Feb 2005

power of the human mind
by missP on Tue Feb 01, 2005 4:24 pm
This was forwarded to me via e-mail.

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i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit
pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas thought
slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!!! If you can udernatnsd tihs rdanieg, rpeost it!!!

Think ...... d'oh! !
dislocated shoulder & sleep walking
by missP on Wed Feb 02, 2005 12:57 am
Was just chatting with my sisters and niece awhile ago, when suddenly I didn't see anything on the webcam anymore Think . After two minutes, my sis Hazel came back on. I asked them where they have all gone. Sis gave me the news that niece Izelle fell from the top of the stairs Surprised . A few minutes later, my niece could get up again. She drank from the glass of water that was given to her and then stood up to announce that she was hungry and wanted to eat something. She then walked to the table as if nothing happened to her. I even managed to talk to her again and when I asked her how she felt, she just said "im okay..."

An hour later, while still chatting with them, sis Hazel suddenly disappeared again. Oh, ohh! I thought, okay, hopefully not another "falling down the stairs incident". That's the thing I guess with having kids, one can always expect little accidents and minor cuts and bruises.

Darn, I thought/spoke too early. A few minutes later, sis Hazel came back on again. This time, announcing that they have to bring my niece Izelle to the doctor. They are afraid she may have had her shoulder dislocated from the fall. Niece couldn't lift her arm anymore while changing into her jammies. I panicked. Worst thing is, I am 400 kilometers too far from them to be able to do something. But being the overprotective Tita or whatever one calls it, I simply panicked! I told them to rush to the doctor while I try to call our aunt who lives just a couple of blocks from them.

They rushed to the family doctor who then told them to go directly to the ER. To cut a long story shory short, after about 2 hours and 35 minutes, sisters came online again. This time, showing my niece with her left arm in a cast and wrapped in cellophane. She broke her bone. The cast will have to remain for three weeks. I saw my niece so tired and sleepy. The poor little thing. I think the fear was too much for her. The pain for sure, she could tolerate. But being like the tita, who hates doctors and hospitals, i guess being in one tonight was too much stress for her. Sis told me, while being at the hospital, all my niece could say was that, she forgot how it happened. That she was really sorry but couldn't remember anything about the incident and even managed to ask the doctor if it was possible that she fell asleep while walking? She also asked if there was really such a thing as Sleep walking?

Now I can smile at this thought. How can a 7 year old ask such questions in such a situation.
Food for thought
by missP on Thu Feb 03, 2005 2:46 am
Quote:
He who conceals his grief will not find remedy for it.

A letter to a Dear Wife
by missP on Sun Feb 06, 2005 10:15 am
I received this hilarious forwarded mail from a friend. Here's the first part.

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TO MY DEAR WIFE:

During the past year I have tried to make love to you 365 times. Evil or Very Mad

I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of once every ten days. Shame on you

The following is a list of why I did not succeed more often:

54 times the sheets were clean
17 times it was too late
49 times you were too tired Sad
20 times it was too hot
15 times you pretended to be sleep Confused
22 times you had a headache Brick wall
17 times you were afraid of waking the baby Shhh
16 times you said you were too sore
12 times it was the wrong time of the month Rolling Eyes
19 times you had to get up early
9 times you said weren't in the mood Not talking
7 times you were sunburned
6 times you were watching the late show
5 times you didn't want to mess up your new hairdo Embarassed
3 times you said the neighbors would hear us
9 times you said your mother would hear us

Of the 36 times I did succeed, the activity was not satisfactory because: Shocked

6 times you just laid there
8 times you reminded me there's a crack in the ceiling Eh?
4 times you told me to hurry up and get it over with
7 times I had to wake you and tell you I finished Embarassed
1 time I was afraid I had hurt you because I felt you move Eh?
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to be continued...the wife's reply.
Wife's reply...
by missP on Tue Feb 08, 2005 1:05 am
TO MY DEAR HUSBAND:

I think you have things a little confused. Here are the reasons you didn't get more than you did:

5 times you came home drunk and tried to screw the cat :-&
36 times you did not come home at all Shame on you
21 times you didn't cum
33 times you came too soon
19 times you went soft before you got in Embarassed
38 times you worked too late
10 times you got cramps in your toes
29 times you had to get up early to play golf
2 times you were in a fight and someone kicked you in the balls Rolling Eyes
4 times you got it stuck in your zipper
3 times you had a cold and your nose was running
2 times you had a splinter in your finger Eh?
20 times you lost the notion after thinking about it all day
6 times you came in your pajamas while reading a dirty book
98 times you were too busy watching football, baseball, etc. on TV

