A Thousand Reasons to Smile!

I looked at the mirror today inside the Ayala Mall and got frustrated seeing some red blemishes/rashes on my face. I got conscious as I went back from a toilet break. I hope they did not care though. On my way home, I already thought of putting in my Facebook status: "have 100 reasons to fret..." But I thought, "hmmm..hey I also have a thousand reasons to smile! Let me count the ways:

- had a blast during training

-a good confession

-catching up with friends

-business opportunities 

-bonding with family

-getting hired

-loved by people

-I got talent!

-cozy home,etc...

These are just a few of the countless reasons for me to smile. Ah, it feels so good indeed to count your blessings! Guess this will be a beginning of an endless chatter of  "What's Right With Me?" theme in this blog!

Choose to count your blessings! :-)

Call Center Magic

It's been a long while since I have written on this dust collecting blog. The other night, I wrote on my tumblr blog that I should stop from thinking about what's wrong with me and just write on anything that has gone right or the positive things in life.

I am happy because I just started training in another BPO company which we were hired on a day shift! It's our second day today and it went well. It would be awesome especially when we meet old school mates or even friends from our previous jobs. The awkwardness was just for a few hours yesterday and then everyone was acting like we have been friends since babies. What I like about call centers is the magic of building relationships among the team. We grow together even with a slight competition. Even the times when the trainees are already distributed in different teams, the bond remains and you're lucky (which happens more often than not), the bond extends with the new team you have. Probably the major factor is the compensation you get as a BPO worker which gives the opportunity to bond more during payday (hehehe).

Whatever the factor is for such relationships to develop, I could say that such friendship is one of the best thing in any workplace. :-)

Travel Hangover...

Oh My! It's been a week since I came from Bantayan Island from the Bayani Challenge 2011 and six weeks since I came from  Australia! Approximately four months ago I came from Davao also but that was a different travel story because I attended a funeral. So, I 'm just thankful that I 've traveled a lot for the first quarter. Thank you God! The memories are priceless!

Australian Trip: Sydney Opera House

One of the most awaited tours I wanted to do in Sydney, Australia is to tour inside Sydney Opera House and yes, it was worth it! It  seems you haven't gone to Asutralia if yu haven't been to the Opera House. It was a dream come true.

 We were given audio sets by the tour guide so we can hear clearly as guided us and probably so as not to strain his voice  as well.

I was just amazed at the history and how such a simple sketch design submitted was selected. Well, If I were also part of those who screened the submitted designs, I bet I would have chosen it too. Thus, the challenge began including Jorn Utzon, the architect who submitted the design and took eight years to complete it.However, Utzon resigned as architect as a result of change in the government in 1966. Then on, he never returned to Australia and never witnessed the inaugurating of his once design initiative turn into Australia's major landmark.

Oh, sad story huh? However, much to our delight, before the tour ended, we were shown the Utzon Room which was the former Reception Hall and now re-designed by Utzon before he died. Way back in 1999, he was re-engaged as the  Sydney Opera House architect in collaboration with his son Jan and Sydney-based architect Richard Johnson. So, it still ended with a happy ending and we took away pictures for our memories at the end of the tour.

Next post will be the rest of our city tour in Sydney! :-)

Night of Letting Go

Last Friday night is what I call "A Night of Letting Go" because I just got news from my aunt that one of my uncles (one of their brothers) passed away due to lung cancer and as I was on my way home, I noticed that my bag was already open although I already had a bad hunch of the bubbly woman sitting beside me inside the jeep,all I did was turn away from her and clutching my bag and other things tightly yet, I no longer found my phones inside my bag when the jeepney was nearing Ayala. I set aside the idea that it was picked from my bag thinking I must've left it at the store. Much to my dismay, the next day, I could not find my phone pouch and even worse, my phones! It finally dawned on me that I was victimized again by pickpockets (I believe there were two of them). After 4 years of being freed from the traumatic experience of the Boodle Gang (God bless their souls) who smoothly took away also my two phones, here I am again, although less traumatized yet the thought of that I still lost my phones which i have most dearly treasured since 2007 has slipped through my hands.ouch..But I have to let go of it now and move on. Probably, I have mastered the art of letting go because it no longer hurts just as before. Maybe because I know I tried to do some safety precautions against the hag yet she still managed to slip her hand through my bag. As for my Uncle Edgar, he has been our music mentor especially when he stayed with us during his stint in Cebu. Knowing that he had cancer, I was planning to send him some alternative supplements but it was too late already because it was relayed to me that he was gone. It's really tempting to blame myself for not taking necessary actions right away but it would probably become a waste of time if I dwell much on the what if's of my situation. All I can do as for now is pray for his soul and for the souls of the pickpockets(I mean that they will be enlightened). Letting go? Yes. Moving on? It's the best option. :-)

Blank

As of now, I just want to stare at the computer screen and type on anything. I wanted to do alot of things through the internet but it seems that nothing comes into my mind right now. Oh well, something came up! hahaha because I am starting to type whatever came up! Probably, blogging will become one of my de-stressers because it actually relieves my stress a bit. I wanted to write something about the organic products I sell still, nothing happens. I can express myself better through writing than speaking. But hey, I'm not saying I'm a good one because I'm not! Sometimes, I should say, that this is also my way of boring myself to sleep? You know why? 'Coz I am actually getting sleepy now. So, goodnight friensd! 'Til my next blog! Mwah!

Glimpses of my Davao trip

I just arrived from Davao yesterday. It was the least that I expected because I feel too stressed to go out due to my asthma attack. Nevertheless, I decided to go out and cross the main city ( I stayed by the way in the Island Garden City of Samal-my mother's hometown, an island declared a city off coast of Davao City) and accompany my mom in the city. Every time we crossed to and from the island I couldn't get enough of the captivating view of the Mt. Apo which is dubbed as the tallest mountain in the country (google the height if you want). Much as  I would like to take a picture of it, we forgot to buy the right batteries for my digicam. Moving on, I never fail to breathe the cool air breeze with the belief that it could slightly relieve my attack. Thank God, I managed everything despite my dilemma! One of the things I've accomplished during my trip was getting  duplicate copy of my baptismal certificate because I have long planned to secure one and it only took less than an hour to get it at a reasonable price! I also convinced my mom to visit her former employer or the establishment where she used to work for a long time-Merco ( Mercantile Corporation), a famous food joint in Davao during the 90's which now specializes in ice cream and cakes. We were lucky enough because there was a Halloween promo on the Watermelon Ice cream special which was buy one take one. Three scoops of ice cream (for the single serving at 115 pesos, 4 scoops for double at 135 pesos) sits on a half sliced watermelon fruit with garnished round watermelon balls and topped with sliced bananas. It was indeed a feast on the eyes. I will be showing you a picture in my next blog after I finished uploading it from my mobile. Most of all, we took time to meet up and bond with relatives when there is time and there was never a lull moment in these times. For me, it was no longer a tearful goodbye to leave Davao because I promised myself that I will be back next year and this time, to tour the whole Island Garden City as well as the Davao City escapades. Davao is not just my mother's hometown, it is also where I was born and nothing can ever change that. Just thinking of going back really makes me excited! :-)