Since fiancee and I met online, I found it fitting to actually try to order my wedding dress online.
Unlike many brides who have their couturier design their gowns from scratch, I wanted to see the final look and feel of my dress beforehand. I didn’t want to be one of those brides who take the time to show the designer her pegs, and then come back for the first fitting to only disappointingly discover that it’s not the dress she wanted. By that time, it would be too embarrassing to back out.
So I scoured the internet for beautiful ready-to-wear wedding gowns, and there were tons of amazingly beautiful wedding dresses available.
I checked out Allure and Maggie Sottero. BestBridalPrices.com and MissesDressy.com were great one-stop shops for everything bridal. I even managed to look into Vera Wang White, her RTW line which was available at still reasonable prices of USD 1,000+/-. Online prices were still more reasonable compared to many couturiers here in Manila who can easily charge Php 60,000 (USD 1,350) to Php 150,000 (USD 3,380) for just a dress. Veluz for example even quoted prices of Php 120,000-150,000 for their beautiful RTW gowns! Prices of custom-made dresses of course were even more out of control at prices ranging up to Php 250,000-300,000!
After a few days of looking into wedding dresses, I finally settled on this Cinderella-like gown, Mori Lee # 5163:
Why did I pick this design? For one, I wanted a gown that had a bateau-styled neckline and a semi-low back, a great mix of the sexy and the conservative. In addition, the dress also had a lot of lace crystal beadworks that upped the oomph factor. The style was still different from the lace and bead works most common in many Filipino-designed dresses, but it was elegant enough. The poofy skirt only increased the wow factor. “You’ll definitely look like Cinderella!” my fiancee exclaimed.
Since I was a size 4-6, I ordered the dress in size 6 via MissesDressey for USD 1,100 last December 2013, just on time for the holiday season. The dress arrived in February and it came in a humongous box as you can see below:
Like seriously, the box was HUGE. We were even more surprised when we opened the box… the dress was huge too! We were surprised on how such a big dress even managed to fit the box.
But the most important thing about the dress is the fit. Upon fitting, the dress was a bit disappointing.
Something was off.
For one, the skirt wasn’t made out of soft tulle as I’ve imagined but a harder organza. Personally, I liked soft materials and from the photo, the skirt looked really soft, so it was a bit of a surprise to see how hard the skirt was.
Secondly, the lace was not pulled very tight when the beads were sewn on, leaving some very unsightly lines especially in the central bust area. This was a frustration. It’s easy to alter a dress, but when it comes to beads sewn on lace, it’s a lot harder to repair. Maybe that’s why people order Vera Wangs: her dresses are simple but at least, they were carefully made. My Mori Lee was nice, but seemed a bit too hastily done.
The last issue was the skirt. We knew it would be poofy, but my gosh, the skirt enveloped the room! It was really big with a long two feet train. There was also an extra petticoat layer which made it look too My Big Fat Greek Wedding-like.
There was a very thin line between elegant and tackiness and the poofiness of the gown sort of crossed that line. I ordered my very lovely alterer/couturier friend, Bong de Ocampo, to remove the petticoats.
In the end, that’s what you get when you order online: no matter how beautiful the dress may be, there will still be a few surprises.
In my experience however, I’m still blessed to have friends like Bong de Ocampo (Mob: +63-917 811 2664), who was good enough to come to my rescue and help me alter my dress. Omigosh, she’s really wonderful! Actually, if I can do it all over again, I would just have my wedding gown made by her.
Alas, I’ve only met her after I’ve ordered my dress, but you guys from Manila who want to have beautiful dresses made can still avail of her services. Ms. Bong is super duper nice and a jack-of-all-trades who can both design, make and alter clothes like magic. And her prices are still very reasonable, ranging from Php 30,000-45,000 per dress.
Haha, I wish I met her earlier. Nevertheless, you learn something new every day.
Overall, the entire wedding preparation experience is fun and exciting, not only because I’m getting married in a few months but because of the great people I’ve met the last couple of months (like Bong!).
So there you go. I’ll try to post more photos of my wedding when it comes this June. Till then, watch out for more updates! Have a great week ahead!
Kate Aspen had a nice Spring Breeze Palm Tree Bottle Opener which I found at Pinterest/Etsy. Since I have a few overseas guests, and we’re always in the need for a nice bottle opener, hubbie to be and I felt it would be a nice wedding favor for our guests. So what we did was:
Step 1: Searched for Palm Tree Bottle Opener from Alibaba (http://www.alibaba.com/).
Step 2: Emailed suppliers and asked for quotations. For 500 pcs for example, each favor only cost us Php 50 (around USD 1.1) inclusive of shipping.
Step 3: Wire transfer the money to chosen supplier. Wait for goods to arrive. It should take a month.
The goods are arriving by next month, well in time for the wedding this June. After it arrives, we’ll add a nice note in the back to personalize the gift.
Will keep you posted what happens, but more or less, US wedding favors make it in China din so we’re less worried about quality issues. It’s just a matter on how comfortable are you ordering online and from China suppliers. For us, at Php 50/pc. for a very nice bottle opener, we’re happy to take the risk.
Supplier Site: http://zejian.en.alibaba.com
Supplier: Yiwu Zejian Gifts & Crafts Manufactory
Contact: Esther (email@example.com, Tel: +86 13819954070)
When I was in Hong Kong, most guys never really bent on bended knee to ask a girl to marry him. It happened, sure, but not like here in the Philippines where a guy dates a girl a few months and then decides he wants to be with her for the rest of their lives.
Instead, guys would be surrounded by perceived choices. Perceived being the operative word. They would look around at all the lovely ladies around them and tell themselves, “Why should I settle down when there’s a gazillion beautiful women out there?”
I know a guy who struggles with this decision indecision.
He’s a good friend of mine. American, lived in Taiwan for a few years, then moved to Hong Kong. Very cool guy. I remember we used to have house parties at his flat near Carnegie’s Taipei. I think his house was one of the most logistically desirable in Taipei.
If you’re hungry, go to Carnegie’s. Want a good time? Go to Carnegie’s.
He’s already in his mid-40s, an eternal bachelor, always dating yet never really finding someone to settle down. Though he’s a great guy, I think he struggles with always finding out what is wrong with somebody he’s dating. And he thinks maybe, he can get someone better.
Look, everyone has issues. My fiance has issues, I have issues, everyone has issues. Nobody is perfect.
As my relatives keep on asking me, “Are you sure Bonita that he’s already the right guy for you?”
In my mind, I wonder if I’m the right girl FOR HIM.
Case in point, unlike other demure girls, I snore.
Yes ladies and gentlemen, it’s embarrassing to admit but it’s true. I snore. And according to my evil brother, I snore quite loudly too. Not as bad as exhausted men, but it sure is louder to a woman who DIDN’T snore.
And it’s not something I can change. I’m unconscious, so what can I do?
Secondly, I talk. A LOT.
I used to tell my ex just how lucky he was to have an interesting woman like me. Someone who had witty insights and can hold you in conversation for hours.
“Your friends aren’t with you all the time. I am. Sometimes, I just want you to keep quiet.”
Of course he said it nicer than that, but that’s the gist of it.
Even with fiance, I find myself never really shutting up. Yakkity-yak-yak. I ask hypothetical questions that are awarded with punches if the answer my fiance gives is wrong. I ask him questions like, “Would you ever cheat on me?” or “Will you get tired of me if I get fat?”
Thinking about it now, I think my incessantly hypothetical questions stem from the unwritten, undeclared fact (till now) that like many women, I am also insecure. I wonder if men would really find me that interesting to stick with me for the rest of our lives. And if I was found to have breast cancer or in an accident that ends me up in a wheelchair, will he really be there for me?
Fortunately, fiance still humors me by answering my questions over and over. Even if they’re the same questions, only asked on different days and moments.
And lastly, I can be quite stubborn.
Yes, I know the Bible tells us that women should be submissive, bowing to the needs of their husbands. That for a relationship to work, the woman must give way too.
Having been raised by a domineering father who taught me to be obstinate and stubborn, I fight hard not to be seen as a pushover. If I think I am right, then I fight for it. I won’t really back down. This is a problem when I don’t agree with my mate.
The list goes on and on.
As other people choose to see the positives, I choose the see the negatives. Like the shortlist of personal faults I’ve highlighted above, I snore, I talk non-stop, and I’m stubborn and obstinate.
Nobody is perfect.
I’m not perfect.
So instead of focusing on how much I deserve a 10 because I’m a 10, I’d like to pop my own bubble and say, I’m human. I try my best to be good, but I make mistakes too.
And it’s in realizing just how flawed we are can we open ourselves to a real relationship by someone who is equally flawed… but someone whose flaws you can still accept, even if it’s for the rest of your lives.
Focus on the Negatives, Not the Positives.
Instead of deluding ourselves with happily ever after — and no, it doesn’t exist — I’d rather face the reality that shit WILL hit the fan. And hopefully, you are with someone who sticks with you in the long-haul and won’t leave you no matter how bad it gets.
Because like you, he would also look at himself and say, “I’m great, but I’m not THAT great. And this girl is the best I can ever get.”
And we are…
A month ago, I had lunch with a girl friend who told me that she and her boyfriend were retailing fireworks in time for Christmas. They bought fireworks from wholesale suppliers, rented a small space at Timog, and is selling fireworks in retail. She is tall, pretty, smart, hardworking and dependable.
On the flipside, she is also someone with is a bit bossy, has strong opinions, challenges her boyfriend once in a while, and gives him the ugly truth when he’s in the ground.
But her boyfriend proposed to her after only half a year of dating.
Because despite all her so-called negatives, the boyfriend smartly realized that finding a girl like her who’s willing to sell fireworks in retail on the street is HARD, and if you can find someone who can do that with you, you’d have a girl you don’t want to lose forever.
There are always two sides to the coin.
You can have confidence and yet be seen as arrogant.
Clever and yet be seen as too smart-ass.
Efficient and yet be seen as cold-blooded and heartless.
Sweet and yet be seen as a pushover.
Opinionated and yet be seen as stubborn.
It’s a hard balance.
And most of the time, we fail at balancing it.
So focus on both the negatives and the positives. And stop putting oneself on the pedestal. You ain’t all that. I ain’t all that. And admitting it is the first step to finding a real relationship that would also accept your negatives AND your positives.
Have a great week ahead!
Wedding preparation is harder than I thought. Having organized a gazillion events back in university, at work and after work in at least four countries, I thought organizing a wedding should be a piece of cake.
“Why the hell would people book their suppliers a year in advance?” I thought. “It’s just a wedding. A one-day event. Why stress out about it?”
After almost two months of wedding planning, I’ve come to realize that weddings are hard not because of the suppliers themselves. Weddings are hard because of the high expectations of everyone — the bride, the groom, the family of the bride and the family of the groom. If you’d like to add best friends of bride/groom to the mix, then all hell breaks loose.
Personally in my case, the hiccup came from my side of the family.
Since my fiance’s family will be footing most of the bill as per Filipino-Chinese tradition, my family can be very careful of making their opinions known. “They’re paying for it,” my mom would say. “Ayaw kong makialam (I don’t want us to meddle).”
Which can be an issue when making decisions.
The issue arises because despite statements of wanting to meddle, moms do have opinions and they do feel slighted when their opinions are not asked or followed.
Take for example, securing a venue for our wedding.
The groom’s side of the family only had a few requests:
- To have the wedding this year, preferably in June. Because that’s the time my Shanghai-based fiance’s sister and her husband are both here in Manila.
- The wedding should be in the afternoon/evening as they don’t like waking up early.
- They don’t want to have a hotel wedding since it’s already been done over and over, and they do want something special/different.
- They would like a plated sit-down dinner, catered by Chef Jessie, one of their favorite restaurants.
Total attendees should be 500 — 250 for each side. Since this is the third wedding for the groom’s family, they are wary from inviting acquaintances from eras before, and plan only to invite close friends and relatives. Since I prefer an intimate Western dinner, their ideas mesh with mine, so I have no problems with fulfilling their reasonable requests.
The problem is my mom who initially chose to stay out from the planning process.
When it came to booking a venue, we had limited options. For one, we are booking a bit too late in the game, half a year away, so most venues are already full. Two, not a lot of non-hotel venues that is not named Gloria Maris and Century Park Seafood Restaurant (both of which are Chinese restaurants) can comfortably hold 500 guests.
So in the end, we only have two choices.
2) Blue Leaf Filipinas (Address: Belle Avenue, Aseana City, Paranaque / http://www.theblueleaf.com.ph/)
Despite the distance, Fernbrook is beautiful as you can see in the day and night photos:
There’s a nice fountain by the lobby and the reception area is beautiful, full of greenery and small waterfalls.
I kid you NOT. The photos is as beautiful as reality. There is also a quiet little man-made river and a gondola for picture taking opportunities. For sure, guests would gape and awe at the venue. It’s really that nice.
If you are interested in booking Fernbrook Gardens, you can contact the friendly Ms. King Flores (Tel: +63-917 862 4357, or landlines: 217 9968, 710 8545 or 710 8608). Her email is at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Wedding preparation is not as easy as everyone thinks as I’ve already listed down here. A lot of people focus on the happy day itself without realizing all the pain and drama that comes beforehand.
The first step of wedding preparation however is to first secure a date.
It’s harder than it looks, my friends.
Most families in the Philippines take a whopping ONE YEAR to plan their wedding because of the date.
And while I still think that it doesn’t take a monkey to plan a wedding (especially since in previous years, I have planned larger 2,000-people conferences overseas for a quarter of the allotted time), there are still several factors to consider.
For example, there’s not a lot of days available when you can get married.
Let’s do the math.
First, there are 365 days or 52 weeks in a year.
Of course, if you are any normal couple, you would honestly prefer getting married in a weekend because it’s the times when most of your guests will find it convenient to go to. There’s also less traffic in the Philippines on a weekend so you’d want everyone to be on time. That leaves your wedding date to fall on a Friday, Saturday or a Sunday when most of your guests are available. Overall, that’s just around 156 days left.
Now the Philippines only has two seasons — rainy and sunny.
March to May is our summer season while forget June to September where it incessantly rains and typhoons, literally putting a damper to your wedding. You’ve seen how bad typhoons in the Philippines can be. It kinda sucks if you’re in an archipelago encircled everywhere by bodies of water. Photos of massive destruction can be found here.
So after removing June till September, the only remaining perfect months to get married are from November till May.
That’s just only a smaller 6-month window. So half of 156 days, or 78 days left.
Out of the 78 days that are left, you’d then want to pick a date that doesn’t fall on a long holiday.
You see, like normal human beings, Filipinos pack their bags and families and take extra days off on long holidays. Of course, after working very hard, they’d like to take an easy vacation somewhere. Especially with the great offers from CashCashPinoy (See more travel deals here), traveling has now become a commodity and everyone’s flying off somewhere especially on long weekends.
So you’d want to shy away from Holy Week, or Christmas long weekends. Both weekends before and after that. Assume that’s around 18 days more or less, leaving you with only 60 days to choose from.
What’s more, in a season where people get married ALL THE TIME, you have to pick a date where nobody you know is getting married. It’s really rude to pick a date when you know a friend is getting married in. That’s like sabotaging their wedding because guests are forced to pick which weddings they’d go to.
Of course you don’t want that.
That’s why after securing a date, tell EVERYONE so nobody will steal your date anymore.
And to top it off, there’s actually only a limited number of acceptable perfect church and reception venues most Filipino-Chinese families look for. Filipino-Chinese is all about “face” and a child’s wedding is a perfectly acceptable venue to show off without being too obvious about it.
Specifically, if you are Filipino-Chinese, you’d have to worry about additional issues such as finding:
1. The correct “date” — Especially for the Fil-Chi community, one must consult with a feng shui master for the right date and time to get married. This is to increase your luck of a successful marriage, and the feng shui master takes you and your partner’s birthdates and times to compute your compatibility.
A friend of mine for example had to get married at 28 years old, and before 8 o’clock in the weekend, or suffer a lifetime or regret. So by 2am, the entire entourage were already doing their makeup. It was terrible.
This unfortunately is called “kua-dit” (to look at day) in Fookien, and must be followed especially if your grandparents are still alive. Only they can insist on this draconian practice and still get away with it.
2. The perfect venue — As I’ve explained earlier, for the richer Fil-Chis, your children’s wedding is a chance for you to show off. That’s why while ours at 500 people may seem big, others would go above 1,000 guests for a mere 1-day wedding.
A word of warning to the novice, there’s not a lot of venues that can accommodate 800-1,000 guests and seat them comfortably in an air-conditioned room. I’ve been calling wedding venues and while 300-400 pax is reasonable, anything over 450 pax is gigantic for many places. Unfortunately, having guests number 300 people is “too small” for many families. It hints that the family is poor so as not been able to invite that many guests.
