Sep 2006

by missP on Sat Sep 02, 2006 8:05 am
I just want to share this with you all. This is an article that was forwarded to a yahoo newsgroup where I am a member. I find this article realistic and therefore am posting it here. In case you are wondering, I DID NOT WRITE THIS myself.

This article for the married, soon to be married, and waiting to be married is "food for thought" in the words of Fr. Pedro Arrupe, SJ:

During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question. She said, "How do I know if I married the right person?"

I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, "It depends. Is that your husband?" In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?"

Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind.

Here's the answer.

EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fall in love with your spouse. You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love... because it's happening TO YOU.

People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." Think about the imagery of that expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing. And then something came along and happened TO YOU. Falling is love is easy. It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship. Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage. At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, "Did I marry the right person?" And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when marriages breakdown. People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious. But sometimes people turn to work, church, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it. I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could. And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):


SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't "find" LASTING love. You have to "make" it day in and day out. That's why we have the __expression "the labor of love." It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it takes WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.

Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage. Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger. It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable... you can "make" love.

Love in marriage is indeed a "decision"... not just a feeling.

Un-lucky six
by missP on Mon Sep 11, 2006 11:48 am
It’s Monday again. Boy, this blog has been totally neglected. Pero, okay lang, wala naman ibang affected, eh. Nevertheless, I finally found time to do some blog-hopping.

First a recap of how my previous week went by.

Monday, I woke up to the shrill ringing of my telephone. I raised myself abruptly from the bed and in doing so, also woke up hubby. I looked at the bedside watch to check the time. It said 05:30. Geeez, I am so late for work. My shift started 30 minutes ago. My supervisor was on the phone inquiring if I was still coming to work. I told her I am but, I can only be there two hours later. Great way to start off the week!

Tuesday. I was up early. I had the same schedule as the day before and for fear of being late again I made sure I had like three alarms set up for 3:00 a.m. It worked and I was up at 3 am. Slowly prepared myself, had coffee and left for work. I got there before my supervisor, so I thought, okay, at least this is good. My other colleague who was already there when I arrived asked me calmly what I had in my plan. I said I would be doing Transfer Desk and later Ticket Counter. Then, in the same manner, told me that I had two different shoes on. As I looked down to check if she was making a bad joke, I almost collapsed. Suddenly, it was difficult to get air into my lungs. I really had two different shoes on. Shit!

Wednesday, I woke up early and checked my shoes three times if they were the same pair before I left the house. I was avoiding the first two catastrophes that happened to happen to me again. Who knows? They say that trouble comes in three. I was lucky though. I was at work on time, with the same pair of shoes and I finished my shift without any problems. I thought I had escaped the third “trouble”. I was on my way home a little after lunch time and was so happy that all ended well for me at work during the day. I was among the first passengers who got off the train. As I was half running and half-walking up the stairs, alas! I missed a step and fell embarrassingly like five steps back. Imagine, a lot of people got off the train with me, well, I was ahead of them and yes, you imagined it right. Oh, did I mention the teenagers sitting on the porch teasing each other froze up and tried their very best not to laugh at me. I stood up, with the help of the other passengers who were right behind me and continued to take the steps as graciously as I could. I didn’t dare turn around and see who saw me stumbling down the cemented steps. Darn!

As if the three mishaps were not enough for me, Thursday, as I got to work the same time like the day before, I was told that I was there too early for my shift. It seems to me like; I’m not going to stop at three bad lucks this week. This will be a rollercoaster ride, believe you me. When indeed I went to check out my plan, I realized that my shift was not going to start until 4 hours later. My supervisors let me start work anyway, since I was already there at such an early hour.

On Friday, I was supposed to have one of those outside duties. Picking up passengers from the plane and bringing them to either their connecting flights was part of the job. Thinking that it will be really cold at such an early hour, I decided to wear something more casual. I put on a pullie on top of my vest instead of the usual blue blazers that we are subjected to wear. When I got to our bureau, my supervisor told me that I would be assisting in the Main Hall. Darn!dellions!!! I informed them that I was not in proper uniform, but of course this didn’t help much. We are supposed to be wearing them at all times when in duty. Who thought I could escape another bad luck or should I say stupidity? I couldn’t believe it at first. Five days in a row. I was feeling really weird already thinking this can’t all be happening to me. But it did! Submittedly I thought, okay, fine. It’s the end of the week for me anyway. I will have off over the weekend. I don’t need to worry about more unpleasant things happening to me, right? I was very wrong.

