My advice to my friends who are looking for love:

Later in life, you know yourself better and you've learned from the past. You come into it with a more realistic attitude. You now know who you are and you have your convictions. But you have to take some chances if you want love in your life. 

Hello Long weekend!!!

Can't wait to see this wonderful sight once again... I just couldn't imagine how it would feel to wander in a place without a hand to hold. But then I'm fortunate that my favorite pair of hands to hold allows me to run wild and travel on my own.

Cheers to lady adventures!!! Hello long weekend!!!

And to my favorite boy, every minute of our trip will surely be filled with "wish you were here" thoughts. See you next week.

Because I play hard to forget

Beyond my comfort zone

I posted this picture on IG with a caption that says: "Two days of whole day meetings. So this is how it feels to be a part of Mancom. Blessed to be stressed. Haha! One more day to go!!!"

I'm not a part of Mancom yet. I still have LOTS of training to attend to and LOTS of things to learn, and most importantly, LOTS of stress to experience. Being blessed to be given a managerial position in a multinational company, and not just any company because it is a company with a heart (yay!!), is a privilege and a blessing. I admit feeling overwhelmed with the work and the things that I have to learn quickly. I sometimes think that heading a unit is too much and there are lots of whatifs in my mind -- What if they don't like me, what if they think I'm not capable enough, what if I make a mistake. Being part of the Strategic planning meeting made me realize that with great pay power comes great responsibilities. I'm blessed that I was able to achieve this position at a young age (hahaha I still think I'm young for a managerial post lol) but honestly, it's kinda scary but in a good way. I have to think strategically (I guess this is the part where I can put all the things I've learned in MBA into action haha!) I am accountable, not only for my own work, but for my staff' as well. But at the end of the day, I still think I'm blessed to work with such a great team. 


I have to quote Yahoo! CEO Marissa Mayer. What she said sums up what I'm feeling at the moment:

"I always did something I was a little not ready to do. I think that's how you grow. When there's that moment of 'Wow, I'm not really sure I can do this,' and you push through those moments, that's when you have a breakthrough"

Honestly, it's tiring and draining. But hey, it's a good kind of stress isn't it?

Oh, Basketball!

taken from Professional Heckler's twitter account


I'm a basketball fan, NO, that would be an overstatement. I just like basketball. And of all the known sports, it's only basketball that I've watched with full attention. Just last week, both Ateneo and La Salle lost over NU and FEU. Because I have more friends in both Ateneo and La Salle, my FB feeds are filled with their sentiments, and I must admit, bitter statuses, bitter thoughts and bitter comments. I feel for them, heck, UP hasn't won a single game during the season won only once during the season and we threw a bonfire to celebrate. And that's the spirit! Go UP! Hahaha! Anyway, the reason for this post is that honestly, I can't take it when people really take things seriously, comm'n it's JUST a basketball game. I've read name-calling, bashing and the likes and well, it really doesn't show class... where is the SPORT in sports, eh? I'm not also in favor when NU, FEU and all other universities for that matter participate in the vicious trash talking. Basketball, or any form of sport, demands respect. Sports are meant to unite, not divide the 8 great teams through petty, uncalled for arguments. I admit I would have wanted La Salle to win, but that doesn't give me the audacity to be melodramatic when they lost over FEU...even if boyfie continues to tease me about it. Hahaha!

It’s always good to kiss and make up.

One of the things that I really appreciate in my relationship with Marion is that we seldom fight. I don’t know if that is a good thing, I mean, sometimes it’s healthy to fight. There’s something good about arguing (whether it’s a silly stuff or a serious one) and having to make up after -- the "sorry", the hugs, you know..those kind of things.  But of course, I’m not the one who initiate arguments just because.

We do fight a lot during the start of our relationship. Me, being the overly sensitive and moody person and him, being the obtuse and straightforward person that he is. We do clash. We’re two different people and it is normal for us to disagree over some things. People may think we are a perfect couple – I forgive easily and he understands me when I’m moody. But the truth is, we’re not. Despite that, we try to be patient with each other and we don’t hold grudges.

