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Cebuanos’ support have been shown for a couple of times. Sheryn Regis almost won against Eric Santos due to judges’ decisions.If the votes really have a huge weight, she could’ve won the million and gotten what Eric is enjoying until now. Gladly, Kim Chiu, had the chance to be a winner, and it was because of the number of text votes. They say that Gloria won because of the number of votes she got from the Cebuanos. You see, Cebuanos do support, and we support this much because we have seen a lot of times, heard a lot times, that Tagalogs underestimate us. Manila and Cebu are like New York and Chicago, if you know what I mean.

Another Cebuano is trying to create his name in the court. Cebuanos are excited to have another Hontiveros or maybe a better  one. We have been waiting to see  how he holds his ball and shoot it, but he has been deprived from showing his skills to the world. Cebu recently had Krispy Kremes, and I heard some people, while standing in line, talking about Pasculado. Whenever I go for a break, I can hear some people still talking about it. We all feel the same, and that is discrimination. Here’s a sad possibility: after a few losses, after being demotivated,  and maybe after this plea to let Pasculado play, the coach will let him. There is a huge chance that Pasculado couldn’t get the ideal points because he has been insulted and being a bench warmer for a few games can be ridiculing. Finally, the coach can say his spiel, ” eh wala pa lang binatbat tong parati nyong pinapalaro eh.”

I don’t know if all Cebuanos felt the way I did. I had several experiences with Tagalogs, and they usually aren’t comfortable seeing me as better than them. They always see me as their adversary. What do you think?

I love it when you cry; it makes me see that you still have a little sensitivity. I love it when you scowl because it makes me understand that you don’t have anything to beam about. I love it when you’re wearing the worst shirt; it makes me see your true unsightliness. I love it when you speak with no sense; it makes me realize how deficient you are. I love it when you’re jobless; it makes me spot your ennui. I love it when you’re broke; it gives … Read More

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My mom, who is a wonderful cook, was busy preparing for the “noche buena” and taking pictures, my dad went to me and said,” I will be very frustrated too if I just found out that Santa Claus is not white.” My dad always finds a way to turn bad things into good ones through his intellectual humor. I got back to his joke and said, “now I understand why my gifts are cheap!” We were all smiles when we stepped out from my room going to dig in my mom’s sumptuous dinner.

It’s usualy my mom who speaks a short prayer but not on that evening – it was my dad. He only said, “ Thank you, Lord, for giving us the chance to give you thanks for all the blessings – my healthy and happy family and my job. I pray that you won’t stop from being a Santa to our lives, giving wonderful things each year. We will keep on giving you thanks for we’ll never know when you stop from being a Santa.Amen.” My translation may not be that accurate but I remember my dad’s words. I remember those words because I have always been wondering what he meant by those words. I tried to decipher but never asked my dad what those words meant.

Last Christmas, he said the same words to me while looking at Fam. I realized. Today, kids may be believing in Santa Claus, but the next time we check, they aren’t anymore. They grow fast, and leave their parents unexpectedly. Today’s Christmas, we are still spoon-feeding them but in years to come, they are all feeding their own kids. While you can, be with your parents on Christmas. Let them feel that they are still your Santa Clauses. We’ll never know when they stop breathing and not there anymore to look at us the same way when we were still believing in Santa Claus.



Enigma – that’s my verve, and this weekend is another attestation. Pretty much the same as my other trips, I did not map on anything, though I have a destination on my mind which is Bantayan Island, but it changed along the way. Saturday afternoon, I left the office at 1pm. Now you know why I didn’t push with my Bantayan escapade. The last trip for the ferry is at 2pm. Do I have to explain? I had a quick detour. Instead of going to north, I heade … Read More

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A trainee turned pal, Debbie, is from Toledo City. Every chance she gets, she goes home and sees Isaac and Conrad, her boys aside from her husband. This career woman cannot get enough of her motherhood that she manages to travel more than two hours every day off. Her kids are staying with her parents in a home half kilometer away from the main road and the beach. Debbie has a humble domicile filled with rich laughter brought by her kids which obviously depicts the kids’ fondness to their mom, cheerful chirpings from the birds, swaying meadows along with the fresh air, calming greens from that inspires life, and lip smacking home-cooked meals courtesy of Tita Firma.