You see, my Saturday duty, I swapped it with another colleague. She needed more hours on her time sheet and since I am normally doing just part time and had anyway almost completed my required number of hours per month, I gave her several shifts. She was to work on Saturday for me. Alas! At 05:30 am, I got a call from my supervisor again. The girl with whom I swapped shifts with called in sick. I had to go and work. I tried to reason out of it, but it didn’t work. I had to report, at least for four hours.

So, who said that trouble only comes in three’s? Mine lasted for the whole week, Saturday included. Guess I just don’t have enough “Lucky Genes” in me. Nevertheless, I pray and hope that this week will be much better for me. In fact, I managed to have an off day today, so I guess the tide is changing now. For now, I'm off to do some bloghopping.

Have a happy week everyone!!!

Ikaw, oo ikaw nga!
by missP on Wed Sep 13, 2006 3:20 pm
Kung may dinadamdam ka, ano ang gina-gawa mo para kahit paano ay mapawi ang sakit o bigat ng kalooban mo?


Umiiyak ako.

Nagluluto ako.

Lumalamon ako.

Naglilinis ako ng buong bahay.

Naglalaba ako at pagkatapos namamalantsa na rin.

Pumupunta ako sa isang lugar na walang nakaka kilala sa akin.

Pakiramdam ko kasi, habang marami akong ginagawa, lalong bumibilis ang takbo ng oras at hanggang sa dumating na rin agad ang “bukas”. Kung maaari lang, ayokong matapos ang mga gawain ko. Ayokong magkaroon ng pagkakataon na maisip ko muli ang aking dinaramdam. Ayoko ko rin harapin ang taong nag papa bigat ng aking damdamin. Pero, subalit, datap’wat, paano mapapawi ang sakit ng iyong damdamin kung ang taong malapit sa iyo ang naging dahilan nito?

The (S)troll
by missP on Thu Sep 14, 2006 5:49 pm
An American, a Belgian and a German enjoying one night with good wine and fascinating Iranian cuisine in the historic place of B?dingen. Want to find out what the common denominator is?

Tadaaa…. The Pinays.

The view in front of the restaurant where the group stayed. The participants all decided not to show their faces here, so i had to opt for this picture instead.

It started with a simple invite to go for an early evening walk through the old historic town of B?dingen. First there was just a couple, who came across this lovely duo along the canal of the old Castle grounds. What are the chances of two ex-housemates meeting at an area where to one is about 400 kilometers from her place and to the other just around 12 km? Then, somewhere along the lake at the far end of the canal, the two couple met another Pinay who is also a colleague of the other from a previous job, spending a quite evening with her beau. Of course, the night ended up with the three pairs having dinner at the same restaurant and moved on to an Irish Pub talking till the wee hours of the morning. Enjoying the very good reggae music from a local/regular mainstay singer of the bar and singing along as the crowd was almost non-existent to their world, oblivious of the Police car that came to a halt in front of the bar and asking the group to tone down a little.

It was definitely one fine night! The Pinays were of course happy, the men? HILARIOUS!
Should I stay or should I go?
by missP on Sat Sep 16, 2006 2:53 am
Have you ever been to a point in your life wherein you don’t know anymore what you want or worst who you are? I feel that I am in the same situation right now.

Like Alice in Wonderland, I came to this company as I was lured by the false “come-ons” of the place where I am working. As I followed the little white rabbit down the hole into that tiny little door, I thought, here I would grow to be who I want to be. I hoped that here, I would learn many new things and would be able to contribute my worth as an individual. Here, I thought, I would be welcomed warmly and treated like a human being. Like Alice, I was wrong.

11 months, to be exact. I gave it a chance. I weighed the pros & cons, and I thought in comparison to the other jobs I was offered this one sounded much better for me. I was not talking about money, I meant the this one was the right career path for me. At least I tought so at that time. Sabi ng iba: Marami daw namamatay sa akala. In this case, tama sila. Wherein I should have left already, I stayed. I thought it would still change for the better. It didn’t. It just got worst.