I admit that I’m a jealous girlfriend during the start of our relationship. I overreact when some girl tries to flirt with him and I roll my eyes whenever someone wants to take a picture with him. He is also a jealous boyfriend. He changes his mood when I tell him someone is crushing on me (Hihi, sometimes, I deliberately make him feel jealous which is BAD) and he doesn’t want me talking with someone who I had a ‘thing’ in the past. But the best part of it, as we grow together as a couple, we learn to be less jealous and more secure of each other. We make sure that we won’t make our fights last more than one day. We make sure that before we end our day, we’re in good terms.

I remember a really wild argument I had with him in the past. He was ill-mannered towards me because I was late for a very important meeting with our friends. I wanted to shout at him during that time but I remained calm and waited for our meeting to finish. When we got into his car, I went ballistic and ask him ‘What was that about? Are you really trying to embarrass me infront of our friends?’ And poof I can’t exactly remember what hurtful things we said to each other and the last thing I know was that I told him this: “Itigil mo yung kotse. Ibaba mo ko.” And for goodness sake, we were in the middle of EDSA and it’s raining hard. He was not looking at me and he was not listening to me anymore so I said it again with full conviction “Itigil mo sabi. Ibaba mo ko”. He stopped the car and just like a bratinella, I stepped out of the car. Ohemgee. Actually, I was just testing him. Hay, girls. Hehe. And my goodness! Is he out of his mind?! Ibaba daw ba ako sa EDSA. Hahaha! Good thing, the traffic is bad so after two minutes, I realized “Oh no I can’t do this. I won’t be able to find a cab” and I got back to the car. When I got back, I said “Bakit mo ko binaba?” He said, “Eh sabi mo ibaba kita eh. Sorry na baby. Bati na tayo.Please?” After that “s”-word, my heart softened. And we we’re in good terms again.  Fast forward to today, we would laugh at that incident whenever we reminisce.

The thing with us is after every misunderstanding, we would reflect on it and we would always try to be better persons. Like a true gentleman, he will  keep in mind what irks me and he will try his best not to commit the same mistake anymore. I, on the other hand, extends my patience and be a more understanding girlfriend.

The rule is, if it’s not going to matter ten years from now, we don’t make it an issue. 

Hello new workstation!

MRS & MBA

For someone who has been more than one week out-of-office-youth old youth (hahaha I'll stick with youth), I can't help but contemplate on the things that have been happening in my life and others' life as well. Every time I log in to Facebook, my news feed is full of posts such as friends opening new businesses, friends getting engaged, friends getting married, and friends getting pregnant. The only thing that I can post about me now is me getting A-W-E-S-O-M-E. Charot! Hahahaha! Anyway, I'm so happy for them. And I can't wait for Friday. Corporate world, here I come. I've had enough of rest.

Today in FB world, I saw someone got her MBA title. And as much as I really feel happy for that person, I also felt scared for myself. Strama and Oral Comprehensive Exam (OCE) is lurking around the corner. Teeeeheee. Aatakihin na ata ko sa kaba. I heard that few people passed last term's OCE (The capstone of MBA life aka the make-or-break moment). I'm lucky to have family, friends and boyfriend who are very supportive of my studies. I can't wait for this:

Patricia Marie Ermitanio, MBA

On the other hand, some of my friends have been bugging me to get married. Pfft. Not that I don't want to. But I'm just not ready. We are not yet ready. My boyfriend and I have had talks about it and I told him I'll have to get the MBA title first before the MRS. Hahahaha! Eventually, in God's time, I'll get this:

MRS. Patricia Marie Ermitanio-Evangelista, MBA

Hahaha! Ang haba. But I really don't mind. Can't wait for those initials. I really have something to look forward to.

Now back to finishing my Marketing paper. Tsss. Hahaha!

Join Toastmasters today!

Just because I need to remember this when I get married...

Hahaha! I saw this article in Facebook newsfeed shared by one of my MBA friends. I MUST remember this when I get married. Cmon, mehn. I think this has a point. And sometimes admittedly in this country, 'sex' is a taboo subject so I shall call it 'love-making'. 
5 Reasons You Should Have Sex With Your Husband Every Night

by Meg Conley

I was getting a manicure the first time I learned that not all wives want to, ahem, go for a roll in the hay with their husbands. I was 16 and had picked out orange nail polish (oh, sixteen). I had a book with me but it wasn't long before I found another source of entertainment. In-between buffings and polishings, the two women next to me talked about how much their husbands wanted IT and how little they wanted to give IT.

