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Showing posts with label reflections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reflections. Show all posts

Just now: Guilty with a penalty of reclusion perpetua. Of course there's gonna be an appeal with the Supreme Court and who knows how long that'll gonna take. What's more interesting would be the verdict's bearings on the economy, on politics and in the Philippine society in general. It's a first in our country for a public official of the highest rank to be indicted and found guilty of plunder charges. Sandiganbayan made history today. Expect a lot of discussions and debates in the media, in the blogosphere and in the streets. One thing I'm sure though is that the average Filipinos would go on with their lives even if Estrada has been found guilty or otherwise. We might even forget about this after several years, the public's interest would definitely wane as years go by very much like the commemoration of Ninoy Aquino's death, the plunder charges against the Marcoses, or the grave corruption done by Ramos, the case of which didn't even see fruition in the courts. Just how many more corrupt and lying presidents do we need to learn our lessons? While were contemplating, Vietnam is overtaking our country's economy and our population is ballooning to 88 mil this year. I just hope I could see a better Philippines and a better breed of Filipinos before I die.


I almost quit yesterday and started drafting my letter for the director of grad studies, explaining why I won't be taking the comprehensive exam on Wednesday. I said something about not being confident that I have internalized and understood all theories, concepts and processes that I need to study. How lame.

I've also sent an sms to my family: "Ma, baka mag-back out ako sa exam. Di na ako mageexam ngayon. Me dalawa ng nag-back out hehe." (Ma, I might back out of the exam. I won't be taking the exam now. Two have already backed out)

I received a reply from my father: "I'm disappointed when you show fear. So what if you fail. Trust yourself you can."

Hny also pep talked me about taking it once and for all ("we should be like the Spartans, hawoo hawoo! hawoo!), [I was pumped from the much-thought battle cry and] I realized that I really don't have anything to lose. If I fail then I failed trying which is more honourable than just quitting without giving a fight. Life is not always about certainties, you're not always on the winning end. You take the risk, stand your ground and when you lose and hurt your pride, you move on, you learn your lesson and try again. Sometimes we get so hung up with other people's perception about ourselves, we often get muddled with "what will people say?" and "what if" thoughts, we tend to miss the uncertainties and take risks which make life more exciting and fulfilling. There is a more beautiful life outside the box, beyond the norms, the gossips and the judgments. Live it.

And we do. That's why the day right after the exam we decided to fly to Palawan. :)




In the middle of our review (read: cramming) sessions for the exam next week, I can't help but take a quick break and share my thoughts about this issue that had taken the globe(oh yeah!) by storm. I won't add to the myriad of expletives and insults that had been said to her, she deserved each and every one of those and maybe more. Hny and I were talking and I told him that her President should do something about this, maybe declare her as persona non-grata and boot her out of the Philippines. If the government truly sees the OFWs as modern-day heroes, it shouldn't go easy on imbeciles trying to be cool by defaming its heroes. Obviously, she wasn't thinking when she wrote that crap. Didn't she know that the Philippines would have been long wiped out of the map without the OFWs remittances? Ignorance is a total bitch, isn't it Malu?


Maybe it's true that all Malu Fernandez wanted was to show off her "acerbic wit," and in doing so, incidentally ended her career and worse, got forever branded as "walang kapwa-tao" which if I remember my Psychology 108 (Sikolohiyang Pilipino/Filipino Psychology) class right, is the worst kind of label one could ever get in the Filipino society. Which leads me to the final point I want to drive at courtesy of the fine movie hny and I had finished watching just now (V for Vendetta): "You can kill a wo/man, but you can never kill an idea." And Malu's story just shows how potent and life-changing an idea really is, however brilliant or sickeningly stupid it is.

Got this from peyups.com, it's Malu's friendster profile, her friends names and photos blurred/covered up for the sake of saving them from further humiliation.

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The Joker-look gad! Getting a decent make-up artist would be dirt-cheap for someone who can afford Louis Vuitton and an impromptu trip to Greece . Poseur.

