa pero I was able to search and rescue Jay. Siguro adrenaline brush na yun.
Now, he’s recovering. Nag-sorry siya na hindi siya nakinig sa akin. I know it’s a better pill to swallow your fried so it’s forgive and forget me not. All swell that end swell. I know we should kiss and put on makeup.
Ang ex-girlfriend naman niya at si Walter, nakakulong na. Detention is really better than cure. So the moral of the lesson is: if symptoms persist, insult your doctor.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
"You can never can tell"
We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
In Memoriam

To the best INAY in the world
(1918-2008)
I remember I was still very young, perhaps around 5 or 6 and we attended my eldest sister’s graduation from high school. The whole family was there: us, five siblings; mom and dad; and Inay and Tatay. My sister graduated with honors and my parents were seated beside her. Thus, it was Inay and Tatay who were left with us kids. Being the youngest (and yeah, yeah, the spoiled one), I was the main concern of my parents and grandparents. During that time I felt like the graduation ceremony took forever. Being the brat that I am, I began complaining of how thirsty I was. And when I said complaining – I meant the whining and griping of the worst kid you’ve ever met or seen in this planet. Yup, perhaps that was me. But my grandparents were patient. Tatay just immediately stood up and searched for a water fountain (bottled water still wasn’t invented back then – at least not where my sister had her graduation). I was left with Inay and for some reason, she was able to temper my tantrums. In fact, I remember just being hugged and I immediately grew silent. I felt comforted and soothed. Inay’s warmth and love just immediately flowed and I felt calmed and reassured. Even my parents were amazed at how Inay was able to do it.
Despite being silent already, I remember Inay giving me whatever she had in her purse – it was some Astring-o-sol candy with green and white wrapper which I still recall vividly up to this very day. She gave it to me and hoped that it will help soothe my thirst. Normally, candies would make me thirsty, but this particular one relieved me. Perhaps it was a thirst for love and attention that I was seeking. And Inay was able to supply it overwhelmingly. She’d give whatever she had just to see other people happy.
Growing up, I never got to see much of Inay and Tatay anymore for they had moved to
Inay is perhaps the closest person to me who has passed away. It’s only now that I realize how difficult it is. How emotional it can get. And cliché as it may sound, how you realize that life is short and you must do or say whatever you want before it’s too late.
I am grieving. I didn’t even have the opportunity to say good bye. And thank you. And I love you.
I know you understand because of the time and the distance, but, then again, we live only once.
Good bye, Inay and I’m really gonna miss you. Thank you for that Astring-o-sol candy and that warm hug. And I love you.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Macau Hangover (Part I)
I feel like narrating the events which took place would entail too much thinking on my part. Thus, the best way to encapsulate my memories of Macau would be through the pictures I took of the different beautiful sceneries of the small island of China that’s full of surprises.
On our first day at Macau, we decided to walk around a bit and head towards the Ruins of St. Paul Church. There, we saw the mixture of the old and the new; of the Oriental and the Western. The contrast in the scenery was a splendid sight. It shows development and progress without destroying roots and history. Being a colony of Portugal for quite some time, Macau’s general atmosphere still has traces of Portuguese structure and architecture.
This is actually a favorite shot of mine (see below). It was a narrow alley that reminds me of European alleys which look exactly like this (without the Chinese characters, of course).
This is a signage along the alley which I just really had to take a picture of!
Just near these sights is the market similar to our Divisoria or Greenhills. It was there that we saw instantly the shades of Orientalism in
I just loooove this shot (see below)! Notice the narrow alley and the structures which are actually the residences of the Chinese vendors. I feel like Jackie Chan or Jet Li can shoot a film along this alley and create fight scenes involving the market stalls and their products, and the windows and terraces on the upper floors. (Plus the ropes which hang from one structure to another. I wonder if they’re used as clotheslines?)
