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icy cool

Eye drops are one of my essentials.

Being a contact lens wearer my eyes sometimes feels strained due to all the work/ reading/computer stuff I do.

Rhoto z contact

Rhoto Z contact

I got this from my office mate. (Who got it from his wife, when she went on a trip to Japan.)

I have  heard a lot about this eye drop. They say it is very refreshing and minty, and great for contact lens wearers… I have wanted to try them out, but they are very hard to find! (And as usual.. Japanese stuff are way overpriced in the Philippines.)

This was made by Rohto Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. (ロート製薬株式会社 Rōto Seiyaku Kabushiki-gaisha?) is a multinational  OTC pharmaceutical corporation headquartered in Tatsumi-nishi, Ikuno-ku, Osaka, Japan with presence in North America, Europe, China and Asia-Pacific. The company manufactures Skin Care and Eye Care products.

There are a lot of eye drops from Rhoto, in this Z series they produced 3 variants. namely Z, Z pro and Z contact. The item is popular as ordinary eye-drops. Used for well known eye discomforts like tired eyes and preventing eye infection, eye inflammation, eye itching.
Usage
Put 2 or 3 drops in the affected eyes up to 6 times daily.
Contact lens care
Usually eye drops are placed directly on the eye (meaning no contact lenses). But now they created eye drops for the Contact lens wearer (like me)
  • If you are wearing contact lenses, choose eye drops specifically made for contact lens wearers, because the composition of some eye drops can shorten the lifespan/damage of your contact lens.
Do they live up to the hype?

The first time I used these eye drops got me pleasantly surprised as I have to close my eyes cause they were that minty! (intensity 6 out of 7!) – but after a few blurry blinks and a short while my eyes feel  refreshed! I also adore the small and portable design of the bottle! I also think it sort of brightened my eyes, so that is another plus.

*Price? I got this for a discounted price of 450php. (because I got it from a friend.)

*All my reviews, opinions, and other stuff expressed here are my own and based on my own experience with the product. This is not a sponsored post, I paid for this (from) my own pocket. 

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rainy days

I have a love hate relationship with rain.

Back when I was a child I used to welcome the rain, I would wear my raincoat and boots and dance till I’m soaked and my nanny would just let me bathe in the rain. I am more than happy when the school declares no classes, I would gather used paper and make paper boats to float in the puddle/flood waters outside our window. Add to that is the thought that the plants getting their supply of water (although at times too much) being the little gardener of the house I am happy as could be knowing that my kalamansi/corn/whatever seed(s) I got from the kitchen and planted on the soil, would grow.

Tropical Rain

Tropical Rain image from whatwallpaper.com

A few years more I still love the rain, although I don’t play outside anymore.  I would cozy myself with a book by the window and have a bowl of ice cream or a cup of hot chocolate, and some cookies and I am all set to enjoy the cool wind and the splashy noises of drizzling water.

Now, I still like the cool wind that comes with the rain but, I am now more aware of the hassles/damages the rain and the rainy season brings. A few years back my family had our share of the damage/s it brings our house was flooded (half of the first floor), no electricity, no water, our car got water damaged due to the flood (we had to sell it and buy a new one), we ran out of vegetables and our pet rabbits have to eat bread to get by, we got stuck in the house without drinking water and my sister and I have to wade through thigh deep waters to get a few bottles of water. Going to and back home from the office is also a real challenge since it easily floods in the area, I have to wade through knee deep flood waters to get to work. I sometimes go to work wearing a rain boots or worse,  beach slippers!

After the flooded house/car experience, I am now wary every time it rains. I worry about how will we get home? Are my loved ones safe and dry? Do we need to move the car to a higher place? Is the supply of food and water enough for us? Did we have means of communication with others?

It became more tedious as I grow up. Maybe because I can now understand better.

