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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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right back at you

For better or for worse, the dynamics of credit and blame are at the heart of every team and organization and make or break every career. Unfortunately, credit and blame are rarely assigned in an objective or fair manner, and individual psychology, team dynamics, and corporate culture all influence, and are influenced by, how credit and blame are given and received. Too often, people and organizations get caught up in “the blame game” and the wrong people get blamed for the wrong reasons at the wrong time. The result can be that people are demotivated and demoralized, focus more on organizational politics than on getting the job done, and are too afraid to speak up or experiment with new approaches.The Blame Game


I just got back at the office. Forgive me but I really need to get this off my chest. See the past few days has been a real pain for me.

Last Friday (Aug. 16,2013), was like a normal work day. Went to the office and worked overtime (even if I was the only one left) till 8:00 pm and on my way home I got mugged.

Saturday (Aug. 17,2013), still a normal half day – work day. Went to the office, finished my Physical Exam and waited for the editing team to get their job done. 12:00 came and Too bad they are still not done nitpicking with it, and the nerve they sort of expected me to wait for them. Sorry, but no. I left. I got soaked from the sudden downpour.

Sunday (Aug 18,2013) was a normal Sunday for me. Went to church and all. but I got home to this sight, our house now has a wading pool. apparently the drain is not working and instead of water going in the drain, the drain gurgles water to our home.

useless drain

useless drain

Monday (Aug. 19,2013), The Philippines encountered typhoon “Maring”. I did not go to work. Our house was flooded. Tire deep waters outside, Inside is a bit higher than gutter deep. Classes, Government offices are closed due to severe weather.

taken Aug 19 outside our home

taken Aug 19 outside our home

I tried to get to the jeepney stop. But no jeep stopped for me. Manila City Hall is not passable.

jeepney stop

jeepney stop

A speeding jeep, I did not get to ride.

lone jeep that passed me by after 30 mins of waiting.

lone jeep that passed me by after 30 mins of waiting.

Tuesday (Aug. 20,2013), The storm is still raging. Still flooded in my house. I cannot get to work. with the whole Metro Manila paralyzed, how the hell is some one going to work?! ( I have been looking at the news on the television, still looks pretty bad.)

When the first thing I saw outside is this still smoking motorcycle that the flood has freshly claimed.  I dare not go to work.

One of the many motorcycles that broke down in front of our home.

One of the many motorcycles that broke down in front of our home.

At exactly 8:40 am I got a text from my editor.

Editor: Hi! I know you didn’t close the issue last Saturday & the work area is flooded since yesterday. What are we going to do about this?

Me: I have been trying to call you using Viber since I am low on prepaid credits. I think it is best if you can talk to my supervisor.

**I was already trying to contact my Supervisor**

**I am under Graphics Department, not exactly a “staff” of her magazine. I am not in the office. My Supervisor is in the office that is why I am telling her to talk to him. **

Editor: It is YOUR responsibility. I think YOU should talk to your supervisor. Or talk to your Art Director on what you are supposed to do now.

**My Art Director is out of town since Friday. He knows nothing about what happened. 

Me: My Supervisor will be the one to assign who will layout the fashion section of the newspaper, since he is the one in the office. It is better if you talk to him to coordinate.

**Supervisor is in the office, Though He cannot do anything about the situation He is planning on assigning my task to anyone in the office.**

Editor: I am not talking about the newspaper. I am talking about the magazine, Did you get to close it? did you send it to press? is it being printed? I have no issue for this Friday.

Me: The final copies are not with me. Since they (her magazine staff) is still editing it last Saturday.

Editor: So where are they? aren’t you supposed to wait for them to submit to press? Its not my staff’s responsibility to send it to press, they don’t know how to do that.

***I was biting my tongue to keep myself from saying isn’t it your staff’s responsibility to give it to me on time? knowing they don’t know how to send it to press?***

Me: Agreed. But they should have given it to me on time. All the files are till in your department’s PC. If the flood subsides, I will personally head over to the office and send your magazine to the press.

Editor: Of course copy should always be submitted on time but there will always be times where there will be delays. You have to learn to be a team player and not abandon ship just because it is 12 noon and it is time for you to go. (She was pertaining to Saturday’s half day.)

***by this time, my prepaid load has run out.*** My blood is boiling! I was mugged last Friday because I stayed late to finish the task. while She and her staff headed out. Then you are asking me to extend my time that Saturday?! I didn’t even bother you with the detail that I got mugged and had a jack knife in front of my face last night because I thought it would be like I was being overly dramatic that I went home late. WTF.  Team player my ass!  Being team player means being concerned with the whole team not just your staff!  FYI: IT TAKES TIME(HOURS) TO LAYOUT AND SEND TO PRESS. I AM NOT A MIRACLE WORKER THAT WHEN YOU (EDITOR) SAY SEND, IT IS DONE. IT TAKES 3 OR MORE HOURS TO SEND YOUR MAGAZINE IN TWO DIFFERENT VERSIONS!!!  FYI (again since you and your staff loves to use the word FYI so much): IT IS YOU AND YOUR STAFF’s RESPONSIBILITY TO MIND THE DEADLINE. IS IT BETTER IF YOU HAVE NO ERRORS ON THE MAGAZINE BUT YOU HAVE A LATE OR WORSE, NO MAGAZINE? OR A MAGAZINE ON TIME WITH FORGIVABLE GRAMMATICAL ERRORS?! OFFICE HOURS NOT ENOUGH?! ADJUST! I WONT GET RICH FROM OVERTIME PAY! I ALSO DO NOT ENJOY OVERTIME! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?

