Jobless??

Statistically, in the Philippines, 3 million people are jobless and 1 million people are expected to graduate this year and look for a job. However, if you’ll look around, a lot of companies are hiring. BPO is still on the rise of hiring staff (whether be agent post, support, IT, or managerial group).

Could it be that those 3 million people were not fitted for any of those offered jobs? I doubt. It would always be depending on one's choice and point of view.

It's either you grab whatever is available right now of feed yourself with pride. Munch on!

UNDER THE RAIN by Michael Blen

                        The rain is pouring heavily,  almost like a waterfall.  I’m wet all over,  and yet I’m standing here,  unmoving.  It’s like the time suddenly stopped,  and my drenched body froze in it’s tracks…

           

            This morning,  I woke up to see the sun gently imparting its first few rays. I got up unusually early. Then I remembered I cried my self to sleep last night. I saw my special friend with another guy, having lunch at the cafeteria yesterday. I know that the real man should never cry because of some girl who broke his heart. But I wept. Maybe I was hurt. Never mind. I rose up, washed my face and went down with my usual morning routine. When I was about to leave, My mom asked me if I cried last night. I said no, and hurriedly went outside.

            

       While I was riding a jeepney, I thought about what I am going to tell her, should I confront her, or should I wait until I have enough evidence? I stopped thinking about it when I finally arrived  at school.

           

         She was the first one I saw inside the room.  I waved at her to smile a bit. She waved back, and smiled. Ahhh, that smile. I was struck again by that fascinating grin, that same alluring smirk that made me fall for her in the first place. I was dumb founded.

                 

    Lunchtime. I was glad to see her alone. I swore I would punch the guy straight in the eye if I see him with her again. I quietly approached her. I wanted to surprise her, but she readily found me. I was about to asked her what she wanted to eat  when she abruptly told me if I could just drop by their house after classes she left me with a tap on the shoulder, and a problem in Physic. I asked myself again for the million time. Alas, Is this my Fate; a mere problem solver?

           

            While going through my afternoon classes,  I again thought what would I say to her in her place.  I baffled an assortment of thoughts that made my confused mind ache.  I was relieved when the final bell for the whole school day rung.  But I suddenly got nervous.  I looked at the dark gray clouds looming over the horizon.  It was about to rain.

                       

I slowly took the steps to their house,  my heart pounding furiously.  I didn’t know what to do.  My mind was clouded with anxiety.  Timidness suddenly struck me.  But I was determined.  I found the front door open so I barged in,  not knowing what to expect.

            There she is,  sitting comfortably on the lap of a guy who had lunch with her yesterday.  I was filled with resentment.  I went closer and punch him straight in the eye.  She tried to stop me but I already made my blow.  She pulled me outside,  telling the other guy to calm down.  She screamed at me,  swore at me,          

ask me such a thing.  I shot back at her,  told her that I love her,  and that I was jealous.  She bellowed,  telling me that she didn’t love me,  that she liked me only as a friend,  no more,  no less.  I was thunderstruck.

                       

Now I’m here,  standing still,  breathless.  I was stunned.  The rain is gushing heavily on my motionless frame,  the cold gust of wind slowly eating through my nonchalant form.  I don’t care.  I am heartbroken.

*Credit goes to my high school ally, Michael Anthony Blen, from Imus Institute.

Recovering from an awful relationship

Falling  apart is a branch of every relationship. We might not consider failure as a factor in a commitment but actually it’s like a thorns in every roses, a bee in every flower, and a storm in a summer. If there were no break-ups nor fights, maybe we all have a wonderful relationship. We won’t have sleepless nights, plump eyes, day nightmares. However, come to think of it, it makes us stronger. A rose is not a rose without thorns; flowers without bees? How could they reproduce? and a storm in a summer, isn’t it fun that through the heat of summer once in a while there would be refreshing rain to balance the whole thing? Through those sleepless nights, we could reflect about what happened and eventually realize that it’s their loss. Plump eyes symbolizes that we’re human and we cry!

There are a lot of factors for a bad relationship such as jealousy,  it’s human nature and  we all have insecurities, other is incompatibilities, comparison, third is seeking, when you begun to seek for something from your partner, the problem occurs by then, or it could be other loves much while other loves little. Good foundation in a relationship is giving and not asking something in return, when you don’t have this, you’re not into a healthy commitment.

Recovering from a bad relationship isn’t that easy specially when you shared a lot but once break-up occurs, be brave and face it. To recover, make yourself busy, study, go to party, mingle with other people, pamper yourself and

ask for Lord’s guidance. Face the reality that the relationship didn’t work out. Be optimistic that at least you have memories to reminisce. Be thankful at the same time for at least that person made you happy even for a while. Open your heart for opportunities. Always put in mind that there is someone who’s destined to be with you and both of you will grow with each other and discover forever. Once you find that love, give it its wings for loving is not holding into it too tight but releasing it and letting it be in the right place. Remember that life isn’t perfect. It’s a blend of joy and sorrow; it’s just a matter of how you deal with it. Be happy because it’s not merely an emotion, it’s also a choice. As the saying says, “it’s better to be loved and got hurt than never be love at all”


***written when i was in college, not so much a writer then***

Stand on Sabah vs The Sultanate of Sulu

Recently, another chaos regarding the country's property possession has been brought to Filipino's attention. With China on the front load, can Philippines administer another claim regarding Sabah?

How did it start? Through the articles i have read, i learned that Sabah was given to the Sultan of Sulu by the Sultan of Brunei as a prize for helping him from his enemies. It was leased from then on. However, Malaysia is claiming that money is not for rental but as a payment for buying Sabah (For transcript: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Borneo_dispute).


It would be a shoot for the moon for the Sultanate of Sulu to get the legal ownership of Sabah in a peaceful way without a help from the government. Usually, allegations/distress between countries are being settled in an International Court through United Nations (Like China-Philippines maritime territorial dispute which is currently brought up to an international arbitration tribunal in UN). We all know that Malaysia and Philippines are both members of the United Nations. Sultanate of Sulu will have several challenges in getting Sabah back. First, Sultan has been abolished in our constitution. Philippines does not legally recognize the system. Sultanate system is only protected and preserved for cultural heritage and education whatfor. Having said that, who would file a claim in the International Court of Justice? Since Sultan is not legally recognize internationally, they can not file a claim on their own. Second, in 1963 election, people of Sabah voted to be part of Malaysia. Changes won't be easy to instil on Sabahans mind. 

I guess this calls for war. Are we prepared enough?

In the event that Sabah would be part of the Philippines, it sure would contribute to the country's levitating economy. It has been broadcasted how rich Sabah is with oil and gas. It is also boasting a pristine culture and heritage that would be great for tourism.

Wherever this chaos may lead us, I hope that lives will be protected and peace will remain.



***for editing -raa116

Springfield: Hope and Peace

As i live my life on a broader perspective, I have been to several places. I can't say that I am well travelled but at least i go out from time to time. I've had several encounters with different culture, norms, heritage, and nature. I thought that being in the calmest  beach watching the most beautiful sunset would be the most peaceful place on earth, ever.

Not until i went to Springfield Breast Care Center. I am hearing a live music coming from a piano and violin as i enter the clinic. It was such a beautiful music.  One patient was singing to the melody of I wont last the day without you while having the session. Yes, you read it right, while having those Chemo medicine go in her veins and take over her physical strength.  I know Chemo patients are feeling pain but not a single weakness can be seen in their face. It is a place where you can feel hope from everyone. The most relaxing and peaceful place I have been.

Kudos to all the Cancer Patients. May your strength and faith keep up.