The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain. -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


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cynicism

Cynicism-is an attitude or state of mind characterized by a general distrust of others’ apparent motives or ambitions, or a general lack of faith or hope in the human race or in individuals with desires, hopes, opinions, or personal tastes that a cynic perceives as unrealistic or inappropriate, therefore deserving of ridicule or admonishment. It is a form of jaded negativity, and other times, realistic criticism or skepticism. The term originally derives from the ancient Greek philosophers called the Cynics who rejected all conventions, whether of religion, manners, housing, dress, or decency, advocating the pursuit of virtue in accordance with a simple and idealistic way of life. (meaning taken from wikipedia)

The thing that annoys me more then people who only call me when they need something…is the fake smile and conversation before they ask. I absolutely hate it.

See, today a lot of people are missing at work, not that its wrong but it is really a weird phenomenon that leaves the workplace in a difficult position. Usually I am asked/tasked/forced to cover for those who are absent/sick/on a vacation/insert whatever reason here, but I absolutely hate it due to the fact that they don’t even try to make things easier for you.

Game of Throne's Sansa Stark

Game of Throne’s Sansa Stark

I feel so helpless when the “higher” ups decides to pay me a visit on my desk with their cheery and commanding voice, that tells me “hey, insert-name-here is out so can you cover for him?” I have given up my Independence day ( and some other holidays) to cover for the absence of those people, on my regular days I skip/rush my afternoon break to help out,  and on my half day of work, you still want me to work whole day?

“Not today, I have somewhere to go.”   I answer.

Then I get half a minute of “because we lack people that is why we have to call on anyone who can fill in.” in a no more cheery/slightly annoyed/still commanding voice.  I fight the urge to talk back, and with dead malice, I just smile.

 

It pays to have willpower. That’s very important in this world, because if someone had talked/fought back they’d be dead.

 

“It’s a dog-eat-dog world, and I’m just a kitten.”-Jarod Kintzcism

 


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a quick escape

I wish I could be someplace else but since it looks like I am going to be stuck here, I might as well go on a little journey of my own by burrowing my nose on a book. To me, books are encapsulated magic, they take me to places I never could have been, talk to famous people both living and the dead, they are also teach me lot of stuff and keep me company when I have none.

Frederick the Literate -by Charles Wysocki Photo taken from http://www.artifactsgallery.com/

Frederick the Literate -by Charles Wysocki
Photo taken from http://www.artifactsgallery.com/

I am never lonely or alone when I am with a book. I just sit on the couch and I can be in any part of the world, or on the fantasy world. I have friends big and small, furry, scaled, armored, winged, or deep in the ocean. In  there I can be a peasant, a princess or a unicorn! I can also be deep in thought while trying to analyze what the author is saying, but there is never a dull moment when I am with a book. I can go on reading for hours till I fall asleep and the moment I wake up, I want to go reading again.

Most  of my childhood was also spent in the company of books, I used to stay at the library for hours and go home with three books in tow, the next day I will be back again for more books. For the little me at that time,  ultimate comfort was having a good book, a bowl of ice cream and a rainy sky outside my window.

Since it is now the time for the rainy season, books the perfect place to get lost in.

There is no friend as loyal as a book. -Ernest Hemingway 


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A little surprise

In the middle of this dreary week, I got something a little unexpected.

A lavender tulip  Photo by Sherry White

A lavender tulip Photo by Sherry White

This week I am buried in a long list of workloads, and it keeps growing everyday. Also feeling down the dumps due to all the negative stuff in the office, I really cant wait for the weekend to come… I feel awful and it is still the early days of the week.

But somebody thought I could use a little pick me upper.

Last night, Kei surprised me and got me a purple tulip (for our 20th month)! Plus a pink Starbucks cup and a banoffee pie. I did not expect him to show up at home, since he is a really busy with all the projects he is doing, and as of this writing I believe he still has a ton of projects to do. Comes with being a big-shot architect!

I thought last weekend we celebrated our 20th in advance but he surprised me this time.

Thank you Kei. I thank God for you everyday.


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Whose time is it anyway?

