I have finished packing! I only have to wait for hunhun so I can put other stuff to bring home. Weeeeeeeeh! 10 more days and hunhun will be here. 10 more days and it’s Happy 6th for us! I am so ready to go home! I only have less than 2 weeks to clean up everything before Home Sweet Home! So excited to see the fambam!
Monthly Archives: May 2012
Today is my big bro’s and uncle’s birthday.
Big bro is now 29 and uncle is 40.
I love these 2 to bits.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU BOTH!
- Louis Vuitton Speedy 35 from mom got snatched in Bandung! 😥
- Cellphone, camera, wallet with cash and cards, make-up kit, and Coach shades were in it.
- No money for 2 weeks after that.
- Stressful portfolios for 25 kiddos (it was like making narratives for 100 kids minus the picture-taking for the much-needed photos).
- Missed this year’s feast in my mom’s hometown.
- Spent Mom’s Day away from my supermom.
- NO INTERNET FOR DAYS! (The reason for my super-duper late last entry for this 30-Day Meme Challenge Series.)
- Pops paid my credit card debts. Teehee!
- Booked the much-awaited Bali trip with boyfriend for our 6th year anniversary.
- Done with final episode of this year’s kids’ portfolios.
- Successful school production.
- Saw great improvements and developments in my little kiddos.
- Started going to the gym! (Finally!)
- Got the hang of blog writing.
- Got an increase for next school year! Yey!
- Booked my flight back home. 😀
- Got mom her favorite cake and some flowers for Mom’s Day.
- Boyfriend did the delivery (Sweeeeet!).
I have been away from the family for almost a year now and homesickness attacks come almost everyday. I badly wanted to go home and just stay there but I’ve got to be practical. I have this opportunity to work here and get a more generous pay than what I could ever get from back home. I also don’t have much to complain about my job here. In fact, I kind of love it. But still, home is where the heart is and right now it is there in the Philippines. So when I was called by my boss for another contract signing for the next school year, I didn’t have second thoughts. It has been decided that I will be coming back here after the school’s summer break.
This has been my first year and I realized I wasn’t able to save up like what I initially intend to do. So for the next school, I really plan to save. I need to save to I can go back to Manila and just put up my own little preschool. It wouldn’t pay much but at least I’ll be with the family. And of course, I want to settle down.
For the past 10 months, I was able to visit Bandung and Jogjakarta. I also got to explore the different areas in Jakarta. In 3 weeks time, I’ll be visiting Bali. Travelling is one of the reasons why I braved working here. I need to explore the outside world without the comfort and security my parents could give if I travel with them. I want to try to visit other parts of Indonesia, perhaps Bromo or Lombok. Visiting neighboring countries [which don’t require a visa] like Thailand, Vietnam, or Hongkong. Korea would also be a brilliant choice. Whatever, I just want to travel more.
I have been going to the gym for almost a month now and I really enjoy the classes. So far, I haven’t seen any results LOL. I know I still eat a lot. Hopefully, after the summer break, when I’m back here on July, I can get more serious in trimming my body. I need to start watching what I eat.
For now, these are the things I can think of. These are the things I want to accomplish for the next year. I hope I can achieve it. I am keeping my fingers crossed.
An excerpt from the Genesis said, “For you were made from dust, and to dust you will return.”
Most of us have accepted the fact that we will come to that point where we have to give out last breath. It is a natural phenomenon. We are mortals after all.
I would always wish that if it is time for me to go and leave this earth, I would be very, very old and have exhausted every possible means so I can say I have lived it fully. But times have changed and I realized how [not really far-fetched but still] idealistic it was. It wouldn’t hurt if, God’s will, that happens. Yet, no matter how much we say we’ve accepted that it will happen, we’ll never be really ready when it does.
Between dying because of old age and of sickness or sudden death, I’d prefer dying old. No pain, less regrets. I’d rather take care of a loved one on their death-bed than be away from them when they go. Yes, I am that afraid.
I live far from my family and I always worry about them. I always get paranoid of the things that could happen to them. I want to give them something. I want us all to travel together again. I want to explore the world more. I want to get married and have kids. There are lots of things I want for my family and for myself. I still have so much plans.
Death is something I wouldn’t like to entertain. Not in the near future. No, not just yet.
Dadags is coming in 23 days! Bali here we come! Ayayayay! This is going to be one awesome trip. I just can hardly wait!
This is what I feel right now. Call it whatever you want.
Throw me stress for the next 3 weeks, I wouldn’t care a bit because I’m just looking forward to seeing hun. Then, I’ll be back home to the crazy bunch. Nobody can burst my bubble. Not even the parent-teacher conferences for the next 3 days. 😀
There are 2 factors that attraction requires: The Physical and The “Something Beneath the Surface”
1. Face. The face is the first thing we all see. And what nice look wouldn’t make you take that second look? I like guys with expressive eyes. I dig those smiling and twinkling eyes.
2. Teeth. They highlight smiles and a guy with straight set of whites when he smiles looks kissable. Teehee.
3. Fingernails. Most guys don’t usually make a big deal about their fingernails so it’s really something if a guy can maintain clean fingernails.
