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some more pearls for grandma

My grandma (mother’s side) recently turned 85 last July 24.

For that joyful occasion, I got her a pearl necklace.

grandma's pearls

The two strand pearl necklace I got for my Grandma.

I don’t know why, usually grandmas love pearls. I dislike them for that reason. No pearls for me. 

But my Grandma likes them so much, she collects them. She has them in a pale pink, white, cream, gold and grey. No black. (black is not a good color according to Chinese superstitions)  I don’t know the exact count of her pearl collection.  

All I know is she adores them. She wears them daily. She even matches them with her outfit!

She always has a single strand of round pearls, with pearls studs on her ears. They are her fashion staple.

 

So, when I was looking for a gift for her birthday, I need to get her something I never got her before.

(On her past birthdays I got her a ink portrait, a pink fluffy bathrobe, swarovski necklace… etc)

I never got her pearls. Till this birthday.

She loved it! Even my aunts liked the unique shape of this necklace. 

Awesome-NOT.

 

Apparently, the necklace doesn’t fit.

That left us all baffled. Before I gave it to her I tried wearing it at home, along with my Mum, my Sister, even our Nanny tried it on, it fits us all. ( twisted to two strand)

But when Grandma tried to wear it, she cannot twist and loop the necklace into two strand.

Its just a long weird strand of pearls on her.  I need to get the necklace re stringed with additional pearls. 

 

That got us thinking, do people’s heads grow wider as they age? We think it does.


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thankful friday

Another week is done. Seems like the days are passing by quickly…

Art by Katie Daisy

Art by Katie Daisy

thankful

 

Let me count this  weeks joys:

1.) Kei and I met our friends/role models, Atchie Clarisse and Ahya Paul over halo halo! They gave us brownies and owls goodies! Plus life advice! Much thanks!

Brownies and Owls!

Brownies and Owls!

2.) Finally got new nail clippers for the rabbits my furbabies at home. We got this from Daiso at 88php! 

nail clippers for little pets

nail clippers for little pets

3.) Chatted with my cousin Jackie from the USA. She learned that I collect owls and sent me these two cuties to add to my growing owl family! I miss her and our random bonding moments + my super hyper little nephew. 

owls form atchie jack

Owls form Atchie Jackie

4.) Getting to and from work safely on the day the typhoon hit.

5.) Laughing every morning listening to The Morning Rush. Positivity to start the day.

 

 

Enjoy the weekend everyone!


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all is well (with the weather and bullies)

I hope everyone is well.

one of the roadblocks I encountered yesterday on my way to work

one of the roadblocks I encountered on my way to work

Made it to work despite the strong winds, yesterday. Thankfully, there is minimal flooding. We had power outage, and no LRT though. But, it is still manageable, found a (overpriced) cab to take me to the office. Finished my deadline. Kei went to the office to bring me back home and we hailed another (overpriced) cab. All is well.

Thank God.

 

While browsing the internet, I saw Selena Gomez’s response to online bullying.

selena's awesome response

Selena’s awesome response

Celebrities usually ignore trolls and haters, but sometimes these bullies needs to be stopped.

So, Selena responded to the bully who wished cancer on her saying,

“Honestly, I don’t speak up much because it’s simply always taken out of context. But I don’t take bullying well. I have seen too much to not say anything. The comment you left about cancer was absurd. How distasteful of a young woman. I have gone through that battle with fans and family members. You can dislike someone but to wish something that could happen to you or your family is uncalled for sweetheart. You won’t be winning ‘anyone’s’ heart that way. Trust me. Educate yourself a tad more. God bless love. Be an amazing woman. You’re beautiful.”

Wow such a classy lady. I am now a fan.

Bullying is unacceptable.

 

I have suffered from bullying in many ways, from bullying in school, on getting laughed at/ridiculed due to my appearance (i was a small,  scrawny kid with rabbit tooth and huge glasses). I always got teased. I had a few friends. My classmates made my life a living hell. I had to deal with that on a daily basis.

It was very tough. I hated school because of the bullies.

My grades are mediocre. I stayed at the library and read books. It was safe. Nobody ever was hurt or teased or looked stupid while reading books.