So more guests there is. And understandably, there’s only a few places that can accommodate that many people.
It’s a joke amongst us young people. If you get married, you’d have to do it at the the Big 2 for their wedding:
a) Shangri-La EDSA, or
b) Shangri-La Makati.
Because they’re the most expensive hotel, charging more per table and hence show your family more face, and yes, they can handle 1,000 guests. Hahaha!
Unfortunately, the novelty wears off after the first wedding you’ve attended a few hundred weddings at Shangri-La. It came to a point that you’d already correctly guess what type of dishes they’ll serve at a Shangri-La wedding before they even serve it!
If you want to save on costs or want a more Chinese wedding, there’s always Century Park Seafood Restaurant, or Gloria Maris Greenhills. With a lot of little kiddies wanting to get married, you’d have to understand why everyone would have to stand in line to get the wedding venue they want!
3. The nicest Catholic church — If you’re Catholic, you’d want to have that nice church wedding where you slowly walk down the aisle and the choir sings a solemn song. The problem is, there’s not a lot of old-charmed churches to get married in the Philippines in whose dates had not been taken by someone else. Often times, there’s even a wedding going on per 2 hours on a weekend in a popular church!
I’m not Catholic but this is a list of Christian churches people in the Philippines get married in. Not a lot as you can see.
4. It’s a date both your parent/s and future in-laws would like — Everyone has the right time of getting married. For example, with my fiancee’s family, they’d hope that the date is right after my fiancee’s sister gives birth (she’s pregnant now), and the time when their son-in-law is in the country (he travels around). For my mom, the date should be a year after my dad’s passing.
Regardless, pinpointing a date that suits both parties can be difficult especially if one side is indecisive. This time, it’s my side so my mom has yet to sit down with the future in-laws to decide on a date (Big sigh).
So in conclusion, it’s not easy finding a wedding date for a couple wanting to get married here in the Philippines.
I for one have already been engaged for 3 weeks and nary a talk of wedding dates had already been made.
Still, we have to make a choice soon. My fiancee wants a non-hotel wedding and after making a few calls, there are only 2 venues left open on the dates we’re targeting to get married in.
Anyway, I’m praying for a smooth wedding prep.
I for one don’t want to arrange my wedding FOR THE ENTIRE YEAR. In my heart, I know you don’t need to take a whole freaking year to arrange everything!
It’s enough to make even the most rational of people go bananas.
Thankfully, from our initial talks, it seems that my future Christian in-laws are quite easy on the preparation. Their only requests is that we have a Christian ceremony, and the wedding should not be early in the morning (following feng shui). And since fiancee doesn’t want a conventional hotel wedding, that frees up several options.
Happy weekend everyone!
Most women dreamt about their wedding since they were young.
They’ve leafed through wedding magazines, pinned their favorite colors and motifs on Pinterest, and started random conversations with, “If I got married…”
No, not me.
Actually, the first time I’ve even dared buy my first wedding magazine – for research of course – was a week after fiancée proposed.
I was admittedly embarrassed and fiancée was gleeful. “You know, it’s okay to be excited about your own wedding,” he said. “As long of course you don’t turn into bridezilla.”
Then he paused and requested, “Please don’t turn into bridezilla.”
Wedding preparations not really all the happy fairy tale people dream about. As an events organizer, I know arranging a one-day event is a breeze.
“Just be decisive,” my friend from the US advised.
Unfortunately, a one day wedding where you hope you’d only have once (unless you’ve already separated and divorced” becomes complicated once other parties start coming into the midst. It’s also doubly complicated since it’s the groom’s family that is footing the bill and I don’t want to spend unnecessarily.
“Your mommy sounds unenthusiastic,” my future mother-in-law observed. “Maybe it’s because of the issues between you and your brother?”
“Oh no auntie, it’s just that she’s been busy,” I explained.
And she was — she just returned from a weeklong vacation from Ilo-Ilo and Cebu for a friend’s wedding.
Still, it’s a dark cloud that hangs on everyone’s head when everyone is happy you’re getting married except your brother. He doesn’t really like the fiancée as much, though I think it’s mostly because of unfortunate misunderstanding and circumstance.
Regardless, it’s a wedding and nobody wants to be a bad guy and rain on anyone’s parade.
So the good news is, people in the office is happy about our engagement. Finally, they’ve allowed to let their hair down a bit.
Two, we already have the invited number pegged at 500-550 people. This is a medium-sized wedding. A richer family would probably have double that number.
Three, fiancée had been mighty supportive and tries hard not to laugh at me while I navigate around the wedding preparation mess. He has been so far helpful and has helped me direct some details such as:
- Color motif would be white, light sunny yellow and gold accents
- My bridesmaids would be my two beautiful cousins and some best friends from overseas. My brothers girlfriend will NOT be part of the entourage.
- The venue would not be a hotel. We prefer it slightly whimsical and unique. Fiancée wants the Christian ceremony at the venue itself followed by a cocktail and sit-down dinner.
- Dinner would be plated and not buffet-style. Our caterer would be Chef Jessie, who also catered my future sister-in-law’s wedding
- We will have an engagement party. As to where and when, I’ll keep you posted
Anyway it’s been early days so we shall see. Till I have more details, I’ll let you all know.
Pls pray for a smooth wedding preparation! Happy happy joy joy!
When people ask me if I am sure about my boyfriend-now-fiancee, and why I said yes to his proposal despite the turmoil that’s happening internally within my family, my best answer is this.
This pair of hot pink/gray rubber shoes is by Adidas, and I remember buying this in a sports surplus building in Singapore.
When we arrived at the surplus building full of sports shoes and sports apparel/gear, I knew I was going to buy a pair. My old New Balance were of the thin air-ism kind, and I wanted something stronger and more for running.
As you would know, when it comes to shopping, I can be indecisive. I can try multiple styles all at once, but will start filtering between the styles I liked. This pair was one of the styles I liked. And whereas I tried different pairs, I kept on coming back to this style.
My brother then urged me to buy a different pair of shoes. I think it was a darker shade of gray. He said it looked good on me, and it’s uso (fashionable).
I tried this pair, and the pair that my brother recommended. Both my brother and my mom said I should buy the other one.
In the end, I stubbornly chose this pair. And paid for it at the cashier.
Months later, I am happy with my purchase. I use it every other day, Tuesdays and Thursdays, when I accompany my mom to the gym.
Finding the One for you is much like shoe buying.
There are too many opinions out there.
Everyone has an opinion.
It’s free anyway.
So if you ask people whether or not this person is really for you, some will say yes, while others will say no. If you open your ears to what they say, you can never really make a choice. Too many opinions can only be confusing.
Instead of being confused, I followed my own gut. I asked myself three questions:
- Does he make me happy?
- Can I see a future with this man? Is the future he paint something I myself want as well?
- Does he have the fear of God in his heart, and has the openness to know what is right or wrong?
The answer to all three is a solid, “Yes!”
That’s why when fiancee asked, I gave my affirmative.
Not because my parents or my brother totally love him, but rather because, in the deepness of my heart, I have faith that I am making the right decision. I knew if I followed my parent/brother’s advise, I wouldn’t really be 100% happy with the choice.
In the end, it had to be MY choice.
Because only when we make our own choices can we hold ourselves accountable. Whatever happens to us (boyfriend and I), I have nobody to blame or pat my back to but myself. Nobody forced me to make such decision. I made the decision. I lie on the bed I made.
So how did I know he’s the One for me?
Because he’s my choice.
It was during awarding, at the largest and most prestigious car show in the Philippines. My company’s car won third place, while his won second.
After receiving our prizes, he gave a short speech about how I was his inspiration and source of many good ideas, on how it’s been a pretty fast one year since we both got together.
Then, he dropped on his knees and asked, “Will you marry me?”
Everyone was shell shocked, especially my mother who was in front of the audience. Yes, the entire proposal was in front of a few hundred spectators cum strangers. It was truly a public spectacle.
After a pregnant 15-second pause, I said, “Yes…!”
Everyone, especially my entire family was shocked. They didn’t see that coming at all. My brother felt as if a bullet train hit his chest. I think he was more flustered than I was.
For me, I suspected that my boyfriend – now my fiancee – was up to something. For one, he made a big deal of attending the awarding ceremony, something he’s never really done before. If he could miss it, he would.
Two, the organizer even texted me that all participants are requested to attend the awarding. Usually, she’s too busy to do that.
And lastly, boyfriend’s hands were clammy that late afternoon. I think he was really nervous. As we went down the stairs from the awarding booth, I think he was even tearing up.
So there it is, the culmination of our one-year of togetherness. Today is our one year anniversary, and it seems that time, flew by so fast. So many things had happened — my MBA graduation, my dad’s death, the numerous power plays and fights amongst siblings, a few dramatic episodes from my boyfriend’s side, yadda yadda yadda.
When we first started this journey, Boyfriend did say, “Let’s date for a year and see how we handle it. At least, it gives us the chance to see how we are in different areas.”
And so we did. There were a few tough moments peppered with a lot of happy ones. There were good times and bad. I told him, “Gee, I’ve never had a year this bad…”
And yet we held on, still going strong after 12 months.
Honestly, I don’t really know where to start. I wasn’t really your typical child who planned her very own wedding. Everyone in my family is predisposed to staying single. And now, I’m getting married.
Yes, we’ll see how it goes, and I’ll be more than happy to share more of the ebbs and flows of wedding planning with you!
Have a good one!
My brother and I aren’t doing well.
We just came off from a testy episode where my brother already cursed me to the noon, with the exception of “SOB” since that would mean cursing his/our own mother.
As you can imagine, we are not yet in speaking terms.
I really don’t understand him. Over the last few weeks and months, he had been very paranoid, overly sensitive and quick to anger. Despite no concrete actions to prove his paranoia, my little brother thinks that my Boyfriend is out to get his business since they’re both in the same industry (although they do sell widely different products),
In the end, it was actually my brother who tried to import the same products as my Boyfriend is selling, and launching it to the local end-market.
This is kind of sad — he has crossed a business ethics line, choosing out of all the products out there, to compete head-on with my Boyfriend with a product that Boyfriend himself has launched in the Philippines. He did this almost 10 months after my Boyfriend launched his.
It’s always sad when siblings argue and fight. More so because when you were little, things used to be so untouched and innocent. Now, there’s a lot of hurt and cracks. Sometimes, I don’t even know how to solve it anymore.
What’s worse, I think my brother has it all wrong.
For one, Boyfriend is not out to get him. He thinks that my brother’s business model is widely different from his, and he despises the hassle of collecting from dealers. It’s also not very ethical, and I would break up with my Boyfriend if I ever found out he was doing something as despicable as this.
Two, despite all the pain he has put me through, I still do love my brother. There’s only the two of us, and I hate fighting. I think that despite harsh words, we can still kiss and make up.
And lastly, a lot of his fears are from his misunderstanding. My brother is just a very indirect, indecisive person whereas I am the complete opposite. If he thinks I don’t care, it’s more likely that I didn’t really understand the weight of it all.
Hope we can solve this issue. I don’t want any more heart aches.
A friend of mine got his girlfriend pregnant. According to her, it was a “Whoops!” moment.
“Yes, need to save up because the baby’s on the way,” he sheepishly said.
They have already been dating for 7 years.
The last time I talked to him a few months ago, he was enjoying the bachelor life. After taking over his brother’s business, he has managed to successfully step out his brother’s shadow. Many of his work are now winning awards, and he’s now starting to make a name for himself.
“I don’t want to get married yet,” he said. “So many things yet to do.”
Oh well, it’s a bit too late now.
Here in the Philippines, you usually marry the girl if you get her pregnant. A lot of marriages start out that way. Not the best reason to get hitched, but that’s the way love goes.
Whereas it is shameful to actually impregnate your girlfriend, it’s even more shameful if you don’t do right with her and marry her.
“Oh well, it’s about time anyway,” some people justified. “They have been dating for 7 years now. Matagal-tagal na din.”
“She’s nice naman e, and has been there for him since the beginning,” others would say. “Maybe it’s a sign from God. A blessing in disguise.”
My personal opinion?
NOBODY GETS PREGNANT BY ACCIDENT.
I have two theories. If you get pregnant, either:
- The girl is stupid who was born in the 1900s and don’t know anything about birth control, or
- It was intentional, and that makes her evil because she wants to trap the guy in a marriage. It’s not uncommon. In Taiwan, I know of some women who would intentionally take a pin and poke holes in the condom.
Look, if you do it, you know that there’s always a risk of pregnancy. If you don’t want to get pregnant, pick your poison: condoms, pills, the morning after pill, or abstinence. There’s a gazillion ways to prevent pregnancy IF you don’t want a kid.
If you don’t want to use pills or any sort of birth control because you’re a Christian/Catholic, then how about abstinence? You really don’t have to do it, or put yourself in a position to be tempted.
And what about being a Christian?
It’s bad enough that you’re doing it because the Bible had always been clear about its views in pre-marital sex. But to make it worse, you get caught doing it, and your baby is the direct result of that.
All through your life, people will look and say, “Oh, nabuntis siya kaya sila nagpakasal.” (They got married because she got pregnant).
And who would want that?
Marriage is all about choices. You choose to marry the person because of so-and-so reason. Marriage because of pregnancy is the worst reason to get married.
I stand firm in my conviction.
There are no accidental pregnancies.
Only the wise women (who want to trap a non-committal guy into a marriage) or careless ones (who are complete idiots).
Do you agree or disagree?
Irrefutable fact: My boyfriend has brought in a new category of products to the Philippines. Before he brought it in, that product was non-existent.
On a grand gesture, he offered my brother to be his official distributor last January, but my brother refused. Maybe it was disinterest or maybe he thought it wouldn’t chose, but my brother ignored his proposal and didn’t get back to Boyfriend.
Since then, Boyfriend has found his own dealers and distributors. The product, after marketing it at this year’s Manila International Autoshow, TransSport Show, and the upcoming Manila Autosalon, was a big hit. It was even awarded the Best Innovative Product for TransSport Show 2012.
10 months later, I just discovered my brother has imported 50 cans of the same product under a different name, and offering different colors. By all sense and purposes, everything else is the same product — The application, the use, and the market.
My brother tried to sell it at a small car show in Taytay, and via Facebook. He has demo-ed to his people at least a week before of the product features, and wants them to sell to his dealers.
I knew that my brother didn’t like my Boyfriend but why did he do that? Of all the accessories he could have done, he tried to copy Boyfriend’s idea (when Boyfriend was the one who introduced the product to him), and when he saw the market is ripe, tried to compete with Boyfriend?
“I haven’t imported (a container) yet. That was just to try,” he said defensively.
“Yes, but those cans didn’t just fly to the tables like that,” I countered.
He has no defense. At 28, my brother has become a shrewd businessman who puts money above family. Even though Boyfriend has done nothing but help him, my brother has tried time and time again to create fights like this.
It’s a hard truth to take — that my adorable brother is no longer as adorable.
From a business setting, it’s scary.
It means that he’s the type of person who will be your friend and partner, and if he sees that your product is good and profitable, will import the same under his own name without any consideration to who you are. He is willing to say, “Fuck this relationship,” if it meant more business.
Who can trust that type of businessman? If you have no business ethics, then what else do you have?
From a family scenario, it’s doubly scary.
My brother did this despite knowing that he will create unnecessary fights with me. We are all doing good already, and yet, he has chosen to throw the first stone and intentionally imported a product to compete with an existing product. Of all of his products, this is his baby.
He has also spoken rudely to my mother saying, “Don’t pressure me. I haven’t imported (a container) yet. And if you push me, I will.”
He is also willing to sacrifice his relationship with his only sister by doing so. At present, how can I be friendly to him when he has intentionally tried to backstab me? Mostly because he sneakily imported the products to try and sell.
My brother has cried, and is confused. He feels bad about this, but refuses to admit that what he did.
That’s the scariest type of person.
The person who is closed minded and refuses to see reason, who doesn’t want to see other’s people’s view and admit he is wrong. The person who knows what he did is wrong and still continues to do so.
And has no qualms cutting ties with his sister.
I don’t know. Understandably, I am very upset. And may be not thinking clearly. But I think this is more due to the admittance that my brother has been a jerk, and while other people can be, knowing that my one and only little brother is one is a hard pill to swallow.
I worry about things most women do not worry about.
For one, I worry about money and income, and how to become financially independent. When I think about salary, I think about how your compensation is worth the time and effort spent into an activity. I think about how long I can stay doing that particular job and if long-term wise, it is of any use for me. Hefty salaries don’t really impress me that much, but how the job would work in my long-term goals do, and I am willing to work for cheap(er) if the job can teach me something, or can be a stepping stone for something long-term.
