There is nothing permanent in this world. Everything changes. And so does my name.
When I started to create this blog, I thought of a blog title that would be unique. Something that would speak what my blog is really about.. Then I came up with Lifamin Chalomot Mitgashmin. This is a song from Israel which literally means sometimes, dreams come true. I had explained why I had chosen this to be my blog name in my older post.
Then I think that I have to change it to something English so that people can easily pronounce and understand. Same with my old name, my new name comes from a song entitled the same. I first heard this song over Regine Velasquez’ Bantay Bata Concert years way back. This was written by no less than Mr. Ryan Cayabyab. There are many interpretations of this song by many of our talented local artists but Regine’s rendition just captured me. Her powerful voice and the amount of emotions that she has put in singing this standing-ovation-worthy song convey the real story.
The lyrics, I must say is genuinely magnificent. It tells exactly of what my love life is going though right now. This is not the Bantay Bata video. But I hope this still compensates.
We speak but the words we say mean nothing.
We smile but the smiles we give are wanting.
We look upon each other's eyes, no spark
No glow, no real signs, but we both know
This is all for show.
Until that sometime, somewhere,
We could show the world we have each other
Sometime, somewhere we need not hide out feelings,
We just keep on believing that we both have the time together
Sometime and somewhere, our lips would be free at last
To say the words we've hungered to say.
And we won't have to worry, we smile we won't say sorry
One look and we have cast our fears aside.
Sometime, that sometime will turn to forever, for all time.
Somewhere, our somewhere would not be just one place,
But everywhere.
Until that sometime, somewhere,
We just have to be content with stealing glances
Somehow, content with saying nothing, smiles that are
Always wanting. Though deep inside it hurts
Because we know that our love, like love,
Is what it is, it's what we got
Our love, like love will have to wait
Until that sometime, somewhere.
I hope this blog would not experience identity crisis again in the future just like the one writing this. And I hope that I would be able to find that sometime, somewhere with someone.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
Ef's birthday...
This is again a late post about a late celebration!
Why have I become passive of being tardy now? Why does it not matter to me at all now? The company that I am working does not penalize tardiness. I mean they only deduct from our salaries the lost time and don’t have certain rules regarding absences and tardiness. Thank God because if they do, I would now be out there looking for a new employer who would accept someone terminated due to tardiness. But this is not the story of this post. Another one will be made about this.
Last May 25, Ef celebrated 25 years of existence. We were not able to celebrate on time because her parents from Leyte were in town for her birthday also. We don’t want to rob her rare time with her family. So we decided to have it the next weekend. And this was it!
Ef is an ex-officemate who I wish is still here in the office. This beautiful woman exudes strength and excellence. She is two years younger than me but obviously she is more accomplished, more successful, and a lot better as a professional. At first, I was not sure if we could become friends because she was so intimidating. But sometimes, first impression doesn’t last. And we have proven that. Now, when we have the time to get together with the rest of the officemates and ex-officemates, we openly share our stories and would talk about serious stuffs like our careers, love life and even religion. I always have fun listening to their stories and sharing mine.
Here ere are some of the captured moments on her late birthday celebration at Bigby’s Ayala.
Why have I become passive of being tardy now? Why does it not matter to me at all now? The company that I am working does not penalize tardiness. I mean they only deduct from our salaries the lost time and don’t have certain rules regarding absences and tardiness. Thank God because if they do, I would now be out there looking for a new employer who would accept someone terminated due to tardiness. But this is not the story of this post. Another one will be made about this.
Last May 25, Ef celebrated 25 years of existence. We were not able to celebrate on time because her parents from Leyte were in town for her birthday also. We don’t want to rob her rare time with her family. So we decided to have it the next weekend. And this was it!
Ef is an ex-officemate who I wish is still here in the office. This beautiful woman exudes strength and excellence. She is two years younger than me but obviously she is more accomplished, more successful, and a lot better as a professional. At first, I was not sure if we could become friends because she was so intimidating. But sometimes, first impression doesn’t last. And we have proven that. Now, when we have the time to get together with the rest of the officemates and ex-officemates, we openly share our stories and would talk about serious stuffs like our careers, love life and even religion. I always have fun listening to their stories and sharing mine.
Here ere are some of the captured moments on her late birthday celebration at Bigby’s Ayala.
A very special friend...
I think for a starter of this blogworld, this post would actually be too late since my last one. I had actually drafted a number of articles yet I did not have the confidence and the courage to post it here. But surely, I will have them here in due time.
Anyway, I should not be writing anything today because I am jam-packed with reports and deadlines. One client just ended its fiscal year and I expect a lot of work to be finished. And since the month just ended as well, the compliances to the government agencies and other statutory reports endlessly tire me out.
But today is a special day for me.
It is Jehson’s 26th birthday. And this post would basically be about him and how we became friends. Special friend as I personally classify it.
Jehson is straight and I can attest to that. He is one year younger than me. In high school, I never had a memory of any sort of acquaintances with him. But he claimed that he has seen me one time when I went to his dormitory to talk about something to his helping brother (this is what we call our dormitory prefect). This I could not really remember. Nonetheless, we, together with another friend Efren really got close when we worked together for a company in MEPZ. I was actually hesitant to make friends with them because we had no common interest. Both of them liked basketball a lot while I would rather clean the house and do the laundry. But because we came from the same high school and were instilled with the same values, we eventually became good friends and almost inseparable.
