Overkill???

It is true that desperate times call for desperate measures but is this the best that they can think of?

What Sen. Trillanes did was wrong because of the way of how he did it. Given that he knows a lot of informations and facts against the president, as what he claims, but he could have used another media to let the people know and make them decide. Or use his powers as a senator and let the Senate investigate on it. I'm sure that being behind bars won't be a hindrance to his "good" intentions given that he won on a national election even if he was inside the prison. Even when he is still detained, he could make a proposition especially now that majority of the senators are opposition.

But did the PNP and SWAT overreacted? Was the assault an overkill? Should they really need that much reinforcement? If so, do they really need to bring in not just one,but two tanks inside the hotel. Poor hotel. Isn't it enough that they fired tear gas canisters inside the building and brought in a lot of their men for the arrest? I think the people behind this assault is watching too much dramas. From now on, I'll call him "Direk." Well being a director is more suitable for him since he has this craving for an extravagant show.

Peninsula Siege

Senator Trillanes IV did it again!

He's back! Still in Makati but now in a different hotel. Yes, he is the same person behind the Oakwood Mutiny. Like in the past, he wanted the president to resign.

This started in a walkout from his hearing after a recess. He walked all the way to Manila Peninsula Hotel together with Brigadier General Danilo Lim. This caused a panic especially in the city of Makati, the financial district of Manila, which lead to red alert in the whole country.

The siege lasted for several hours. At first, Senator Trillanes and colleagues were given up to 3pm to surrender but the senator responded the opposite and said that nothing will happen at 3pm. True enough, nothing happened. At least not after almost two hours. Good thing that the guests of the hotel were asked to leave the premises early. But members of the media weren't able to go out and some were still on the run when the gun shots were heard. Tear gas canisters were fired inside the premises. The members of media were instructed by the Magdalo group to stay with them inside a room so that they could protect themselves from the effect of the tear gas. After which, they decided to surrender for the sake of the media men who were trapped inside the hotel.

Shockingly, even with identifications, not to mention the known media personalities who were there were also arrested and handcuffed together with the Magdalo group. They were treated as if guilty of rebellion and were all taken to Camp Bagong Diwa.

This whole incident has gotten worse when the president ordered a curfew to be imposed in NCR and nearby regions. Many people thought that this could be the beginning of another martial law. However, the following day, it was announced that there is no more need for such action.

Bangkok... City of Smiles

It has been a while since my last post. I've been very busy since then. I'll be several posts about what happened to me for the past weeks. But first let me start in my trip to Thailand.

The primary reason why we went there is because of their cheap clothes. In short, for shopping. Here are the initial reactions and impressions starting from when our plane landed.

PEOPLE

At first, we were having a hard time communicating with them since most of them are not that well versed in English. But language barrier didn't keep Filipinos and Thai from naturally being friendly. While shopping, of bargaining is involved. Though there are times when it takes minutes before we understand each other, we are still having fun and so as the vendor.

CLIMATE

I knew that it is hot in Bangkok that's why I brought tank tops and shorts for the tour. But I wasn't expecting that it would be that humid. Their climate is worse than in Manila. Just several steps and you'll feel the exhaustion which makes you want to always drink.

FOOD

Alright their garments and bags are cheap but not their food. It is quite expensive but they have a reason for that. What they are selling on the streets are gigantic shrimps and other delicacies. What I hate most about the trip was their buffet. All the tours include the transportation, entrance and buffet lunch. During our 5-day stay, 2 days were spent on tours, not to include the everyday breakfast buffet in the hotel. Those were the worst buffets we ever had in our lives. There were only few variands and most of the food were almost tasteless. Maybe because they cutting the cost since it is a buffet because when we tried ordering from the menu, their food is good.

TOURISM

Their tourism is good. Their shows were great... from animals to stunts to the stage performances. They train animals like sea lions, whales, orangutans, birds, elephants and others. But you need to anticipate the heavy traffic that you'll encounter going to your destination and in your way back.