When I look at a property, I think about association dues, yields and how much rent or selling price per sqm. I look at who their previous tenant was, and how much rental can the surrounding areas be. I wonder how lucky or unlocky that property can be, and how you can make more money out of the property — even if I’m as poor as a mouse and don’t have any resources to develop one.
When I look at the person, I look at their eyes, to see how fast their eyes dart around, and how smart their answers can be especially when I throw them question after question in rapid-fire sequence. I observe how well traveled they are, and if they think the world is bigger than what we usually encounter after we wake up, eat then go to work. I like to work and chat with smart people. If your English is kind of poor, and if you’re left with uhms and ahs, that’s not a good sign and I quickly get bored.
When I go to the restaurant, I look at the ambiance, quality of food and service. But at the same time, I cannot help but wonder how much their rent is, on how much their overhead can be and whether the restaurant can make money, and how.
I worry about my livelihood and what business I can do in the future. It bothers me a lot that I don’t have a business I can call my own yet, and I worry that if I don’t build one soon, I would be left behind. Sure, it’s a me issue and nobody’s pressuring me to make more money (because I don’t), but still, I hope I can build one soon so I won’t worry too much.
I worry about whether a guy thinks I’m attractive and whether he feels I am interesting or not. I get a bit worried about crossing the line, and ensure I don’t give guys false hopes.
I worry about aging and looking good. And I worry about looking like an old aunt if ever I have children, if even I have any.
What do I not worry about?
I don’t worry about the trivial things.
Or dream about my wedding day. While I do know I hate the bridal march and want Pachebel Canon, I am resigned to my fate of actually being single for the rest of my life if that is what God wills it. I know I hate Chinese and prefer to have a sit-down dinner instead of a buffet, but that’s about planning I’ve done so far vs. other women who’s been dreaming about their wedding day since they could talk.
I don’t worry about not having close friends. I am okay with meeting my good friends once in a while, chatting and catching up with them, but I don’t mind if the next time they see me, or I see them is 6 months later. For me, friendships are forever and people are busy, and if they don’t return your call immediately, that’s fine. It’s not the end of the world.
I don’t really worry about being liked by everyone. I can say I am a bit of a polarizing spirit and that’s okay with me. As long as I am true to myself and I hurt no one, then it’s all good.
Fortunately and God willing I don’t really worry about my relationship with Boyfriend even though this year had been full of ups and downs. I’ve always believed that a woman should be with someone who treats her well and makes her happy. He does in both aspects, so yeah, on we go!
So in summary…
I am different, and I thank God for that. I am uniquely made — full of quirks and all. I know I am not perfect and I’ve made my fair share of mistakes but if I died tomorrow, I wouldn’t regret anything.
I’m different and so are you! Let us all celebrate our differences together!
It’s a bit of a pity regarding Yoogane, the Korean cook-yourself restaurant at Il Terrazo Mall in Tomas Morato.
For one, compared to its more crowded Banapple counterpart at the second floor, Yoogane was not full.
This is a pity considering that the restaurant was both spacious and cheerful. The tables were large and each four-person table had a large cooking area. I especially loved how they decorated their brick walls with colorful cartoon-ish stickers. They made me feel more youthful and adventurous.
Ambiance wise, the place screamed casual dining, and their prices of around Php 200-400 reflect that. This is a place where you would take your boyfriend/girlfriend of a few months or your family, not your first date.
AS FOR THE FOOD… WHAT DO WE THINK OF IT?
First up, the appetizers.
How can you say anything bad about free appetizers?!
Teasing aside, I liked it a lot. For a party of three, we were given six (6) appetizers to share — bean sprouts, the sweet dilis, boiled small potatoes, white pickles, traditional kimchi, and cabbage with salad dressing — with free refills! Now, that’s a great deal.
We loved everything.
Boyfriend LOVED the dilis and bean sprouts, which were fresh and sweet as if they were newly bought from the market. Mom finished the simple cabbage salad, while I devoured the kimchi and the boiled small potatoes. The small boiled potatoes were my favorite: they were just of the right crunchiness and was dipped in sweet sauce. We couldn’t help but ask for refills (Sorry, Yoogane!).
Meanwhile, we ordered only two dishes to share — the Yoogane’s Chicken Galbi Fried Rice (Php 245 + Php 80 mozzarella cheese) and the Beef Bulgogi (Php 260). We also ordered a pitcher of Iced Tea (Php 100) which was served cold in a silver container.
I think the Galbi Fried Rice was based on Dak Galbi, a South Korean dish cooked by stir-frying marinated diced chicken in Korean chili pepper paste, sliced cabbage, sweet potato, scallions, onions and tteok (rice cake) together on a hot plate. (Source: Wikipedia). Just add rice and waaaalaaaah! You have our dish.
Don’t be too fooled by the reddish color though. This dish is actually not that hot, in fact, I wish they could have added more Korean hot sauce to add more flavor and zest to it.
Nonetheless, it was pretty delicious. Maybe it was the novelty of eating fried rice with cheese on it, or the fact that the marinated chicken was soft and tender, but our fried rice was something different, and I would recommend anyone who visits Yoogane to order it!
Again, let me warn you to not expect an orgasmic blow-your-mind type of fried rice (the rice will taste just exactly how you’ll imagine it… with cheese added), but the fact that the server comes to cook it in front of you as you wait is still an experience by itself, and should be one of the reasons why you should come and eat at Yoogane.
What’s more, though it needed a bit more taste (maybe some more salt and cracked pepper), the fried rice was still a great complement to our Beef Bulgogi (Php 260.00), which was just-the-right-amount-of-flavorful. It was soft, sweet Pinang-ulam na namin yung Bulgogi.
We finished our meal within 10 minutes. They even gave us each a small Yakult bottle to finish the meal.
Overall, I would strongly suggest for everyone to give Yoogane a try. It won’t be your favorite restaurant, but it’s a place that’s good to visit at least once or twice given how novel some of its dishes were, how convenient the place is (walk-ins welcome!), and how reasonably priced its dishes were.
Service was relatively okay, though we have to wave our hands a bit for service.
Regardless, at only less than Php 700 for all three of us, who can complain? And I’m sure we will be back at least one more time for more cheesy goodness!
G/F IL Terrazzo Mall, 305 Tomas Morato Ave. cor Sct. Madriñan St., Laging Handa, Quezon City, Tomas Morato
Tel: 966 2348
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Cost of Meal: Php 250/pax
Boyfriend and I went to the Top Gear Philippines party last night at Prive in Fort Bonifacio. Everything who’s a who’s who in the car industry was there.
After the party, Boyfriend took me home.
And of course, after an awesome party, what do couples usually do?
Answer, they park the car in a dark spot somewhere, and start wildly making out. Clothes will be flying off, hands will go to where it shouldn’t go, and yes, you will be in a compromising position.
Which we in some ways did.
We parked the car in a dark spot close to where I lived.
Turned off the engine.
Proceeded to pull back our seats for a more comfortable position.
For comfort sake, I propped my feet up the dashboard, still with my white heels on.
We both got comfortable…
And then we started talking.
We talked about the party, on who were there, and our friends.
We talked about his shop, and our upcoming trip.
We talked about a prospective business together.
I think we talked for about twenty minutes, when the cops suddenly pulled over. Out came three nicely looking cops with flashlights.
In the Philippines, if you get caught with your pants down, you will be charged with indecent exposure. According to Wikipedia, Indecent Exposure is “the deliberate exposure in public or in view of the general public by a person of a portion or portions of his or her body, in circumstances where the exposure is contrary to local moral or other standards of appropriate behavior.”
More information about this crime here.
Fortunately, because of our purity agreement, Boyfriend and I were caught fully clothed, merely talking, with my legs propped up the dashboard. You cannot imagine our relief for being caught with our pants and skirts on.
“It’s okay officer, we were just talking,” we said as we waved them over.
Closer came the three officers, each with their flashlights.
“Put up your shirt,” one officer said as he flashed his light to the direction of Boyfriend’s pants.
Boyfriend puts up his shirt.
He still has his belt on.
Problem abated with smiles.
The officers tell us to just move our car since our neighbor has already reported us.
Boyfriend takes me home, kisses me goodbye and I go in.
I think these are one of the days when God’s grace truly shines. When we signed the purity agreement last August, Boyfriend and I embarked in a difficult journey to keep ourselves pure until the day of our honeymoon, if ever we reach that point.
So far, it hasn’t been easy. Anyway, people have needs right? And nobody believes us that we can keep pure, the same way that nobody believes we can stop drinking alcohol. Hence, the large intake of super sweet iced tea at last night’s party.
And yet, despite a few hiccups, in God’s grace, we have managed it.
And in nights like these when there’s three police guys flash their lights at you trying to catch you with your underwear off, it’s great when you’re actually just talking. It’s not uncommon for people getting caught for lewd behavior trying to bribe the police with at least Php 1,000 each, or having their parents called to the police station as your heads hang in shame.
Oh well, it’s great we don’t have to be in that situation, praise God!
Anyway, hope that you are all doing well. Have a great week ahead!
Yesterday, Boyfriend and I had an argument.
Basically, the context was that two of my friends got engaged after only two months of dating. I pointed out to Boyfriend that I was jealous that my friends’ respective boyfriends were so sure of their feelings for the women that they could not help but pop the question.
Of course, given that marriage is for the rest of your life, it was amazing that these guys would want to be that committed after knowing the women after a mere two months of dating. Hence, it was either these guys were:
- Super crazy that they’d take that big of a risk, or
- Very desperate that they tend to cling on these women and snapping them up before anybody does, or
- These women are so perfect and wonderful that these guys think that “Yes, these women are the one!” almost immediately after dating exclusively.
Since these men seemed sane and secure about themselves, I hypothesized that maybe it was because these women were so great (and they were!), that these men snapped them up before they even had the chance to think.
Boyfriend took this the wrong way.
He felt that I was cornering him and unfairly comparing him to these men, especially since we’ve been dating for almost a year.
“It is impossible to turn back time!” he said. Back when we were dating for only two to three months, it really didn’t seem it was the right time to propose. To top it off, my dad was in and out of the hospital then, and passed away very soon after.
Actually, what I was just looking for was some reassurance — Reassurance that he loves me (he does), that I am valued (I am), and that he was serious (he is).
Instead of attacking him for what he did not do, me telling him those stories was me telling him that I as well was a woman, and that women do compare, and yes I was being unreasonably insecure, but yes, I do have these moments at times, and yes, he would have to just take me in his arms and reassure me.
Because yes, women do have these bouts of insecurity. And yes, I still do hold that when we become insecure, men must comfort. Or risk facing the wrath of an insecure woman which happened yesterday because Boyfriend became instantly defensive and refused to listen to what I really needed!
I think in many arguments, people have a tendency to react very quickly and defend themselves.
Enough with the defense mechanism, people!
What could’ve easily allayed my insecurities was a simple, “Honey, what do you mean by that?” followed by a simple smile and comforting hug.
Women do yak yak yak on. And we always believe in our minds, we have a point.
It’s a losing battle to argue with us. We can always out-speak, out-nag, and out-reason you. We would not be arguing otherwise if we felt we had a losing case.
So instead of arguing, try to understand us first.
STOP. LISTEN. UNDERSTAND.
In the end, after an hour or two of argument, we finally came to a consensus.
- No, I was not attacking him. Though yes, I was being unfair.
- That yes, it was not right for me to compare myself to other women when I am clear that I was valued and loved.
- But I was not incorrect for asking for some reassurance and some love. It was my right as a girlfriend.
- And I was not incorrect to be hurt when I did not get this reassurance. If my fears were properly allayed, there wouldn’t really be an issue would it?
- So in the future, Boyfriend just has to listen to what point I am driving. Usually, I do have a point, and yes, there are some specific things I am asking for.
- I do have to be super clear though and try to explain. Which I did after some time.
- And yes, that when you fight, you need to remember to resolve it and bring it back to love, which we did.
Wah, relationships can be tiring.
Yet it can be totally rewarding as well.
Hope everyone’s having a great week ahead!
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I’ve been wanting to visit Thaipan ever since I’ve seen the yummy-looking food pictures our Christian cellgroup leader posted when he celebrated his anniversary dinner there. Good thing, my post-birthday celebration provided an excuse!
The place was relatively easy to find. From E. Rodriguez Avenue, just turn right to Tomas Morato, and then right again on the corner of Starbucks and California Berry in front of BPI Bank. The restaurant is right beside Bagoong Club with parking just by the street side.
WHAT DO WE THINK OF THE AMBIANCE?
We love the ambiance!
The place looked a lot more spacious through the smart use of floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and the interior was clean, elegant and classy. It didn’t look very Thai, but it was still welcoming and is a great place to hold casual dinners, romantic dates, or corporate events. There are a few private rooms available for a small consumable fee, well worth the extra privacy.
There are two floors available, and we ate at the second level. As you can see, the decor was light and breezy, and we felt at home immediately.
WHAT DO WE THINK OF THE FOOD?
For appetizers, we ordered the Mieng Kham (Php 170.00 for 6 pcs.), a traditional Thai appetizer of fresh spices and roasted grated coconut served on betel leaves with palm sugar sauce. It was kinda cool.
The taste was refreshing as if the betel leaves were just plucked out before serving. The palm sugar sauce tasted more like sweet tamarind which was nice, and there was enough coarse textures thanks to the grated coconut and maybe even nuts to give it that special crunch. The leaves rolled up were perfect. They weren’t soggy, and they were more than enough for the two of us. It’s an appetizer that’s something different from the norm, and it’s a great way to start your meal.
Meanwhile, for our mains, we ordered the Item Poo Nim Phad Prig Thai Dam (Php 395.00) or soft shell crab with black pepper sauce and the Phanaeng Neur Yang (Php 375.00), or U.S. Beef tenderloin in fragrant phanaeng curry.
Now, the soft shell crab entree was a WINNER. You should definitely order this if you’re in Thaipan!
The crab meat was both tender and tasty at the same time. There was a bit of chili (we asked for a mild spicy dish), but there was also an extra level of sweetness that gives you that extra kick. It’s not one of those blah black pepper sauces you’ll eat at most Asian restaurants. We especially loved it that they added in a bit of red pepper and onion (we love onion!) as a complement. It’s eaten best with fragrant white rice (Php 50.00/cup), and boyfriend and I had more than our usual share.
Meanwhile, the beef curry dish was great, but not really that remarkable. After an amazing Mieng Kham and Soft Shell Crab servings, the beef curry was a bit of a letdown.
The meat was medium thick and a bit tough. US beef tenderloin is supposed to be a lot more tender. The eggplant was nice but a bit soggy. They were also sliced too thinly. And the curry sauce, it was of a nice consistency — definitely way better than Basil’s version, but it’s still nothing to crow loudly about.
In the end, I wish the sauce was a little bit creamier and richer. It already was, but it’s still nothing compared to other good casual Thai restaurants out there.
Thaipan is a terrific venue for lunch/dinner, to meet up with friends or with colleagues and clients. The interior impresses, and the food is consistently delicious. I guess, given my more scathing review of the curry, it’s just that everything else works so my expectation for all dishes were higher too, and the beef curry just didn’t match up with the other dishes.
The only let down was perhaps the service.
Though the waiters were nicely dressed in white shirts and black pants, most of them could not be seen. The restaurant doesn’t have a button to call on service, and we had to resort to constantly waving our hands to try to get our waiters’ attention when it was time to order, to refill our water glasses, and to ask for more rice. It was so unbecoming of us given the restaurant’s ambiance but that’s how bad the service was. It was either we wait to be served and go hungry, or be uncouth and be fed. We chose the latter.
Despite the service, we will definitely come back to Thai Pan over and over. It’s just that type of restaurant. Anyway, service can be improved, and the food’s yummy-ness outweighed all other negative impressions. We’d also love to try the other dishes. Overall, a great place for a great date.
120, Scout Dr. Lazcano Street, Laging Handa, Quezon City
Tel: (02) 352-4926
It’s that time of the year again where I celebrate yet another birthday. Honestly, I feel I’m growing old way too fast and find myself trying to hold on desperately to my youth. I mean, where the heck did my 20s gone? They seem to zip by so fast!
Regardless, it’s been a fruitful and interesting year for me, more so because there were so many changes that happened. For example, the biggest ones were:
- Getting a boyfriend in November 2012. 1 year and a month after Trader and I broke up (4 months of which I cried myself regularly), Boyfriend and I got together. It was November 21st when finally, I admitted I had feelings for him as well. So far, it’s been a wild adventure with many ups and few downs, but Boyfriend has become such a big part of my life that I start wondering how life would be quite empty without him. Our love story is best told by Boyfriend here.