Duty managers give you nothing but destructive criticisms. Supervisors are shouting and lying at you all the time. Colleagues are acting like they are also bosses. Worst of all, if you find somebody who seems to be sympathetic to you and you pour your heart out that person, well, you can be sure it's the end of your working relationship with others. Kahit Pinoy din siya (even if she/he is also Filipino). Scratch that, ESPECIALLY if she/he is Filipino.

I work with several Pinays, who are mostly older than me. There is 1 or 2 that is of my age. We, that is the latter group and I have no problems. We come to work, exchange pleasantries. Swap tagalong films and share with each other stuff that we miss from the Philippines. But I made the mistake of voicing out my opinion to an older Filipina colleague. Apparently, the observations that I made about the company and some people working there reached somebody else who got piqued by my remarks. Now, I have the feeling I am being punished for voicing out my concern.

What I wanted was to pursue a carrier in the area where I am right now. I knew who I was and what I wanted to become in say, 10 years from now. But, considering what I am going through at the moment, I think I won’t be able to continue working in the same environment anymore. Furthermore, I had plenty of signs that told me I should not join this firm, in the beginning. But I hard-headedly ignored all those signs. The fool in me wanted to believe that it can be different. I was tricked and lured into something really bad. I am being very vague here. But I am tied to a clause.

Company politics have never been my forte. When I join a company, I try to blend in, in order to have a better working environment. I try to mingle with other colleagues on a very shallow level. Just so I get to know who I should approach for anything. This is SOP to me if one is new to the company. And I did.

Still, I try to pour my heart out. I have to. As of writing this entry, I have no plans of going to work. I plan to call in sick today and rather stay at home the whole weekend. I should just enjoy the last days of summer. I plan to hand in my resignation letter to this company as soon as possible. But hubby reminded me that my contract is anyway almost finished. I should just wait till the last day and opt not to sign the renewal. That is if they will renew my contract. If not, even better for me. But I can hardly wait any longer. I am tired, confused and definitely angry. Question is, should I resign now or wait until the last day stipulated on my contract?

My heart is bleeding - but nobody seems to care.

Booty-ful moi...
by missP on Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:34 pm
As I passed by the Crew shop at the airport, I noticed a lot of my colleagues were gathering around the perfumery and cosmetics area. They had perfumes at 70% off I was informed by one of them. “Come, get yourself a bottle”, she urged. Well, thanks but no thanks!

I am not an avid fan of perfumes. I prefer the good (odd) natural body odor. Sabi ko nga dati sa aking matinong kaibigan na si Tito, kung amoy citrus fruits ako, ibig sabihin 2 days na akong di naliligo, buwahahahaha!!! I am also neither a make up girl nor a jewelry type. But I can never do without shoes and bags. Don't ask me, I don't know what it is with women and shoes. Suffice it to say, I am on my way to become the next Imelda Marcos. Well, at least I know that's how my hubby sees it.

From rubber shoes to sandals, slippers to pumps and of course don't forget the boots. I have like several pairs of them. Shame though, coz I hardly use them. I go to work with just a pair of very comfortable flats. But according to this latest quiz that I took:

You Are Skinny Heel Boots

You always look great - from your styled hair to your sleek boots.

What Kind of Boots are You?

English as teaching medium in Philippine schools...
by missP on Sat Sep 23, 2006 7:28 am
A BILL requiring the use of English language as the medium of instruction in all Philippine schools has been approved at the plenary of the House of Representatives.

Voting 132- 7, the House passed Tuesday night House Bill 4701 known as “An act to strengthen and enhance the use of English as the medium of instruction in Philippine schools.”

The bill will then be transmitted to the Senate for approval.

... read more here.

Ano sa palagay niyo, dapat bang Ingles ang gamitin sa pagtuturo sa ating mga paaralan? Kung di kayo mapalagay eh, ano naman sa tingin niyo? O ayaw niyo rin tingnan? Hay nako, bahala na kayo. Basta ako, maglalaba nalang ako ng mga ded shits ko at sweetshirts.

I think, this last one is a sellout.

***All pictures are courtesy of Ms. Jojie Alcantara. Thanks!