I then got a call from my assistant supervisor. They will send a truck to fetch me from home to get me to the office.  Off I go.

On the way. Take note that the person with the umbrella is walking on the sidewalk. the street flood is waist deep in this area and homeless kids are now happily swimming as the truck passed by.

On the way. Take note that the person with the umbrella is walking on the sidewalk. the street flood is waist deep in this area and homeless kids are now swimming as the truck passed by.

Riding the truck. On my way to get to the office.

Riding the truck. On my way to get to the office. This is on the higher side of the road.  To the right=deeper waters.

I had to pass through a lot of murky waters and hold my breath/pray that the truck wont stall and I be left stranded in the flood.

I also had help from a fellow office mate who happened to be on his way out to find prepaid credits. I asked him to also buy me some. Then sent this really long message with a lot of “suppression” of speech.

Me: Noted Ma’am. however I did everything I can to push for the deadline. I agree that there will be delays and certain sacrifices will have to be laid w/c is why I did everything in my own capacity to deliver my responsibilities on time. How do I send a magazine with no articles inside?! Under normal circumstances, work can be completed on Mondays, as noted on all previous issues. It is regrettable that we were not able to come to work due to severe weather. Similar to today. I want to come to work but circumstances are preventing me.

Ma’am I beg to disagree with your comment on being a team player and sacrifice. I stayed Overtime last Friday to finish the task required of me, despite people from the team including you heading out. I stayed to finish my task w/c resulted to me coming home late and unfortunately being mugged. Please understand that I understand being a team player and sacrifice. As for completing the mission, I just hope that in the future, other members of the team you and your staff would also think that I have a life/family to get home to. And unlike you who drives around, and can go anytime you want just send your articles thru email, I have to be in the office to do my job, and to top it all off I have to commute to and from work would also understand the same thing.

After a while she answered.

Editor: I understand. I’m so sorry to hear you were mugged, I hope you were not hurt. I have spoken to my staff that we have to adjust our schedule and make sure the magazine is closed by Friday. Saturday will be for minor corrections & sending to press. because come Monday, editorial has to start work on the next issue. It is also a lesson for me and my team that deadlines need to be strictly met. Lets continue to work on this.

***Even before, this was supposed to be the deal right? Deadlines are called that way because they are important!!!***

I then messaged the editor back that I am in the office. and has already sent the magazine, and is waiting for the Friday newspaper materials.

Then her editorial assistant miraculously was still alive messaged me that I still need to get the corrections and final copies from their department. I shot back at this one. minion, the nerve of you, NO ONE IS AT THE OFFICE! YOUR DEPARTMENT IS LOCKED! I DONT HAVE A KEY! DO I SMASH THE GLASS DOOR TO GET THE MATERIALS?

Me: Do you understand the situation?! Do you want me to send the magazine or lets just call it a day and I will go home.

Editorial Assistant: I was merely suggesting.

***Maybe you should think for a while before you speak!!!***

Apparently, the editor and her minion editorial assistant talked to one of my office mates to help them out with the newspaper.

Both of them are in the comfort of their home. 

I then have to get my materials from my office mate, who happily gave them to me as he is pressed for time for his own deadline. With his own editor at his side. 

after doing the layouts for some time… I got this from my own editor:

My Internet is down and it’s taking a long time to download the attachment. My editorial assistants can view the layout? Please. check  if you can. thanks.

Wow. I am speechless.  after telling me the values of being a team player, sacrifice and responsibility…

After I braved the storm/rains and flood waters to get to the office, to take one for the “team”. It is just that easy?

***I should have said sorry dear editor, I cannot make it to work. k thanks bye. ***

Well, no wonder your “team” cannot meet the deadline. You being a boss have set a very good example for us to follow.


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guiltily overfed

skinny eating

skinny eating

This past weekend was glorious. Mainly because of the glorious food.

I was craving for Shakey’s mojos last Saturday after work, I headed straight to meet Kei for a  hearty lunch. As expected, we ate a lot . We had a platter of mojos, a whole pizza, soda and carbonara. It was bliss.

Till the clouds turned to rain and it flooded the entire Metro Manila.  That we had to wade through flood waters to bring me home. Icky stuff. By dinner, Mum and Dad brought home take-outs. It is saturday and it is takeout day at home.  Dig in to a huge plate of fried rice, barbecue and noodles and a glass of soda.

Next morning, after church and baptismal class. Kei and I celebrated our 23rd month. (one month to go and we are already 2 years together!) We thought it would be nice to eat crabs at The Red Crab for lunch. A king crab it was, we barely even touched our rice. That crab maritess was good.

Come dinner time, I am off to meet my mother’s side cousins as it was my Grandma’s birthday. We went to IMC Kavino at Jupiter Makati for a Cantonese dinner. The food was so good and Chef Kavino is very friendly! Again I ate a lot till I cannot eat anymore. A weekend of eats. I feel guilty.

I talked to my cousins, they are really slim. (I am the odd/fatty one) and they actually recommended a diet for me.

As of the moment, I have just started reading the book they gave me. It is the Renegade Diet by Jason Ferruggia.

I am really curious to try this out.

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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

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