On a Sunday morning, I woke up at 5 with the intentions of greeting the morning with a flash. The skies were amazing. The colors were vibrant which mirrored the perfection of JAH’s creation. The meadows with morning dews collated my solitary but corrected my sadness.

Looking at Debbie cuddling her kids made me commit to memory how despondent I am not having my daughter with me in Cebu. Toledo City made me have down pat my hometown, Ozamiz, and my family especially FAM. Whenever I am home, I am always with FAM. I go to school with her; I make sure that I see that cute smile and kiss those tiny lips before she launches her day; and just like Debbie, every moment spent with FAM cannot thump a day in a divine resort spent alone. Debbie and I went to the beach, of course. It was my first to see a sub aquatic of river rocks, well, I don’t know if those are river rocks since they are on the seabed. I took some photos, and maybe you can help me with the literal name of those rocks. Going back to those rocks, they are all over the place. The shoreline is filled with those. It’s a must see, matchless beach because it’s a beach with no sand, just rocks and lime stones. On Debbie’s scooter, we drove to a nearby spring where local kids swim and mothers wash their clothes. The carabaos are on the side of the spring rail resting on their fair share spring water. Witnessing their method of a lazy Sunday morning, I spited them. They don’t have rent to think about, no medicines to buy, no hassle in the city’s everyday intense traffic, and no water bills to pay. Don’t you wish to live like them?

Back to Debbie’s shabby, chic home, I caught myself comfortably leaning against a rattan rocking chair. I was thinking about the things that happened to me for 29 years. I began evaluating myself as a daughter, a mother, an employee, a friend, a cousin, and a lover. I am not going to tell you the results, but if you are my parents, daughter, boss, friend, cousin, or my ex-lover, you will surely love my renewed self. Thanks to Debbie and her family for making another weekend memorable and inspirational.

I love it when you scowl because it makes me understand that you don’t have anything to beam about.

I love it when you’re wearing the worst shirt; it makes me see your true unsightliness.

I love it when you speak with no sense; it makes me realize how deficient you are.

I love it when you’re jobless; it makes me spot your ennui.

I love it when you’re broke; it gives me comfort.

I love it when you’re not around; it makes me think that you are on the ground.

I love it when you’re not with me; it makes me proud.

I love it when you go to church; it makes me see that you are sorry.

I love it when you date someone else; it makes me see how bad you pick your girls.

I love it when you sing out of tune; it makes disgust our song.

I love it when you are hung up; you were never were when we were together.

I love it when you drop my calls; it makes me never hear your voice.

I love it when you don’t text me back; it makes me think that you lost your fingers.

I love it when you drop my calls; it makes me think that you are busy. It makes me think that it’s useless to take them because you just lost your hearing. It makes me think that you cannot talk because you had an accident. It makes me think that you in a middle of crisis. On the other had, it makes me think that you are enjoying the company of a new found love. It makes me think that you don’t want to talk to me and that you loathe me. It makes me think that you are in a meeting and busy achieving your goals while here I am, hurting.

I love it when you don’t text me back; it makes me think that you lost your fingers. It makes me think that you went to Saudi Arabia and caught from stealing, and the cops cut your fingers. It makes me think that you lost your sight for some reason, and I hope it’s something serious and permanent. However, it makes me think your hands are tied up while making love with your new girl. It makes me think that your hands are touching someone else’s back, and both of you are naked. It makes me think that you are giving someone else a massage that I have been missing for a century.

And lastly, I love it when you say “hi” as if you didn’t break my heart because at least, I know that you don’t hate me.