- Dad passing away in February 2013. Dad was diagnosed with liver cancer in September, and passed away less than 6 months later. It was so very fast. Being in the hospital, sleeping beside him and holding his hand, and then him passing away! Though we all tried to be practical about it, I still very much miss him.
- Spending more time with mom on 2013. With my dad gone, we’ve been spending a lot of time with mommy. Back when dad was alive, mom was always with dad. Day in and day out, they built their lives and family together, only separating in death. Today, I spend lots of time with my mom, exercising and doing yoga 4x a week, watching movies and having dinner together. It’s been such a joy!
There were a few pains and disappointments that happened. For one, my brother disapproved of my choice of boyfriends and somehow made life and work more difficult for me as documented here.
There were also a few challenges that tested our relationship, but we’re still going strong and happy so guess God was looking out for us.
And lastly, I had a few successes at work. From a company nobody knew, at the very least, people are already seeking our company actively. It’s great. Unfortunately, given the difficulties with working with brother, am taking a step back and working with mom instead. Not a bad move indeed.
Anyway, enough with the summaries. As per tradition, here are the Q&As:
1) What have you done when you were 32 that you’ve never done before?
- Go to Zhangjiajie (March 2013) and saw the Avatar mountains come alive.
- Went to Guangzhou in the hopes of finding a new business. Came back empty-handed but full of respect for the enterprising Mainland Chinese who come up with EVERYTHING.
- We also participated in two car shows, both of which I’ve actively organized. There was the Manila International Auto Show in World Trade Center last May, and the Transport Show at SMX last June. Both booths and events had proven to be quite popular, and our Baby Beetle was a head-turner, winning second place in its category.
- Dated one guy and had a relatively smooth and enjoyable relationship. We spent everyday together, and even underwent pre-marital, pre-engagement counseling. Now, that was a first!
- Tried out yoga with my mom. Now we go twice a week!
2) Did anyone close to you give birth?
- Hmmmm… not really, though a lot of my friends and classmates are already in their 2nd kid!
3) Did anyone close to you die?
- My dad. I still miss him.
4) What countries did you visit?
- Xiamen with my dad where we spent our last Christmas/New Year’s together. Boy I have so many regrets from that trip. I didn’t know that dad wouldn’t be with us by February. I miss him a lot.
- Zhangjiajie in March,Guangzhou a few months after.
- Singapore in August for a short trip to renew our relationship. It was a nice 5 days with just my mom and my brother.
5) What would you like to have when you’re 33 that you lacked when you were 32?
- A lot more luck I guess. I think that my year of 32, I lost a lot of people. My dad, who I still miss, and in a way, my brother, whom I didn’t really understand much of. I think my dad’s death really impacted us all, and we didn’t really know how to handle the hole my domineering and demanding dad left after he passed away. It changed the family dynamic losing someone with that big of a presence and personality in our lives.
I’d like to have the good relationship with my brother back.
6) What date this year will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
- November 21, 2012: when Boyfriend and I formally got together.
- February 2, 2013: when dad passed away. He was buried in February 9.
7) What was your biggest achievement of the year?
- Participating in two of the Philippine largest car shows, and coming up with booths that substantially increased our company profile, and customer awareness of our products! Our car even won second place in its category, and we organized our part of the show a mere 4 months prior. Haha, and I don’t even drive!
- Oh, and I finished my MBA degree. The graduation was last November 2012! I still miss HK and my friends there.
8 ) What was your biggest failure?
- That I couldn’t retain a good relationship with my brother while working together with him. It pains me a lot to this day. We used to be super close. I hope we can solve this issue especially since I’ve already moved away from working very closely with him in his company, and is now helping my mom.
- That I didn’t know how short a time my dad had, and I could have savored my time together with him a little bit more.
9) Did you suffer illness or injury?
- Not really, maybe just a lot of back ache due to stress.
10) What was the best thing you bought?
- After months of deliberation, I finally bought myself a Black, Medium Chanel 2.55 in caviar and with gold hardware, justifying it was an MBA graduation gift (yeah right). Up till today, it’s still one of my prized possessions, and I’ve made good use of it during cocktail and evening parties.
- Oh and a Nespresso machine. Got it cheaper from HK and I’ve never looked back. Nespresso offers consistent, flavorful coffee that does NOT disappoint. It’s definitely a lifesaver given the limited availability of good coffee that packs a punch.
11) Whose behavior merited celebration?
- Boyfriend: for being able to spend time with me daily, and not getting sick of me yet.
- My mom: for staying strong despite the many ups and downs this year.
12) Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
- My brother: there are still many things that he did that I don’t understand. I feel at times he is a bit torn, and he doesn’t really understand why he does what he did. I wish he can be a lot more open, a lot more forgiving, and a lot happier.
- His girlfriend: for still not getting to work on time. Oh well, but she is improving!
13) Where did most of your money go?
- Starbucks coffee: that’s my happy place. When I’m away from my Nespresso, Starbucks sufficed.
- Shopping: I still love to buy dresses, shoes and bags. Hey, I’m a girl!
14) What did you get really, really, really excited about?
- My boyfriend and the future! What sort of business can I come up with in the future?!
15) What song will always remind you of this year?
- Psy, “Gangnam Style” and “Gentleman”
- David Guetta, “Titanium”
- Miley Cyrus, “Wrecking Ball”
16) Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? Happier with my boyfriend and mom. Sadder everywhere else.
ii. thinner or fatter? Oh gosh, fatter.
iii. richer or poorer? A LOT poorer. The Philippines salary is a joke.
17) What do you wish you’d done more of?
- Spent more time with dad when he was alive.
- I wonder if there was anything I could do at work that would’ve made my relationship with my brother better.
18) What do you wish you’d done less of?
- Fought with my brother over useless things. In the end, I still value my relationship with my brother instead of anything else.
19) How will you be spending Christmas?
- Hopefully abroad. Haha!
20) Did you fall in love between October 2012 to October 2013?
21) How many one-night stands?
- Uhhh none, I was in a committed monogamous relationship.
22) What was your favorite TV program?
- I really liked Suits and The Bitch in Apartment 23. Didn’t really have that much time to watch TV although Boyfriend and I are currently watching American Horror Story: Asylum. Creepy max.
23) Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
- Yes, let’s keep it at that.
24) What was the best book you read?
- I liked Games of Thrones though haven’t finished all five. I also liked Tim Gunn’s book, “ Gunn’s Golden Rules: Life’s Little Lessons for Making It Work“
25) What was your greatest musical discovery?
- Piano Guys, we watched them when they came to the Philippines. Here’s their take on Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep.“
- Revisited Daft Punk. Their “Get Lucky” was amaze-balls.
- Pentatonix, they were discovered in a talent show. Here’s their take on “Radioactive.”
- KurtHugoSchneider, their take on Adele’s “Skyfall” tore into my heart.
26) What did you want and got?
- The Chanel 2.55 bag. Haha! Then again, that was my choice anyway.
- A loving relationship
27) What was your favorite film of this year?
- “Pacific Rim” I loved the imagination and effort that went into this film. Although it starred a bunch of nobodies, Pacific Rim broke movie making barriers in my own opinion.
28) How did you celebrate your birthday?
- On the 15th, I went out with two of my best friends from high school. We had dinner at SM North EDSA, and then had coffee at Starbucks.
- On the 16th, my family took me to Sakura in Makati where we had the best beef teppanyaki!
- On the 17th, boyfriend took me to Enchanted Kingdom. The Lord was good as it didn’t rain! We afterwards spent the evening eating Subway, and watching American Horror Story.
29) What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
- A good relationship with my brother.
30) How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?
- Still the same, lots of skirts and dresses, interspersed with pants and shorts. Because of my dad’s passing, I removed all bright colors and anything that was yellow, orange, red, or pink. Most of the stuff I wore were white, black or blue.
31) What kept you sane?
- My boyfriend and my mom.
35) Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
- Miley Cyrus, it’s great how she’s managed to be the most talked about polarizing celebrity in just a few months. She did what most people only talked about but never dared doing.
36) What political issue stirred you the most?
- The gross stupidity of the US’ Tea Party. What the hell were they thinking putting the global financial markets on hostage by threatening NOT to raise the debt ceiling?!
37) Who did you miss?
- My dad, hands down.
38) Who was the best new person you met?
- My Auntie Baby, whom we rediscovered. She offered her place for us to do our gym and yoga.
39) Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned between October 2012 to October 2013:
- That wealth is unimportant if it’s at the risk of losing your good relationship with loved ones.
- Don’t sweat the small stuff and be too greedy about money. Think big picture, please.
- That all problems can be handled calmly through a soft voice and lots of explanation. Sometimes, we have a tendency to balloon things up and not hearing the other side. We could basically solve a lot of problems by listening first and talking later.
- That you have to be detail-oriented. You can get away with carelessness at times, but not all the time.
- You really have to trust God in His ultimate wisdom. Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
40) Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Have a great week ahead everyone!
I’m a Libra, with my birthday coming up next week.
Among the zodiac, Libras are known to be fun, playful and slightly flirtatious. We like to pretty ourselves a lot, and if unaware, you can always catch us checking ourselves out in the mirror.
I know, we are quite the narcissists.
Personally, I think I have so far taken good care of myself. I look around 5 years younger my actual age, still maintain a svelte figure thanks to limited rice and twice weekly gym and yoga regimen. I still do enjoy it when guys do check me out. I don’t think it’s a threat, and instead see it as a form of flattery.
I’ve always been this way.
When I was in Taipei, I’d wear my nicest outfits and dance the night away atop the bar at Carnegie’s. I loved going to Plush and Room 18, both the go-to places to be in then. If men talked to me, I would of course reply. No point to act rude or snobbish to someone who’s gathered up their courage to talk to you.
Don’t get me wrong though, I am fiercely loyal.
I’d like to think my love of attention bears from a healthy sense of security and confidence. If you look good, why not flaunt it? If you don’t look that great, well, do something about it.
However, that doesn’t mean I cheat or sleep around, despite some offers here and there.
And whereas I may find the opposite sex attractive while in and out of a loving relationship, I do not veer away if I am in a loving relationship. As they say, I can always look, appreciate but don’t touch.
I remember when I was still dating ex-trader, I’ve only been tempted ONCE.
My MBA friends and I were in a chartered boat for a weekend get-away. We went out for some snorkeling, ate and had fun at the boat, took tons of pictures.
A classmate of mine brought his cousin, an out-of-town doctor who was in Hong Kong just for the holidays. He was somewhat tall, Asian, and in my opinion, quite handsome.
From the moment he saw me, he zeroed on to me. Everywhere I was, he was there.
Even if I was talking to other people, he would be right there by the side listening in. When we went snorkeling, he was always by my side. Obviously, it was clear that he was interested in me. And of course, I found that attention flattering.
What I didn’t mention though was that our sexual tension was quite thick. As if at any moment, if you had nary a care in the world, you could consider making out with him right then and there.
When we got back to the dorm, I bid my adieus, went back to my room, and pretty much stayed there. I lay on my bed, called up Trader and said my goodbyes, and tried to control myself (aka behaved) until the next day.
I felt a rush of relief when I heard Trader’s voice, as if he was the one to wake me up from my drunken stupor. A part of me regretted the opportunity cost of not taking advantage of the yummy situation, but an even significant part of me said this was not right. That this was not fair to my boyfriend, and following the golden rule, I wouldn’t want the same to happen to me as well if the roles were reverse.
Karma can and will always be a bitch.
The doctor cousin was already gone in the morning.
As I look back in the experience, I cannot help but wonder what it would’ve been like to at least make out with cousin doctor. Curiosity killed the cat, but this is the truth.
However, I’m glad I didn’t – I stayed true to my relationship despite the temptation I faced.
There will always be people you may feel undeniably attracted to. Maybe it’s how they look, they move or they dress, you are invariably drawn to them. That’s chemistry.
But when faced with a choice, you can either embrace that temptation or run away from it.
The choice comes down very simply: How much do you love your mate?
My early gauge on what to do is: If you got caught, can you bear to lose him/her?
If you don’t mind losing him/her, then go ahead. Live life to the fullest. Enjoy.
But if you love him, you wouldn’t want to hurt him or lose him. You can’t have your cake and eat it too. Personally, I wouldn’t want to sabotage my relationship just to sate my curiosity. It’s not fair to my partner, and I love him to death.
So there we go. Yes, it’s okay to find an opposite sex interesting while in a relationship. We are human after all. However, you still have a choice on whether to partake of that temptation or not.
I choose NOT to.
How about you?
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I’m the opposite of passive aggressive.
By definition according to Urban Dictionary, Passive Aggressiveness is “a defense mechanism that allows people who aren’t comfortable of being openly aggressive to still get what they want under the guise of still trying to please others. They want their way, but they also want everyone to still like them.”
Personally, I define is when a person is upset with something because something didn’t happen his/her way but refuses to be direct about it. Instead, his/her anger and resentment manifests in a different manner later on.
Jane: It’s time to go, we really should get going now.Passive Aggressive Ann: Oh…okay. I just…well okay, I GUESS we can leave now.
Jane: Ann, do you want to stay? Is that what you’re trying to get at?
Passive Aggressive Ann: Huh? Oh no, we can leave if YOU want. I just didn’t get to do everything I wanted to do yet, but no no, we can go I guess.
Jane: God dammit Ann! Fine, we’ll stay, are you happy?
Passive Aggressive Ann: Oh okay! Yeah! That sounds great too!
As you can say, Ann got what she wanted without uncomfortably asking for it. Unfortunately people get increasingly frustrated with passive aggressiveness. It festers and grows until one day, it simply blows up.
Personally, I’m a more direct person.
Just yesterday, I told boyfriend that I’m experiencing PMS (pre-menstrual syndrome) and found myself to be extra emotional, slightly more irritable and very very sensitive.
“Uhhhh, you told me that PMS is a myth right?” he asked.
“Yes, but I’m TELLING you, I’m having a higher level of estrogen than usual,” I told him. “Hence, I AM at the moment very sensitive. So you have to treat me more gently and more loving than usual in the next few days, or I’ll bite your head off.”
“Anyway, just warning you,” I added. “At least you know.”
And it was quite true.
On top of all the issues we’re juggling right now, we had one of our arguments once again this morning.
My mom told me earlier that Boyfriend said something insensitive last night, which I’ve communicated to boyfriend today. Of course, given that I’m telling him something he didn’t want to hear, he proceeded to shoot the messenger.
“Why are you angry at me for?” I said. “I only tell you these things because I care about you. If I didn’t, I won’t care.”
I then told him that I felt that these days we were drifting apart, and if he doesn’t remedy it soon, it will only get worse.
“Look, everything else, am sure it’ll blow away either through time, or by solution.” I said. “But with us, if we don’t fix us now, it’ll only get worse until it explodes.”
Unlike other couples, I’ve always believed in getting down to the root of the problem and finding a solution to something fast. If you let issues fester without any quick resolution, the issue will reach a point of no-return. When problems happen, try to snip it in the bud as fast as you can.
“I think we need to get back to love. Get back to us,” I replied. “Because I’m not feeling much love coming from you lately.”
“So how do you expect us to do that?” he asked. That’s a valid statement given that generics usually don’t work. One must be specific to make changes.
“I want you to be sweeter to me,” I said. “Touch me more, speak to me more gently. You’re starting to treat me like your employee, and I don’t like that. I’m your girlfriend and I want to be treated accordingly.”
The problem of us has only been a few days old.
But its ugly head has been popping every now and then. I am not very happy with Boyfriend these days, and his defensive, negative and insensitive (to my feelings) nature the last few times has not been helpful.
Given this, I’d like to nip this behavior in the butt. “It’s my responsibility to tell you there’s a problem,” I told him. “How you want to react, and what you’re going to do about it is yours.”
I’ve already said my piece.
It’s now up to him to see whether I’m worth the changes or not.
I’m sure you know who Tim Gunn is. He’s one of Project Runway’s mentors and co-hosts beside Heidi Klum, and was one of the faculty of the Parsons School of Design from 1982 to 2007, chairing its fashion design department at some point. He later joined Liz Claiborne as Chief Creative Officer.
Surprisingly, I came about his book, Gunn’s Golden Rules: Life’s Little Lessons for Making It Work. The book for some reason cost only a mere Php 95.00, so I thought what the hell. Why not?
Boyfriend and I were veering towards fashion anyway, so thought it may be good to get another fashion man’s perspective.
Imagine my surprise when I found the book to be actually less about fashion, and more about social graces!
