"Do not envy others. You have no idea what their journey is about."

Saturday, March 31, 2012

With the HFS Boys

It’s been almost 4 years since I last saw them. Thanks to Facebook we sometimes get the chance to exchange hi’s and hello’s. 

It was a snap decision to see them as we finally decided to pursue the meet up at around 8pm, Saturday night. We shared stories from grade school, and laughed at the things we did with our young and innocent minds. Lol.

Everything is just different now. We are all grown up.  We all have our own lives. Yet, they will always be the same boys I played sikyu-sikyu with at Holy Family School’s grounds more than 13 years ago. 

Overall, it was a great night spent over 6 buckets of beer, pork sisig and fries. There was also a bonus cup of coffee and frappe on a rainy Sunday afternoon the following day.

Perhaps the attendance will be much bigger next time if it was planned. I hope time comes for the entire class to have a reunion where everyone will be present. The possibility of that happening soon is very little though since some are based abroad already. But, who knows? Regardless if we’re 25 or 40 years old, it would be great to see the people whom we spent the longest time in school with. 

Thanks Kenn, Janboi, Martin, and Ronnie. :)

Tani next time may girls na nga iban. hehe 

Friday, March 30, 2012

The Speech

 
Graduation Speech
Holy Family School
Brgy. Paraiso, Sagay City, Neg. Occ.
18th Commencement Exercises
29 March 2012

Theme: “Your Gift of Learning, Our Tool for Nation Building”

Distinguished guests, members of the faculty and staff, proud parents, graduates, ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon.

The thought of having to stand in front of an audience has always scared me, more so if I am required to speak.

With that, I have (quite an embarrassing) secret to tell. I remember when I was your age; I intentionally went to school late almost every morning. Sir Rod, our class adviser back then, can attest to that. For one reason: I avoided attending the flag ceremony. I was worried that I might be asked to lead the beating of the national anthem.

But of course, I cannot avoid those things all the time. In fact, on the day of our graduation, I was tasked to read the responsorial psalm during the baccalaureate mass. As soon as we got home, my mom told me: “Kadasig sa imo magbasa, daw ginalagas ka sang ido.”

So when I got the invitation to speak today, I was anxious yet very honored and overwhelmed that I cheerfully agreed. It was only then when I realized, this opportunity to speak with the hope to inspire to my dear Alma Mater, has always been my dream.

Writing and preparing this speech was a great experience, one that did not come without its share of trial and error. But more than that, it allowed for something truly wonderful--a chance for me to reflect on a school whose lasting impact on me did not end with the simple act of graduating here.

For all it's worth, and even if no one else remembers the speech I gave today, it will forever live on for me as the fulfillment of a dream, and the feeling that I could give back in some small way to the place and the people who have made me who I am.

Today is Holy Family School’s 18th Commencement Exercises. Congratulations! But look, I still have here with me this little card which contains our graduation program dated back in 1999, including even my Graduate Ribbon. Yes, I have been keeping this in my treasure (shoe) box for 13 years now. Please don’t be too quick to compute for my age though. Hehe

Indeed, I value my gradeschool education as much as I value my college diploma. But I don’t mean for you to take that literally. I want your young minds to understand that although having access to education is each person’s right, having a Holy Family School education is a privilege given to a few. And that includes ME, and all of you, graduates.

Many say that high school is the best and the most significant, others argue it is college. I cannot debate on either of that. However, sometimes some people fail to acknowledge the importance of elementary education wherein we first learned to speak and write our ABC’s and count our 123’s. It is where we are being taught of the right morals thru GMRC; where we first gained knowledge of the value of family and friendship; where we initially developed both our interpersonal and intrapersonal skills.

And as in your theme, all these gifts of learning will be the basic tool for nation building. I know or rather, I’m sure, this venue for today, holds the next teachers, doctors, entrepreneurs, engineers, politicians, maybe even bankers like me. As Tom Brokaw quoted, “You are educated.  Your certification is in your degree.  You may think of it as the ticket to the good life.  Let me ask you to think of an alternative.  Think of it as your ticket to change the world.”

I can say I am blessed for having been a part of the Development Bank of the Philippines. Early on in my career, it helped me to become more sensitive to different social needs, to become aware of my moral obligations, and to embrace the demands of the society. Most importantly it helped me, in one way or another, meet all these moral and social expectations from me. However, having first-hand information on these social needs has also its disadvantage. It was highly surprising how some of the educated youth of today fail to display eagerness in nation building. Have they really forgotten their responsibility towards our nation or do they knowingly skip the tasks for fear of the pains of accountability?

So my dear graduates, as you become loaded up with weapons of proper education and moral and ethical values, you are expected to become the armies of battles against societal adversities. I appeal for you to be socially responsible and to work collectively to help reshape our nation’s image to attain that developed status and move forward from being a 3rd-world country.

In these trying times where our country suffers from various socio-economic crises, our government came up with the 4Ps or the Pantawid Pamilyang Pilipino Program. It was created to help alleviate the condition of our poor countrymen. Being in the government myself and as a development banker, I’ll end my speech by also sharing my 4Ps to success and hopefully will aid you in your pursuit for knowledge and make you catalysts for social change.

First is Perseverance. Cliché as it may sound but always remember: Winners never quit and quitters never win. Strive to be the best in everything you do.

Second is Play. Enjoy your youth. You’re too young to be stressed. But at the same time, maintain a proper balance between school and play or work and play.

Third is People. In your lifetime, you will be meeting a lot of people. Cultivate relationships. Develop friendships. Share laughter with those around you, rejoice on each other’s triumphs, as well as learn from each other’s mistakes.

