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Forever Grateful

I was 22 when I joined FEU-East Asia College; a young, unsure, and starry-eyed professional trying to find her place in the sun. Aren’t we all? Hihihi. :)

I remember being considered as a temp hire for someone who went on maternity leave. I remember, too, how my knees buckled when I learned that I will be assisting the President, no less. You should know, I almost never showed up for my first day of work. Ahahaha! But then again, I did step into the President’s Office on January 28, 2002…and the rest, as they say, is history.

Now, a week after my last day of work, I write this post with fondness; and probably, with a tinge of sorrow, too. Fate has been kind to me, gifting me with enough happy memories with the people I worked with to last me for a lifetime. I can genuinely say that I have made lifelong friends in FEU-EAC…and surprise, surprise, it includes my boss. Hihihi! I am often told that bosses usually play the "villain" role in one’s career life; the Voldemort of the each and every Harry. Ahahaha! Honestly, I never understood such logic. Maybe I’m too busy making sure that my boss’ wrinkles are all in the right places. Or maybe because, I actually report to a Dumbledore every Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays…which makes Tuesdays and Thursdays tolerable. Ahahaha! Just kidding! :)

I will definitely miss everyone in FEU-EAC, together with the countless meetings, the red marks in documents, the horrendous mancom preparations, and even the sleepless pre-board meeting days. I know in my heart that despite the ungodly hours we put in at work in FEU-EAC, my seven years of stay there is time well spent. I know this because I have learned valuable life lessons through my FEU-EAC family, which I can summarize in four statements:

1. Having the right values and the right intent in doing things leads you to the most optimal solution of any given problem.

2. While it is good to always be business-like, it is beter to foster genuine friendships in the workplace. Friends may not always agree with you, but will never allow you to fail.

3. Mistakes are meant to be celebrated for they are made by those who are actually exploring beyond their comfort zones.

4. People who have talents and skills to show are too busy to take part in office politics. :)

To my FEU-EAC family, I am forever grateful to all of you. There will be no goodbyes for us, as your life has already intertwined with mine. Thoughts of your kindness and love will surely keep me warm in the cold winters of France, and will make me remember that there’s no place like home.

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Boracay: Crepes St. Michel

My love affair with crepes started at Trocadero, courtesy of a poker-faced crepe man whose name I never knew because I speak zero French at that time. I ate my first crepe while gazing at the majestic Eiffel Tower, my fingers freezing in Parisian winter. But despite being in awe, my taste buds didn’t miss the delectable flavors of strawberry and chocolate enveloped in freshly made crepe. From that time on, until I left our little apartment along rue Daru, I always have my daily dose of crepe from my beloved crepe man.

When I came back here in Manila, I sampled quite a number of crepe stands/restos in search for crepes that tastes like those of the poker-faced crepe man. Unfortunately, nothing came near…not until I went to Boracay and discovered Crepes St. Michel.

Crepes St. Michel is owned by a Swiss-French couple who went to Boracay, fell in love with the island, and decided to put up a small business in Station 2. I was so delighted to see that the plate where the crepe is cooked is exactly the same as that of the crepe stands in Paris. I was told that those plates were really brought in from Europe, as with some of the ingredients for making the crepe. I was so happy to have found crepes that are comparable to those of my beloved Parisian crepe man, whom I shall buy from again…soon. This time, I’ll make it a point to get his name. :)

Here are some pictures taken during our crepe hunt in Boracay:

I’d Pick More Daisies

Don Herold, author and humorist, wrote the world famous essay “I’d Pick More Daisies” at the prime of his life. Such was published in Reader’s Digest in 1953 and the compressed version of his essay made its way to our emails with a catchy opening line, “If I Had My Life to Live Over…”

If I had my life to live over, I would dare to make more mistakes next time. I would relax, limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously and take more chances. I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, and watch more sunsets. I would, perhaps, have more actual troubles but I would have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I am one of those people who live sanely, sensibly, prudently; hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I have had my moments! And if I had to do it over again, I would have more of them. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I have been one of those people who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do it over, I would travel lighter on the next trip.

I would start going barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I wouldn’t make such good grades, except by accident. I would have more sweethearts. I would go to more dances. I would sing more songs and play more games. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I’d pick more daisies. If I had my life to live over.

I’m posting this essay because I’m kinda feeling low because …continue reading I’d Pick More Daisies

On the Rocks: University of Oregon’s Premier A Capella Ensemble

For some strange reason, Billy Joel’s “For the Longest Time” was swimming in my head the whole weekend. Giving into the temptation, I looked it up  in YouTube and for a lack of a better thing to do, listened to every available version of the said song. Hehe. Boredom at its best. :)

I just want to share my favorite version of For the Longest Time, courtesy of “On the Rocks“, an all male a capella ensemble of the University of Oregon. After seeing their performance, I just knew that I will soon fly to Oregon to see them perform live. They’re so much fun!!! If you don’t believe me, see the picture below:

University of Oregon's "On the Rocks"

On the Rocks was formed in 1999 by Leonardo Silva, Peter Hollens, and six other University of Oregon students who share a common passion for singing. …continue reading On the Rocks: University of Oregon’s Premier A Capella Ensemble

Wholefood Wheatgrass and Alfalfa

This post is most likely for your parents or grandparents. :)

I am not a picky eater. In fact, I eat almost anything and everything under the sun, with the exemption of innards. Because of this, my cholesterol and triglycerides skyrocketed to dangerous levels. My husband is no exemption, as his lipid profile readings were worse than mine. Our doctor was very alarmed and frequently lectures us on heart attack, stroke, and various medical nightmares. We were also given the usual statins — lipitor, zocor, etc. but we never really took them since they will damage our livers in the long run; not to mention that they are outrageously expensive.

In an effort to become healthy, or at least bring down our cholesterol and triglycerides to an acceptable level, we started, uhmnnn, dieting…which lasted for only a week or two. Tee-hee! We even got a swimming pool membership to sweat-off the fats, which we hardly used due to frequent overtime at work and a million other reasons i forgot already. In short, we were unsuccessful in our attempts to improve our lipid profile…until we were introduced to Wholefood Wheatgrass and Alfafa (WWA). …continue reading Wholefood Wheatgrass and Alfalfa