Me, again

In today’s world where much malignment and corruption are rampant and you feel as if faced with insurmountable odds in life and sometimes feel like giving up, don’t. Case in point, our Philippine Senate/Government and their unprecedented corruption with their dealings with contractors of the DSWD and God knows what else that keep this Nation from progressing. One can only surmise that the Devil is in the works. Remember that the Devil has no power against God who is all-powerful. The Devil keeps doing things again and again with no increments of improvement or variety. It is as dull as an ATM machine who can only take money from you.  It keeps asking from you to feed its bottomless Ego. Every day, it does the same thing of taunting you, and tempting you to join his group, as if you’ll be getting a fare share of its collections. God has something better for you, for everyone. God does not want His people to suffer needlessly the way the Devil does. If the Devil is one-dimensional in...

Fawning . The word that comes to mind when thinking of the person who guards my every move…whether in the safety of my own bedroom, dining room or living rooms. An idiotic people-pleaser who acts in behalf of an assembly of guests, foreign and local alike; just outside my abode. This is his way of proving to me and himself that I am worthy of the world’s attention, acting like perhaps Phantom to my Prodigy. Whatever good it thinks it is doing; fact is, it is keeping me sick (in pain)...and tired of my existence in my house and in this god-forsaken city. Because anywhere I go or try to rest, it is there, ready to pounce like a gorilla on my back. If people (it caters to) think he is doing me a favor by being my so-called protector and guide, it is in fact doing the opposite of what it's supposed to do. It is a person borne out of poverty, born out of survival and it is doing everything in its deep envy to keep me down, both my spirits and physicality. It will revel in my every pain...

Hoy! Quizas! The Mandalorian's Credo is “This Is The Way!” Right now, I am eating lunch at Tender Bob's, North Towers. In order for me to reach the IMAX theater for the movie's 3 o'clock's screening, I have to traverse the entire SM buildings just to get there. This is a problem. Earlier this morning, as I was about to use the toilet at Radisson Park Inn as I usually do without much ado after my breakfast at The Block, I was suddenly accosted by the guard telling me that I was banned from the hotel premises with no given reason. I demanded for an answer to this unexpected turn of events and he made me wait for his superior who he was talking to via his communicator and who apparently gave him the orders. So I sat at Dash Starbucks at the hotel lobby and waited but his superior never came. I told him I was going back to see him tomorrow and maybe then, he’ll give this paying patron a satisfactory answer. What’s up SM? As for the problem in seeing the Mandaloria...

Lets’ talk about Winning now  Because people today seem to either have an obsession towards it or simply can’t break through.  (Spoiler Alert= This one is replete with idioms) Apparently, because I really haven’t really thought about it too much, I’m not obsessed with winning at all, sometimes you come to a point in your life when you really have to win out of sheer necessity. And this is the perfect time to do it and with things happening in our global scene, a perfect storm as they call it. Necessity being the mother of invention, I really have to win this time. I’m not going into specifics. I would rather go into how one would go about it…winning and maybe, I’ll have my personal breakthrough as well. How I consider myself is as a results-oriented person . I have no obsessive compulsive traits about me. I’m not even a workaholic like mommy who pen-pushed her way out of life. I just like to exercise my contraptions at hand. Here are three words that get you going: juggling, ...

December 24, 2025 Merry Christmas Ninang Gilda This Christmas, a special occasion made possible by the closeness of family get togethers, I remember someone who is not really family but a close family friend of my parents particularly my father whom she adored. I called her Ninang Gilda but she is better known to the book-going public as writer Gilda Cordero-Fernando or publisher GCF.  Today, my siblings celebrated a pre-Christmas luncheon without me or Macoy at Ayala Alabang. Whether it is a conscious decision on their part to exclude me and Macoy in their little-grand salo salo, I don’t mind it at all and don’t feel any remorse or self-pity. In fact, me and Macoy decided early on we won’t go even if we were invited which of course we weren’t. Mommy and Daddy are long gone and although both me and Macoy lived with them through their twilight years here in Sanville, to their last breaths as it were; it is just Macoy who I consider family right now. He needs me. I need to help ...

Give Credit where Credit is due. Ayala of BPI. Seldom do I post things about money or about the institutions providing money service to the people. In fact, I don’t care about the bigwigs or fat cats in society. Both my father and mother (humble government employees and both lawyers) taught us to be deeply respectful of being honest especially with using our names. As long as we don’t use our education and position in society to be advantageous of others and treat each other as fairly as we can leaning towards kindness to those in need, we are doing our duty as good citizens of the land and are essentially well off. I thought I was Bank of the Philippine Island’s Preferred Customer, the bank I am currently enrolled in with both an SA and a Credit Card which I pay for in full amount after every month of transactions. Unfortunately, I don’t think they’re giving the service I am deserving of. I contacted a fraudulent online transaction with a Dublin Tiktok listed in my transactions last ...