When Tragedy Strikes the Second Time

So now I'm speechless. I don't know where to start...

There are so many things going on my mind. First of all, I lost another baby which I was not aware that I already have one living inside my tummy. Second, I don't know the reason why I lost her. Was it because of stress? Because my sister-in-law got me so angry plus our helper that causes me to be stressed for the reason that she is not so good in following orders. Was it because I slipped the other week? But the bleeding occurred 5 days after. Was it because of fatigue? But all I do in the office is sit in front of my computer and just type and click.

Whatever the reason might be, the bottom line I already lost my baby and cannot bring him/her back.

After the medical procedure was done, I was brought to the recovery room. I woke up a couple of times but can only say a few words then dozed off again. I remember one dream. That my first baby, who was in reality supposed to be a month old, was already about 4 years old was taking care of her sibling, who was in a baby blanket, in heaven. It makes me cry every time this dream crosses my mind.

God knows how I love and adore babies but I can't even have one of my own. Maybe, its just not yet the right time. I understand that God has a plan for me. I don't question that. It's just that the fact still remains that it saddens me and it breaks my heart to think that I lost both of them.

The "Perfect" Advice

An advice that I gave to some of my friends who are still bitter with their past relationship and even the current girlfriend is being involved.

Keep your friends close and your enemy closer.

I am not saying this to be able to create a perfect plan to sabotage their relationship. This is just to look for some flaws and prove to yourself (just to yourself and not your x) that you are better and not feel too bad about your self.

If you think that she is really better and can't make a comparison where you will win, then just tell yourself "Haaay... ang perfect mo nmn... sana mapunta ka na sa perfect world" LOL! (Translation: You are so perfect... I hope you'll soon reach the perfect world (heaven)"

Sales and Marketing - Don't We Filipinos Love it?

Why is it selling tangible products is really common in the Philippines?

I'm selling brand new digicams (visit http://metsclassifieds.blogspot.com) in the office and because we own the company, an officemate asked me, "Why is it rich kids love selling?"

Ok, so first of all, my husband and I are not that rich. It just so happened that my in-laws own the company. But since we already got married, we consider their properties and status different from ours. But since I also have friends who are rich but also are into different "rackets," I realized that its true. Even people with a lot of money still wants to make some more even if its takes them to sell and market.

Personally, I do it for fun and not just for money. Of course money is one of the factors why I do it. I'm selling because I feel that I excel on this field. I can persuade someone to tuck into something without being unrealistic and won't sound like you're watching home tv shopping.

Maybe its in Filipinos' nature to market and sell anything. Despite of the person's status they still do it. They, or should I say we, just do it for different reasons.

Hypoglycemia

Hypoglycemia is the abnormal low level of blood glucose . Toy dogs like Pomeranian, yorkies and chihuahua and hunting dogs usually are the ones who suffers from this.

SIGNS:
- the dog becomes noticeably confused or disoriented and weak
- the dog shivers
- in advanced cases, the dog collapses and goes unconscious

PROBABLE CAUSE
- when placed in a new home
- while being shipped
- poor nutrition
- misses a meal
- chilled
- exhaustion from too much play

TREATMENT

- rub Nutri-Cal or Karo syrup in the dog's tongue, gums and the roof of the mouth (DO NOT USE HONEY)
- keep him warm
- Feed him Gatorade

For Severe Cases:
- do the same but in addition, also put Nutri-Cal or Karo syrup in the dog's rectum

World will End in 2012 - I don't think so!

There are many theories that sums up to ending of the world in 2012. One of them is based on the Mayan Calendar.

The Mayan Calendar - Because they calculated the lunar eclipse with approxiamtely with only 34 seconds delay, some believed that their calculation of the end of the world, which is on 2012, might be correct as well.

IMO: So what now? Should we also sacrifice virgins--apocalypto style?! Nah!

Joke for the Day - $40k Ring

An older, white haired man walked into a jewelry store one Friday evening with a beautiful young gal at his side. He told the jeweler he was looking for a special ring for his girlfriend.