For a girl that had not even been asked out on a date this was a whole new world. I had a suspicion that their experience was more realistic than the articles I sneaky read in Cosmo while getting my hair done at the salon. (I am supposed to put my hand WHERE? while simultaneously doing WHAT?) So I kept my eyes on my book, let the words blur into lines and listened closely.

"Doesn't he know how tired I am by the end of the day? As if after the kids are finally asleep I have the energy to do anything but sit down and watch some TV."

"For me, it isn't even the energy it takes. I am still losing weight from the baby. I don't feel sexy. I can hardly undress in front of a mirror, let alone in front of him. I honestly think it is selfish that he expects me to pretend to feel something that I don't."

"Selfish? That's a good word. Maybe if he took care of the kids when he got home or made dinner once in a while I would be more interested. Hell, just pick up the milk on the way home from work. I am not asking for much. Now that I think about it, I don't think we have done it in the last three weeks."

"Yeah. It's been at least two for us."

Wait. These women were married...they lived with a guy....who slept in their bed. They could have sex all the time! And they didn't want to? It made no sense. It was like turning down a zero calorie but as delicious-as-creme-brulee dessert. (Or at least I assumed. At that point everything I knew about romance was gleaned from Anne of Green Gables and Moulin Rouge.)

How sad. How wasteful. How stupid. When I got married, I would always want to have sex with my husband! And I would never be too tired. My goodness, it was just ridiculous to want him to bring home a gallon of milk just to prove he cared. Wasn't it just like a woman to make a grocery run a test of love. As the final coat of polish was applied to my nails, I swore to never be like them. My life would be different. I would be better. I would never feel too fat or too tired. Ever.

And then I grew up.

Intercourse, carnal knowledge, lovemaking, knocking boots, coitus, SEX! is everything 16 year old me imagined plus a little whipped cream on top. (Whipped cream, see what I did there?) And once Riley and I got married there was lots and lots and lots of it. Then we had a baby and I really was just so tired my bones hurt. And for a while I did feel fat. Even after I lost the pregnancy weight everything just looked different. Like a cut flower that has been left out in the sun, still lovely just a little...wilted. I became a little distant. We started to fall asleep without talking or kissing.

Then one day while washing dishes, I realized that we had gone eight days without touching each other. Eight days was a quite some time for us. But the thing that bothered me the most was that I hadn't missed it. And I knew that was a problem. So that night after we put the baby to bed, I gave Riley my best come hither glance. Yes, I was tired and felt about as desirable as the "feed the birds" lady in Mary Poppins. But while drying the dishes, it occurred to me that 16 year old Meg must have understood something about sex that 20-something Meg had forgotten. And maybe, just maybe it was worth remembering.

Without further ado here are five reasons you should have sex with your husband every night:

1. Being a mother, one of the ultimate expressions of womanhood, can often leave a girl feeling stripped of her femininity. There is something about being covered in spit up and attending to the every need of another human being that makes one feel distinctly gender neutral. Most of my days are spent playing with dolls, wiping baby food off of my clothes, changing diapers, wiping snot off of my clothes, going to the park, and wiping what-the-heavens-is-that off of my clothes. There is something restorative about kissing the boy you love. There are times in Riley's arms when I remember who I am before I even realize I have forgotten. Yes, I am a cook, cleaner, teacher, and wiper of all things disgusting. But I am also something more, something delightful and completely apart from my roles. I am a woman! And there is potential and depth and heck, I am pretty darn good kisser, too. It is a lovely thing, finding yourself through the touch of someone else.

2. If you want your husband to act like a man, you need to treat him like a man. Hold the eye rolls. I am not pushing for a return to the 1950′s. (Although, heaven knows an era in which low rise jeans did not exist is basically alright by me.) Women need any number of criteria met to feel loved. Men are far simpler. They need to be fed, they need to be appreciated, and they need to have sex. That is it. Really. So make or order dinner once in a while. Say thank you for the long hours spent at work with a hug and smile when he walks through the door each night. (Better yet? Smile as you hand him the kids and walk out the door for a long, much needed break.) And my goodness, let the poor man see you naked. It is astounding what a good man will do for a good woman that has made him feel loved. After a few weeks of meals and make outs, you will sit back and wonder why you didn't insist on having sex every night sooner. Talk about a small investment and big returns.