I was grateful for weekends, I get to stay away from the bullies.

I decided that I want to be kind, and make people laugh without hurting somebody else’s feelings. That is still my goal everyday. And now, I sort of pay attention to my appearance a bit. 

Of course there are still bullies everywhere. I just ignore them. 

 

 

**The grade/high school bullies of mine was now never heard of. One of them moved to the US. 

The common mistake that bullies make is assuming that because someone is nice that he or she is weak. Those traits have nothing to do with each other. In fact, it takes considerable strength and character to be a good person.” – Mary Elizabeth Williams


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here we go again

Typhoon season is upon us again.

Currently bracing for Rammasun (Glenda). It will make landfall in Manila tomorrow.

It is said that Glenda packs maximum sustained winds of 120 km/h near the center and gustiness of up to 150 km/h. It is forecast to move west at 20 km/h.

Time to prepare and stay indoors. 

 

For updates on the typhoon, click here.

Keep safe everyone.


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first things first

I am going to camp! (Thanks to Kei for my sponsorship!)

And this is going to be my first camp experience ever!  excited much?! I am, so much that I even volunteered to design the poster below. 

the SSP-Zion Fellowship retreat poster I made.

the SSP-Zion Fellowship retreat poster

This will be on July 27-28 (Sunday to Monday). We were actually hoping that July 28 will be declared a holiday. But,  apparently, Eid’l Fitr holiday for this year falls on July 29 (a Tuesday). Oh well, I must pass a leave form and do advance work to keep up. Manageable and with time for adjustment! perfect!

Major plus that it will be held in Tagaytay! where the climate is cooler! I can escape metro manila’s oven like temperature. Hooray!

Its been ages since our last church outing. So, I’m thankful to have this opportunity to be with my brothers and sisters in Christ. Our topic for this retreat is apt for us working people, because sometimes our priorities are warped and we still don’t realize it. First things first! I usually claim to be organized and all but, I really fail this one from time to time. I must learn and learn till this is natural. Must improve the quality of my relationship with God. 

A few more days to go!

 

 

But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you. -Matthew 6:33

 


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good day friday

Hooray for the upcoming weekend! Its Friday again!

thankful

1.) My newly adjusted albeit painful braces, correcting my irregular bite.

2.) My growing owl collection. I love my owls.

all of these are gifts from friends

all of these are gifts from friends

3.) Having more time with my brother and sister.

4.) A text message from my friend Matti.

5.) Catching up with a friend over a cup of coffee.

photo from tumblr

photo from tumblr

I get to spend time with my favorite architect Kei. ❤

 

 

“Happiness is a color that you can never run out of. You can paint a picture or an illusion with happiness. It’s a color that you always pick, before actually choosing a color.” ― Lionel Suggs


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life lessons in selling fruit shakes

I had a short stint on my aunt’s fruit shake shop, while she was away on a vacation. 
This is what I learned from my experience:
  • People can be plain rude. (You cant do anything about it. Grin and bear it.)
  • Rich people doesn’t necessarily equate to bigger tip. There are rich people who leave the saddest tip, in pocket change. You’ll get a lot of orders, shouted at and they would usually leave without a tip. And then you sometimes get a senior citizen who who doesn’t know what to order and when you help them, you get a smile and a sincere thank you that brightens your day and could take up more than 5 mins of your time.
fruit shakes