I was of course expecting to find out which fabrics can be paired with which accessories, or some ditsy fashion to-do lists most fashion authors spew out. Hence, I was quite surprised of the book’s contents where Tim speaks most about his less-prestigious upbringing, his journey of hard work to get where he is, and how he conducts his life on a day to day basis!
Since my impression of him at Project Runway was as a well-dressed snot who seemed a bit too much of a know-it-all (he is a mentor after all), I was quite surprised to find out that he’s super down-to-earth (or so he says), and how he believes NICENESS is one of the keys to success!
A lot of people credit hard work, intelligence, talent, or a lucky break for their success. Not a lot of people acknowledge that being nice is also a factor. In fact, people insist that as you climb up the pecking order, one has to stifle our niceness so as not to be seen as weak, or being taken advantage of.
However, Gunn — and I 1000% agree with him on this — sees it the other way.
“I believe that treating other people well is a lost art,” he shares as he cites other fashion bigwigs coming off as complete asses. “I am a stickler for good manners… In the workplace, at the dinner table, and walking down the street–we are confronted with choices on how to treat people nearly every waking moment. Over time these choices define who we are and whether we have a lot of friends and allies or none.”
His point is simple yet hits the bulls-eye: Sure, you can be an ass if you want as you compete up the ladder. But at the end of the day, you will need help, and it’s better to make friends than to make enemies. If you’re being an ass, people WILL drag you down and pray you will fail.
So what for?
Niceness doesn’t cost a dime, and it’s really good manners to say, “Please,” “I’m sorry,” and “Thank you.”
The upside of being nice are tremendous. For example, I’ve been given a few breaks, a few freebies when getting my coffee, and some extra wonderful service just because I remembered my manners.
Likewise, on the few times I’m being a bitch, I found myself waiting longer than I should and getting more irritated by the minute. Sure, you can be awful to the waiter but he may spit on your food. Or you can risk being a bitch with the check-in counter and they will charge you with every extra pound of baggage you can have.
Yes, people whom you don’t look at and treat awfully can make your life hell in their own little way. To which I scoff, “What for?”
Tim Gunn summarizes this well: “I will always be there in the wings saying, ‘You need to be good to people. You need to take your work seriously. You need to have integrity. You need to work with what you’ve got.”
As we become richer and busier, we become ruder and ruder.
When I was making tons of money in Hong Kong, I found myself being extra bitchy just because I knew I out earned most people. Whereas people saved up for a Chanel bag, I could buy one every month and still have enough to pay for my expenses!
In fact, one of the key reasons I came back was that as I was making more money,
I found myself losing my soul more. I became unhappier and more frustrated.
It was hard to keep a relationship with me.
Now that I’m back and on the other side, I see what Tim Gunn means, and I respect him more for echoing sentiments that should be shouted at the top of every building.
Tell me how you treat other people you don’t need, and let me tell you how you are.
When people are nice to you but treat servers like crap, beware. You might be next.
So I’m glad I’ve read his book.
If you have Php 100, please, do yourself a favor and grab yourself a copy. There’s tons of tidbits worth even more than Php 1,000, and am sure that if you take his advice to heed, you will indeed find yourself go far.
Have a great weekend!
It’s amazing just how much women settle in order to find and keep love.
Last night, I met a 28-year old woman who works in real estate. She was complaining about her dire love life.
“I like this guy, but he is just so non-committal!” she complained. “He always like things convenient for him. Given the fact that he has a girlfriend and I still hang out with him, you’d imagine that he’d make things a lot easier for you, and not just for him!”
My ears perked up.
It’s like someone saying, “I eat a lot lot lot and I wonder I am fat!!!” The logic simply was so clear to me.
My friend and I asked her gently whether she is happy with her situation.
“No, of course not! But you know I’m accepting. He already has a girlfriend. I just like his company,” she said defensively.
I then shared with her that men and men. If given the chance, they’ll take whatever they can get. If you offer sex on the first date, there is no normal man who will say no unless they are already in a committed relationship and you are not as ugly. If you allow yourself to be a convenience, then they will actually take you up on your offer. And you’ll find yourself going to him, instead of him going to you.
That’s the irony of men and women —- whilst you think you are making them love you more by giving more than you should, the opposite happens. Men respect women with healthy boundaries, and if you don’t know how to say “No” to things disagreeable to you, you’ll find yourself saying “Yes” a lot to things that make you feel like shit.
When I met Boyfriend, it was just like that.
After emailing and exchanging SMS messages for a month, we finally met up for dinner. He picked me up from my office, and he took and paid for our dinner.
After dinner, he tried to cop a feel, putting his arms around my waist. Yes, ladies and gentleman, my boyfriend is NOT the gentleman at the first date. Later on, he admitted that somehow it was a test, and that if I gave in, he would’ve taken it as far as I would have allowed it.
Aiya, that jerk!
But I wiggled myself out of this mess. I moved away and refused to let him kiss me. Gently of course — and I was also not a bitch about it.
End of the day, this lady does not give ANY unless in a committed relationship. I have standards after all, and refuse to give a guy anything just because he was nice company and took me out to a nice dinner.
And guess what?
And he asked me out for a second date — to which I agreed to. And yes, he was a lot more well behaved on the second, third, and other succeeding dates.
Because he knows I’m not a girl who will loosely give in. He understood it perfectly — after the first date, he knew I was “relationship material,” and someone he can bring home to show off to his mommy. I was not just any Jane, Elizabeth and Holly out there in the streets.
I HAVE STANDARDS.
And if he cannot reach up to my standards, then ba-bye! With a smile and no hard feelings of course.
Which brings back to my friend – she just keeps on giving in!
Even if the guy’s attached, she still hangs out in his condominium!
“Don’t you think that your girlfriend will figure it out if you keep on inviting girls to your condo?” she asked him before.
“No, she doesn’t really come here,” he answered.
And that was that. No other questions, as if she was accepting of her fate — a convenience to a non-committal, jerk-of-an-attached man, who lets herself be used whenever needed.
And she complains why he doesn’t take her seriously. Big sigh.
Ladies and gentlemen, please listen to signals. Whereas words can lie, actions do not. If the actions do not match the words, listen to what the actions are saying.
Who are we fooling anyways? Especially when we sometimes say these things to desperately hold onto a dysfunctional relationship:
“Don’t worry! I can take care of myself!”
“I am still in total control!”
“I know what I’m doing!”
“How can he love me back if I cut him off?!”
Who are we fooling?
And the funny thing is, our heart cannot really be fooled? Despite all your insistence that having a relationship/friendship in a limbo does not keep you from looking for new people, we all know that once your heart has been captured by someone, it’s so hard to find someone to replace it.
You try to but it’s just not the same. You date other people, but they’re not the guy you actually want. In the end, the relationship you should go for self-sabotages because your heart is with someone who doesn’t commit or care for you enough to actually be with you.
And that’s why my friend’s sadly in the limbo. She doesn’t like it, she is frustrated but what can she do? She likes the guy.
And as friends, all we can do is show support until the time she once again stumbles, crying and in pain, only to get back up again for another round of self-torture.
When is enough, enough?
My mom celebrated her 67th birthday last week. In all her 40 years married to my dad, she never really got to celebrate her freedom apart from what my dad wanted.
Which was why we were ecstatic when she showed interest in trying out scuba diving. Sure, it’s a bit of a dangerous sport especially for seniors, but hey, you only live once.
We picked Halo Dive Resort (http://halodiveresort.com) in Anilao Batangas (Brgy. Ligaya Anilao Batangas, Mob: 0917-502 3483) for our same day excursion. Just in case you’re curious, the fee was Php 2,650 for a package of 4 people to share in one room with two queen-sized beds. This already includes breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Since we were only going there for a day, our total damage was a resort entry fee of Php 2,000 per head, and an uber expensive, not-so-worth-it lunch of Php 900 per head!
Oh well, you win some and lose some. Must not cry over spilled milk, especially if it’s mom’s birthday.
In the end, we chose to take the one-day Discovery Diving class with Allan and his son AJ Umali (Mob: +63-917 811 9651). You can ask AJ their fees, but I found them to be quite reasonable especially since it already included the scuba gears, the orientation, and the boat.
During the orientation, Allan shared with us what SCUBA meant. Apparently, it meant Self-Contained Underwater Breathing Apparatus. Oh diba? Am sure you didn’t know that. I sure as well didn’t!
For beginners, you start with three important things: 1) the hand signals to communicate danger, OK, up or down, 2) how to breathe underwater, and 3) how to equalize under water (e.g., how to relieve pressure from your ears when under water). He also taught us how to get rid of water from the mask.
To breathe underwater, you’d simply have to breathe deeply in and out through your mouth. Think yoga, but breathe in and out as deep as you can. It’s quite comfortable, I promise.
Equalizing was a lot more difficult. You either had to swallow constantly, hold your nose and blow out, or move your jaws from side to side.
It seems simple by nature, but actually it’s harder than you think. When you’re underwater, it’s difficult to remember to neutralize the pressure. Here by the way is Allan teaching my mom and uncle hand signals.
After a one-hour introduction, we headed straight to the boat. The greatest thing about Anilao, Batangas is its multitude of diving sites all around as you can see in the map below:
The worst thing about Anilao, Batangas is how rocky it can be. As you can see, though the waters seem serene, when the waves get stronger as they did later that afternoon, it gets quite dangerous as the waves toss and turn you around the water.
The boat ride took around 30 minutes and we settled nearby the shore, just in a different area. Despite the close vicinity to the shore, there was still 8 meters worth of water between the boat and the bottom of the ocean, enough for us to thoroughly enjoy the different corals and fishies underneath.
Personally, scuba diving for me was interesting. I’ve done it once before in Taiwan, and I cannot help but notice just how comfortable it is to dive in Manila because you always have the resort and boat staff carry everything for you!
It’s also quite an experience to go down the deep sea and trying to appreciate nature in silence, with just your gear breathing bubbles in and out. It can be relaxing for some people.
In the end, each of us enjoyed around 20 minutes underwater. I had to swallow multiple times to equalize under water, and there were times that my ears felt they would pop, but I was okay.
My mom on the other hand had to do more adjustments. She found it harder to equalize and didn’t stay deep in the water too long.
Overall, it was a good experience though. Something everyone should try at least once in their lives. For me, I think it won’t be the last time I would try it, but I am also not jumping at the next time to try again.
For one, scuba diving is a bit of a hassle to go to. Batangas was 2 hours drive away from Manila, and it took the whole day. As soon as I got home at 11pm, I was already asleep in bed.
Two, it’s quite pricey. The lessons are in the thousands, and if you want to buy your own gear, can easily set you back Php 30,000-100,000 depending on the brand.
And lastly, it’s still a dangerous sport. There is good reason why you always need a partner when diving and why people warn you not to get on an airplane 24 hours after you dive. Apparently doing so causes your ears to bleed, and can cause nausea, paralysis or even death.
So go ahead! Dive. It’s fun! At least it’s worth a try.
C’est la vie all!
The thing I hate the most about the Philippines is the lack of freedom and voice that I’ve enjoyed versus when I was living abroad. Overseas, I wore exactly and stayed out as late as I wanted, but here in the Philippines, I have tons of caring friends and relative tell me what they want me to do.
To top it off, by coming back here, I was letting go of my high salary back in Hong Kong. And more money means more financial freedom.
For example, this morning, my mom asked me to change my outfit, citing that my skirt was too short. A valid point true, but hell, how old am I anyway? I don’t like to be babied!
I am also feeling the itch at work. Coming to work everyday does not keep me fulfilled, and I don’t like working for a family member because I’m pressured by my mom to help.
The only saving grace is boyfriend, who keeps me laughing every so often. Then again, relationships are all about ups and downs and our relationship experienced a minor hiccup last week after an accident.
Anyway, my mind has been a blur these days. Restless and discontent.
I hope I get out of my rut soon.
A friend of mine shared the following article: “3 Lies That You Tell Yourself to Keep Yourself Single.” These are the following:
- I will never find a man who’ll love me.
- I’m not worthy of a great love.
- I will die alone.
What the author, Virginia Clark, is recommending that instead of looking at things in a negative way, you can opt to and by the way, this is directly taken from the article itself:
- There is someone out there for everyone. I see proof of this as I look at the many different kinds of couples all around me. I choose to believe that if I exist, so does he.
- If I am longing to find my partner he must be longing to find me right now as well.
- No one is perfect and that includes me and the man who’ll love me.
- They’re many imperfect people in wonderful relationships, and I’m no different.
- I know I’m worthy of a great love because if I wasn’t I wouldn’t have the strong desire to be in one.
- This is my fear talking and has nothing to do with my life now.
- I’m just being overly dramatic and scaring myself.
- No one knows the future or how their life will end.
- I refuse to hurt myself with this hurtful thought any longer.
- I choose to live in the present and enjoy my life.
For some reason, her message has not dwelled on me very well. Reason being, the message still remains the call of a woman who is still aging and is worried about her bodyclock and wants a woman in her life to feel complete. It assumes in a way that since other imperfect people have found relationships, then you could too.
But what if you actually don’t find a man? What if you don’t find the love that multitude of self-help/romance books promise you?
In general, the world has more males than there are females, or at least it seems like it. This chart shows the sex ratio by country for total population. The ones that are Blue, represents more women, red more men than the world average of 1.01 males/female. Obviously, China is pretty blue, but the rest of the world are reddish to deep red.
But aside from the demographics, we’re talking about the quality of males vs. females as well.
Women are now getting higher degrees, and are starting to earn from a nominal value, at par to or more than males as ever before. Whereas it used to be a rarity for females to lead companies, more and more women like Marisa Meyer, Meg Whitman, and Ursula Burns show that women can also hold their own in the boardroom.
Sheryl Sandberg’s book, Lean In, gives us a lot of statistics that highlight the challenges of being female in a male-dominated society/workplace. However, whereas the book does encourage women to lean in and to lean out and be more involved, and not take being female as a liability, it also does cite various statistics that reasons why women do not grab more opportunities as they should have, given their competencies.
Regardless of the statistics and demographics, one thing is clear, despite the freedom, independence, competence, over-education, and higher earning power, there are a lot of single women out there all crying that their lives are incomplete without a significant other!
“I will be happiER if I get a boyfriend,” my friend tells me.
“I want to get married and have children before my biological clock runs out,” says another.
“Where’s my Prince Charming?” wonders one. “Am I not worth it?”
Well, let’s face reality here fellow ladies.
Maybe there is really no prince charming out there. They’re not called fairy tales for a reason, right?
Chances are, the prince charming you are looking for comes in a form of a guy whom you out earn, is not that cute and probably a bit on a plump side, has a stable job, and does drives you crazy once in a while.
Definitely, not the tall, dark, handsome, ridiculously rich and worships-the-ground-you-walked-on guy that you wished for.
Most likely, despite many efforts, you may actually end up alone.
Not because of lack of attention to guy hunting, there are of course, still tons of women in their 40s and 50s, who are out on a prowl in clubs. But rather because we think too much of ourselves.
“I’m worth it.”
“If a guy loves me, he should change for me.”
“If I see the guy who’s for me, I would know.”
Well, to be honest, if you really think about it, you — or we — are not all that. Evan Marc Katz writes about it perfectly in his article, “Should I date a 7 or hold out for a 10?“, if the guy was a 10, who is he going to most likely going to want to date? That’s right, another 10.
They do by the way.
They just don’t like to date strong, successful women who stubbornly insist to have their way all the time, and who refuses to compromise even though their demands are becoming increasingly unreasonable!
Think about it.
Remember, the challenge is different: it’s one challenge to actually get a boyfriend, the other is to keep it.
A relationship takes sacrifice and hard work, and if both of you refuse to compromise, the relationship won’t work out. Even if you’re lovey dovey today, how you handle conflicts and life challenges matter to ensure a long-term relationship.
I’ve met a lot of pretty amazing ladies who just can’t keep a man.
They’re amazing as colleagues. They’re terrific as girlfriends. But heck, they sure suck as girlfriends.
On the flipside, they may be terrific as girlfriends, but if you simply let guys walk all over you, they’ll sooner than later lose respect for you, and that pretty much spells a death wish for your relationship.
So where does that leave us?
What do us women have to do to finally find love in our lives?
Well, will answer it in a succeeding blog post. Have a great weekend everyone!
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I LOVED the movie, “Rush.”
Starring Chris Hemsworth in a role that didn’t have a mythical hammer in it, and Daniel Bruhl, who transforms himself into an arrogant yet meticulous German F1 World Champion, Rush brings us back to the 1970s and highlights the not-so-trivial rivalry between English playboy James Hunt and Austrian machine, Nikki Lauda. Made with a relatively cheap budget of USD 38 million, a pinch versus other blockbusters with budgets roaring up to the 100s of millions, Rush was such a thrill from start to finish.