3. You need to have a moment in each day that is just about the two of you. Remember that boy? The one that made your heart thump and hands sweat? The one that called when you hoped he would, that made you run hot and high up to the stars until you thought you would never come down? He is still there. Under the years and bills and worries, that smiling boy is still in love with and needs his smiling girl. Every night after the kids go to bed is a chance to find him again. A moment to remind yourself that you are living a picket fenced adventure and my goodness, there is nothing the two of you can't do.

4. Sex relieves stress. I don't know that this one needs much explanation. As a mother I eat stress for breakfast. So it seems to me I have a choice. I can let off steam by A) driving around at night and bashing in strangers mailboxes or B) I can get down and dirty with that one guy I married that one time. I choose option B. (So far the mailboxes in my neighborhood have escaped unscathed, so Option B must be working.)

5. It is so much blasted fun. Seriously. Why are we so quick to refuse the good things in life? We will slog through our children's Algebra homework, do Zumba in public and pluck the hair from our body ONE PIECE AT A TIME. But tell a girl to have sex every night and she looks at you like you are crazy, An orgasm? Every night? What do I look like? A Nymphomaniacal Super Woman?

Where is the logic in that?

Are we really too busy doing dishes to participate in an activity that is so good it has inspired genius (that saucy Shakespeare) and changed history (Okay, Helen of Troy, we get it. You were super hot)? My goodness, what a crazy way to live. Ladies, did it ever occur to you (to us!) that we should have sex because WE DESERVE IT?

Yeah, you deserve it.

So, tonight put the kids to bed. Leave the dishes in the sink and the floors unswept. They will wait. Take a moment to remember that you are the girl you hoped you would be and then go find that boy and remind him that he is the man you knew he could be.

dum..dum..dum..

What will you do if your new office laptop arrives on your last day with the company? Hahaha! tsk. So sad that I wasn't able to use it...

and sometimes brings them back to you for a reason.

Oh, MBA!

If you have been following my Instagram account, most of my posts are about school. This term, I ended up getting ONLY one subject because...well, because of personal reasons. I have been taking at least two subjects each term and there were even times that I took three. And mehn, those were one of the most toxic, deadly, exhausting terms that I had. As much as possible, I try to take three subjects per term because I wanted to finish my MBA before I turned *gasp* 25 n years old. HAHAHA! I envy my classmates who never have to take the subjects Management Principles, Business Law, Business Econ, Business Communication, and Financial Accounting because they graduated with a business-related course in college. This additional 15 units means I have to pay for 15 units more and tuition is La Salle is no joke. I'm not complaining. Haha, I'm just stating a fact. Aside from that, I took those subjects for two terms -- gah two terms lost. But I must say, in all honesty, those additional terms were the best. I gained MORE knowledge and of course, friends. Taking MBA does not really mean your social life is dead -- sure, there were a LOT of times when you have to choose books over friends, bring cases on a friend's party (I did that. Such a kj I know!), stay at school to do reports instead of going out,  write papers on a date -- but MBA has taught me more than business operations, it also taught me how to manage time and cherish relationships. Even though, I'm busy with school (and work), I make sure that relationship with family and friends will always be on top of my priority list. There were times that I ask myself what have I gotten into especially when times were really really hard (this includes answering my Financial Management exam), but then at the end of the day, I always thank Him for bringing me into this. Eyes on the prize and delayed gratification is better  are now my mantra. 

Months ago, my college friends asked me if I'm free to travel next year. With piso fare every now and then, they were eyeing a trip to Japan. And when they told me the travel date, I just have to let it go -- it coincides with my Strama term. Hay. Last Friday, we had a make up class for my Marketing subject. I have no choice but to go to class instead of meeting up with friends. See, these were the sacrifices I have to make. But still, I'm thankful... I know after this, makakabawi ako. ;)

whatnots

I was not able to blog for such a long time. I've been busy with work, work, work and MORE work. Despite the fatigue that I'm feeling, I have been very very very grateful for everything that has been happening in my life right now. I thank God for everything... I'm SO SO SO blessed to have finally found....the one. No, I'm not talking about Marion this time, but another love that I'm sooooo excited to do.

