Tuesday, August 24, 2010

10 years


Ilang araw na lang at matatapos na ang maliligayang araw ko sa Pascual Laboratories, Inc. kung saan 10 taon akong nag serbisyo bilang isang empleyado. Madaming mga bagay ang di ko malilimutan sa 10 taon kong paglilingkod sa kumpanyang ito. Lalo't higit ang mga co-employees ko na naging malapit sa akin.

March 01, 2000 ng naging isa akong casual sa Pascuallab. 1st assignment Quality Control Inspector. Maám Bessie sya ang kauna-unahan kong nakilalang supervisor sa Pascuallab, dahil sya ang naginterview at naging bisor ko. Di ko makalimutan ng matanggap ako dito bilang Quality Control Inspector masaya sobrang saya sapagkat marami ang nagmimithi na mapabilang sa mga empleyado ng Pascuallab.

March 15, 2000 to August 15, 2004 2nd assignment Quality Control Stability Analyst, Raw Material Analyst, New Product Development Analyst. Maám Nora sya ang naging Bisor ko sa QC Stability at sya rin ang nagbigay sa akin ng chance na maregular sa Pascuallab August 15, 2000 ng maregular ako sa Pascuallab.. Ate Louie unang mentor as analyst and unang kaibigan. Madami akong natutunan kay Ate Louie, ang pagiging matatag lalong lalo na sa mga issue, maprinsipyo, matibay. Di ko makakalimutan ang tao na 'to at ang mga naging kaibigan ko sa Stability mga tunay na kaibigan na alam mong laging nandyan at masasandalan... Sa kanila ko naipakita ang lahat ng kahinaan ko, sinuportahan nila yun at di nila ako pinabayaan. Louie Lindayag, Rachellie Batongbakal, Christopher Agustin, at Michael Eusebio. Lahat sila wala na rin sa Pascual. Unang nagresign si Rache nagtayo sya ng Botika sa sta. maria. Sumunod si Tupe na isa ng senior analyst sa Spimaco, Louie na sa kasalukuyan ay may sarili ng pwesto sa divisoria at si michael na isa na ring senior analyst sa Spimaco. Noong nagresign sila sobrang lungkot ko na sa isip ko nagiisa na ako.

Hanggang sa nabalik ako sa QC Inspection August 16, 2004. Nabalik muli ako kay Maám Bessie na noong panahon na yun ay di nya ako type kasi pasaway daw ako...hhmmmm....kulang na lang ipamigay nya ako sa ibang department...ilang panahon na naging bisor ko sya muli November 2004 naging QC Manager sya kaya't napalitan sya ni Sir Ruben... Madami di akong natutunan sa tao na 'to sinuportahan ko sya ng todo todo...sapagkat sya ang nagbalik at nagbuhay ng tiwala ko sa sarili ko.Dahil nung mga panahon na yun ay down na ako at sobrang baba ng senses ko... Naging masaya ako sa QC Inspection nakasama ko dito sina Cecil dela Cruz, Eden Ong, Rachelle Canda, Neil Pabustan, Johanna Garcia, isama na din natin ang inampon namin na si Mark Ilang-Ilang, pati na di si Nessie Agustin na kapit bahay namin... Sobrang saya sa Inspection lahat ng raket, gimikan, kainan, at program sa pascual lalo't may sayawan at kantahan eh sinalihan namin. Isa ito sa grupong di ko makakalimutan na nagmahal sa akin kung sino ako. Sa section na ito na din ako nagkaanak si Clarizza Angela Bartolome na minahal nila ng husto kahit pa isang special child ang naging anak ko. Naging kumare ko silang lahat. Sila ang naging kaagapay at nagpalakas ng loob ko sa lahat ng problema na hinarap ko nung naging anak ko si Clarizza.

September 01, 2006 ng maging supervisor ako Stability Supervisor. Ako ang kauna unahang tao na mapopromote na umiiyak pa dahil ayokong maposisyon kaso walang choice kailangang tanggapin ang offer sayang din... Masarap na SOBRANG hirap ang maging bisor pero dito ako nagmature. 4 years din akong naging bisor 2 years sa stability at 2 yrs sa In-process laboratory... sobrang hirap pero kahit papano kinakaya.

At ngayon August 20, 2010 lilisanin ko na ang kumpanya na nagpatatag sa akin. Ang kumpanyang bumuo ng aking pakpak para makalipad ng mataas. Malungkot na may halong saya malungkot dahil iiwan ko na ang aking mga kaibigan masaya kasi bubuo na ako ng aking sariling pangarap...