I often times encounter a lot of time management issues. Working the eight to five at the office, we are given a grace period of 15 mins everyday for a total of “no strings attached” free late of 60 mins or an hour every month. I can say, the company that I am working for is understanding! Understanding of the fact that traffic jams in Metro Manila is a real drag. Even though I am aware of the time I am needed to be at work, I still usually come up late.

Blame it on the never ending digging of Maynilad water/drainage pipes, the stop at every corner-passenger hogging-overloading  Jeepney drivers, plus a sprinkle of some road mishaps and there you have it Philippine streets. The leading cause of my tardiness. And I am not blaming it all on the traffic, at times I am the culprit. I simply woke up late.

Then there is also this interesting concept of your time vs my time. As a graphic artist, I am usually at the beck and call of clients/editors/ad agencies etc. While I am ready to comply with their needs, they almost always have a hard time with time itself, that gets both parties in trouble. To be clear here are a few examples:

Ex 1. TRANSFERRED TARDINESS: Me and Editor at a deadline day at the office.

Me to editor: So, I will be expecting the edited materials by 1:30 so I can revise the layout by 2:00 and you can final proof it at around 2-3:30, give me the go signal to print,  then we send it to the printers by 4:00

Editor: Sure.

Me: Okay. ( in my mind everything is under control.)

fast forward to 2:30 I haven’t head a peep from my editor. So, I call him. 

Me: Hello is Editor there?

Office mate (who happens to pick up the phone): He just arrived in the office, maybe he is out for coffee.

Me: okay. (patiently waits.)

It is now 3:00 and I follow up on my editor again. 

Me: Hello Editor! can I have the revisions now? because we are lagging behind schedule.

Editor: I am looking at it now, will call you back once its done.

It is now 4:00 and I follow up again. 

Me: Hello Editor! Is it done? we need to send it to the printers about now.

Office mate (who happens to pick up the phone): Oh sorry pal, He is not in the table.

Me: where is the editor?

Office mate: the editor has some guests, sorry.

It is now 4:30 and I am fuming. 

Me: blankly staring at the email. Then at about 4:40 I get the first part of the revisions, I still have to input it into the layout and get it to be proofread for the final time. (My office hours ends at 5:00.) Go figure, how am I going to do that much in a impossible time frame?

by 5:30 I send in the corrected layout.  By 6:00 the editor is out for another cup of coffee.

6:30- the editor reads the revised layout. edits and asks for changes in the design.

7:00- I send the latest revised layout and wait for the proof reading to give me the go signal.

8:00- still nothing.

8:30- A writer gives the go signal. Guess where the editor is?! The Editor is out of the office.

9:00- I go home.

The next morning I fill up an overtime form.  Results in 4 hours of overtime. 

Me: places the form on my Supervisor’s desk.

Supervisor: why took so long to accomplish the task?

Me: I have to wait for that slug, lazy ass of an editor.

Supervisor: you should follow up on him.

Me: I did. Maybe you could tell him.

Supervisor: okay. because we are not wasting company money on unnecessary overtime. I am sure this can be done faster.

Supervisor then talks to editor, editor straightens up a bit, editor get resentful at me for ratting editor out. 

In the end I lose. and the editor goes back to what he does best. Delays.

Why editor does it? just because editor can, and editor is much higher than Graphic artist. Editor gets Better pay.

Oh, there is also this issue of errors in the work. Typos/grammars that are wrong get blamed on graphic artist. Just because the graphic artist is the last to hold the material. They didn’t think it was because the work was rushed. Editor gets away scoot free. Graphic artist get a memo. I get sad, vent out by eating out and get fat, rant about my problems to my friends resulting in late sleep, wake up late, go to work late. get memo for being late.

So tardiness is sometimes transferred tardiness.  

Ex 2. DISAPPEARING GHOST/DIFFICULT PEOPLE : Me and Ad agency representative.

