Friday, December 5, 2008

Recent Trips

Just recently, my girlfriend and I have been travelling Northern Luzon extensively. Extensively meaning, going all the way to Pagudpud and conquering the Mountain Province. Though I have been to these places with my family, I just never get tired of experiencing it all over again. Especially with someone special.


Saud Beach. Pagudpud.


Bangui Windmills. Bangui.

Marcos Ancestral Home. Batac.

Paoay Church. Paoay.

SM Baguio.

Yoghurt House. Sagada.

Echo Valley. Sagada.

Chico River. On the way to Bontoc.

Banaue Rice Terraces. Where else.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Work Pictures

Working at Magsaysay entails a gastronomic adventure like no other.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Trudging on

The days do go really fast. I was this Manila boy, stuck and enjoying the provincial life in Dumaguete a few months ago when all of a sudden, I was transported back to the reality of living the life that each one of us is doing. But before I elaborate on that, let me give you a recap of what I was doing the past few months.

After I got back from Manila, lugging all the boxes that contained my stuff when I was in Dumaguete for six-odd years, I came to Manila alone. This meant, living alone again without my family, which is pretty much the same way when I was in Dumaguete. The thing now is, I am living with my lola and my tito and cousins, which is not always the best set-up since "pakisama" is needed. Endless treks up the mountains, beachcombing, and side trips are now history. Staying out late just so is now a thing of the past. And drinking cases of whatever we can get our hands on and being with "people" just for the heck of it, are now bygones.

This time, I have to live the same boring life everybody has to do as part of that inevitable "chain" in the world that says "work." I now have "responsibilities" that must be carried out, just because. I knew I had deadlines to beat, relationships to mend and endure (and I really do mean endure), meetings to attend, reports to write, monitorings to make... The list is endless. I knew these things have to be done, but without a job, what was I to do. The BPO industry answered that.

I know it's a bitter pill to take, but I did become a call center agent - at least for three months. I was looking for that perfect job that would suit a pauli-sayo (PolSci) graduate, but I can't find one. I was so desperate and felt that I was being a burden to my lola and my tito that I just resorted to getting a job - whatever that job is. So I worked as a CSR (again!) for a bank in America. The only thing that stopped me was when I got so sick that I knew I had to get out.

I was lucky enough to be hired, first as a contractual employee, to revise the Employee Handbook of the Magsaysay Group of Companies. My training at the Weekly Sillimanian really did pay off, as I wrote and wrote and wrote policies and whatnot. And this is just the beginning. Working for one of the biggest human resource, and transport and logistics company in the country do have some of its perks and none short on challenges. Maybe they noticed (finally!) what I was doing and how I was doing, that last July, I became a probationary employee, on just a month-and-a-half of work, and I am currently tasked and involved in the revision of the policy manual of the company, revision of the employee handbook, and maintaining labor relations.

After going through these employment debacles, of course, there are also times when you get to meet people who just strikes you with their ideas and such. Don't get me wrong; I am not the type of person who easily gets awed by people's accomplishment, rather I appreciate what they have done. And then move on. It really is different when you get out of the academe.

Of course, there are also people who touch you on such a personal level that if they're not there, things are just not the way they used to be: food has lost its taste, songs have quirky melodies, world stops moving, flowers have lost their fragrance... You get the idea, right? What even makes it worse is this person currently attends to other "things," which puts a kink in my plans. People are even talking about what's happening, and if I am happy with what's happening. Honestly, no I am not happy. We even have come to talking about it and I just won't accept it. Another thing is, she's also into me, but doesn't trust me. Weird, huh? Oh well. I really do hope something nice happens.

But through all the things that are happening right now, I am happy. Happy that I have a job. Even though my family is in the US, and I am alone, I am happy.

Monday, March 10, 2008


This day has been a disaster, but not quite, especially when I found out that I cannot get my certification from the main office of the Civil Service Commission, but I had to get it from the Regional Office where I took the exam - in this case, Cebu.

I woke up at around 8am, because I was trying to adjust my body clock to a GY schedule, since starting Tuesday, I SHOULD be a night person. Then I went to the Kaliraya office of the Commission, but they told me that since I took the exam in Cebu, my certification is with them...

After knowing that, I decided to go to the Main Office at Batasan Hills in Quezon City, hoping that they might have a copy. (They were the main office after all.) But lo and behold, all certifications from the regional offices will be sent to the main office after 6 months before they can encode it to the main database!

How's that for efficiency and convenience. No wonder people are taking to the streets in protest of Gloria! It was also shocking to see that this office pales in comparison to other national offices. And to think that all public servants have to be scrutinized by said department, yet it seems that the Commission is the poorest and filthiest. Sheesh...

They better suit up and improve their services if they expect people to enter the government service.

Friday, February 8, 2008

A penny saved...

I was just browsing through the Japan Times online, when I read Amy Chavez's article that gives us a rundown of the Japanese currency and its coins. Having had the chance to use those and actually save some, it made me think of the Philippine situation of not having 1-centavo, five-centavo, and ten-centavo coins anymore. It sure is a surprise to see that people do not value money, even arriving at a point wherein five centavos would be withheld by a saleslady because they do not have those coins in stock. What is mine should be mine, and should be given back to me. After all, I earned that money. You cannot just leave change and they issue you an IOU, and visit them to collect those change, even if it accumulates over time.

Some people might criticize me for a such a petty thing, but it is thievery at its simplest and finest. If SM was to keep those 1-centavo change from a million of its customers and multiply it with the number of its stores, on a weekly basis and annually, no wonder they are Number Two in the Richest People in the Philippines list.

Maybe the reason why we continue to lag in Asia and the world is because that petty thing is actually important. Japan, Korea, and the United States do have 1-yen, 1-won, and 1-cent coins and look where they are now. Money is important (be it 1-centavo), and if everybody knows it, a peso will never be a peso without one centavo.