Of the times we did get together:

The reason I laid still was because you missed and were screwing the sheets. Confused
I wasn't talking about the crack in the ceiling, what I said was, "Would you prefer me on my back or kneeling?" Think
The time you felt me move was because you farted and I was trying to breathe. d'oh!
OLDER BRAIN GETS THE BIG PICTURE BETTER
by missP on Tue Feb 08, 2005 1:30 am
AGING PROCESS: Young may need drugs to think like old people

Joanne Laucius
CanWest News Service
Sunday, February 06, 2005


OTTAWA -- The aging process means the older brain is better and faster at grasping the big picture than the younger brain, a team of Canadian psychology researchers has concluded.

The McMaster University research, published last week in the journal Neuron, found that while young subjects were better at picking out details, older people were better at seeing the whole thing.

This may go a long way to explain why older people might find it more difficult to find their car keys in a jumble on a counter, but are good at perceiving the entire jumble. Young people may be better at Where's Waldo?, but older people are better at making snap judgments, said researcher Allison Sekuler.

Scientists believe that as we age, the ability of one brain cell to "inhibit" another erodes. Inhibiting ability allows the young brain to cut through the clutter to find Waldo or the car keys. But the older brain finds it easier to tune into the clutter itself.

"In general, we think the lack of inhibition is not a good thing," said Sekuler. "But there are are always trade-offs in life."

A young person watching a hockey game, for example, is better able to pick out one player and track his performance. The older spectator is better at following the movement of the entire team.

A previous study has shown that older people see numerous connections in events that young people haven't thought of, said Sekuler.

"The older brain isn't necessarily worse. It's just different," said Sekuler, who, coincidentally, was one of 15 young Canadian scientists honoured at a national symposium in the fall as a "leader of tomorrow."

In the two recent experiments, the research subjects -- young subjects were in their 20s and older subjects were in their 60s -- were asked to look at moving bars on a screen and say which direction the bars moved.

When the bars were small and their contrast was low, the young people did a better job, said researcher. Curiously, when the bars were large and the contrast was stronger, the older subjects did a better job.

Brain scans show that older brains recruit new areas to help them compensate for the abilities they have lost, said Sekuler.

The McMaster researchers met this week to discuss their next step. They want to collect data using MRI scans to track inhibition and how signals are processed in brains of different ages. There may even one day be drugs that allow young brains to think like old brains and old brains to think like young brains, said Sekuler.

"We know almost nothing about what's going on in the aging brain," said Sekuler. "Which is pathetic, because we have an aging population."

? The Vancouver Province 2005


Joanne Laucius
CanWest News Service
Sunday, February 06, 2005

Advice of the Day
by missP on Fri Feb 11, 2005 10:58 am
Quote:
It is ok to be passionately in love. But remember that you cannot live on just love and sunshine. Have priorities right.


lifted from Chinese Almanac

Just ventilating a little...
by missP on Fri Feb 11, 2005 1:03 pm
It simply annoys me when people refuses to do something just because it is not convenient for them to do it. Therefore, other people have to do it for them. But see, one should not simply bend a little to the frivolities of others. Caprice is a very high commodity. One doesn?t get it simply. Now that I think about it, I don?t even remember getting away with my capriciousness or frivolity for that matter.
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My experience in the working environment as well as the lifestyle here in Europe has been quite a challenge. Being used to the happy-go-lucky attitude I had in the Philippines before, the change of atmosphere and the diversity of the working environment made it much more difficult. Not to mention the language barrier that one has to conquer first and foremost upon settling here. In Belgium, for example, they have two National languages, French and Flemish. To learn one, is not enough in order to obtain a job. One has to be at least trilingual to be able to work a decent job.

By the way, the educational system in the Philippines is not acknowledged here in Europe. We have an American standard of education system in the Philippines, hence, one has to go back to school to be able to compete and rise in the career path chosen. For example: Most Filipinos have a very good command of English. Those who are here NOT hired directly by companies from the Philippines for their exceptional talent, knowledge and skills, but have relocated here for whatever purposes other than to study, can of course start thinking about teaching the English language to earn a living. But one cannot just go teach the language without going through the TEFL and TESOL course. Once certified, only then can one teach the language. To apply for a job without proper certifications, based on my experience and understanding can be a task without an end. Furthermore, working without the pertinent paper works is punishable by law. But don?t get me wrong. I am not being a pessimistic here. I am merely pointing out a fact. There are of course Filipinos who excel in whatever they do here. Irregardless of how they did it.

