Expecting Gaea

Wow, it's been a long time since i get to check our blog. March and April has been busy months for everyone at work. Ramp-up, build-out, site launches, twas a roller-coaster of rest day OTs and 32-hour shifts overlapping week after week. whew!

But life is really a playful jester. Frosting this tiresome weeks with the best ever news i heard: Dyosa Cielo is becoming a mother!

And i just want to share this most amazing story of my life.

5++ years, continued...

Just this morning, we received a directive to submit, as part of our yearly tasks, a development plan for the year.




There was a clamor. (haha gulo nyo eh) Thanks to the very able Mike M (not Mosqueda), we were guided on how to proceed. Guided but not dictated upon. We were advised to align our goals to that of Management. We will follow, but that doesnt mean we surrender.

Nyahaha napaka progresibo nitong blog entry ko ah.

Anyway, ang sinasabi ko lang naman mga katoto, dapat i align nga natin yung goals and expectations natin sa kung ano ang napag isipan ng nakakataas. Pero nde naman sinabi na magpakatamad tayo at gayahin na lang lahat ng sinabi nila.

Gaya ng nakita nating example, there are ways to accomplish a common goal. Each one of us(and each site also) has different strengths and weaknesses. Cliche dictates that we just bank on our strengths and double the effort on our weaknesses.

San ba tayo magaling? eh di mas igihan natin, pakita sa mga cliente at mga boss natin na magaling nga tayo, may kwenta ang ginagawa natin at masaya tayo gawin yun. San ba tayo nagkukulang? eh di pag aralan bakit may disconnect. Magtanong sa mga nakakatanda. Humingi ng advice. Kahit halos lalaki lahat tayo sa grupo (except for me, Dyosa Cielo and Rida, Dyosa Tierra), wag mahiyang magtanong o humingi ng tulong. Hindi kabawasan sa pagkalalaki ang humingi ng saklolo, kundi tanda ng maturity at decernment na higit na kailangan ng grupo natin, kesa sa mababaw na kabruskuhan. (linteks, malalim na nga ang english, malalim din ang tagalog hehe).




I was really elated (meaning natuwa, nagalak) with what transpired this morning. We were given a task to individually accomplish(Deadline March 30), but we gathered(at least sa bridge call at sa netmeeting) and discussed on how to complete it. I'll hazard saying the obvious, but hey guys, we just showed ourselves we are capable of cooperating for a common goal. And i really hope the spirit lives on for the rest of the year. Ika nga sa grade 4 GMRC, mas marami malinis ang walis tingting kesa sa barbeque stick (or something like that).





Alas onse trenta na pala, may call pa ako, bukas na lang natin tapusin... hehehe



- nonoy



PS beh matulog ka na, sunduin mo pa ako alas tres dito... nood tayo sine sa gale?

5++ years of fixing computers... still broke but never broken.

To a handful of readers here, cheers! It’s been a while since I post an entry. Good for you beh, you can drop by and clatter on the chat box. How’s ram and dodge by the way? Hehe

It has been a busy week, and I’m still expecting more to come for the rest of the quarter. 2008 was a good year, having been able to accomplish much of my New Year’s resolution then. Hoping for the same this year and it seems the first two moths and so show a steady follow. March 23 is quite special, Holy Wednesday last year when I jumped ship to this company and the first year was an amazing journey. Working with a new bunch of office rascals, doing what I love to do: BLOGGING… este working in the IT industry pala. It’s the same BPO environment like in the previous company, but totally different field. From working in operations to providing support, with same accountability but different responsibilities, it was a refreshing career move.

Altogether, moving to Metro Manila was a bit of a hasty, unthought-of decision. Forced by some unfortunate circumstances 5 years ago (warrants another blog entry), I flew in with just my birth certificate carefully folded among some “office attire” packed inside an ultra-fancy carton box of Marlboro and holding an almost doled-out mobile phone from a close-friend-kumpare (*wink* @ King hehe). That night, my silver Arowana jumped off to death from its claustrophobic dwelling. Bad omen I thought. But Bert-M, being an optimistic dad, interpreted it as martyrdom. The mystic fish died as a substitute for an imminent danger in my life. Creepy, I shrugged it off my system thinking it is better that way, than for my fish to die of hunger because my father was busy with playing his favorite sports, “golp”.

Nurses - angels or demons?

Nursing is the first and last desire of men, from childbirth to their deathbed. - naisip ko lang

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Just before the first ray of morning sunshine hit my office window, I felt cold. Cold feet, cold hands, cold stomach. Limbs getting loose on the onset of an unwelcomed fit. I went to the restroom and the mirror bare a face of a timid monster. Almost blown-out eyes framed by pale skin and bones, holding a handkerchief. The hate and love affair with the bowl lasted for almost 10 minutes.

It could be the coffee. Or better yet the vendo coffee. The difference is a thousand arometer and a stir. But tonight. i just had two cups less than my usual. Could it be something else? Or worse, could it be someone...? (whisper Aswang 7 times and make a sign of the Cross - lola maria)

I went to see the nurse downstairs. That resemble more of a crawl, the walk to her dungeon was like a lifetime. When i got there, i reached for her even colder bed and started complaining like a bitch who was just robbed of her regular customer. Says it could really be the coffee. It's acidic. But i just had the eternal burger and fries round midnight. She then dismissed it as ordinary abdominal cramps. I repeated to her that im not experiencing stabbing nor menstral pain but just mere dizziness(or hallucination). She took my BP and reported 100 over 80, a normal for my age and lifestyle. As unknown discomfort still wretch my every bone and tissue, human pleadings clinging to dear life found a silent audience in the soft feathery comfort of the clinic pillows. The nurse then handed me a familiar bottle of green ointment. After applying some generous amount on my tummy, i was dumbfounded by her uttering, "Baka buntis ka lang...."