Salamat Pascuallab. sa experience at sa lahat ng bagay na ibinigay mo sa aking pagkatao...

Thursday, April 1, 2010

I'll be Fine

Just saw this link posted by an officemate.Then I tried to listen to it...Well after listening to the song hayst...can't help myself but to listen to it over and over...



by: Stevie Hoang

I'll Be Fine Lyrics

It's better if we don't speak at all, all, all (at all, all, all x2)
It's better if we don't speak at all, all, all (at all, all, all x3)

Now deep down inside
You know, it cuts like a knife
But I'm too proud to show it
Pain in my chest (it feels)
Like I lost my breath
But she just doesnt know it
So many things that I'm just dying to say
But I can't seem to tell her

It's killing me, to know that she wants to leave
But I'm not gonna beg her to stay (no)
Cause I got my pride, I'm not gonna cry (cry)
There won't be no tears falling from these eyes
Don't need her to see, that it's killing me
So this is what I'll say

You don't have to worry about me
Girl, i'll be fine
You dont have to call me again
Girl, its alright
You dont have to ask me if i will be okay
Girl, i'll be fine
Girl, i'll be fine

You aint got to tell me that we can still be friends
You aint gotta make no excuses and pretend
Cause i'll be fine, said i'll be fine
Theres no need to call

It's better if we don't speak at all, all, all (at all, all, all x2)
It's better if we don't speak at all, all, all (at all, all, all x3)

now i cant believe, that i fell so deep
and i let my heart so open
now i gotta try, to keep it inside
these words, are better left unspoken

cause i still got my pride, im not gonna cry
there wont be no tears fallling from these eyes
dont need her to see
that its killing me
so this is what im saying

You don't have to worry about me
Girl, i'll be fine
You dont have to call me again
Girl, its alright
You dont have to ask me if i will be okay
Girl, i'll be fine
Girl, i'll be fine

You aint got to tell me that we can still be friends
You aint gotta make no excuses and pretend
Cause i'll be fine, said i'll be fine
Theres no need to call

It's better if we don't speak at all, all, all (at all, all, all x2)
It's better if we don't speak at all, all, all (at all, all, all x3)

girl i'll be fine (said i'll be fine)
theres no need to call
its better if we dont speak at all

Saturday, February 27, 2010

The Man Who Can't be Moved



THE MAN WHO CAN'T BE MOVED
by: the Script

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"

Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Policeman says, "son you can't stay here"
I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for If it's a day, a month, a year"
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe i'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
cause you'll know it's just for you
Im the man who can't be moved

Chorus 2x

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

A simple heart breaking story




Sometimes we are mislead of our feelings...We always thought that the love gone but the truth is we just need time together to feel the fire and bring back the intimacy.....This Simple heart breaking story really touched my heart. I actually read this for the second time and the hurt I felt was still the same. So now let me share this to you...

MARRIAGE

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.


Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

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A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.

Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder. Matthew 19:6

Saturday, January 2, 2010

2010


Di gaya ng mga nakaraang Jan. 01 ngayon araw na 'to sa bahay lang kami nagstay kasama ang aking Mama at ang aking anak.Nakakapanibago dahil usually nasa galaan ako at kasama ang aking byanan...Sa unang araw ng taong ito pinili ko ang magstay at magpahinga lang dito sa bahay dahil una umiiwas ako sa gastos.hahaha...Gusto ko na din kasing makaipon at makapagsimula ng ibang buhay.Marami akong pangarap na gusto kong masimulan ngayon taon na 'to. Gusto ko ding maumpisahan ng tama ang buhay ko ngayong 2010. Di ko naman din sinasabi na mali ang naging takbo ng buhay ko noong 2009 pero gusto ko na ding ituwid lahat ng baluktot na nagawa ko noong 2009 lalot higit ang sobrang pagiging magastos ko na masyado akong nalibang sa mga bagay na nakapaligid sa akin...

Ngayong 2010 hanggat maaari gusto kong ma-accomplished lahat ng project ko, bago dumating ang aking asawa, para matuwa naman sya sa akin.hahaha...Excited na din ako kasi nalalapit na din ang kanyang pagdating 11 mos and 15 days na lang padating na sya...hahaha...

Sana ang taong ito ay maging maganda ang pasok sa bawat isa sa atin...wala na sanang Ondoy na dumating, maging peaceful ang election... atbp...

Muli ang pagbati ng Maligayang Bagong Taon sa bawat isa ang aking ipinapaabot...Welcome 2010!!!!!!!!!


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