"There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven." Ecclesiastes 3:1

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Manila-Iloilo-Vietnam and Back (May 2010)

The delinquent Genefel is making up for lost blog-times while I'm still trying to sort my thoughts out and taking a break from these crazy To-Dos.

Here are  my quick blogs for all the crazy and lovely things I did last May 2010:

Update: Congratulations LA Lakers!!!

May 7 - I arrived in Iloilo for my much awaited vacation! (Since I was flying Zest Air, my plane arrived at night). Yey Yey Yey. I really love coming home!

May 10 - Election Day. I was excited to see the PCOS machine! Hahaha. The queue to our precinct was long since we arrived quite late (around 10AM). Finally, we did it! "Hopefully that vote counted! Hah!," I thought as I watched the machine eat up the ballot.

Now... that I see the numbers after the proclamation of the President down to the Councilors...hmm...Let me put it this way: Either the surveys were WRONG or the election numbers MISSTATED (They couldn't be both correct if we really think about it and are honest to ourselves; examples - Binay's sudden surge to VP victory - after a sweet brief upgrade in the surveys only weeks before the elections - did we ask who commissioned one of those surveys? Villar - where was he after all the hullaballoo of his supposed best-in-production-design infomercials - number three? And the hairline difference of Roxas behind - I repeat - behind Binay? What about the huge gap between the President-elect and number two - did the surveys warn us?)

But since it's all over. What can we do? We are Filipinos and we are ruled by the same Constitution. Let's exercise the same vigilance and contribute our inputs - big and small - to help make this "Philippine pain" quite bearable. What do we know? - we could succeed in the process. As my Presidential bet once quoted (not verbatim): 'We are already an archipelago; let's not add archipagos of relationships. We should be able to overcome this poverty of the mind, the soul and the pocket.' Probably the President-elect (soon to be President) can be our common inspiration, but the greater work lies with all of us. Let's take ownership of our country's development, and most probably with this self-revolution replicated more than 90 million times, we can move forward.

May 11 - My birthday! My special day! I'm XXXX years old (haha).
28 dears, no shame about that. I ate something sweet, colorful, and long --> MUST-EATs on ones' birthday according to my friend, Melody. I also had Egg Misua in the traditional Chinese custom (I'm not Chinese though; I just love misua, noodles and the like.)

All my favorites ofcourse!

Poor Things

Poor Big Breakfast, I didn’t get to eat you properly. The scrambled eggs were cold when I took the last spoonfuls.

Poor newspaper – I didn’t get to read you when you were still fresh. You’ll be history by the time I scan your pages tonight or whenever.

Poor Hamdesal, I substituted you for a quick lunch. And sorry too, HenLin Braised Beef, I couldn’t even relish the rich sauce before I have to put you aside.

Poor things – the girl is so busy to enjoy Life’s little gifts. Forgive me Father. I promise I’d spend more moments with your gifts.