Thank You Lola Basyang!

Don't get me wrong.  I am grateful for Lola Basyang not for the unexpected devastation it recently hit Metro Manila but because ... office is SUSPENDED!  Yehey!

The announcement received from our head office just this noon is a welcome news for me who literally drag myself from bed this morning just to report for work.  I was not able to sleep well last night due to sudden rush of winds blowing through my window.  I was forced to get up and rescue my hanging plants lest it might bang against my glass window.  Although my mama said the plants won't cause damage as it was light weight, i still took no risk.  I found it hard to sleep thereafter...

Speaking of sleep, I'm signing off... Zzzzzzzzzz

Taxi Receipt

About two weeks ago, I took a taxi on my way home from office.  Just to kill time, I started to strike a conversation with the driver since traffic was already building up along edsa extension anyway.  The driver was polite and was even patient enough to explain to me that the taxi meter he is using is not an ordinary device as it shows not only the fare but also the mileage consumed including the waiting time when the taxi is on halt.

I was even surprised that the taxi driver issues an official receipt.  For more than two years that I have been living here in the metro, it was my first time to see an official receipt generated from the taxi meter.  I also found out that the distance from my office to my residence is about 9.3kilometers (which is already considered far, if based on my hometown's standards).

If only all taxi drivers were as honest as that driver who ferried me home, the world would be a better place.. :)

Yipee! We Have A New Office!

It's exactly one week already since we transferred to a new office.  Actually, it's just an office adjacent to ours.  But the thought that it is newly-painted and installed with a huge shelf, not to mention the fact that our tables were rearranged, is already enough for me to get excited even few weeks before we transferred.  (I don't know with my officemates though. Hehe)

I really like my office space now.  Although it is small, still it is spacious enough for me to move around.  It is accessible to the LCD computer and telephones too.  I can't wait for the cubicles to be installed soon!  With that, I can have my own privacy especially when I am busy working... with something. lol

New President, New Hope

Today, June 30, 2010, we just witnessed another significant event in our Philippine history as the 15th President, Benigno Simeon Cojuangco Aquino III, was sworn into office.  Although I was not there to see it for myself, I felt goosebumps especially when I heard the Philippine national anthem, "Lupang Hinirang" and "Bayan Ko" were being sang (by Charice and Madrigal Singers, respectively).  What more for those who personally went to the inauguration?

The images shown on TV were enough for me to conclude that, despite the unbearable heat, people there were obviously in a festive mood as they experienced a renewed sense of hope and vigor for the our country.

But still, I just could not help myself wondering..... where is James Yap? :)

So Long, Ate Paz

I received a phone call just a few minutes earlier from a colleague and told me the sad news: an officemate has already passed away.  Although it was already expected, as she had been diagnosed with a terminal illness some weeks before, I could not help but still feel a painful sense of loss for Ate Paz.

Just last Friday night, my two officemates and I proceeded to hospital to visit her.  She was already in state of comatose.  Upon seeing her, I almost cried.  I immediately reminded myself that I am neither a kapamilya nor a close friend, hence I was able to keep my tears from falling.  But still, I was depressed. (This explains why I can never qualify as a doctor or a nurse).

I knew her for barely three years only but the impact she had on me lingers on.  She was the only spinster I have ever known who has no attitude problem.  She could crack jokes and could easily join along (which is amazing to me because she always projected a serious aura).  I learned later that she had been a close buddy to her teenage nephews and nieces.

Ate Paz, may you rest in peace...

the most important man in my life...

too bad, he is long gone. but in my heart, he still stays.  nobody could replace him. no one ever...

i would always remember papa as my hero.  his reassuring smile would be enough to tell me that everything's okay.  he was the most understanding and patient man that i had ever known.  well, maybe the adage is true, that good men die young...

papa, happy father's day.  i'm so proud of you, for you did a great job here on earth.  i'm so honored and thankful that God gave me the best father in the world, and that is YOU. :)

Sing Me A Song Again, Papa

I was in taxicab this morning when I heard the song, "Sing Me A Song, Daddy", played over Ted Failon's radio program in advance celebration of Father's Day.  As much as I would like to compose myself especially that I was already approaching my destination, I couldn't help myself being misty-eyed while reminiscing that moment when I once sang that song at our sala at home about twelve years ago.  My papa was just upstairs then.

After my so-called "videoke concert", I realized papa was patiently listening to my "song reading".  His smile says it all... that somehow, he appreciated my poor but humble way of showing how much I love him.

To Papa:

Sing me a song again, Daddy
Sing me a happy verse.
Teach me those clever lines you sang
As you carried me on your shoulders.
Sing me that hymn that you so loudly
Sang in church with mom.
Sing it again to me and fill me
With all your words of wisdom.

Comforting words of love when I
Would get home from school in tears.
Somehow your songs have stayed within me
Down through all the years.
Once when my younger heart was broken
Your shoulder was there to cry on.
Sing me those songs I know will linger
Long after you have gone.

I am standing at the threshold
Of a chapter in my life
I am asking for your blessing
As I'm about to be the wife
Of a man I know who loves me
And I'm proud to be his bride.
Dad the time has come for me to leave your side.

So, sing me a song again, Daddy.
Sing me a lullaby.
Wrap me inside your arms, Daddy,
'Though this is not goodbye.
Your songs will live forever
In my heart. When times get rough
The ones I'll most remember
Are your songs of love.

Your songs will live forever
In my heart. When times get rough

The ones I'll most remember
Are your songs of love.