We had the same working shift thus we would always be seen together. Although we did not live in the same house, at work we basically do things together. We ate, slept, took illegal breaks, went home together. On weekends, we would always catch the latest movies in the malls. We would even go to church together. I was so used to being with them that one time I was certainly upset when they did not tell me that they have eaten midnight lunch already. I was waiting for them for about half an hour and my starving stomach prompted me to just go to the canteen. There I found out that they have finished already and were about to take a nap as we usually do.
I felt I was betrayed. I felt I was left alone. I felt lonely. And for almost three months, I did not talk to them. It was my way of taking revenge. I wanted them to be bothered of why I was behaving that way. At the time of course, I did not know that they were affected by my absence. My officemates noticed the emptiness and loneliness in me. I would by then eat, take a break and go home all alone. While I thought that I was taking my sweet revenge, it was actually I who was hurt the most. I was sad and down without them. I was so incomplete and had even a couple of sleepless nights crying. My heart wanted so much to reconcile already but my pride held me back from doing so. Until my officemates called Jehson and Efren to our area and had us reconciled. Words of apologies were softly yet wholeheartedly spoken. We shook hands and in the next few minutes we were again together, stronger, as if nothing happened.
Now, after almost eight years since we resigned from the company, I could say that we still remain the best of friends. We all have different lives now. Efren is now married and is trying to find success in Isabela. Jehson, is now a successful seaman traveling around the world earning millions of dollars. I, on the other hand, am working for a small accounting firm here in Cebu. With everything that is and will be happening to me, I would forever be grateful that I found these two great individuals whom I again, personally classify as special friends.
On his birthday, I texted him that I wish God grants everything that his heart desires. And he replied “Wow! Thx.hoping so much. Mao pa lng jud pglrga nmo gkan new york 2 west Africa 1port dn blik n sad dre us.rgardz ko dha. Hehehe”
He never fails to text me back whenever I text him whether he is in or out of the country. The latter depends of course if he is on land, I mean, not in the middle of the ocean. And this makes me feel I am someone special too.
Anyway, I should not be writing anything today because I am jam-packed with reports and deadlines. One client just ended its fiscal year and I expect a lot of work to be finished. And since the month just ended as well, the compliances to the government agencies and other statutory reports endlessly tire me out.
But today is a special day for me.
It is Jehson’s 26th birthday. And this post would basically be about him and how we became friends. Special friend as I personally classify it.
Jehson is straight and I can attest to that. He is one year younger than me. In high school, I never had a memory of any sort of acquaintances with him. But he claimed that he has seen me one time when I went to his dormitory to talk about something to his helping brother (this is what we call our dormitory prefect). This I could not really remember. Nonetheless, we, together with another friend Efren really got close when we worked together for a company in MEPZ. I was actually hesitant to make friends with them because we had no common interest. Both of them liked basketball a lot while I would rather clean the house and do the laundry. But because we came from the same high school and were instilled with the same values, we eventually became good friends and almost inseparable.
We had the same working shift thus we would always be seen together. Although we did not live in the same house, at work we basically do things together. We ate, slept, took illegal breaks, went home together. On weekends, we would always catch the latest movies in the malls. We would even go to church together. I was so used to being with them that one time I was certainly upset when they did not tell me that they have eaten midnight lunch already. I was waiting for them for about half an hour and my starving stomach prompted me to just go to the canteen. There I found out that they have finished already and were about to take a nap as we usually do.
I felt I was betrayed. I felt I was left alone. I felt lonely. And for almost three months, I did not talk to them. It was my way of taking revenge. I wanted them to be bothered of why I was behaving that way. At the time of course, I did not know that they were affected by my absence. My officemates noticed the emptiness and loneliness in me. I would by then eat, take a break and go home all alone. While I thought that I was taking my sweet revenge, it was actually I who was hurt the most. I was sad and down without them. I was so incomplete and had even a couple of sleepless nights crying. My heart wanted so much to reconcile already but my pride held me back from doing so. Until my officemates called Jehson and Efren to our area and had us reconciled. Words of apologies were softly yet wholeheartedly spoken. We shook hands and in the next few minutes we were again together, stronger, as if nothing happened.
Now, after almost eight years since we resigned from the company, I could say that we still remain the best of friends. We all have different lives now. Efren is now married and is trying to find success in Isabela. Jehson, is now a successful seaman traveling around the world earning millions of dollars. I, on the other hand, am working for a small accounting firm here in Cebu. With everything that is and will be happening to me, I would forever be grateful that I found these two great individuals whom I again, personally classify as special friends.
On his birthday, I texted him that I wish God grants everything that his heart desires. And he replied “Wow! Thx.hoping so much. Mao pa lng jud pglrga nmo gkan new york 2 west Africa 1port dn blik n sad dre us.rgardz ko dha. Hehehe”
He never fails to text me back whenever I text him whether he is in or out of the country. The latter depends of course if he is on land, I mean, not in the middle of the ocean. And this makes me feel I am someone special too.
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