An F1 race, with all its fun, fare and glory is an expensive business. In an article that writes about the economics of Formula 1 racing here, owners of F1 teams spend billions to support the sport. You’d have to be very rich to even own a team, and it’s not unlikely that team owners come from industries outside of racing (e.g., aviation, beverages, chemicals, etc.). As they say, owning and supporting an F1 team is like throwing water into a bucket with a large hole on the bottom. It just keeps on draining away your hard-earned money.
By how much exactly?
According to FormulaMoney as cited in this article, team owners’ total bill damage can rack up to USD 1.61 billion! That’s a whole LOT of money!
But is it worth it?
It kinda is — the 20 races of Formula One are watched by more than 500 million television viewers per year. Formula One per se is only ran by around 300 people, but given its legacy spanning over 40 years, Formula One does not own its own circuits but is sponsored by a multitude of teams, each of which spend over USD 100 million per season just to compete its races globally. On-car team sponsorship for example ran up to USD 840 million according to Formula Money.
Regardless, Boyfriend and I rushed to watch this movie because of the following reasons:
- First, it would be curious to see a historical snapshot on how F1 drivers were in the 1970s.
- Two, it’s directed by Ron Howard, director of the Da Vinci Code, A Beautiful Mind, Cocoon, Apollo 13, and other spectacular movies.
- And lastly, hey, it’s F1! Need we say more?
I came away pretty impressed.
Hemsworth and Bruhl put together spectacular convincing performances (though Olivia Wilde was just there).
I was left cheering for the Austrian asshole Nikki Lauda who was a know-it-all in and out the F1 track, but arguably deserved to be there. Lauda really placed all stops to ensure he competed and won the F1 championship. No screw or detail was left untouched and his methodical discipline should be a model for us all.
Meanwhile Hemsworth, with his bad boy long hair, was also excellent was James Hunt. I couldn’t help but wonder however how many women he’s slept with in his life, how much drugs he’s snorted off his nose, and how much alcohol he’s drank. Hunt was just an anomaly who was an excellent driver and had tons to prove.
Here is the real Hunt and Lauda, both of whom were spectacularly depicted in the movie.
Anyway, movie nights are always a pleasure. It’s even more of a pleasure if you’re there with someone you love.
I cannot help but keep on poking Boyfriend to not be an asshole playboy like Hunt, and not to forget common social graces like Lauda. Actually, to be honest, if I have a son, I would love to name him Nikki in lieu of Nikki Lauda’s story.
Anyway, it’s Friday. Hope all is well with you. Have a great weekend everyone!
Last weekend, Boyfriend, with all the solemness he could muster, gave me a purity ring.
As you all know, Boyfriend and I have been attending Christian pre-engagement, pre-marital counseling. As part of our curriculum, we were asked to preserve our bodies till the day of our honeymoons if in case we do get married.
Given that we agreed (and how can we not?), we were asked to sign a purity agreement that read like this:
1 Thessalonians 4:3-8 — For this is the will of God, your sanctification: that you abstain from sexual immorality; that each one of you know how to control his own body in holiness and honor, not in the passion of lust like the Gentiles who do not know God; that no one transgress and wrong his brother in this matter, because the Lord is an avenger in all these things, as we told you beforehand and solemnly warned you. For God has not called us for impurity, but in holiness. Therefore whoever disregards this, disregards not man but God, who gives his Holy Spirit to you.
1 Corinthians 6:18-20 — Flee from sexual immorality. Every other sin a person commits is outside the body, but the sexually immoral person sins against his own body. Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.
In obedience to God’s command, I promise to protect your sexual purity from this day until our honeymoon.
Because I respect and honor you, I commit to building up the inner person of your heart rather than violating you.
I pledge to show my love for you in ways that allow both of us to maintain a clear conscience before God and each other.
This is my promise of purity.
Signed: ______________________________ Signed: ______________________________
Date: ________________________________ Date: ________________________________
Witnessed/affirmed by: ____________________________________________________________
Both our mothers signed the paper, and we framed it. Boyfriend keeps it with him to remind him not to partake of porn or dare to constantly think of lustful thoughts.
Boyfriend’s mother who is in jewelry made me a purity ring that I now wear.
Yes, everyone keeps on asking me whether I got engaged over the weekend. Even my own mother was afraid that I’ve already made a permanent commitment.
We merely laughed it off saying that though it’s a real diamond, the ring merely symbolizes our purity covenant, and maybe a promise of things to come.
“The ring is too small the be an engagement ring!” I teased Boyfriend.
He smiles saying that he’ll try to make it bigger the next time around.
A week after wearing the purity ring, I’ve noticed several things.
For one, I’ve noticed that my boyfriend who usually holds my hand while watching TV or a movie, love love playing with it. Even without knowing it, he’ll twirl it a little bit and if sidelined, will turn it up the right way.
It’s kinda sweet, in a way.
Two, I’ve noticed that I get less attention from cute guys nowadays!
Even without giving the ring any attention, I noticed that whereas cute guys would chat me up at the gym, they keep a bit of a distance now. Oh my, this ring has turned into a man repellent!
Guess there’s still such a thing as a gentleman’s agreement.
And lastly, it kinda puts a new depth into my relationship with Boyfriend.
Specifically, it’s not about the physical now.
I still hold the thought that a relationship can last for a loooong time if there are sex involved. When you have nothing better else to do or talk about, have sex. When you disagree and fight, then have sex.
Sex has been a quick solution to all negative relationship issues. It’s a big band-aid that allows both men and women stay in a relationship longer than they need to.
With anything physical out of the picture, Boyfriend and I have to force ourselves to keep everything PG-13. Instead of pecking out, we’ll just chastely peck each other on the cheek. In the dinner table, we have to come up with more interesting conversation pieces that removes any sexual innuendo out of the picture as to not risk tempting the both of us.
It also makes us a lot hotter for each other.
Hahaha, boy, can we not wait for our wedding day, IF EVER.
When all things fail, at least, we have our wedding night to look forward to.
And yes, we both believe it’s worth the wait.
I can’t really fake what I feel. Despite what other people say, my emotions can clearly be seen in my face.
If I’m happy, I cannot help but laugh out loud.
If I’m sad, I cannot help but be bothered.
And if I’m angry, I cannot help but lash out to the next person I see, as grumpy as I can be. Once angered, I start my tirade of trying to understand why such thing happened and how it couldn’t happen again.
These days, I am not very happy with my brother. He has been biased against Boyfriend causing dark clothes to loom over our family. This is made especially worse by the fact that they work in the same industry, and yet my brother chooses to do his business separately despite incurring larger costs and effort.
Oh well – it could have been a lot better.
Do you know about the times when you try and try to get another person’s favor, and the other person chooses to ignore it? How many times do you try before you give up?
It’s how my Boyfriend feels about little brother. Despite efforts, my brother chooses to ignore him, so much that we’ve come to a happy status quo of not pansinan (to not pay attention to each other).
Which of course, creates tension.
And I am unhappy with the tension which I deem to be unnecessary. And of course, my emotions are very clear in my face, to the point that I have resorted to nonchalance. What’s the point of getting upset anyway for some thing you cannot control?
But negative emotions is never a good thing, and I pray and hope we can solve this issue very quickly.
Because as what the Bible said in Proverbs 18:19: “It’s harder to make amends with an offended friend than to capture a fortified city. Arguments separate friends like a gate locked with iron bars.”
I really don’t want the relationship between the two guys I love the most to be like a fortified city — closed off with no solution in sight. I know they are both good people, so I really hope they can work it out for my sake.
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Let’s admit it. Physical attractiveness matters. In fact, it would be a complete lie if a person tells you that appearances means nothing, and even if you let yourself go, you can still make your partner’s blood boil really hard.
Thought Catalogue said it perfectly in their article: “Eight Common Lies your Partner Tells You”:
3. That appearances mean nothing.
We all know that appearances don’t equal love. We get it. But we are lying if we say that we don’t sometimes succumb to the battle with our ego and find ourselves preoccupied with someone’s appearance. It doesn’t matter, it shouldn’t matter, but in so many ways, it tells you a lot about a person: how they respect their body and how they express themselves physically lets you know who they are at some level.
This is not just a matter of being “fat” or “thin” or “hot” or “not.” It’s more than that, and people are lying if they say it never factors into a relationship: it’s usually what we’re attracted to first. It’s the basis of a healthy sex life.
It doesn’t mean you have to conform to standards of beauty: society’s or your partner’s, because love makes all of that irrelevant– but in that truth lies the reason appearances aren’t to be entirely dismissed.
Love does not make us disregard our penchants to take physicality into consideration, it makes us look at someone as though they are everything we’ve ever wanted physically: but what’s important is that that mindset stems from loving something much deeper, and not the other way around.
Yes, appearances matter. I hope you would agree. True, it makes us more superficial beings, but at least, we are honest about it.
True, you can also go by your brains. People will always respect you for your competence.
You can always go by your shining personality as well. If you are one of the most interesting people in the room, people are bound to surround you likes bees to honey.
But don’t blame me if that ditzy girl on the corner always get the cutest boy in the room, and you keep getting friend-zoned. Such is life.
Seriously, if you do not take care of yourself, then who would? You may be the most intelligent, most interesting person in the room, but if you don’t take good care of your physical self, and you have hang-ups on how you look, then you won’t be confident, and people can smell insecurity a mile away.
Look, I’m not asking anyone to go for plastic surgery. I’m not.
But what I’m asking you to do is to be your best physical self.
It’s that simple. If you’re happy with your weight, then so be it. If you’re happy with your quirky fashion, then great. But regardless on what you do, make sure you’re happy with what you have too. And if you’re unhappy about it, then do something about it.
Well, I thought I’d share a few tips on what I think would make a person (more for women than for men) more physically attractive to the opposite sex. This list was made out of many conversations with guy friends and especially boyfriend. Here we go:
1) Wear Natural Makeup.
When I was in Taiwan, I had a lot of Japanese friends. Now, Japanese women are not the most attractive of races. A lot of them are not super tall, their teeth are slightly crooked in a cute way (because many of them don’t do braces at a young age), and their skin, like many women are uneven.
But one thing I learned from the Japanese: there is no excuse for laziness. Japanese magazines are pored from cover to cover just to find the best ways to dress and makeup oneself. While they recognize that their faces may have certain limitations, they never merely accept it, and instead work at trying to make themselves look better.
In fact, I have not met any Japanese woman yet who has gone out of her house fresh-faced and clean. For them, makeup is about respect. You want to show your best self to the world. And if you dare show your face to the world without makeup, in a way, it’s like telling the world, you’re too lazy to make yourself look better for their behalf.
Admittedly, my face without makeup looks really washed out. Even though I’m blessed with decent skin thanks to my late dad, I admittedly have dark circles under my eyes, my facial skin have a few uneven spots, and my cheek look lifeless and pale.
This washed out look is great if you’re exercising and you don’t have to impress anyone. Bah, take you as you are nga. But of course, this is bad if you’re trying to impress a new client by bringing out your best self.
Now, my mom used to say, “Wear makeup only during special occasions so you can still shock and awe people.” Her point is, if you wear makeup all the time, it’s a lot more difficult to impress.
I disagree. I think that makeup application can only take at most 5 minutes. Personally, my makeup regiment is as follows:
- Wash face (10 seconds)
- Put some facial toner (5 seconds)
- Tap on the Estee Lauder Pore Minimizer, one of the greatest inventions ever made for cosmetics (5 seconds)
- Apply BB cream/concealer to hide dark circles under eyes (5 seconds)
- Apply eyebrow powder for definition (10 seconds).
- Then apply eyeshadow with your fingers (30 seconds). I always like neutral colors so even though I make mistakes, they’re not too obvious.
- Mascara (15 seconds)
- Do a quick blush (15 seconds). I pick the Loreal True Match Blush 01 (Pink Marshmallow).
And that’s pretty much it. We’re already good to go!
2) Clean your fingernails.
Now, I’m not a firm believer that you need to have a regular manicure or pedicure. In fact, I don’t even have the time to lounge around in a nail spa for 1 to 2 hours just having my hands taken care of. The last time I was at the spa, I slept out of exhaustion while the pedicurist did my nails.
I simply don’t have time.
Evenings are spent with the family or with the boyfriend. And even after a great manicure, the colors get chipped and I’d have to remove them, or do it again. Manicures don’t last 3 days with me especially after all that tapping via the laptop.
However, there is no excuse for clean cut nails.
If they’re getting too long, get a manicure. Otherwise, clip and clean them. Don’t leave them to accumulate dirt. It’s just basic hygiene.
3) Wear shoes when going out. Not flip-flops unless you’re going to the beach.
There’s always a place for everything. I’m all for tsinelas when you’re at home, or in the beach. It would be really stupid to wear heels while you’re walking in the sand. But for goodness sakes, wear shoes — flats, heels, stilettos, wedges, anything! — when you’re out in the mall, in school, or at work.
Do you know why I encourage women to wear shoes instead of flip-flops while out?
It’s not just that they look too casual and improper. Actually, it’s also because it changes the whole demeanor of the person wearing it.
Clothes make a man, and so do shoes. When I’m in high heels, I cannot help but sashay down the street. When I’m in wedges, I stride confidently in big bold footsteps. When I’m in flip-flops, I feel like I’m in the beach, dragging my feet along the floor as if I was walking in sand.
Like seriously, observe yourself how you walk while wearing different types of footwear. When I wear heels, I feel like a model. When I wear flip-flops, I feel like an elephant. True story.
What’s more high-heeled shoes also elongate your frame. If you’re short, it makes you taller. If you’re taller, it makes you look even taller. No matter what, they make you look good, full stop. They go along with skirts, heels and jeans. How can you ever lose when you wear heels?
And for goodness sakes, if ever you’re forced to wear flip-flops, please please please have a pedicure.
4) Don’t wear dumpy clothes. In other words, wear things that you’re comfortable in AND flatters your frame.
Look, I don’t get it. My weight challenged friends love wearing clothes that are two sizes too big for them.
“It’s too hide my fats,” they would joke. “I don’t want to see them hanging out.”
The problem is, dowdy clothes make you look older. They may hide your fats but they also make you look bigger. Not flattering indeed.
There are many ways to wear flattering clothes even if you are overweight. Here are a few articles: 3 Ways to Dress Well When You’re Overweight, 5 Things Fat People Shouldn’t Wear, and How to Dress Well as an Overweight Man.
Research on the right fashions, and go for outfits that flatter your shape. This not only goes for fat people, but for thin people as well.
Personally, I look good in dresses with an A-line cut, with the waist cinched by a dark belt. I only wear dark jeans with a slight flare in the end. I usually go for single-colored tanktops and multi-colored cardigans. These are what works for me, and I don’t change my fashion too much.
Find out what works for you, and then go for it.
And lastly, 5) Be in shape. You owe it to your health, and promise, you’ll feel a lot better!
Do you know what I hate?
People who keep on complaining how bad they look, and how heavy they weigh, and how they don’t do anything about it.
Look, nobody is forcing you to eat. Nobody has a gun to your head. It’s very simple: What you eat has to go somewhere. Now if you have great metabolism, then wonderful. Gorge yourself with pizzas and cake all you want and not gain a pound. Great.
But for many of us, what we eat always have to end up somewhere. We hope it can go to the breast or butt, but most likely, it stays stubbornly stuck in the hips. It’s just the way it Is.
So instead of moaning about your weight, do something about it. There’s only two ways: 1) Eat less, or 2) Move more.
Weight loss is simple. Cut back on the carbs and halve your rice or bread intake. Say no to sweet afternoon drinks. Don’t add sugar anymore to your coffee. Decline the offer of free doughnuts or snacks. No more midnight snacks for you.
Or go to the gym. Walk to work. Run. Take up wall climbing or badminton.
Pick your poison. None is pleasant, but it sure would be more effective than eating a lot, staying in bed, and getting fat.
And believe me, when you’re more conscious about your weight and do something about it, you’ll look better.
You’ll find that clothes that used to not fit now do. And you’d also find it’s a lot easier to buy clothes that flatter your figure. Remember, the heavier you are, the harder it is to buy clothes that look good.
Don’t blame me, it’s just the way it is.
So get thinner. Don’t starve yourself to death, but if you’re not happy about your weight, do something about it today.
Hope this helps! Have a great week!
My Bible Group Leader just got engaged after less than 2 months of dating. It was announced just today via Facebook of all things, and so far, the status update is now at 200 congratulations and counting!
I always wonder what it is that people feel for them to actually take that leap from simply being together as boyfriend and girlfriend, to actually planning a life together as husband and wife.