Time is: 9:30am

Ad agency representative: We need a layout for this product, conceptualize fresh and young feel in the layout. We need this before lunch.

Me: okay, will work on it. will send two drafts before lunch.

around 10:30, I send the drafts. 

Ad agency representative: Merge the two layouts in one, and make it mush more chaotic to look fresh and fun.

Me: okay.

sends in the revised draft at 11:00

Ad agency representative: Why did you move the photos, it looks messy. make it straight.

Me: okay.

sends in the draft with straightened pictures 11:15

Ad agency representative: Give the layout more play! (irritated voice) crop some photos and tilt some!

Me: okay.

sends in the draft with straightened/cropped and tilted pictures 11:25

Ad agency representative: (irritated voice) It looks messy. Give it a orderly feel!!!

Me: okay. But you said make the layout conceptualize fresh and young feel. I made it tilted to look more dynamic and fresh.

Ad agency representative: (irritated voice) Just do what I said. send it now, we are so late!

Me: okay.

sends in the draft with all stick straight pictures. 11:30. by this time I have done 3 revisions to the layout already! and each is drastically different!

Ad agency representative: (irritated voice) you just don’t get it! I said fresh and young! this looks so rigid!

Me: you said to make it look orderly.

Ad agency representative: (irritated voice) orderly but not this! make it fun!

Me: how do i make it look fun? place a huge FUN word on it?! gimme  a break! ….

sends in the draft with straightened/cropped and tilted pictures the one I sent  last 11:25. 

how about that?

Ad agency representative: (irritated voice) this will probably have to do. Wait for my call after lunch.

The Ad agency representative didn’t call back the whole day and the day after that.  Till three days after. 

Ad agency representative: (cheery voice) remember the layout? we have a few corrections and it will be okay.

Me: okay. (while trying damn hard to recall where I saved the files)

Ad agency representative: (cheery voice) will send in the revisions in a while.

Me: okay. Will wait for it.

The Ad agency representative emails a minor revision at 6:30 way past my office hours (8-5). 

The next morning;

I sent the layout with revisions.

The Ad agency representative didn’t email/call back the whole day and the days after that.  Till a week after. 

Ad agency representative: (cheery voice) we have another project do a elegant/feminine layout for us.

Me: okay. But may I ask about the last project we are working on?

Ad agency representative: (fake surprised voice) Oh dear! are you not informed? it was canceled.

Me: … cancel my ass! I just wasted my time listening to your crap and doing all those revisions for nothing! 

Oh, what a pity.

Ad agency representative: (cheery voice) So, I will explain this new project….. yada yada….

The what?! that’s it? no apology or anything? you caused me to be delayed in my other projects or I could have just have a more relaxed pace of time those days but I did cater to your call, and now you need me again to do your bidding? So that you can make another ever-changing concept revisions again? Damn.

So Graphic artist being late  for the ever-changing layout not acceptable, while ad agency representative cancels without a warning is okay?!

So you just wasted my time, and made my life harder than it is.  Can I kill you now?

I have a lot more stories of this nature, I have only shared the most bloody two.  The Mañana Habit- or the concept of Filipino time.

Here in the Philippines, 20 minutes late is considered early. Being late is acceptable at times fashionable, more so if you hold a place of position. In my opinion it is some sort of power tripping.  I am always frustrated whenever I would attempt to schedule my work flow, people would mangle it up/ never show up and other people who could help simply did nothing/or close to nothing to assist/help me in getting our work done. It’s annoying, frustrating, and very difficult to understand, but for many people here in the Philippines, the concept of time and their own concept of time will never match up.  Still, I remain hopeful that one day Filipino people, especially in the workforce will understand that having business/workflow run on time is key to success. Being on time also makes you look professional and that is always good right?!

To remedy this problem I always set my schedule an hour early when dealing with pesky editors/ad agency representatives/etc. So, I don’t get too worked up when they are late for lets say 45 mins. But even with this an hour earlier schedule, Guess what? They are still late.