Lastly, Prayer. We don’t always get what we want in life. We only get what we need and what we deserve. If at times, everyone and everything in the world may seem to be against you, pray for God’s presence. When all else fails, what could be more powerful than a strong and unmoved faith?

Thank you and may we all be instruments for nation building.

Again, my warmest Congratulations graduates!

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Hello again, Bob!

Nope, I’m not referring to a person. I’m saying hello again to one of my favorite hairstyles – the Bob. :D

I came up with a spontaneous decision of slashing my hair into half. I’ve long been considering having a haircut but not as drastic as the one I just had. I always liked my hair long but I can’t stand the uneven color of my hair anymore, causing it to be very dry. Eww, right? :D

The last time I cut my hair short that it falls way above the shoulders was back in October 2010. It was a rather impulsive decision which surprised many. Don’t ask why. Lol. But it’s definitely one I never regret. In fact I loved it that I’m brave enough to try sporting it again.

Less than a year and half ago, and 15 lbs. lighter. Haha.

Sorry, walang ibang matinong pic. :p
After it grew a few inches
I am also quite careful in picking a hairstyle that’s why I always play safe. But as much as I am particular with the style, I am even pickier with the stylist. Thing is, I am not willing to spend 500 pesos or even 300 for it. It’s the usual fee for senior stylists here in the metro. I say that’s ridiculously expensive. Lol.

Oh wait, I did try going to an expensive salon raved about in various forums to have my hair permed in 2009. I spent about 3,000 pesos for it plus 4 long butt-numbing hours but only went home disappointed. That was the worst decision I ever made concerning my hair. I said to myself, never again! It was not worth it.

Right after it was permed kaya it still looked "OK". Few hours later mukha na lang akong sinabunutan. LOL

So since I always go home in Bacolod, minimum of 4 times a year, I chose to get my hair done there. It’s way cheaper. Hehe. 

Mom recommended a stylist. We went to the salon but he wasn’t there as it was his rest day. Since I badly wanted to have my hair cut that day, I decided to go to my second option - David’s Salon at SM City Bacolod and requested for Ana per my aunt’s suggestion.

I initially planned for a haircut alone but ended up pampering myself some more and had a mani-pedi and a new hair color! 

The first strike of the scissors on my nape and right under the ears, I was like: “Shit, nasobrahan ata! Wala na ko makapang buhok. Waaahh parang ang iksi!” I wasn’t facing a mirror then since I was also getting my nails done so it made me more anxious. Imagine how I felt when mom came back and said, “Nubo-nubo man na!” with her eyebrows almost crossing each other. Haha. Nubo means short, nubo-nubo means very very short. But I acted calm as if I actually know it and that it’s ok. Deep inside I was praying it won’t end up too short. Lol.
Ana was unbelievably fast. I’m not sure but in less than 5 minutes she was done with my haircut and proceeded to color my hair. When I finally got the chance to see myself in the mirror, I tried to take a picture and I kept convincing myself that it wouldn’t be a disaster. Lol.

Here it is.



2 hours more and they’re done.

Result? I felt weird but I actually liked it. Venus, who followed me there to have her brows threaded, signaled her approval. I’m relieved. Hehe. 

I recommend Ana as she was fast but very precise. She was the one who suggested my hair style and color after I tried explaining what I wanted to achieve. She got it right with very minimal instructions. Surprisingly, the length was perfect.

Here’s a shot of my brand new hair a few minutes later with my cutie friends, Venus and Cherry.  :)


Bacolod, I Keep Coming Back!


The reasons why I keep coming back to Bacolod despite the increase in fuel surcharge on plane fares and the exorbitant terminal fees can be summarized by 3 F’s.

F for Family – this is given. I value my independence but there is still no place like home. 

F for Food! Bacolod is such a haven for food lovers. Who haven’t heard about Chicken Inasal? And there’s also Calea’s Cakes catching up on the fame for the best-tasting yet affordable cakes. Their Imported Chocolate Cake is a personal favorite.

F for Friends – Oh how I love them! Every trip home is not complete without me seeing my friends. And I’m glad that they always make time for me. Though we stay connected thru various social networking sites and mobile technology, it is different when we bond and share laughter over lunch/dinner. 

In our case, we don’t only eat, we sing! 

And this 3 F’s can further be described into one word which also starts with F --- FUN!  





Thursday, March 1, 2012

Back at Blogging

Finally! 

After going through a 8-month long hiatus from blogging, here I am again, doing that one thing I have always loved---writing. And hopefully this time, I’d be able to keep this updated, sensible, read-worthy, and even helpful as I plan to share my detailed Do-It-Your Own (D.I.Y.) travel itineraries here. Some are text-heavy, others are photo-heavy entries, or it could be both.

What to expect in this blog: 

I write MY thoughts; MY reflections, MY point-of-views; MY opinions; and MY experiences. I intentionally put emphasis on “MY” to signify that these things are personal to me. I blog because maintaining a diary is so old-school nowadays so allow me to take advantage of technology. In this blog, you’ll get to know a bit of me and you’ll probably see pieces of me I don’t often share to just anyone. This will be my outlet for every emotion that I will have for a particular given day or thing. It can be extremes, from happiness to sadness, from joy to melancholy, from contentment to impatience, from excitement to frustration, from love to animosity. 

Rest assured though, I am not bipolar. Hehe. :p

Disclaimer: :p

I am no professional writer. I admit my grammar is not one without imperfections. My vocabulary is limited. Please pardon me if you’ll notice some flaws. Should there be any (perhaps there could even be many), let me know (discreetly, LOL). I am open to criticisms since for me, it is one of the best ways to learn and improve oneself. 

Advance thanks, folks. 

And welcome!

Welcome to my little world. I’ll be happy to share my journey in this beautiful thing they call – LIFE.