Especially my family where almost all of us are commitment phobics. Even after three years for example, my little brother is wondering whether his girlfriend is really the Right Person for Him for the Rest of His Life.
Yes, that’s the rest of your life, yo….
As Boyfriend and I shyly celebrate our ninth month anniversary, we are also thrown the question, “How serious are we? Are we the One for each other? How will you know?”
Boyfriend berates me, “If you keep on asking if he is the right one for you, then maybe he’s not the right one for you. These things, you just know.”
I like the fact that he is so secure of us. It makes me feel loved and protected. It allows me more freedom to fall in love with him more.
It’s just me — I’ve just been a born a realistic optimist. Whom by the way they say is the happiest group of people there is.
From a relationship standpoint, it just means that though I am blissfully in love with Boyfriend, a part of me cannot help but be cautious for the fall down if any.
I guess that’s just one thing I learned after Trader — to not expect too much because even though everything seems to be perfume and roses, things may still come crashing down in the end. And who doesn’t want to get hurt? Yes, breakups are a bitch. They scar you for life.
Regardless, I’m at a happy state. Though no relationship is perfect, I am happy in this relationship. Boyfriend and I talk a lot, and there are never really any dull moments (except when I am sleepy and take a nap).
Even then, Boyfriend cannot help but evilly mock me as you can see in the photos he’s taken while I’m blissfully sleeping (and yes, I sleep like a log):
Yes, these were taken at two different times…
And yes, I admit it, those photos are of me.
Oh well, you can’t say that Boyfriend doesn’t have a weird sense of humor. HAHAHAHAHA!
Have a great week ahead!
The average age for a Filipino to get married is 22.6 years old. For men, it’s at a higher 25.8 years. For people in richer, urban areas, expect this number to be higher, say 26 to 28 years old for both genders.
This, in my honest opinion, is early.
To put it in perspective, the average age of a first marriage for our Asian counterparts toys around 30 years old (e.g., Hong Kong at 30, Japan at 29.7, Singapore at 29.3 and Taiwan at 30.3 years old).
When I was living in these countries, I noticed that none of my friends were in such a rush to get married. In fact, I personally have never received any pressure to walk down the aisle! During our 20s, we were happy, wild and free, quite content in enjoying our amazing singleness, building up our careers and traveling the world.
That bulk of responsibility would just ruin our style.
How can we travel extensively when we already have children? How can we go on extended business trips if our husband is there waiting at home? And how the hell can we find the best one for us if we already have a steady boyfriend?!
No, there was nary the pressure to settle down. In fact, we scoffed at anyone who was stupid enough to marry in their early to mid 20s. While we were conquering the world, they had to spend a lot of time with their hubbies and in-laws. They stopped taking care of themselves and looked like aunties even before reaching the Big 3-0.
Oh, how different it is from the Philippines.
My cousin cries about “expiring” because she has just broken up with her boyfriend at 30, and is worried that she cannot find a husband because she’s too old already.
I looked at her. If she was expiring, then what do you call me? Dead?!
My brother’s girlfriend is concerned that my brother wouldn’t marry her. She works with us because it would help prove to my brother that she’s not just a pretty accessory and can work too. Whenever any of her friends get engaged, she cannot help but say, “Guess what? So and so are engaged already…” as if to hint on her deepest desires.
“You aren’t successful (as a woman) if you didn’t find yourself a husband,” is a popular saying here in the Philippines. As if the only measure of success is being married…
In fact, in our Bible study group, being single is so scary that it’s become a constant prayer request! Not that there’s anything wrong about it, but I oftentimes feel that for women especially, finding love is so big that our hearts can never really feel satisfied unless we have actually found someone to love us back.
As they say, “What is the world if there’s no one to appreciate it with you?”
True — but what they do neglect to say as well is that the world is still a beautiful place with or without a man! Sure, it’ll be nicer if you have someone else with you, but if God deems you to be single, then at least be fabulous about it!
What’s more, in your haste to get settled, what if you married wrong?
Oh sh*t, right?
In all my conversations, I always ask people, “How do you know this is already the Right Person to be with? for the rest of your life?”
Despite varying answers, one constant warning from the Wise Ones remains: “Be careful who you marry. It’s not one of the, if not the most important decision in your life. How your life will be is directly impacted by whom you marry.”
I would have to agree.
It is always better to just remain single, serve the Lord or whichever endeavor you chose, than to be unhappy in your marriage and regretting the choice you’ve made.
Because hey, divorce is really not an option. You make your bed, you lie on it. If you make the wrong decision, then prepare for the consequences for the rest of your life, sorry.
Escaping from your marriage via an annulment or affair will only exacerbate the problem especially if you have children. People will get hurt. Stigmas remain. All because you made a wrong decision some time back. All because in the midst of wanting to be married, you jumped into something that’s hard to get yourself out off.
I think we all need to take a step back when we choose who to marry. Especially for Filipinos who are all in a rush to get married, please, think about it carefully first. Marriage is not like a car that you can sell off after you’re tired of it. Marriage is for a lifetime…!
Ideally, you would want to build a life together, keep each other company and grow old together. Here for example are 10 good reasons why I would want to get married:
- A sense of permanence amidst life’s constant changes. Every year, there are always new people to meet, new experiences to have. Marriage brings a sense of permanence, of having someone beside you as you grow old together.
- That said, it follows that you’ll have someone to take care of you when you are old. Like how mommy took care of daddy!
- It sure will be lonely when you’re old and unmarried. Companionship especially once your children fly the coop is a big bonus. Didn’t God say it’s not good for man to be alone, which is why God created Eve for Adam?
- Seriously though, you marry the person whom you find is worthy to be that one person who will stand beside you as you go through life. This person is someone whom you can build a life, family and a business empire with.
- It’s a public declaration that this person is your other half. It’s the ultimate public gesture of my love for this person. You can have many lovers and boyfriends, but technically, you can only have one husband.
- Marriage to this person forces family and friends to recognize that this person is important in their life. And it’s someone that they have to accept because he’s not really going anywhere. So this person is more integrated in your life more than just a regular boyfriend.
- Legally speaking, marriage means legitimacy and legal right for yourself and your future children.
- No curfew! You can live together! And yes, you can travel and do overnights with your husband. You cannot do that with your boyfriend. Mom will kill me. Society also frowns on it.
- It also makes life a little more interesting since now you have someone else to talk and share it with. May automatic kakampi ka na (someone to take your side). Makes traveling a bit more enjoyable too since there’s someone else who can take your photo!
- I don’t want to worry about my personal life too much. It’s hard when you’re always worrying about love. If my personal life is in order, I’ll have the time and space to succeed in other ways (e.g., career).
I daresay, don’t look for love. Look for the right person to fall in love with.
As Evan Marc Katz had said: “Find the man who treats you best, the man who makes your life easiest, the man that allows you to comfortably be yourself, flaws and all – without fear that he’s going to leave you – THAT MAN is the best fit for you.”
Chose to stay and appreciate (your partner’s) remarkable traits. In exchange, what he found was a peace and happiness that transcends anything he has ever known.
You can also feel the same.
Good luck in your journey to find the right love.
I love my boyfriend. He is one of the most hard working, sweetest, and most competent guys I know. Since being with him for 9 months now, I haven’t really seen him try to fool or cheat anyone. He conducts his business in a fair manner, and I have the utmost respect for him.
The only thing I believe he has to work on is taming his tongue.
Boyfriend believes in telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. It’s one of the best things about him, and yet, many a times, I feel that if you do not tame your tongue, you are just digging your own grave. Instead of placating people, you instigate them. And it’s hard to work when people take things personally.
The Bible has a few verses about taming the tongue, as follows:
- JAMES 1:26, ESV: “If anyone thinks he is religious and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his heart, this person’s religion is worthless.”
- PROVERBS 21:23 ESV: “Whoever keeps his mouth and his tongue keeps himself out of trouble.”
- PROVERBS 15:1, ESV: “A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.”
I myself am also struggling with this. Especially when I’m mad, my mouth is like a big machine gun that cannot help but shoot unnecessary comments deemed to hurt and to put people down. It’s really hard to stop.
And yet, when one thing is bad, one has to correct. I have to correct this, and Boyfriend has to correct it.
Now, let’s pray that I have the wisdom to convey this in a clear, concise manner. Am sure I will fail, but if you see something that really needs to be improved on, then you should really love that person enough to tell them even if it’s hard.
And am here at Boyfriend’s shop working.
And yet, I find myself hanging out by myself at his shop.
That my friends, is what you call moral support.
It’s quite normal here in the Philippines. Many Filipino-Chinese here have their own business. And unlike other people, women are expected to help their significant others in their respective business.
For example, my mom helped my dad set up a trading business in the late 1970s. My boyfriend’s parents set up a jewelry business together from scratch.
It’s true what they say — you often follow your parents footsteps.
Personally, I would love to help. I think that’s why we are bred competent and educated. Women are supposed to contribute to society, starting from their spouses, to their families and lastly, to their communities.
Our main purpose is not to just look good, but to also be good as well.
And later, once work is over, then you reconnect once again and spend time with the family.
Ah, such is life.
Have a great week everyone!
You guys all know just how badly I complain about the Philippines.
Parts of the country are dusty and dirty.
When it rains, it really pours and floods. Infrastructure is bad that medium amounts of rain create temporary swimming pools in a subdivision. This week’s rain successfully flooded 60% of Metro Manila. Here’s a few reasons why.
And the locals try to fleece foreigners as much as they can. Who’s never boarded an airport taxi only to find themselves overcharged?
However, in the midst of my bitching about my own country, I don’t want to discount the fact that I am still proud to be a Filipino.
To cite an example, just today, while driving to the office, our driver wasn’t able to see an uncovered street hole, and we drove right into it.
The front-wheel fit perfectly and was stuck.
My mom and I groaned. We were stuck!
In a mere seconds that we came down the car, a taxi driver parked his car on the side, the driver from the car behind us, and a passerby came closer.
They quickly observed the damage.
“Drive your car in reverse,” the taxi driver ordered our driver.
Our driver did this while the three pulled up the car from the hole.
After saving us, they went back to the car, and they went on their merry way with a thousand thanks from us.
Sure, we were holding up the traffic, and hence, it was to their best interest to help, but mind you, they didn’t really need to help.
And yet they did.
And this is what foreigners don’t really understand about the Philippines.
Despite all the bad things happening in the Philippines, Filipinos still have that unspoken camaraderie of helping each other out, regardless of any immediate benefit to them.
It’s what we call Bayanihan. In English, this word is defined as Communal Work. Wikipedia defines it as “a spirit of communal unity or effort to achieve a particular objective.”
No matter where you are, and what dilemma you are in, more often than not, when in the Philippines or when dealing with Filipinos overseas, total strangers are more than willing to give you a helping hand without anything in return.
This is quite different from many other cultures. Does anyone still remember of the news of a 2-year old kid being ran over by a car but is ignored by bystanders? I DO!
And that is one thing about being Filipino.
How many times have I been upgraded when I meet an airport check-in attendant who is Filipino? Or given special concessions in a five-star hotel because the receptionist is Pinoy? Or given some freebies in a supermarket in Hawaii because the cashier is Filipino?
Meeting a fellow Filipino abroad is always a joy.
They are always very happy to see you, and you cannot return the feeling.
And that’s one of the best things about being Filipino.
No matter what you do, or where you are, meet a fellow Filipino, and more often than not, they will be willing to lend you a helping hand. As if you’re part of a special club.
And maybe it is a special club, being Pinoy.
Have a great weekend ahead!
It’s been raining really hard in the Philippines the last couple of days.
So much so that despite the August 19 and 21 Holidays (Quezon City Day, and Ninoy Aquino Anniversary), we were able to enjoy a vacation up until our work resuming yesterday, Thursday.
Sigh, the Philippines never learn.
Every year, June to August is known as the rainy months.
And every year, despite knowing this fact, it still floods. It floods in a way that Pinoys are already used to it. My best friend I remember even had to swim to school, and she’s already in university.
It still floods in UST (University of Sto. Tomas) up till this day.
Some things indeed never change.
Happy weekend, everyone!
It’s been no secret within the family that my little brother doesn’t like le Boyfriend.
For one, they are two different people.
My brother is one of the most polite, indirect people I know. Ask him to decide between A or B, and he cannot help but list down the benefits and pitfalls with both, while leaving you scratching your head as to which option he would prefer.
Boyfriend on the other hand is brutally honest. If it’s good, he’ll say it. If it’s ugly, he will too. I honestly believe that boyfriend’s directness goes against my brother’s very nature.
Both as well have a lot of pride.
Which is a problem if they’re in the same industry.
My brother for example wants his employees to kowtow to him. Even with me, he wants me to submit a very comprehensive proposal for his approval. He doesn’t want you to submit it to him on email. He wants you to email the proposal to him, print him a copy and place it on his desk, set an appointment with him, launch on a presentation as to why your proposal is great, and then to give him time to mull it over before he comes up with a decision.
This is all well and good — until you realize that our company is around 10 people strong, and seriously, there’s really no need for that much red-tape.
Boyfriend on the other hand, is very hands-on. He hates discussing things to death because he realizes that time is of the essence, and there’s no point over-analyzing things when times a ticking. Hence, he would discuss it a bit and see if he can act on it. If it works, great. If not, there’s still time to shift gears and do Plan B.
Consequently, Brother is the dark cloud over our heads.
Since my mom is the universal peace-keeper in the family, it also puts her in a difficult position. At one side, she likes my boyfriend and finds him both amusing and endearing at the same time. On the other, her loyalty is to her son, who is becoming quite unreasonable.
For example, case in point, our company was going to do an office outing this weekend because it’s my brother’s birthday.
My little brother two weeks prior made it clear that he is uncomfortable with my boyfriend joining the weekend vacation. And that we have to respect his decision.
I was okay with it: there is no point to really push a guy to do anything he doesn’t want. I told my boyfriend of the weekend plans, and he was quite nonchalant about it and made other work-related plans.
However, since my boyfriend is a constant presence in our office (since he does pick me up every day and helps me in marketing), of course, other people have asked if my boyfriend was joining us this weekend.
“No, he’s not going,” is my only answer, not really willing to give the real reason as to why he is not invited.
Last night however, little brother has a change of heart. He asked my uncle to ask me to invite Boyfriend for the overnight weekend.
“See? Your little brother’s already making an effort to invite Boyfriend,” my mom said.
“Well, the invitation is appreciated of course. But I don’t know just how sincere an invitation is if it was given the very last minute,” I explained. Though it’s not confirmed, I think it bothered my brother on how it looked when he has invited everyone, but has visibly neglected to invite my boyfriend to go.
“It’s a very very last minute invitation,” my boyfriend said. “If I was thinking any differently, I’d think he purposely made it last minute to reduce my chance of going.”
“I am sure he was simply conflicted with the decision,” I said. “End all and be all, you are formally invited. Just wanted to make sure you know.”
“Yes I know,” he acknowledged. “But why do I have a feeling he’s just doing this to save face?”
Face is a very Chinese term. Read more about it here.
In relation to this particular situation, to save face meant that though the gesture was deceptively sincere, in actuality, my brother didn’t really want my boyfriend to be there. If he did, he would have sent the invitation way earlier, and followed up. He would have also invited my boyfriend himself instead of channeling the invitation to via my uncle, my mom and myself. If we’re really being honest about it, my brother didn’t really want him there.
But in order for other people not to say anything bad, or to gossip about their state of relationship, he invited the boyfriend. But it was still an empty gesture.
Now, don’t get me wrong.
I love my brother with all my heart, and it pains me as to how two of the guys I love the most are not really in the best of terms.
Anyway, no worries. Just a dark cloud over my head la which am sharing with you guys.
Not to be too worried though, boyfriend is relatively unfazed. And given that he’ll soon to be family, these things have a way of working themselves out.
Happy weekend, everyone!
Heed the call to only watch Kick-Ass 2 if you’re over 16 years old. It’s full of profanity, swear words, blood, gore and violence.
What do you expect in a movie where the antagonist calls himself, “Motherfucker?” One key character even calls herself “Night Bitch.”
At the end of the day though, it’s all about you and how mature you are.
Personally, I enjoyed it.
I enjoyed it because I took it merely for its entertainment value, and not because it tells me that violence is good. I watched it with slight amusement because I saw it as a sequel, and I loved how bad-ass Chloe Grace Moretz’ character was.
If you are easily shocked or offended, DON’T WATCH IT.
But if you’re up for a night of good fun, why not?
A friend of mine shared that her and her boyfriend broke up a few weeks ago. They’ve been dating for more than half a year. Understandably, she was devastated.
I think hers is a case of giving up too much, too soon.
