"World Peace starts with countries at peace.
Countries start with states at peace.
States start with cities.
Cities start with Communities.
Communities start with families.
Families start with love, love starts with friendship.
Friendship starts with a SMILE (so all you got to do is smile)."
Do you know this little girl? Vain eto kahit sa maliit pa. Laging nakaharap sa mirror because she wanted to practice newscasting on-screen. Ala Deborah Marchini of CNN Business News. That was during her toddler years in 1980s. This girl also had a glimpse of Tell the People. I forgot who the newscasters were. My friends say one of them was Tina Monsod-Palma. I’m not sure. I can only remember that this little gurl watched that news program on Christmas of 1985. Yes, months before the EDSA Revolution (Feb 1986). See? I remember!
Another reason bakit lagging nakaharap sa salamin? Kc gustong tingnan ang sarili kung ok ba ang shade ng mukha, ang fold ng damit. Wanting to take up foreign service? Wahahaha. Then that little had an opportunity to board a plane leading her mom from Mindanao to Visayas. Only the two of them. She was acting like a oldie that time because her mom was sick. See? I remember!
You know what? That little girl is meeeee!
If only there was broadcast journalism in USC, I would have enrolled therein. There is in USJR but I didn’t pursue because the way going to the university was scary. Besides my elder sisters graduated in USC. Ba’t ako magpahuli divah. Go ahead! So there I was in USC ginapang ang BSA for 3 years only. Why? Nagmadali? Hehehe. Secret! We had a deal with my Dad eh. Secret……
Then reality came. Napadpad ako sa transportation industry. Inclined ako rito because I like speed and travel. Humaharurot pag nagmamaneho. I was always a tail to my Dad. Wherever he goes, I go. I was like a Junior to him. I liked getting rugged with him. Bringing to him the pliers, the grease gun, the crude, the wrench, the toolbox everytime he repairs the cars. I can imagine how “yagit” I was. With all the dirt black and white dirt on my face dahil sa kagagapang sa ilalim ng sasakyan. I was mobile, naughty, talkative. I like knowing places.
Being in the company of guys was fun, brutal, crazy, intellectual, adventure, exhausting, etc etc etc. And ohhh, I dealt with airplanes! ships! wing van! forklift? I also got in touch with clients in the business line of spare parts of watches, computers, resin teeth, chips, floppy disc drives, optics, machines, guns and ammo (paintball na ako ngayon! It’s been a long while since high school. I played airgun in our backyard, wehehehe), furnitures, FASHION ACCESSORIES (kikay ko no, but I don’t wear fancies kc nangangati ako!), etc etc etc. Import-Export ang ibig sabihin ko rito. Meaning I deal overseas. Wow! Kaya bibliya ko dati ang TACT rates, OAG, atlas, directories, maps. Owwwwssss. Been there outside? Muntik na! Anyway, ginawa ako ng irpats at irmats ko sa …..Indonesia. Wahahaha. Kaya ba gusto kong maghandle ng Asia Pacific accounts? Kaya ba ako pumasa sa University of Asia and the Pacific? Hihihihihi….
Then here I am, in a business media company. Not as a journalist but a ******. Secret!
(Just last night……….)
Glamour. Stilletos. Straps. On-Cam. Off-Cam. Microphone. Party. Music. Friends. Sistahs. Last night I attended the launching of a fitness magazine at the Fort. That night I realized that I was not alone in my experiences. Chinggay A. is the editor-in-chief of the mag. She was a speaker. I saw her hand trembling. She was reading her piece and faces the audience one in a while. She memorized part of her speech. Physically she was prepared. Yes it’s a must………I remember myself joining MTV *****. Goodness! I was reeeeaaaaally nervous! Yes I memorized my piece beforehand but when I was already on the stage, on-cam, facing the audience, I was stunned! Instead of talking to the camera, I was reading! Trembling! No matter how I apply my mom’s reminder which is to think the audience as coconut husks so as not mind them as interactive critics and so as not to feel nervous, my stage fright was really dominating! Haaay. Nothing. It wasn’t a career. ‘Twas just a trip. An embarrassing trip. My friends said that my cousin saw on stage. I could just imagine my soul seated with the audience shouting booboo. (The audience didn’t though and thanks by the way). The event was during the batch of winners **** and ****. Hahaha! Secret! Nasa Meg magazine pa naman ako nun. Twas really embarrassing. Nde na mauulit. Kung mauulit man, save muna ako ng lakas ng loob ulet at kelangan prepared na mentally and emotionally. Grrrr!