The point is:

"To follow the rules and regulations is a MUST."
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Social help, etc....
by missP on Sun Feb 20, 2005 8:15 am
Whewwww!!! It's been quite a while since my last post. Not that anybody cares, hehehehe. What have I been busy with with? Well, work, work, and work. Ahhh, yes, went partying in celebration of Saint Valentine's Day but that post will be in the DAMPA site. At least it will be there once I get it published.

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One has to do what is within the context of the regulations otherwise one is not allowed to have that which is not within the rules. I know, it slowly sounds like we are in a communist country. True, one can have the things that one needs provided it has to be earned and well worked for. And if one is lazy enough and doesn?t do anything, not even the basic necessities in life can be availed. True, that the government helps people who have no jobs by providing a very good social welfare plan, but it is not possible to avail of this without working very hard for it first. That is of course, considering that you have a job in the first place. How? You ask. Well, once somebody who has been working for a year on a fulltime basis, does get some kind of benefit from the government. But, keep in mind, that during the time that, the person was still employed and working hard day and night, a big chunk of that person?s salary is deducted every month to save for this social help that he/she is entitled to upon losing the job. So, the social help is not actually from the government alone but from the person himself. ?It is the money deducted from his/her monthly salary which he/she gets back upon becoming unemployed?. It is like a compulsory savings deposit where one has no choice as to how much he/she should allot for this. The same thing goes with the medical benefits. This is paid for monthly and is automatically deducted from the monthly salary of the person. What happens if the person becomes unemployed? Well then, he/she loses the medical insurance as well. Unless they pay for private insurance to which the price is exorbitantly high. Or if the husband still has a job, he continues to pay for the said insurance. But this is another case. Believe me it is not so simple to continue paying for the said insurance without a reasonable income every month.

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Afraid for Love to Fade
by missP on Mon Feb 21, 2005 10:58 am
Quote:
You need to stop scaring yourself away from actions that can lead you to success and happiness.

music

The CompanY
(Jose Mari Chan)

My head's in a jam
Can't take you off my mind
From the time we met
I've been beset by thoughts of you
And the more that I ignore this feeling
The more I find myself believing
That I just have to see you again

CHORUS:
I can't let you pass me by
I just can't let you go
But I know that I am much too shy to let you know
Afraid that I might say the wrong words and displease you
Afraid for love to fade before it can come true

Like a child again
I'm at a loss for words
How does one define a crush combined with longing
Longing to possess you oh so dearly
I'm obsessed with you completely
I'll go mad if I can't have you

CHORUS:
I can't let you pass me by
I just can't let you go
But I know that I am much too shy to let you know
Afraid that I might say the wrong words and displease you
Afraid for love to fade before it can come true

I can't let you pass me by
I just can't let you go
Let me say the things and say the words to let you know
I would rather say the awkward words than lose you
Or for love to fade before it can come true
Afraid for love to fade before it can come true

My head's in a jam
Can't take you off my mind...
Boo hoo!

lifted from Zuhl's Lyrics Page

The Bus Ride
by missP on Wed Feb 23, 2005 1:49 am
The bus ride from the parking area to Frankfurt Airport Terminal 1 takes about ten minutes. On this bus, only airport personnel are allowed to get on. On some occassions, I get to share the ride with Germans, Americans, British, Russians, Turkish and Moroccans. On top of that, you can also include the Filipino mafia hugs , hehehehe.... Can you imagine how loud it can get in the bus? fanfare

So, each time I get into the bus, I already prepare my handy-cum-mp3 player. Thankful for my bluetooth that I use to listen to my audiobook and just get lost in the crowded and noisy bus ride. On the other hand, there are days when the bus is almost empty and believe you me, it could get uncomfortably quiet.

On some days though, I get to enjoy the ride with other Filipinos who also work at the airport but in different agencies. These are the days when I turn off my audiobook and just listen to the stories of my fellow Filipinos talking about their problems, gimmicks, who is in-love with whom, who's having an affair at work (and all the gory details!), their "ba-on" or packed lunch, how they prepared it (short of saying stealing a recipe from them), visitors they get and their plans in the near future...etc., etc. Imagine, trying to say all that in ten minutes.., hehehe, but I have fun listening to them. Today, the conversation ( whisper ) of two Filipinas went like this:

F1 : you know what, i hardly have time to do anything else at home anymore. by the time i finish preparing lunch, i do a little tidying up and before i knew it, i would have to prepare for work already.
F2 : well, you mean to tell me, you need all that time to put make-up on? 2cents