That’s what’s funny in a relationship. There is still that double standard. If a guy chases after a guy, that’s okay. The guy anyway has to be the one to dictate the pace of a relationship.
However, if the woman gives the pressure, then the guy accuses them of being “clingy,” “needy” and “demanding.” Words that make me retch because it makes it sound that the woman herself is the desperate one.
I’ve already shared with you previously that people have told me before that my own relationship with boyfriend is going too fast, too soon.
I even wrote a blog post about it here. By the time we’ve been dating three months, people were already pressuring us to get married. So much so that we’ve started pre-engagement, pre-marital counseling!
It’s amazing that he has yet to run far, far away.
I know I would if I was him. Then again, our family’s usually the more commitment phobic ones in a relationship.
One thing about my boyfriend is that he’s weird about three things.
- Number one, he wants to spend everyday together. So much so that if we don’t spend it everyday together, somehow we get into stupid arguments.
- He wants me to be there when he’s out with his friends. Unlike some guys, there is no segmentation to work, girlfriend or friends. Whether or not he is going to a business meeting or having fun with the boys, he wants me to join him.
- And lastly, he doesn’t shy away from the baby, marriage, commitment talk. Heck, we are in pre-engagement, pre-marital counseling, remember?
Whereas my friends tell me just how lucky I am to find someone like him who isn’t afraid of commitment, I think it’s more of a symptom of the state on where the guy is in vs. me being lucky with my boyfriend.
Not that I don’t recognize just how lucky we are to be with each other. We are, don’t get me wrong.
But truth be told, if I came at an earlier date when he was in his 20s, when he wasn’t still done sowing his wild oats, when his shop has yet to attain a stable level, and when he still haven’t matured, I doubt the relationship would have gone as smooth as it is now.
Truth be told, I think I am just at the right place, and at the right time, with maybe, just maybe, the right guy.
If a guy is not yet ready, no matter what you do, you cannot really push a guy for more commitment. The more you push, the more he will back away. Because no one — guy or girl — want to be demanded a commitment of. They want to enter it in their own free will.
So if I met him earlier, I think he would be more cavalier about things. He wouldn’t push me more aggressively for more commitment. And he may think that there are more fishes in the sea, so if I cannot stand his crap and leave him, then sayonara b*tch.
Now in his mid-30s, he’s a lot more stable. More into commitment. And when a guy is more into commitment, it also spills over to his actions.
For example, he wants me more involved in his life. He wants me to share his happiness and fears. He wants me to be with him as he goes to the world in search of adventure.
He realizes I guess that some women are not easily replaceable. That you can find yourself another girl in a heart beat, but probably not in the package that I provide.
He probably also realizes that he wants children, and wants to do it the legal way. Not something out of the wedlock. And since wedding preparations and baby productions do take months, it’s best to ensure that the timeline is strictly followed. You can’t really enjoy children if you’re too old.
In summary, what am I rambling about?
What I am trying to say is, if a guy is shying away from you when you’re pushing for commitment, then probably you just have an incompatibility on what you want in a relationship. Maybe you are more into it than he is.
It doesn’t make you or him wrong. It doesn’t make you an aggressive, desperate woman. It does mean however that you are ready for a commitment earlier than he is.
It also means that if he cannot step up very quickly to the type of relationship you want, and may even deserve, then by all means, he may not actually be the right guy for you.
If that is the case, it’s best to go to each of your merry way. Him looking for some casual hookup somewhere out there, and you staying single until you find the right guy who’s worth your time, and is dying to spend more time with you.
I’ve never been a believer that love has to be forced. In Filipino, we say the word, “pilit.”
Love, or commitment, cannot really be forced. Either you want to, or not. Either he wants to or not. If both of you wants to then great, but if love is a one-way thing, then the relationship won’t last that long anyway. And it’s better to say your goodbyes before you get more hurt and waste more time.
“Bonita, you’re much stronger than me,” she moaned. “You can handle it.”
Maybe. But I think age has taught me not to force the issue. Experience has merely taught me to be more selfish in a relationship. If you are constantly unhappy with the relationship because he doesn’t treat you the way you want to be treated, then maybe it’s not the right relationship to be in the first place.
Again, I don’t believe in chasing after a guy.
End all and be all, I am still a traditionalist. Despite being a very capable independent woman, my pride still indicates that it’s the guy who needs to make the move, to do the pursuing. It’s only through this that I know that he really wants to be with me, instead of me just forcing him to be there.
Hahaha, yes, I like it to make it slightly hard for the guy. And I sure am not apologetic for it.
Because yes, I know I am worth it, and if he makes me happy, I too will make him one of the happiest guys ever.
Have a great week everyone!
Many things in this world argue whether the chicken or the egg came first.
I personally find it to be one of the useless arguments there is, but hey, some one has to give in first. And usually the argument only ends when one person compromises and agrees to the other side.
Case in point, we had a meeting with an international map provider who wants to be more active in the Philippine market.
I showed them what their competitors had, and bar none, their competitors had a more user-friendly interface with beautiful colors and split screen functionality. This company however had a basic model which can be sourced free from the internet via pirated licensing.
“Look you have to improve your products,” I told them. “At present, your competitors are killing you because they have these so and so added features.”
“Yes, I can make the changes but bottom line is, how many units will you order?” the company’s South American Head of APAC Development asked me.
“Well, that depends on the price right?” I answered. “But it also depends on how superior the product you can give me will be, and whether or not it’s competitive enough when compared side by side to your other competitors.”
“But how can you expect me to prioritize development if you cannot give us a concrete order?” he asked.
“In the same way that I cannot give you a concrete order if I don’t see a superior finished product,” I answered. “Of course I know that your company is credible and good, but unless I see and touch the finished product in my hands, I will not be able to see if it’s good or not.”
“Trust me, we can make it good.” he said.
“Yes, I trust you can make it good. Regardless, unless I actually touch and feel the product and determine it’s good, I might get stuck in a product development cycle where I’ve already committed the order, and have no choice but to accept any subpar product that may come out!”
“But how can we start developing without an order?!” he said frustratingly.
“Because if you don’t start developing and don’t keep up with your competitors, you won’t be able to penetrate the Philippine after-market!” I answered.
Look my friend, it’s all about competitiveness. Unfortunately, companies like you have to constantly develop to keep up with your competitors. Don’t do it at our expense and charge us the sunk costs. It’s sink or swim here.
“Look, you have asked us to make changes,” the guy opined. “How can I make the customized changes you want if you don’t give us an order?”
“Well, the issue is, your current model needs to change to keep its competitiveness up. Other GPS providers already have split screens and 3D rendering. Yours is still the basic model.” I still patiently explained. “If you don’t change, which you need to be just to keep up on market standard, then you won’t sell.”
“But other companies like Hyundai and Honda like our maps,” he insisted.
Aaaargh, in my mind, I wanted to tell him, “If other companies like Hyundai and Honda like your maps, then what are you doing here talking to us?!” But I was nice and answered instead, ”Well, you’re talking about OEM. We are talking about after market. Meaning, people only buy as an upgrade.”
The guy changed track. He then proceeded that his company has worked with a lot of emerging economies like Indonesia, Thailand and Brazil, and they worked great. Other products can charge less because these are illegal pirated products. To last in the business, your products have to be licensed.
I sighed. “The Philippines is a different animal. Though it’s tempting to lump it all with other emerging countries, having worked here for almost two years, I know there are still big differences. For example, Filipinos don’t really care too much about license if you charge them a high price for it. Sure, they’ll love a licensed product, but few will really pay Php 3,000 to Php 5,000 for a licensed product that they can get cracked free from the internet.”
“But that’s illegal!” he insisted.
“It’s illegal, yes. But you’re fighting a losing battle if you think Pinoys will stop buying illegal products,” I said. “Instead of fighting it, join it. Lower down your prices. Do what Pioneer does — offer products that are cheaper than its foreign counterparts and slightly more expensive than the pirated ones. Given the marginal added cost to the quality Pioneer provides, then people will go for a real Pioneer head unit.”
“It’s only when you lower your prices, people use it and your product becomes more and more popular then you can actually increase your prices for some premium privileges.” I explained. “But you have to first get your products into your customer’s cars first.”
“So how much quantity will you order?” the South American Head of APAC Development once again pressed us.
“Well, it depends on the price, right?” I answered. “If the price is too high, we will not order any. If the price is right, then we will order more. If we have exclusivity and the price is low, we can buy more from you and resell these licenses to our competitors. And hence, can bring up the volume.”
“But how can I give you the price if you cannot guarantee the quantity?” the S. American dude pressed us. “I need to give the proposal to my boss but I need the quantity!”
“That is true,” I answered. “But again, I cannot give you a quantity unless you agree on the price. If the price is Php 3,000 per license as you have written in your letter, then no thanks. We cannot sell that product. Especially when it’s around 30-40% of my cost!”
“But the GPS map is important!” he said.
“True, but not important enough that a person buys a head unit because of the map,” I said. “If they wanted a complete license map, then they can easily go to Garmin and buy a separated unit.”
As expected, the foreigner kept on going around in circles, insisting that Filipinos look for quality and are happy to pay for it. Meanwhile, I am telling him that while there are more Filipinos who look for quality and have the money to pay for it, for most people, accessories are an add on and they are actually not willing to pay for something legal when they can easily get it on the internet for free.
We were going around in circles. Chicken and egg arguments once again.
Sigh — to do business in the Philippines and to persuade foreigners that the Philippines is different from the rest.
And given that we’ve been in this business since 2006 and have talked to most of your clients, then it’s good to actually have an open mind and hear what we have to say.
We are not arguing with you by the way. Instead, we are just telling things as it is, as we have heard it.
Sorry for being the bearer of bad news.
Anyway, mid-week now. Have a great week ahead!
Three years into her relationship, the girlfriend simply started to let go.
She would wear flip-flops to the office.
Started relaxing on that diet and gained weight here and there.
Wore dumpy clothes because tight clothes were uncomfortable, and they didn’t fit no more.
Stopped wearing make-up because she didn’t have time.
And then declared, “If he loves me for me, then he should accept me in all that I am. Fats and all.”
The boyfriend hinted on going to the gym. Called her fat to her face as if it was a joke. And she quips back, jokingly.
But it’s hard to quip back when what was said is true. If you are thin, nobody calls you fat. If you are fat, it would be a total lie if somebody said you were thin.
And yet, she doesn’t care.
Because love is all about acceptance with who you are. Because if he loves you, he will love you, fats and all. To do otherwise may mean you are a superficial man who’s just like anyone else.
As a fellow woman, I think the girlfriend is just plain LAZY.
It’s in every one’s responsibility to look good. Not just for somebody else but most importantly, for ourselves.
It is in our self-interest to be and stay healthy.
That means, controlling your diet and saying no to one more cup of milk tea with tapioca pearls. That also means making an effort and either cutting your food intake or going to the gym. Pick your poison.
To guilt-trip somebody in loving you just because they are not superficial is to mask your extreme laziness and lack of discipline in taking care of your outward and inward appearance.
And yes, call me superficial but I do believe that the more you take care of yourself, the more confidence you get, and the happier you become. It’s just the way it is.
Likewise, the more you cannot control yourself or your diet, the fatter you get, the dumpier you look, and yes, the more insecure you become, which makes you become a more miserable person to be with.
And honestly, who wants to be with someone who’s fat, knows it, and does nothing about it? It’s endemic of a person who doesn’t strive to be much in life, is happy to just sit, relax and be lazy, and THEN complains that she’s gaining weight.
If you want to lose weight, do something about it.
If you hate your job, then quit.
If you want to start a business, then go.
What’s stopping you anyway?
To complain and to sulk over something you can control is pure stupidity. It’s not as if somebody’s putting a gun to your head and feeding you sweets.
Look, I have nothing against fat people. Some of the most beautiful people I know are fat. But if you choose to be fat, then savor it. Enjoy it. Be happy with it. Accept it. And don’t sulk and complain about it.
To do so is pure stupidity.
Agree or disagree?
Have a happy Monday!
The things people do or come up with.
Just today, I encountered the Sharkini, a USD 100 swimsuit that looks like a shark bit through your dullish gray one-piece, and can be custom-fitted based on your measurements.
Anyway, I think USD100 is a LOT of money for a swimsuit. But look at it first.
It looks like this.
Yes, I will wait here till you finish laughing. I also had the giggles myself.
Just a funny end to the day. Boo-yah!
Are you with the right partner?
During a seminar, a woman asked, “How do I know if I am with the right person?”
The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so she said, “It depends. Is that your partner?”
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 partner. You anticipate their calls, want their touch, and like their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love 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.
People in love sometimes say, “I was swept of my feet.” Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there, doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU.
Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It’s a natural cycle of EVERY relationship.
Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they call 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, 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 partner might start asking, “Am I with the right person?” And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else. This is when relationships breakdown.
The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person, it’s learning to love the person you found.
People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes.
Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. 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):
The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person, it’s learning to love the person you found.
SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it.
Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner). Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know how to apply these laws, the results are predictable.
Love is therefore a decision. Not just a feeling.
Remember this always: God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay and who you refuse to let go.
On my last relationship, the first few months was bumpy.
Without any reason at all, I was constantly frustrated and picked a fight the night before one of us would fly to each other. Consequently, our dates weren’t usually off to a good start.
I can partly blame these episodes to me being a spoiled self-entitled brat. But I think that when you’re in the wrong relationship, it’s just a little bit harder to be together.
Since you are less compatible, your ideas don’t mesh. You don’t understand why he would ever say or do such a thing, and try as you may understand him, there’s still a limit as to how far love can bring you before the relationship self-implodes.
Or, for example, you love him but <<insert a non-negotiable here>>.
That non-negotiable could be anything. It can be as serious as a difference in religion or race, or one’s mindset in having children. Or as feeble of an excuse as his manners. Usually, these non-negotiables are things that the person we love cannot change. A short man cannot be tall. A dumb woman cannot be expected to get a masteral degree.
But it bothers us just the same.
It’s these what bothers us a little when we first get together that destroys us in the end.
Regardless with current boyfriend, eight months went by quite fast.
Despite the many ups and downs going on with my life, he has so far been a constant. This is surprising since I’ve experienced the unexpected death of my father, the tumultuous aftermath and a sort-off falling out with my brother. We also had to do a car show together, which went relatively smoothly given the circumstance.
Here’s to us, boyfie. Happy monthsary!
When I get involved, I give my 1500%. I pour my heart and soul into my every project, and wish its every success. And make it a point the project reaches its destination.
When I am involved, I am unafraid to get my hands dirty. I don’t mind carrying heavy boxes as much as my knees can take it, and sweat as needed. There are no divas in the room. Just workers. And we do everything to make it work.
When I am involved, it’s not just my body. It’s also my mind, heart and spirit. I cannot seem to separate them. I just can’t.
So when I get involved, I also want you to get involved. I really hate it when I work, and I see you lounging around as if life is passing you by. I don’t like it when I am so into something, and you’re not.
That is why, I don’t want to get involved.
I hate seeing you being left behind. I don’t like it when I work and you wait. I cannot help but start disrespecting you and my resentment builds up.
I can be your greatest friend or your worst critic. If I see something about you I don’t like, I can be very vocal.
That’s why I don’t want to get involved. When I get involved, I see your weaknesses. I see your laziness and I see what you lack.
I don’t want to see that. I only want to see what is good and pure. I’d rather be ignorant and uninvolved than to admit that you’re not as good as you say you are. That you’re just all bluff and bullshit.
That is why I don’t want to get involved.
And I sure won’t say sorry for it.
Boyfie and I went out for a church outreach project in Paco, Manila yesterday. It was to give some food and spread the Word of God to 110 street children residing by the squatter area in the railways.
It was raining hard the evening prior till the morning of. When Boyfriend picked me up at 6:00am, we were still unsure if the project would push through or not.
Fortunately, we still made a call to go through it rain or shine, and off we go! Good thing as well because the barangay captain gathered all the children and they were all waiting for us when we got there.
It was even more fortunate that the sun began to shine soon after. Talk about God’s wonderful miracles!
Here are all the 80 children properly seated when we arrived — their numbers increased to 110 as the day went on. They also became more talkative and skittish too.
We first fed them goto (chicken porridge) and then taught them a simple Christian song. There were also games and a puppet show telling the miracle of Jesus and the Five Loaves and Two Fish.
Afterwards, we gave each child a backpack filled with school supplies, a plastic full of rice grains, and some treats. They were all noisy and makulit. But they lined up to get their give-aways.
Overall, we were darn exhausted. We woke up at 6:00 am and the outreach lasted up till 3pm. We haven’t even had lunch yet.
Regardless, it was such a fulfilling project, and hopefully, Boyfriend and I can do this more again.