July is ending and I can't wait for August. I guess this it! (And I pray this is it.)

Happy 2 years!!!

To the guy who laughs with me and laughs AT me too, to the guy who understands my sudden change of mood, to the guy who patiently listens to my rants, to my bestfriend & mentor, and to my one and only...happy fathers' day este happy anniversary!!! I love you! :)

Everything in His time

Vietura Experience

Last month, boyfie dragged brought me to the Manila International Auto Show. I like cars but boyfie lovesss them and I know I should be jealous but I can't complain -- at least he's looking at the cars and not at the girls in the car show. While boyfie's like 'Wow ang astig ng car', I on the other hand, 'Uy ang sexy nya. Waaah.' Yeah, I'm more guilty of checking out girls over cars. Hahaha! I'm weird. 

After two hours,boyfie  finally got tired of the cars and on our way out, my eyes  when I saw a Sofitel booth near the exit. I pointed it out to Marion and said, 'Are you thinking what I'm thinking?' He exclaimed, 'Woooooow ililibre mo na ko ng buffet sa Sofitel?' (Before, I promised him I'll treat him a buffet when I get the job at *). And so we approached the salesman at the booth and *poof*, we were suddenly hypnotized with his great deal. Well, not really at first. Being proudly kuripot that we are, of course we didn't buy the offer. After letting the salesman explained his offer, we just told him 'Okay, we'll think about it' and left the booth. After ten steps and after asking each other n times 'Sulit ba yun?', we went back and purchased this...

* An overnight stay in a superior room with breakfast for two

* 2 sessions of ultralipo or resolift

Yay!!! And after two weeks, we availed of the voucher. Haha! The 'oldie' kind of date -- date at the spa. Haha when you're old, you are not really much into movies and mall kind of date. We haven't availed of the overnight stay yet because we are still thinking of who to invite in our slumber party.

The experience at Vietura was A-W-E-S-O-M-E. It was relaxing and it did not disappoint us. The place is really cool and classy, the attendants are all accommodating plus they served us this really good tea. AS IIIIIINNNNNN. I'll never forget that taste everrrr. We finished not just two cups but two pitchers of tea! Hahaha! 

The doctor that attended to us is so nice. She is already 50 years old but she looks like 25! Grabe nahiya naman ako sakanya. Hahaha! And my boyfriend who did not look at the girls in the car show was even the one who told me 'Grabe, ilang taon na kaya siya? Alam ko matanda na siya pero mukha siyang bata.' Too bad I didn't take a picture of her. She's so friendly and we really got along well. Nag-girl talk kami while Marion is being treated. What's so nice is that before we left, she even gave each of us 5 vouchers of ultralipo/resolift session. I'm giving them away friends!!! :)

We'll be definitely going back to that place soon!

Today will be 6 steps higher

What You Learn From The One Who Won’t Love You Back

by Merill Ravago

He will never love you back because you’re not what he’s looking for. You’re just nice to have for the now because you’re always available. You’re the one before he finds the actual one. You’re the intermission number for the main event. You’re the half-time before the game starts. You’re one of his options but not his priority. You’re his back-up plan.

He invests time in you because he has no one else. He stays with you because you’re willing to make out with him. He pretends to love you because he knows you’ll fall for it. And you did.

You fall for him because he makes you feel like you’re the only one. Well, you are. But that’s until he can find someone else. Not even someone else better. Just someone else. You fall for him because he holds your hand and he intertwines his fingers with yours. You fall for him because he kisses you on the cheek. You fall for him because he makes you laugh. You fall for him because he made you believe. He made you believe you two were meant to be. He made you believe he wanted you. He made you believe he liked your upturned nose. He made you believe he was the one you would walk the altar to.

You’re not stupid. No, you’re not. You thought he was your dream come true. You thought he would be the one save you. And he did. You just thought he would stay. You just thought he would be there for good. You thought your late night McDonald’s runs were good for a lifetime. You just thought. But he knew.