The last word resounded like it was the last i will ever hear before thy kingdom come. Darkness suddenly engulfed after a blast of stars herald me to oblivion. Im not asleep yet and i still have my mental faculty alert. Only that darkness covered my sight. I can still feel the crispy sheets and soft pillows. Panic attempted to sink in but was driven off by my tired body. I can only ponder on the last words the nurse unwittingly threw me. How is it to be pregnant? A most unholy thought to think of for myself. I thought of nanay and manang instead. The former having two offsprings and the latter five (at age 30). I can only wonder of the row women have with the human anatomy when their lunar cycle is disturbed by a gift of life planted inside them. Probably a mix of heavenly-helly experience for 9 months (more or less for first born). Im not particularly insterested with the planting part, but by the growing and nurturing. I can only appreciate the sacrifices of my mom carrying a stubborn sister and myself, an EXTRA-talented son(can eat fire and what not).

Then a txt message (yes beh, distorbo ka, muwah!). I jumped off the hospital bed and found the nurse, herself sleeping. Her angelic face rested on another pillow held by both arms on top of her computer table. Her curly hair partly covering her left cheek but not her dimple. Not her entire rosy cheek that resemble the traditional face of the cuddly cherubims. Again, lovely dimple. I dont really hear it, but i see she is enjoying the lull. And im not really sure what i saw, but i think she smiled back at me at one point while i was actually staring at her, innocently sleeping. Hmmm Half awake myself - i kept wondering, was she thinking of getting married too and getting pregnant? Whichever comes first. Having her own child? My child? My child!!! I suddenly realized we're just alone inside the clinic. The only human nonoy, an unsuspecting(?) nurse and the cold bed in between us. I went for the door, i'm not staying longer, I stepped out and run-off to my office. It could be a trap and the green oil could be some potion concocted for a peculiar prey, the site IT guy with equally green blood. Tsk tsk tsk...


So i'll ask you back Mike M., what exactly is it with nurses? hehehe

- nonoy

Bhe as my CANDLE

Life brings many blessings in disguise
Only time do we come to appreciate
That everything and everyone that we
Encountered are his doings.

once again, after a long week of work
I realized a lot of things...
from work and from you bhe
Things that we tend to ignore
But for me, it is a fact that really happens…

Good people are like candles
Like lighted candles
The darker the night,
The brighter they shine
They do not make noises
About their brightness,
And do not lose their brightness
By sharing it and inspiring others…
Let us all be good candles bhe…
And let “others” (you know who these are)
be bad candles
For all we know..
Bad candles burns fast
And gets replaced quicker…

Love you bhe…

Pare Cielo ba..? Ako yun!!! Ako yun!!!

What's with a name? Mine is Roberto. Not just manly enough but i am, fortunately or unfortunately, named after my dad.

“Si dad! Si dad! Palagi na lang si dad! Si dad na walang malay!"

Hehe, apparently my dad knows. I did not have to admit anything though. One thing i learned from straight friends here in MM is that even if you're caught in the act, not that i was caught in the act, always DENY!!! (di ba Abe? hehe) Silence is an option, but if you can have your way out with words, then start throwing some. They'll end up saying sorry to you instead. :P

And that's what happened. Dawn after our big "fight", dad cut short his vacation here in MM and went home to Iloilo. But before stepping out the door, he hugged me and said "Sorry toto" (with ilonggo lambing). I knew what he meant, he did not have to ellaborate. And he did not. That was the most heartaching and liberating words i heard from him. We often see this in war movies, removing a bullet, or a sword or an arrow from a soldier's body is very painful. But to save his life, one needs to do it first before treating the wound and before healing begins. Nabunutan ng tinik, that's more like it. But don't get me wrong. That did not give me license to bitch-around. I still work, as they say, in the most discreet way possible. Thanks to my harabas looks, doing it is a piece of cake.

So it was not difficult to find that it took me several months before i outed myself in the present working place im in. I dont really have to tell them about it and tell them everything, especially the juicy details (belat to them). It's enough they know i like men too (belat to me). And the workplace is full of men. IT ba naman. hehe Minsan pag nagbubuhat ako ng monitor, nasasabi ko, kababae kong tao, ako pinapagawa nila nito, nyahahaha!

But im freakin' grateful for the guys there. They easily accepted, to some tolerated, me just as my dad did. I think, it's because 1) they are reasonable people, 2) im a good person(belat ulit) and 3) im the only dalaga in the group. hihi *blush* Until one Sup hired a female IT. GRRRRRR I was dethroned. Ako na si Dyosa Cielo, masasapawan ng chick. Hindi pwede!! Hehe I thought of a plan. To win the girl's attention and affection. AWWW, turned out i knew her. And i think, if i did pursue my plan, she would have said, "Let's just be sisters..." haha Im happy i have a fellow to have a gurl-talk with if the gang meets up again. hehe But seriously, she's pretty, malamig boses(wink @ mike) malambing. I thought she's ilongga when i heard her voice. Then i found out, ahhh sya pala. hehe

Anyway, she can be Dyosa Tierra, a centaur from the plains of Bulacan. Now we just have to figure out who is Dyosa Agua among the IT guys. Hmmmm you smell something fishy..?

nyahahahaha



Bambun dumarum kalyedun ciera cielo!

- nonoy cielo

The Summer Challenge - A Failure (so far)

The challenge was suppose to be a no-sweat (yeah a bit ironic) hehe!! Just took this picture(After) during my breaktime.

Aww parang mas maitim pa ako last week before mag Palawan kesa sa after. Lumaki lang ata tyan ko eh. Thanks to Tito Will's delectable food at Badjao Seafront Restaurant. har har

Tingin mo beh?

- nonoy