Guess who has 11 friends in friendster?


Sometimes, we have to learn our lessons the hard way.






I'm taking a short break from my hiatus to thank all the wonderful people who have made my 26 years simply amazing. Thank you so much. We may not communicate often but believe me I think of you not only on your birthday ;) Have fun, laugh a lot, travel some more, spend time with loved ones, change the world, save the cheerleader.

Much love to everyone!!

K

A lot of things are happening and I just can't find time to update this.
Last June, we found out that this semester is our last without incurring penalty subjects at the school. We thought that we're just gonna apply for a residency and take the exam in December, plenty of time to bum around and review of course. But, things don't always turn out as you planned. So we're on a "windang" mode once again (sometimes it just feels like you're too old for this) getting ready for the compre on the 29th of August. So much for travel plans to go to Palawan or even in Camarines to try out wake boarding.

A bit of good news though. I was offered a post in the UK and I'm quite busy sorting out documents for the work permit, etc. Hopefully the immig would find it believable that I've really 'bested' applicants from around the world and I'm the one for the post. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Another thing, if you haven't watched Transformers you're missing half of your life.

Lastly, to end this in a sober note, I've affirmed that sometimes we just have to face the consequences of our actions and live with it no matter how sad or painful it might be. It might take a while, years or even a lifetime to heal and forget, but life would always be a marvel to live.


Ciao!


I came back Monday afternoon and has been sleeping erratically since then. I have also developed a weird craving for meat which I don't understand since I've been eating sausage with poppy seeds every morning at the hotel as part of our buffet breakfast. It's buffet but it's the same food over and over again. Like mushrooms and tomatoes and croissant, etc. I found myself eating a Quarterpounder meal at 2.30am last Tuesday.

Doing some shopping and walking around the city

From a staff perspective, the WA this year is more organised compared to last year. We were not too stressed out (we had to rapporteur five or more sessions last year), we stayed in a very accessible hotel and we had time to attend plenaries and workshops and even network with guests and participants. There are still glitches but I'd say manageable, it's a lot of work to keep up with hundreds of people from 135 countries. And we had less volunteers this year.

The Opening Plenary at the Kelvin Grove Museum

The weather seemed to cooperate too as we didn't experience too much rain, it drizzled a bit but the sun was always up in those 6 days. There were more Filipino delegates and speakers as well and had some time to chat a bit with a lovely and exuberant May-i from GCAP. We had fun being photographed with the former Foreign Affairs minister of Greece, George Papandreou.

Me and May-i with Socialist International President George Papandreou

It was also great to see my dear friends/colleagues in CSI and see old and new faces in CIV . We had enough time to catch up on what's happening with our lives, the project, and Johannesburg in general. Not all stories are happy though, there are concerns within the team and within the broader organisation just like in any normal organisation but I hope we'll all learn from those experiences and move forward.

Goofing around with Ben and Jacob

It's difficult to sum up in one blog all the things that happened in Glasgow in seven days. It's another unique experience which is definitely worth keeping and reminiscing. What's great for me is that I've learned that my team really appreciates the work that I do and they're very happy with it. I take pride that this is one of the strengths of Filipino professionals and workers abroad: we work hard and we strive for excellence in what we do even under difficult circumstances sometimes.

Oh and lastly, we were given sufficient per diem this year that we spent in too much shopping. Woohoo! Ciao!

Finally..

after 3 long years, we just finished the academic requirements for our master's degree in urban and regional planning. It has been a very good experience not only for the additional knowledge I've gained in those years but I'm more thankful for the loads of wacky and interesting people I met along the way. They definitely made those three years super fun! It's great to reminisce the hardships one has to go through to achieve a goal. This second degree is the fruit of years of hard work (proud to say that I've never been a free-rider) and abilidad (private joke among UP studes) and lots of team work thanks to my hny. I'm definitely going to miss cramming! Bad habit I know, but I believe I've mastered the art and science of cramming so it totally works for me. I'm gonna miss the fun of finishing a major paper overnight, me trying to figure out how the hell I could integrate each of our parts while the rest of the group are busy eating and chatting about their lives. I'll miss the frantic search in the net for hidden formula that I believed could've made my life easier in forecasting trip generation, for instance or doing a skimmed tree! I'll miss hell week, the blue books, (secret) assignment sharing and (underground) yahoogroups.

