Friend. Work. Thoughts

A dear friend just posted her farewell party from her office meaning she finally made it. We have been talking about her leaving the job where she enjoyed maybe a hefty paycheck, some free travel opportunities (she even went to as far as Paris) and good friends behind. And I can only imagine how hard it is to leave a job and then start anew.

And I pity my self for not being as tough as her.

I worry about not having the security of a monthly income.

I worry of not having a job and not having something to do also.

I worry of new challenges just in case I get a new job.

Sigh.. I am such a worrier.

But I will overcome all those worries someday soon I know. I'm stepping  forward one at a time.

~**~

Anyways, if you do have an impressive medical resume I guess you need not worry about not getting a job. Or if you are confident of your work experiences and you have that educational background and you are young and free..Go get that job that suits you.

I’m getting mine the soonest possible time I can.

Funny Prayer of an old lady

She's witty! and she's beautiful!

Flood of Emotions

It's 12:42 AM. I still have one post to write..but I can't get my self to do it..It's like I am flooded with memories and emotions..sigh..isn't it amazing what looking at pictures with familiar places and faces can do to you?

And sometimes you do not even want those emotions coming back. I should have stopped my self from looking.

Old but reliable phone

My office mate is showing me her new iphone accessories for her not so new iphone. And she has two more different phones. The other one is Blackberry. So yes, you can say she's rich. My phone is an old NOKIA model but it's still doing its job well so I don't think I need a new one.

It’s funny though when I was at the phone accessory store last month with a friend, I asked for a new casing because I wanted my phone to look new but to her dismay, the sales lady can’t find one and I smiled and told her It’s ok. I know my phone is that old already. But still it doesn’t bother me at all. I still can text and call and that’s the main use of a cellphone right?

I do wish though for an itouch for the many applications you can download. But I guess that wish would remain a wish for quite sometime.

Should I get a new job?

Actually, even without taking the quiz, I clearly knew the answer :)
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Your Job Satisfaction Level: 45%

Your job is about average. There are some parts you really enjoy, and some parts that stress you out. It's possible that you need a small change. Maybe you should switch companies or positions. It's also possible that you're simply burned out. No job is perfect, even a great one. Give yourself a personal day to think about your career goals - and if your current job is helping you achieve them.

Should You Get a New Job?

Blogthings: Discover the Parts of Your Personality that Have Been Hiding

A birthday!!!

Someone I loved so much is celebrating his first birthday next week!! MY super cute nephew CALEY :) here's the birthday invitation his Tito Rudolf made him.

From Quirino Hostage Survivor

UPDATE : 8/25/10- So they say this is FAKE..at least the slashing of the throat is not true..somewhat relieved.
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Got this from twitter and found the link to sawsaw's blog. I really do not know what to say. I'm trying to keep my mouth shut about what have happened. I have read loads of opinions from facebook and twitter and honestly..I just wish this one didn't happened at all. I also do not know if this is really from a survivor but just want to share..
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Postcripts To A BloodBath

Mr. Mendoza was already upset even before he saw on television what the policemen did to his brother. The other tourists who remained inside the bus were complaining. Wei Ji Jiang wanted to go to the bathroom. Dao Chi Yu was hungry and the rest were just groaning and whining like they have forgotten that our lives rest in Mr. Mendoza's hands.

The hostage taker, as you know him was really nice. He treated us okay and even let the elders and the children leave the bus. He said your policemen treated him unfairly. He was a policeman too and was accused of doing something he had no knowledge of. But your government didn't listen so he used us to get everyone's attention.

Things would have never turned for the worst if he didn't see how his family was dragged out of their house and taken into custody. He was watching the news all the time as we huddled around each other behind the bus. He shouted some words in your language then started shooting in the air. A girl about my age started screaming. Mr. Mendoza demanded her to stop but she didn't understand English. God, he had to slash her neck with a knife just to put her to rest. Her boyfriend who tried to hit him was shot in the head.

Tension was rising. You can see in his face how scared and confused he was. The bus driver ran away leaving him alone with strangers from a distant land. I can see him walking across the aisle, sometimes pointing his machine gun to one of the tourists. But he tried his best not to hurt us, especially those who really cooperate.

I guess its in your nature not to inflict pain on others unless it was necessary. I remember him saying that he will free us before sundown and implored us to forget everything when we return home. But his words don't matter now. The policemen were trying to force their way in, while we all lied down to shield ourselves from bullets. Mister Mendoza blindly shoots at his enemies which I think kept them from rescuing us. I hear sobs under the chairs. Some were even shouting the names of their loved ones even when the air merely eat their words. Kevin Tang tried to escape when the glass door was was shattered, but one shot and he slumped on the floor with blood gushing from his mouth.