Macau Hangover (Part II)
There’s a flight of stairs at the back of the Ruins which brings you up to the level of the windows of the Church. The stairs and the surface on top, I think, are made of steel, but the important thing to note is that the surface ain’t concrete! Thus, you can see what’s directly beneath you and this definitely is scary for people like me who can’t handle heights very well! Good thing I managed to go up for a second, long enough to take a snapshot of the view from the top. This picture (see above) is the scenery from one of the windows of the
And this, my friends, is the sign on your way up the stairs I mentioned earlier. “Trespassers will be prosecuted.” – Haha! Well, not if you die first, right?
The Casino at the
Macau Hangover (Part III)
Lastly, these are pictures of the Venetian. The Venetian is originally from Vegas and it is a casino, hotel and a mall (among others). In the words of a colleague of mine, “It is beauteous and splendor! It is brilliance and majesty! The view is breath-freshening and awesome!” Take note that these pictures were taken inside the Venetian. I looove how the sky is painted on the ceiling. There will definitely be no rainy days here.
I just had to point out that this is the food court of the Venetian (see picture directly above). By far the best food court I’ve seen in my entire life!
So that sums it up. I know I need to get back to work so hopefully I’d get my groove back pretty soon!
(My apologies for my lack of lay-outing skills. It is mainly because of my illiteracy in computer languages - I don't f*cking know how to move those goddamn pictures! hehe. At any rate, it's already amazing I came up with a post like this!)Thursday, April 03, 2008
The problem with a relatively light schedule at work...
You tell yourself that days like these are rare in your profession and therefore, you should make the most out of days when you could actually procrastinate.
At the end of the day, you realize that you have accomplished close to nothing. And thus, the work piles up for the following day, and the next and the day after that. At the time when you're in the right mood for working, a completely unexpected turn of events occurs - a major task gets assigned to you and it
That basically sums up my week. The major cases and corporate accounts have been relatively idle this week and I've been taking my sweet time finishing the regular legal opinions and queries from our retainers (regular clients).
Monday to Wednesday were extremely lazy days. Today (Thursday), I decided to start working on those opinions and in the middle of it all, at around 6pm (just when i was already excited to leave the office to meet friends for dinner), my big boss calls up and informs me of this major pleading that I have to finish. It'll be for review tomorrow (Friday) and will also be filed on the same day. I have to cram so many things tomorrow!!!
Note to self: Next time your schedule is pretty light (I wonder when will be the next time this happens!), try to get at least something done!
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
the sweltering heat
And it doesn't help either that upon returning to the office or at home, the airconditioning is on full blast. The sudden change in temperature makes you feel dizzy albeit a bit comforting.
I was checking out the current weather in Manila at this site and it's so funny how they report the temperature:
Feels like 35 C, huh? Hahaha! How bout, "Feels like i'm burning in hell?"I'm hoping for a bit more tolerable heat in Manila this summer!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
wishing for longer long weekends...
try as i may to plan out everything i have to do during the long holidays, i never seem to accomplish all of them. despite the list of tasks and the schedule i made, time just always seems to be a major issue.
i still don't want to go back to work tomorrow.
come to think of it, i never want to go back to reality.
Friday, February 08, 2008
St. Therese Prayer
MAY YOU TRUST YOUR HIGHEST POWER THAT YOU ARE EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE MEANT TO BE.
MAY YOU NOT FORGET THE INFINITE POSSIBILITIES THAT ARE BORN OF FAITH.
MAY YOU USE THOSE GIFTS THAT YOU HAVE RECEIVED, AND PASS ON THE LOVE THAT HAS BEEN GIVEN TO YOU.
MAY YOU BE CONTENT KNOWING YOU ARE A CHILD OF GOD.
LET THIS PRESENCE SETTLE INTO YOUR BONES, AND ALLOW YOUR SOUL THE FREEDOM TO SING, DANCE, AND TO BASK IN THE SUN. IT IS THERE FOR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU.
I'm exhausted - physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. I am desperately in need of peace of mind and heart. This serves as a reminder that I should not give up because I am where I am meant to be even if sometimes, it's hard to accept.