He will never love you back the way you want him to. Because, it turns out, he doesn’t like your upturned nose. He doesn’t like the way your bony fingers feel with his. He doesn’t like the way your lips touch. He’s competitive and he aims for the best. He wants his 100%. And you’re not it. You’re not even close.

So while you wait for him to find someone else, you stay with him. Because who’s to judge you if you’re happy? You’re happy but deep down inside of you, in the tingling sensations of your heart, in the tiniest of the tips of your fingers, you know that the hurt he’s going to leave you with was never worth the happy he made you feel.

There’s no harmless way out of this. One way or another, you’re going to come out scarred. But eventually, you’ll learn that he came and left to make you realize that your true one will only come but will never leave. He will. But only to buy you flowers.

You’ll learn that you are beyond the spaces of a man’s fingers. Because your true one will hold you, and not just your hand. You’ll learn that your true one won’t think you’re 100% because he won’t even stoop down to the level of measuring what you are. You’ll learn that your true one won’t just kiss your cheek but your upturned nose, too. You’ll learn that your true one will make you smile in the quietest of moments, in the loudest of silences. You’ll learn that your true one doesn’t have time to make you believe anything because he’s too busy showing you. You’ll learn that your true one will never make you doubt because there’s nothing to doubt. You’ll learn that your true one won’t think you’re the main event because he’s not just there for the entertainment, for the good times; he’s there for the bad times, too.

You’ll learn that your true one will think he won at the game because he has you. You’ll learn that you’re the one too. You’ll learn that your true one will know. And you will too. You will both know. And he will love you back. Far more than you ever dreamed. And will make you forget that you were ever capable of hurting.

What I'm missing now

Ever since I started in graduate school, I always find myself reading a LOT of books. I was actually amazed on the capacity of my brain cells to digests four to five chapters in one seating and a day before the exam. Lol. Some of the books I have read from cover to cover are Fundamentals of Financial Management, Economics, Principles of Accounting, Management Accounting etc. etc. Hardcore!!! Feeling ko ang tali-talino ko na. Hahaha!
But then I realized also that I actually missed 'nakakabobo' books -- books that I read without having to think much.
Today, while eating breakfast, I was reading Inquirer Magazine when I chanced upon an article entitled 'The (Funny) Book of Love'. It featured the book 'Parang Kayo Pero Hindi'.  I was able to read excerpts from the book.

“The One That Got Away”

Lahat tayo, mayroong the “one that got away.”

He or she can be an ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend, a former manliligaw or dating niligawan, a person we used to date or got involved with, or someone we had a connection in the past.

Posibleng what we had with this person was something definite. Puwede rin pasimula pa lang. Blossoming. Promising.

Pero dahil sa wrong timing, o wrong decision, o baka dahil sa distance or circumstances, o sa mga tao sa paligid, nahiwalay tayo sa kanila. Maaring umalis siya at nawala, o tayo ang umalis at nang-iwan; at naudlot na nga o natigil ang possible sanang relationship with this person…

Napapatanong tayo sa ating sarili: Ano kaya kung hindi kami naghiwalay? Ano kaya kung hindi siya nawala? Ano kaya kung binigyan ko siya ng chance? Ano kaya kung pinatawad ko siya agad? Ano kaya kung hindi na ako nag-inarte noon? Ano kaya kung pinaglaban naming ang isa’t isa? Ano kaya?…

Sadyang makulit lang talaga tayo. Hindi na tayo nakuntento sa kung ano’ng meron ngayon at gusto pa natin balikan iyong nakalipas na. Pinapakialaman natin kung ano ang dinikta ng tadhana…

Maybe, I should also start following the author's blog http://noringai.blogspot.com/

I also remember reading last year the popular Ramon Bautista's book "Bakit Hindi ka Crush ng Crush mo?" and I really loved it. Super funny and straight to the point. And everything he said in that book actually make sense. Below are some of my favorite lines from the book. But seriously, I really loved everything that is written on it. I was laughing the whole time I was reading the book

Sir, bakit kaya ganun? After namin mag-afternoon date nung guy friend ko na crush ko, hindi na nagparamdam sa'kin?
May ginawa ka sigurong hindi likeable like ordering 3 extra rice for yourself only. Remember girls, don't order extra rice on the first date.