Heavy rain pitter-pattered on the rooftop. In old Chinese saying, it means an end to a struggle. Finally, somebody was able to open the escape hatch at the back of the bus. Freedom. But I knew Mister Mendoza was still alive. I knew he was just waiting for a chance to strike back at his enemies. So I told those around me not to escape. Let the authorities come for us instead. Then there was gunfire. He was firing at his enemies with a machine gun. Those who were at the escape hatch fled abandoning us once again. It's like a nightmare with no end and to wake up means a certain death. Then somebody from outside the bus threw a canister. It forced out a black smoke that is so painful to the eyes and putrid smelling to the nose. People started screaming. We cannot breathe. Some ran in front of the bus but Mister Mendoza warned them of stray bullets. It was too late. One was hit on the head, the other was hit on the shoulders. Bullets were now flying. Its like the authorities thought we were all dead. Mister Mendoza finally admits his mistake and said sorry to everyone, dead or alive. He then ran towards the front of the bus where he would meet his maker. As he passed by my chair with bullets whistling overhead, I clutched my hand on the velvet curtain and wrapped it around my face. All I could think of was to stay alive - for my child who is waiting for me back in Xinjang. I know I will survive,

I will come home.

Bang Lu Min
Survivor, Quirino Bloodbath

Donation

Hi everyone! How’s your Saturday? Mine was a bit different because we participated in our hospital ministry but I am not going to write it here, I’ll scribble notes on my ministry blog if not later tonight probably tomorrow and will post pictures too.

You know what I just realized today? I’ll probably not get rich in this life, you know the kind of rich woman who has stored loads of money on her bank account, more than what she can spend or need, because I know I am going to donate it as long as I see someone who really needs it. Today, If only I have that much money, I have probably given most of it there in the hospital. And a car donation if I have a spare one is not too hard to do either.

Well, I knew a lot of people who generously donate to foundations and ministries. Even those who do not have enough still finds in their heart to give. And I know not all of them donate money. Our church is always a recipient of boxes of goodies (used clothes, toys, soaps, towels and many others) from people in the United Sates and we are so thankful for that.

In the USA, you can donate everything and still benefit from doing so, like if you donate car in Illinois or in any other state, you’ll get tax deduction from it plus the fact that you will be able to help a foundation or a charity. Doing good to someone, making a poor boy smile, giving some family a free meal, it’s priceless. The joy you get stays in your heart forever.

So if you want to donate, find some good charities, ask how you can help, if you have old clothes? You know there are people that do not have anything to wear except what is in them. If you want to know how to donate your car, you can always browse sites that offer something like it.

Don’t be afraid to lose something because eventually it will be replaced and most likely a much better one.

Few hundred pesos spared

Thank God our PC at home is now ok. For a while I was worried because we can't connect to the internet yesterday, I tried to trouble shoot last night but to no avail. This morning hubby sent me a message telling that it's already working fine.He surfed and opened multiple tabs and it's working just fine! Thank God that I do not need to spend another hundred pesos for the repair.

At this point in time, we do not need unnecessary expenses. As a matter of fact I need to save more for the birthday gift I so wanted to give my husband.Not that I want to just lavish or spoil him but because I know he needs it and he deserved it. Want to know what is it? see it  here.

And plus the fact that we are looking for that heat press machine for the printing business. We are hoping we could buy it before the year ends. And have a smoothly working small printing  business next year. We still need to do business registration and work on the tax bureau, order receipt printer  and a lot more paper works.

But I like it that we are working towards a goal. Short term maybe but still it still feels good. 

So yes, thank God for the few hundred pesos spared for the computer repair.

SSS ID

I really need to do something about my SSS ID, otherwise if anything bad happens to me (Lord forbid) I will have a hard time getting the benefits that is due me. And also I need to settle the loan I acquired years ago that was left unsettled since I transferred from one work to another. And because I am thinking of at least getting a loan again to go with the Pag-ibig house loan if ever we decide on buying/acquiring a home of our own someday soon.

I do not know if our government offer a social security disability insurance but I do know that they offer something if you have been disabled or you retired from work. My father gets a monthly pension from SSS also which is a big help for him.

I heard there is a new SSS identification card that is much better. I just hope processing is also much faster now. The last time I heard it takes 2 to 3 months before you get your ID. Tsk..tsk.