It's time for a phd.

Weekend was spent meeting up with group mates for our two papers on traffic impact assessment. I was able to squeeze in editing articles for my volunteer engagement with a South African organisation and finish the e-bulletin for the CSI. In the midst of all these, I was able to watch the previous episodes of Naruto and Bleach. Both had extremely long fillers which started even before I left for Johannesburg and lasted until January of this year I think. With Naruto, I skipped the fillers altogether and watched the new season where Naruto and the rest are all grown-up and the new battles will involve the Akatsuki.For Bleach, I'm backtracking to watch the Bounto episodes which I have to admit is too long and after a few eps started to get boring, I started with episode 70+ and the non-filler episodes will resume at episode 109(?).

I also found an interesting Japanese series titled Gokusen. Watched the first episode online which was subbed by a fan but can't find the second ep. Though there are lots of uploaded episodes for season 2.

I'm also quite busy researching for the best places to go in Kota Kinabalu and its nearby islands for our travel in May. Like I've said in my previous post, we're definitely going to Mt. Kinabalu but not for the climb. I'm sure we're not fit enough to conquer it even though we can still get in shape as we still have several weeks. Quitters ;) Besides I'm reading posts from the Lonely Planet Thorntree forum and a lot were saying that one doesn't have to be a climber or be extremely fit to climb Kinabalu. We'll see.

I hope our next trip would be in Cambodia or India, which reminds me of the beautiful fabrics I've seen in the Rosebank Sunday Market in Johannesburg.

I was struck by an incomprehensible sadness while reading the documents sent by hny's relatives from Canada. One of the documents is a bilingual certificate of their new citizenship, the other one, a letter from the minister on multiculturalism congratulating them for choosing Canada as their new home. They are now Canadian citizens.

Their story is the story of the millions of Filipinos who are taking their chances in other countries in search for greener pastures. However, unlike OFWs who still maintain their citizenship, migrants opt to relinquish their being a Filipino not only to earn money but secure their family's future in terms of health, education and a lot of other benefits that our own government fails to provide. By the virtue of a piece of paper, you no longer pledge allegiance to the red, yellow, and blue flag that you have known since birth, rather to an entirely different flag with a maple leaf emblazoned on it. This means goodbye to the blighted cities, the polluted streets and potholed roads, goodbye to families, relatives, and friends you have known since you were small. Welcome to a brighter and promising future.
On the bleaker side, I can't help but think of a lifetime of poverty for those who do not have the choice to leave; to the farmers who are forever tied to lands they cannot own, to the laborers at the azucarera in Negros who barely eat thrice a day, to the thousands of children begging for alms, illiterate, sick, dying. This is poverty and 26.5 million Filipinos are suffering from it.

Who have not heard of fathers leaving their children to work in Saudi, of mothers who enslave themselves in Hong Kong, of brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles in different parts of the world who send pictures with a lot of smiles while their eyes tell otherwise. This is how poverty dehumanize people.

The Philippine Senate reported that seven to eight million Filipinos live and work abroad, almost 2, 374 leave the country everyday. Clearly, it's a fight or flight response against poverty.
In the future, I will face the same dilemma: should I stay or should I leave? The worst option perhaps is changing my citizenship from Filipino to another, not for me alone but more importantly for the sake of my children. But, is leaving the real option? Maybe, maybe not. I'll cross the bridge when I get there. As of now, I still want to believe and earnestly hope that this country will be able to survive the phenomenon that is Argentina. As long as there are people who serve the country unselfishly, as long as there are Filipinos who dream for the betterment of this society, no matter how few they may be, life is worth living in the Philippines.
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