fruit shakes

  • You don’t know “tired”.  On your feet for hours, running back and forth, carrying drinks and constantly getting yelled at from every direction. -whole day straight. (With a half hour lunch break and another half hour for afternoon break) And repeat.
  • You try your hand in selling. On some occasions…  in one instance I was forced to improve my Mandarin Chinese speaking skills. I sold avocado shakes to a Chinese tourist who apparently wants a buko pandan (coconut) shake. (Lesson learned. I drank the offending shake, and placed it on my tab.) Selling is an art! Learning it in action is invaluable. Instant assessment of your sales skill is awesome.
  • Teamwork. I serve you mop, I wash, you do the cash register…  If you slack, people will know. 
  • Patience. With people. Make that disrespectful strangers or co-crew members. Its one of the useful skills anyone can learn. Being able to do this takes a lot of effort, but having someone who treats you like the source of all their problems, and having to pretend to love listening to them complain, it does take a huge effort not to bash them in the head with the spatula. So, along the way you also learn self-control! hooray!
  • Cleanliness is a way of life. Organized work station, and  a mess-free floor are of utmost importance. Washing your hands will also be a habit. 
  • You learn to accept dropping all your standards of cool, by being degraded by your boss, being seen moping floors or wiping counters (so not glam), being forced to say awkward greetings.  (“Hi, I’m insert-name-here, welcome to name-of-establishment-here, where everything is awesome all the time! Can I get you anything?”)
No glamour and pretensions, just plain work. Honestly, its good. 
“…talent means nothing, while experience, acquired in humility and with hard work, means everything.” ― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer


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purpose of my #ootd

I love my clothes. Clothes are my armor.

Clothes are powerful. Because clothes can either attract or repel people.

People can take one look at your clothes and sort of figure out your personality, status, age…etc.

photo from moldiva.com

photo from moldiva.com

I wear a t-shirt, pants and rubber shoes to work daily. I purposely dress like shit that… That means no fancy stuff: no accessories, a plain watch, a rather plain rubber shoe. I even wear my nerd glasses. I wear my bag as a frontpack. (wearing the backpack to the front, and by doing so it will cover your stomach and you look like a pregnant human) Not appealing or fashionable at all.

But it sort of works. The plain-ness repel attention from muggers (when you are living and commuting) in Manila, there are a lot of them everywhere, they take a good look at everyone on the street or public jeepney and figure out who will be their next prey. On muggers eyes: well dressed=Money-ed.

My clothes act as my camouflage. To blend in the crowd. Which is hard to do since I look a bit foreign with my yellow skin and tiny eyes.  I have to look as plain as possible. My workplace is male dominated. So, it is really better to dress like the males.

On weekends however, I go all out. I dress nicely. Drop my glasses and trade them for contact lenses.

I make sure my dresses go with the bag, shoes and accessories. Make sure I look good before I leave the house. And that I look feminine. after 5 days of purposely dressing like a slob, on weekends I dress to stand out.

 

 

At times, I almost feel like I am living two separate lives.

In something as simple as a change of clothes.


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irked to the second power

There are some things that money just cannot buy, like manners, morals and integrity. 

kape

The statement above cannot be more accurate for my weekend experience. Kei and I had to work on a architectural plan this weekend, but we also want to spend time together so we came up with an idea… we do our work as usual at the nearest coffee shop. Then go shopping after. 

That was the start of a cringe worthy afternoon experience for the both of us.

As soon as we arrived at the coffee shop, we immediately got our orders and proceeded to carry on our task. Plugged the laptop and even shared our table to a couple of students. After a short while the students left, leaving the whole table to us. Bliss.

Then came a family of tourists. They have no table so we shared ours to them. The family having many members, are arguing themselves on how to get more chairs/grab other people’s spot. We paid them no attention.

Our peaceful stay has become a disaster. The kids of the said family fought over a frap, suddenly there was screaming, and crying and without a warning  my feet was splashed with a cold sticky mocha frap. Without even a sorry and without even bothering to wipe of the mess on our area and the floor. The elders of the family just got napkins to soak up the coffee on the table. So, there we were on a shared table, our laptop near the pile of soggy napkins and my feet sticky and clammy from the frap. I just wiped my foot with wet ones and acted like everything is normal.

I was irked, but yeah. shit happens so, we continue our work.

And the kids got another frap to fight over. Hell’s bells.

You guessed it. The contents of the second cup is all over the table again. For the second time, and they did have a lot more spare cups. We were restraining ourselves from getting into a fight with the family of tourists! If only we could do the table flip! 

Before our stuff gets damaged, we hurriedly packed up and left.

With Kei muttering loudly and I giving them the stank eye. Good thing we did finish our work for a quick 30 mins. 

 

Once you have money and fame, the next thing you should expect is scandal and shame. – Michael Bassey Johnson