The jeweler looked through his stock and brought out a $5,000 ring and showed it to him.

The old man said, "I don't think you understand, I want something very special."

At that statement, the jeweler went to his special stock and brought another ring over. "Here's a stunning ring at only $40,000", the jeweler said.

The young lady's eyes sparkled and her whole body trembled with excitement.

The old man seeing this said, "We'll take it."

The jeweler asked how payment would be made and the old man stated, by check. "I know you need to make sure my check is good, so I'll write it now and you can call the bank Monday to verify the funds and I'll pick the ring up Monday afternoon," he said.

Monday morning, a very teed-off jeweler phoned the old man. "There's no money in that account."

"I know", said the old man, "but can you imagine the weekend I had?"

Desperate Housewives - very addictive

I saw a few episodes while I was still staying with my parents. It was very entertaining for me but didn't watch it religiously.

When I got married and transferred to an apartment, we decided not to apply for a cable tv since we are transferring to our house as soon as it is finished so it means 5months of dvd marathon for us. I bought desperate housewives from season 1 until the episodes 1-7 of season 3. I bought them mainly for myself since I thought my hubby won't like it at all. After several episodes, we got hooked on it. He likes the story and he has a huge crush on Eva Longoria.

Too bad that the season 2 dvd is not working!

Tears in Heaven

July 23,2007... the day when I was suppose to give birth to Kirsten, my baby girl.


My heart is being crushed. I feel like there is a heavy load on the top of my chest thinking that today I should have touched my angel and start taking care of her until God takes my last breath. How I wish I can turn back time... but I can't.

Here is the story:

I've been seeing different obstetricians every month for the first five months of pregnancy. First was to confirm if I'm pregnant or not. I didn't feel at ease with him since he's a man. Second was in the hospital near my parent's house since I was still living with my parents then. Third was in a clinic near the condominium where my hubby and I live which I didn't feel comfortable with so on the fifth month I transferred to another doctor.

On July 10, I was experiencing spotting and a bit of contraction. So I went for a check up. The doctor asked my to have an ultrasound to know if the placenta is in the right place and to see the gender of my baby. We were so eager to know the gender so we can already shop for clothes and other things needed. My hubby wants a boy. I really want a girl but I want a boy as the eldest. Anyway, it was girl and we were really happy especially when she made a movement as if she was raising her hand. I almost cried. The placenta is also on the right position. After the OB's assessment, she said that I don't have to drink any medicine because maybe the reason why I'm experiencing spotting is because of stress or excitement due to the preparation of my wedding. My husband even asked her if our baby is in good condition and she said yes and to come back on Monday for laboratory examination. Then, we went home.

That evening, the blood discharge increased. I lifted my legs and took a medicine that another OB (which is our family friend) recommended. I was up almost all night because the contraction was keeping me awake.

The following morning, my mom went to our place to pick me up and to bring me to the same OB that recommended the medicine. Of course, my husband came along with us.

I was admitted in a hospital because of spotting and contractions due to infection and stress. I was really afraid of needles but for the sake of my baby I'm willing to go through hell. All I can do is cry. It was to calm me and the baby so we could sleep. I was taken to the labor room so that they can observe the the baby's heartbeat. I was there the whole day and was brought to my room only when I don't feel the contraction anymore. That was around 7pm.

My dad was coming from abroad that night but my mom didn't tell him that I was in a hospital until he arrived. From the airport, they went straight to the hospital. My dad decided to stay with me and to let my mom rest in our house. But at around 12mn, I felt the contraction again. I was given a medicine but as if it has no effect. So, at 3am, I was sent back to the delivery room with the resident doctor.