Sabi ko sa crush ko pag-pray niya po ako sa board exam. Sabi niya hindi daw siya nagpe-pray kasi atheist siya. Tapos nakita siya nung friend ko na nagsimba. Feeling ko wala talaga ako sa radar niya. Pero ganoon pa man, happy ako kasi love niya din si Lord.
Ayaw talaga niya sayo kasi maski si Lord pinagkanulo niya. 'Yaan mo, ako, ipagpe-pray kita. Hihi.


Ano ang best way to get over a break-up? Nanghihinayang ako, 3 years din yun.
3 years versus the rest of your life. Ano mas sayang kung di ka magmu-move on?

Don Ramon, tama po bang maghanap agad ng bago eh kamamatay pa lang ng gf ko?
Ipa-40 days mo muna at baka multuhin ka at madamay pa yung kapalit.

Sir RB, may two friends ako kakabreak lang. Ang issue LDR. Yung girl kasi biglang nag-medicine sa Dasma. Si boy minsan lang may cash pamasahe papunta dun. Nagkikita lang sila once a month. Si girl gusto lahat sakanya ang attention. Si boy naman ayaw ng nasasakal. Sino tama?
Pareho sila. Ayun nagbreak.

Bakit kadalasan hindi nagwowork out ang Long Distance Relationship?
(3) Walang physical contact
(2) May physical contact galing sa iba
(1) Walang trust/faith sa love

Sir!! Bagsak ako sa Trigo. Pano ko sasabihin sa parents ko? First time kong bumagsak sa isang subject!!!! :( HELP ME.
Mag-empake ka ng gamit. Pag tinanong ka,sabihin mo nahihiya ka sa kanila at lalayas ka na lang. Sabihin mo bumagsak ka sa Trigo sabay iyal. Yayakapin ka nila at bibigyan ng words of encouragement. Pag pinalayas ka, at least nakapag-empake ka na. Goodluck!

Sir RB pano po ang manlandi in a subtle, everyday basis?
Daanin mo sa smile. Yung mapupungay ang mata na nagniningning. Sa eyes talaga nakukuha yung smile at hindi sa lips. Saka mag-invest ka sa mga planjing neckline na kita cleavage.

Sir RB, nafriend-zone ako kanina, ang sabi ko sa kanya "UI CRUSH, ENGE NAMAN NG DIGITS MO.HIHI." Ang reply niya sakin "Ahaha number mo na lang po. Text na lang kita. Hehe". Pano makakaganti o paano kaya ako makakalusot sa supalpal niya? Hihi.
Nakakatakot naman kasi talaga yung banat mo parang killer lang eh pati HIHI all caps parang si Incredible Hulk na kinikilig. Wag ka na gumanti o lumusot.. Move on, let go na lang.

My ultimate favorite is on page 94 of the book. Too lazy to type it because it's Ramon's longest answer to a question.

Anyway, I really miss reading these kind of books. I really should find time to insert them in my reading materials. Haha!

This :)

To whom it may concern,

I now believe that losing you isn't my loss. In fact, it opened wonderful opportunities for me. And because between the two of us you are the one who have let go, you lose more. So, please move on. I have nothing to do with you. Not now, not ever.

Sincerely,

The one that (thankfully) got away

MBA Madness

If you have been folllowing my Instagram, you will note that lately I have been posting pictures (aside from selfies joke!) about my adventures in Graduate school.. I have been occupied with my Financial Management subject ever since the start of the year (well, sadly it's the reason why I haven't posted a year-ender blog). They say, FINMAN is hardest subject before STRAMA (Strategic Management) and I couldn't agree more. I've been contemplating for the longest time if my decision to take MBA is worth it. But oh well, I believe in delayed gratification. I know someday, this will  pay off. Well...in fact I'm starting to reap some of the benefits (though the cons still outweigh the pros) Hahahaha! I really can't wait to finish my MBA! Four more terms (supposedly three but I have decided to major in Marketing so I need to take additional electives)  and I'm done!!!!