June 5, 2010 marked the first Coastal Clean-up drive in Marigondon, Cebu. You might be asking why in Marigondon, well in fact, most of the beaches there are private and have been developed by some foreign investors and bunch of foreigner-married Filipinas. Each team in TeleTech goes to team buildings once in a while and if the rest days of the associates won’t fall on the same day and swaps are not available, the first option is always the island of Marigondon –white sand, pretty close, and kind of cheap. Because of these reasons, more and more people opted to visit the island. If population increases, so as pollution; sad but true. Roland del Rosario, the IT Lead of our company, saw this result of man-made destruction of the said island. He initiated the coastal clean-up for the island and invited all employees in TeleTech, Cebu. As the chair of the RAVE Team, I had my share of inviting people to join for this awareness.

Almost 40 employees joined hands including managers and supervisors during that day in showing how a true TeleTech employee cares. The feeling of being environment-friendly individuals cannot be described but after cleaning a small part of the island, the feeling became a realization. It was a realization that if only all Filipinos help one another in making a difference for our Mother Earth, a greener environment will be lived in. Swimming in a bluer and cleaner ocean will be enjoyed.

A salute to all CDC employees for taking out some marine debris; indeed, TeleTech cares.

I first knew that they are interesting during the second the day. We had an issue with the “banana” thing, and it hit me; I found fingerlings in them. As time spent, thoughts poured in, and lives shared among us, they became more than my trainees. I think it’s not the first that I treated my trainees like them. I am always sociable and never a day I wore my trainer’s cap. I was just promoted way before them, but this fact doesn’t mean that they have less than I have. In a class, it’s always the trainer who is learning.

Not all people know me as a profiler because of my MA, but I have shared a lot of details about myself to them so let me count the things…

Mommy – She is naturally witty, funny, and titty (you know what I mean). She is a better mother than a wife, I should say. You can trust her, but she can’t trust you that easily. She may be scorned, but no one can tell. Camouflaging is her cup of tea.

The Late Attorney – She can overpower you with words, but it doesn’t mean than she cannot weep. She always asks questions, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t understand nor she doesn’t believe you. She is probing because she wants you to be aware that she is listening and for you to tell her indirectly that she is right; however, she is not righteous. She sees her flaws and even flaunts them, but do not tell the flaws in her face because a battle is just around her.

The Beri Pretty – She is pretty, and she knows it. She is smart, and still she knows it. That is why people misconstrue this behavior as negative. She knows love and enjoyment. She comes tough but weak inside. She is a cry-baby not because she is naturally a cry-baby, but because she has not cried so much. Feeble-minded is a word for her for she doesn’t want to hurt other people. She can always forfeit her own happiness than to see others unhappy.

Futu – She is pretty, sexy, and smart to talk to. She is indiscreet in actions and words. She doesn’t care if other people don’t like her. It’s “my way or the highway”. She speaks her mind and even if she is aware that others were hurt because of her ways, she still doesn’t pardon her words and actions. She is friendly to people she likes. She likes the outdoors because it is where she can be herself.

Mamasan – She has a lot of troubles because of her past and will always have some until she learns to fight back. All she ever wanted is have a complete family with a man who is man enough to provide the needs of the family, who respects her dignity and realizes her worth, and who will love her and her kids. She also wants to play around, not because is a player but because she wants to have options. She was devastated when her marriage failed simply because she closed her heart. Now, she is in love, but it doesn’t mean that she is a mono. Well, she can be after weighing things out. She is fun to be with, and she can keep secrets.

Tubby – One thing is transparent on this guy; he is a good, passionate father. A gentleman who overhauled himself with ego, that’s him. Be careful because he can be rude like no other man wants to see him flare up.

The Boyfriend – He is loving and passionate but not to his siblings. That is why he is doing everything to make his relationship work with her girlfriend because he wants to show what he got to his future family. He is self-reliant. He doesn’t want to rely on other people especially to live behind the shadows of his kin. He is future-oriented. He is a softee, easily gets hurt and difficult to accept failure.