It was between 6am and 7am and still there was no improvement. When my OB arrived, my water bag suddenly broke. I was about to cry but I don't want to feel negative about the situation and pretended that it'll be ok. But my OB said that I will give birth that moment and that my baby won't survive since her lungs are not yet fully developed. I broke down into tears. I felt like my chest was being pounded. That was the most hurtful experience I've gone through. And to top it all up, my husband was not there because he went back to our place to get some clothes for me. They let my mom in and was also crying. I know she wanted to be strong for me but she also can't prevent her tears from coming down. They asked my mom to step out of the room because they need to prepare me for delivery. The doctor said that I will be put to sleep as soon as my baby comes out because it will be more painful for me to see her. I almost don't want to "push" but I thought I wouldn't want my baby to suffer more. She didn't gave me a hard time because she immediately came out of me then I past out because of what they've injected. She was alive and was able to survive but only until she exhaled the last air in her lungs.

Inside the recovery room, my OB woke me up so I can take a look at my baby. I was really groggy then. I saw my lifeless baby. She was black and blue because of the infection. She was so little. She looks a lot like my husband. I felt like I was being punished by God. I even had a hard time breathing because of the emotional pain I was feeling. My OB asked me what name do I want for my baby and I said Kirsten. I kissed her and past out again.

When I woke up, I asked the nurse where my baby was. She said that my baby is inside the labor room... in the same bed where I stayed when they are still monitoring her heartbeat. I told her that I wanted to see my baby. She went out of the delivery room and when she came back she said that my baby is already in my private room. But I still need to rest and sleep. After a couple of hours, they already allowed me to go back to my room... expecting that my baby would be there. But she's not. They said that the baby should be immediately buried because a baby of that size cannot be embalmed.

They just told me that my mother-in-law, my husband and my dad got Kirsten and buried her in our garden. I can't stop from crying. Especially when my husband came back and he embraced me. He cried his heart out and my dad talked to him that he shouldn't show any sign of weakness to me because one of us should be strong for the other and he''s the only one who is capable in doing that.

My parents and his mom decided that my husband should go home and rest first. The following morning, he left our place to go to the hospital but he didn't arrive. His mom let his uncle stayed with him during the night because there no one there except him. We asked his uncle about what happened and he said that my husband was up all night and he was even asking them where our baby is. I broke down when I heard that. I know he was in great pain and I don't even know where he was. My dad and brother-in-law searched the road that he will take on the way to the hospital and found nothing. It turns out he just wanted to be alone. He arrived in the hospital that evening.

When it was time for me to go home... the pain was still there and even doubled when I saw my daughter's grave. My parents talked to me and said that I should move forward and just keep in mind that my baby would suffer more if she survived.

These happened 4 days before our wedding. I have to pull myself together to be able to face all our guests. We didn't postponed the wedding because we are not getting married for the reason that I got pregnant. He already told his parents that we are getting married even before I got pregnant so we found no reason to cancel or postpone. And our relatives came home from abroad just to be with us on our special day.

During the wedding day itself I kept on smiling even when my heart is bleeding. I was happy that my husband and I finally tied the knot but I still can't get over what happened to us 4 days ago. My lips are smiling but my eyes were weeping.

Until now, I still grieve for my daughter. From then on, I don't want to be alone because I always think of my baby. There are still nights when I can't sleep because I'm thinking of her. All I can do now is pray to God to take care of her and also guide and guard my little angel.

Reincarnation

Reincarnation... why make a big fuss about it?

I'm a member of seven forums. I noticed that in every forum, there is a thread about reincarnation. Some believe it and some don't. There is always a debate about this and I really can't understand why.

I mean, whether or not reincarnation is true, who would know? They say when you are reincarnated you'll be in a new-born baby's body and would not remember anything about your past life. Some even say that a person might come back as an animal or insect.

And why is it very important for some people? To be as kind as possible in their current life so that they will come back to another person's body and not a cockroach, perhaps? Pretty funny to me. Doing good to others that is coming from the heart is better than doing it with an intention that would benefit one's self.

Not the Marrying Type

I admit... I was really not the marrying type. Pretty unusual coming from a girl's point of view.