The “Something Beneath the Surface”:
1. Talent. It’s always good if a guy has at least one talent he can show off. Be it dancing, singing, or playing an instrument or a sport or even writing. It would be nice to be a fangirl.
2. Sense of Humor. I don’t like boring.
3. Shy and/or Mysterious. Guys who are kind of shy or mysterious tend to pull me towards them. I like the challenge of knowing what ticks them.
Let me pull a cliché and say that my mom is the person I admire most.
I know most people have said that before. Now that I’m older, almost a-quarter-of-a-century-old, I guess I am starting to realize what those people meant. You see, I am quite the black sheep in the family, and I think moms are the last to give up on my kind.
No, I didn’t have bad grades, puff on cigs, come home drunk (too often), take any illegal drugs, or come home to say I was pregnant. It was more on my very strong personality, my desire to always be right, and my laziness. With my attitude, I had more than my fair share of arguments with my parents, most especially with my mom as my dad is always on assignment. We’d get into fights that would often lead to a slap on the butt (Filipino-way of disciplining), or worse, on the cheek. Those years when I revelled in rebellion were tests on her motherhood.
Of course, she emerged as the winner. How could she not? She is such a superwoman. She came from a town in Zambales, the eldest among 6 children. Fresh from high school, she braved Manila on her own. She took on jobs while studying. While this is too common already, my mom had her own version. She juggled work and school while staying at a relative’s house. To be able to live there for free, she has to become the “housekeeper”. There where maids in the house but she has to clean the kitchen with a sink full of dishes, utensils, and pots to be washed. She had to do that after a tiring day of work and late-night school.
She also had to prepare for her sibs following her to Manila. She worked so she can study, and at the same time, send her sibs to college. She did just that and they were able to graduate.
It didn’t end there though. She had 4 kids but it seemed like she hadn’t had enough to worry about. She took one nephew in and sent him to school. It was followed by another, then another, and then 2 more.
With my dad’s job, he couldn’t be present all the time. So, it was mom’s job to be the mother and the father. She went on family days, parent-teacher conferences, and programs on her own. Those things, she never missed. Not a single one. And even with a helper at home, she was the one who woke up early to cook breakfast and lunch. She’s the one who goes to market every Saturday morning.
She filed for an early retirement last 2000 and became a full-time housewife. She brought us to and picked us up from school. It was a routine far from what she was used to but she got the hang of it and enjoyed it quite well. She learned how to wear jeans and flats and also got to improve her cooking prowess.
People say that you’d understand your mom when you become one but I guess living away from her and writing this down is already helping me understand. Being a mom, I realized, is the toughest job (I told you I’ll be pulling clichés. LOL). It’s one job you can never have a day off.
She did very well in raising us [with dad’s help as well, of course. They’re a team after all]. Bro’s a nurse. Big sis is a medical technologist. I’m a teacher. Li’l sis got another year in the university before taking the board exam and becoming a full-pledged chemical engineer. Add to that the cousin (the first adopted nephew) who is also a teacher. You see, she might not have those material things she dreams of but she is thankful she is blessed with a bunch of professionals after her years of sacrifice. I am trying my best so I can give her at least one of the things she dreams of.
This is one timely entry as it’s Mother’s day on Sunday. One day, when I become a mom myself, I’ll be able to fully understand. But right now, I have an idea on what I want to be like.
Happy Mom’s Day to my superwoman. I couldn’t thank you enough…but I love you to bits! I miss you.
So, I lost. The challenge was just too much for me. LOL.
I am going to apologize for not being able to do the challenge. I was so close to the finish line but things got a little hectic at work. Well, you know teachers…they work, like, 24 hours each day for 7 days. Especially now that school closing is just around the corner (YEY!)
Anyway, I’m still going to continue the challenge…a day delayed that is. 🙂
It’s summertime in the Philippines. School’s out and almost everyone is going to summer destinations. There’s Baguio and Tagaytay to beat the summer heat. There’s Boracay, Palawan, Bohol, and Batangas to satisfy the beach bums.
When I look at pictures posted on Facebook, almost everyone is doning their sexiest two-piece bikinis. You’d really feel the vibe of summer of Pinas in Facebook. While I am here hurting my knees and butt and working my a** out on making progress portfolios of adorable kiddos, my friends in the Philippines are out there having the time of their lives.
May is also the feast of the town where my mom grew up. Every summer, the entire clan would carpool and convoy to a 3-4 hour drive to Zambales. We live across the beach. You could just imagine what activities awaits us there. It is the time of the year where people spend more than they would on Christmas. People come in and out of houses just to eat and be merry. Food, booze, and karaoke fill the entire town. Mangoes are overflowing. There are parades, shows, and games for everyone. There is a beauty contest for young ladies and little girls, dance contests for everyone, boat race for fishermen, and the local carnival for every young at heart.
Summer. We have the best kind. It is something I would always miss because while I can have all these elsewhere, it is definitely more fun in the Philippines.