We always chant these in our Finman class:

"No pain... No gain"
"No risk... No return"
"No ID... No entry"

Hahaha! I'm just so happy that our Midterm exam in FinMan is over. But then the worse is yet to come. I can do this (repeat to self a million times)

Let me share something that I witnessed weeks ago. For the past four Saturdays, I have been studying Finman at Starbucks RCBC while waiting for my boyfriend (who always do Overtime work on Saturdays gah haha). So, I will be at Starbucks from 8:30am up to sawa (yeah 'sawa' talaga because as much as I try to study for more than 8 hours straight, napapagod din naman brain ko but then I would still have to wait for 3 more hours because apparently, di napapagod mag-OT si boyfie). Haha, and so I was there really really early in the morning and most of the time, I'm the only customer (which favors me because I really don't like distractions -- Fiman inaaral ko men! kung ibang subject, I can welcome distractions hehe). 

alone...I always got by on my own..hahaha

readings..readings..Finman..Finman..

6 hours later, I was interrupted by a whole class of La Salle students (which I presume were all taking StraMa). I watched them panic and go crazy while an old man (I later found out he's the professor) sits comfortably and questions the students one by one about their thesis. I also later found out that he is the best prof in Strama so I hope I will be able to enroll in his class before he retires (Some of my classmates said he's about to retire in 2015). Some of the conversations I heard (haha chismosa ang peg):

Prof: My question is "Will you be able to defend this in your oral compre?" If not, I won't accept your proposal.

Student:  Yes sir. 

Prof: Is this a new a new strategy? I don't believe it's a new strategy. Try coming up with a new one. You are only targeting a new market segment. 

Student: But sir this is a new strategy because currently we don't have this blah blah in our company

Prof: Are you sure it's a strategy? What are the dimensions of a strategy? Kasi if you do this, it's part of marketing. Go to your checkers, show them your strategy and defend to them first before you present it to me. If you were able to convince them that this is a new strategy, I will sign your proposal.

And I overhead a lot of similar conversations between the students and the prof. My goodness! I can  see the pressure and the stress in their faces. Imagine, a student holding his thesis proposal (already ring-binded) as thick as the book I'm reading and his proposal is being rejected by the prof. Tsk tsk tsk. At the end of the day, only one thesis proposal was approved.. Lucky student! She literally cried buckets while the prof is signing her paper while her classmates cheered and took pictures of her and her "signed" thesis proposal. I decided not to complain about my FinMan. FinMan is not so bad after all...

I even saw students bringing their own printers and printing inside Starbucks. Pffft and all of them are holding their laptops, discussing among each other and... panicking! Is this a premonition of the things to come? Hay. If this will be the case four terms from now, good luck to me! For now, let me handle FinMan first. Haha! I CAN DO THIS! AJA!

students freaking out

busy with their laptops

students printing

Addendum:

One lesson I learned from our dear professor in FinMan -- "Finance is always moving forward". If you've been in a relationship or whatever you call it for the longest time and suddenly, your special someone decided to call it quits, don't fret. Just consider it as a SUNK COST. Move forward. Wahahaha! 

Note to self:

Just because you’re struggling doesn’t mean you’re failing.  Every great success requires some type of worthy struggle to get there. :)

Hahaha!

I saw this video while cleaning the files in my laptop. Hahahaha! That was 3 or 4 years ago when we were forced to dance in public supposedly for fun. My very supportive friends volunteered me and Lovely. Ohhh I suddenly missed Bohol...and my friends.

Best email I received today

Wohooooooooooooo! This is it! 22 days left!!! :)

This is it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am just so happy I cannot hide it! Hahaha! I just have no time to blog right now. *sigh* I know I haven't been updating my site for the longest time right now. Blame FinMan.

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So long Bonifacio Global City. I know I'm going to miss you...but then, it's time for a change. :D

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Happy 19th!

to the most gwapo, sweetest, loving & thoughtful person that I know... you already know how much I love you. :) Cheers to forever & beyond!!!

"God brings men into deep waters, not to drown them but to cleanse them."

The other night when I got home, I saw my father watching the 700 Club Asia. I heard the anchorman said "Walang nasasayang na luha kay Jesus. Lahat ng iniyak mo, tiyak na tutumbasan niya yan". The thought made me feel good.

Indeed, God works in mysterious ways. :)