Diba it’s funny and amazing to connect things that somehow leads me to a conclusion why I am where I am now?
Hello, let me present to you a piece of interview on a one fine morning wherein ako ang naging subject. Hehehe. I was interviewed by……(secret) 
Losing oneself unprepared.
When my childishness exudes.
If I need concentration, I feel comfortable. If I need friends, I feel lonely.
Anger.
To have my own family; live a balanced life; be my husband’s girlfriend, other woman, bestfriend, partner, baby, etc.
Travel, spend time with the loved ones and experience the joy of helping the less privileged.
Make “kulit” to them over and over again be it in text, messenger, email or even in person.
My super-lambing and super-affectionate self. I don’t show these just to anybody because I might be misunderstood or misinterpreted. I like cuddling and kissing on the cheeks. I am very playful. I’m like this back home. I miss my Dad sooo much and my family.
I like to be pampered and have someone close to my side most of the time but if the situation does not permit it, I will be forced to help myself alone provided that I get moral support even if everybody is away.
Anywhere as long as I am with my S.O.
Significant Other (wink wink heheheJ)
Not doing something/not cooperative. Why? Abala eh. How? Pray for that person nalang and initiate an example para kumilos or tell that person.
It’s now July. Boredom starts to set in. It’s really different when you engage yourself into something enriching to the brains. Good that I have friends who tag me along to some unconventional trips. I really appreciate when someone invites me to something really enjoyable. I love outdoors. I love chatting with friends. Chatting does not entail a posh venue. Walking along the stretch of Ayala Avenue is not as typical walking along the beach or roaming around a golf course. But when you are with a friend/classmate/kababata/long-lost friend with you, the day is filled with sense. Talking about serious matters or just about crazy-anything’s make my day very ok.
Sometimes I feel tired of annoying (a sort of sweet invitation) anybody to come along with me to anywhere but it seems that I and the majority of those whom I invite don’t have the same inclination. I miss my male buddies. Yes, they are guys. Good things about being with them are that wala silang kakeme-keme pag kasama mo; walang masyadong chismisan; masarap/malakas kumain; solutions-oriented=yung tipong "ok, akong bahala. walang problema", simplified yung approach; generally, may initiative; may humor; quick doers with quick mind….Pero nde cla napagod sa kin ha. Kahit sa kakiyan kong eto, they took/take care of me. I remember that instance na muntik na kaming madisgrasya because of my eagerness to handle ….oooops. Secret! Pero pinagtanggol pa rin nila ako. Heheheh. That was so sweet of them. (Salamat mga tol ha:)
I miss my friends (whom I consider true) who are far away from here. They are those who understand me. They see me through without even clarifying, questioning or criticizing my actions in life. I am more effective when I am left on my own creativity and thinking. I shun away from people who decide for me. Yes I may listen to them but don’t they ever rule my life. Thanks for their insights but I wish they respect my individuality.
On the dark side, I acknowledge that there are really bitches around. You know what, I hate to say this but I actually condemn those people who think that I am only good at being childish. Just because of a mere smile, laughter, lambing, etc. Shame on them. You don’t know me better. How I wish that they could widen their horizon.
On the bright side, I accept that bitches are part of life. In life, God doesn’t give you the people you want…Instead, He gives you the people you need… to teach you, to hurt you, and to make you exactly the way you should be. Yes there is always a chance to meet friends. New friends. Likewise, there is always a choice to choose friends. However, we cannot choose bitches.
Ultimately, it pays to be good.