That left me wondering scratch what the conversation was about. I thought maybe, I may have missed something stupidme in the conversation from chatter around me. Well, i decided to turn to my audiobook and listened for the rest of the ride. I didn't have any chance of stealing another recipe from them today or hearing another dramatic story. shrug
Not much...
by missP on Sun Feb 27, 2005 12:48 pm

Have you ever felt like you don?t want to let the night pass by? It?s as if, the night gets wasted if we just use it to sleep. Time passes by so quickly. I feel that I should also make use of nighttime as if it is also day. I have a gazillion of things to do and somehow daytime is not enough to finish them all. You see, I need to do things that I can only do at night and yet the other part of me keeps urging me that I should go to sleep for I still have a long day ahead and have plenty of things yet to be done.

I guess this is because, what I intended to do today never got quite done. Therefore, I try to finish them until the wee hours of the morning. Then I try to sleep for a few hours only so I would have enough energy to continue what I still have to do in life the following day.

It gets tiring at the end of the day or should I say week or even month. Anytime, I would just collapse and say, ?no, I cannot anymore?. That I feel I need a break and that I don?t want to work anymore. Sometimes I want to quit my job. But somehow, I am also scared. Scared of what?s going to happen afterwards. What should I do, when the time comes that I start feeling bored? Where should I go when I get dull? I know that in a few days time, whatever it is I am doing at home becomes uninteresting. What would I do then? How would I cope with the uneasiness and guilt that I stay at home and do nothing whilst hubby is working day after day for the both of us?

I know I have such a shallow problem. It is nothing compared to the problems of people dying of an incurable sickness or people who are living in countries currently at war or starving in some other part of the world. Nevertheless, it is a dilemma. How can one solve such shallowness and continue to live a life in comfort and content? For in this world the only constant thing is change ? the discontent of people being one main reason.

So, what is wrong with me?

Across The Miles
by missP on Sun Feb 27, 2005 2:04 pm
When you?ve made some more money, the first thing that you want to do is: send it to your family?then forget about it. The last thing you want to do is worry about it, whether you made the right decision or not.

AS a Filipino, I think along the same line. I was brought up with the same culture ? the close family ties. For almost three years here in Germany, I do the same thing. Like all other Filipinos sweating it out here, I do the same thing. Because we always believed in the saying: ?it is better to give than to receive?. Sometimes, though, this attitude contributes to an ?illness? in the family --- they become dependent on us, they become lazy and just wait for this dole out. And yet, however much we give, it is always not enough. There is no thank or appreciation after receipt of this generosity.

We are partly to be blamed in this illness. We always give them amounts that exceed what they ask for. And this excess gives them the wrong idea --- the money is easy to earn here. We must instill in their minds that life here is not a bed of roses. We must emphasize that earning money here is synonymous to sweat, blood and tears.

My purpose in writing this little piece is to let the readers, my fellow kababayans, to initiate changes in their attitudes. We will not forever be young. We will grow weak as we grow old. Be wise, save for the future and be a part of this changing world. Remember that when you go home empty-handed, you are like a forgotten hero.

Be wise?? and tough?? Learn to say NO.
FLAKEY PROBLEM
by missP on Mon Feb 28, 2005 2:02 pm
Colleague asked me, why I was hardly moving from my podium one day. She thought something maybe wrong with me and came over just to make sure if everything was all right. Not that I would have to go home again like some night, where I was throwing up at work, so had to cut down my shift to two. I said, of course I am fine. I just didn't want to move too much because of a headache... Shame on you, Shame on you ! Shame on me!!! Well actually, I had a terrible problem with my (whisper )...scalp...gosh!!! (blush ) The flakes.

Finally, I went to have my break and was really glad for the chance to comb/brush my hair again. My supervisor, Betty was at the break room taking a short break herself. Upon noticing the flakes, she told me a trick on how to treat the scalp using tadaaaaaa.... SAHNE or cream! Not hair cream (:blackteeth) ? but the cream that we use for cooking and for deserts. So that's how she keeps hers really shiny and clean. Imagine, long black, shiny healthy looking hair.... goshhh*** I had that too not long ago. But since I came to europe, i have been quite confused as to what is causing this flakes? Can it be because of the weather? Or the water? Whatever!!! I am trying the cream thingy today. I am supposed to pour the cream into a bottle and shake it for like twenty to thirty minutes. Take the butter that forms from shaking the bottle and apply it on my scalp generously. See if it works, for I have to go back to work tomorrow...that is if I am not fired yet for writing everything on this journal. wink

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bananas it worked!!! clapping Wink .....