Originally, my plan was to have a boyfriend, see if we compliment each other, live together under the same roof for two years and if everything turns out good then that's the only time we get married. But of course my parents wouldn't allow me to that... but I thought... maybe if I have a stable job, my finances are ok, my whole life is at ease then they will reconsider.

Ever since high school my mind was set that way. So, several relations have passed, but still, no one was a live-in partner material. All my ex-boyfriends knew what my plan was. I even left my first boyfriend when he asked me to get married. Although that was not the main reason, that was one of the factors that triggered me to do so.

Anyway, all of these changed when I met my husband. After a few dates, we became a couple. There was something different about our relationship but I don't know what. When he asked me to get married, without second thoughts, I said yes. The way he proposed wasn't even that sweet. Just casual. That was totally different from my past relationship because when I heard it from my ex I almost jumped out of the car and almost ended the relationship that instant.

I've been asked for several marriage proposals but denied it all. I only considered those two the serious proposals and the others are kids stuff for me or I feel like they just want me to hear that so they can prove how much they like/love me, which is not the right reason for me.

When my friends found out that I'm already getting married, they were all shocked since I was the second in our group to get married. I was even labeled as "pro-live-in" by my friends, then there I was walking down the aisle six months after the proposal.

To sum it all up, I guess you really can't tell if you're the marrying type or not. Maybe it really depends you think it's the right time, the right moment and most especially if it's the right person.

Weddings Bells Everywhere

Two years and two months ago, we were just practicing for our graduation... and now, I'm hearing wedding bells everywhere.

We are 13 in the group. After graduation, 2 went to the States and the remaining worked on different fields. Some are in the field related to the course they took up in college but most of us worked on entirely different fields.

Up to date, 3 in our group are now married. 1 got married last year (she is the least expected to get married first), I got married on March and 1 just got married a week ago. And one is now engaged and might get married next year or the year after that.

Maybe, we really are already on the marrying age. At least we all managed to finish our studies first and got a stable job before settling down. Filipino culture... very conservative. Get a degree-find a stable job-get married. No live-ins. But of course, not every one agrees to that.

My Furball

Ever since my hubby and I got married, we have fish as pets. We have more than 28 flowerhorns. It was at first a hobby of my husband, charles. But as time went by, he tried selling them (but of course buying a replacement is always what's happening next and sometimes it really pisses me off because of the high price) and he succeeded. Now, he is into buying and selling of fish, which I didn't know is already a fad here in the Philippines. They even have their own Filipino forum exclusively for that. Personally, I'm not really a fan of fish, but since my husband finds them relaxing, I have no choice but to really like them as well.

Finally, two weeks ago, we bought a dog. I'm a certified dog lover. Actually, it was my parents who were trying to find a dog because my mom is planning to be a dog breeder again. When we got to the breeder's house, they didn't like the dog because it falls under the category of tiny-type pomeranian. And, they like a breeder size dog. In short, they didn't buy it. But I really want that dog. So, 5 days after we had her delivered to our house.

I named her furball because... well... she looks like one. lol

She is so playful that sometimes, charles wrestle the tiny dog. Poor creature.

Temporarily, she will be our baby since we lost our baby girl last March.

My First Post

I've been seeing blogs in friendster but never got interested in doing one. Well, the primary reason was I don't have the time. I used to be a ground attendant in NAIA and the work schedule as well as the work load there is really rough. I hardly check my emails and my friendster accounts (those were the only accounts back then.) There were even times when flights were canceled and we have to stay with the passengers until the following day and the same staff will handle the next two flights which suppose to be is another shift - a 12hrs shift. Enough about that. I'll just make another post for that.

Back to the question... what made me do a blog? Actually, this is not my first blog. Since I am now an SEO specialist, I have to make a blog for the sites assigned to me. I also have to do articles, press releases, etc., which made writing appealing again for me.

Well, I just hope that viewers will find my blog interesting to read . Though most of my posts are all about me... my life experiences, the current happenings in my life, what interests me, and so on. I also hope that others can relate with my blog and that it can also be of help for some matters.