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About the Blog

Hey there! Welcome to my blog! So nice of you to pay a visit to my little haven, Student Bohol. This blog was born April 2008 and since then, blogging has been a remedy, therapy, and relaxation for me from the hustles and bustles of everyday life.

Feel free to explore my blog and post your comments. Through my little piece of the virtual internet, I have gained friends out of strangers whom I share interest with in blogging. Hope you could be one of them. Have a Nice Day and God Bless!

xoxo Cathy

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Power of the Mind

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The power of the mind goes beyond calculations, memorizations, and analysis. The mind dictates the whole system of our human anatomy that whatever we think of ourselves, we act likewise. If we think that we are miserable, then yes we are. If we think that we are strong, then, we surely are. These are so many thoughts that could enter our mind and how foolish I am to always think of what’s negative. I always tell myself to be strong. But as what my zodiac sign is symbolized with, crabs are tough on the outside, so soft in the inside. Yup, I am part of the Cancer club. We are perceived to be nurturing, motherly, creative, emotional, and the trait that defines me most, moody, as we are ruled by the heavenly body, Moon.

I could not clearly remember how I became moody. Maybe it rooted out from my childhood, from teenagehood, or maybe from my exact birth. Whatever the start of occurrence is, the reality remains that negative energies easily overwhelm me. Sometimes, I drown in a crowd of strangers that I have to literally remind myself to breathe. But sometimes, I could shine with the sun and count my friends as if I were counting the sand that lies on a pristine white beach. Is this because I am a cancer? Or is it simply just me? Oh how fleeting our feelings are.

A good friend told me that I must stop trying to be strong. Instead, I must be strong. That was so eye-opening for me as trying is really different from doing. “Do not try to be strong; be strong.” I would have taken the advice with open arms and open mind if only, the advice did not come from him. The words shook my illusions of reunion and reconciliation; the words were the implicit message that there could never be again.

There are so million thoughts that wander through my mind and I could not think of any that may not uncover the twinge in my heart. I never wanted to affirm the inevitable truth that fate always finds a way to reveal that some things are not meant to be..that some things must not be asserted when events oppose to your plans…and that things can be accepted by us, but we must also be ready to let go of it. When put in a cage, a butterfly loses its spirit, its magic, and its beauty.

“How lucky I am to find something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” What an irony. But still, I really am lucky to have found someone who taught me to lessen the maldita attitude and to be emotionally independent. It was a nice relationship. But that was it, a nice relationship.

Be strong not for him, not for anyone, but just for myself. Sometimes, our hearts deceive us. And we must not trust our heart’s instinct for it only beats on every pulse; it does not rationalize the system of our mind. Indeed, it’s the other way around. Our mind controls our heart. And the order of decisions must be based on that fact. The power of the mind is so immense that I could still afford to walk straight no matter how bended my spirit has become.
The negative energies that overwhelm me and sometimes, overpower me remain my companion. So the struggle still remains in me. When ugly voices tell me to give up, I respond by the message that I can do it, I am still learning. It is not difficult; I just still haven’t learned yet! When ugly voices tell me to never retreat in a losing battle, I respond by saying that it is pride and disobedience to go against God’s obvious plans that I must go forward, think wisely, and fight like how a soldier must-with purpose, dignity, and His blessings.

When ugly voices tell me that my life is miserable, I respond by saying that life is not perfect. Adversities are just part of life to remind us that we must be humble especially, when many good things blind us from being grounded. Confusions are just part of our unstable mind that seeks to understand everything beyond wisdom. And failures happen to us to remind us that we are only strong if we are with Him.

Everyday we wake to fight a battle against mediocrity. Everyday must count. And I can do this. Of course, I can. Have a wonderful Sunday!

How about you? How do you respond to challenges?

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Sunday, October 25, 2009

Ally Mcbeal

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I almost forgot how the Ally Mcbeal songs used to create a huge impact on me, especially Vonda Shepard's.... Feels great to fall in love again..with the songs, I mean. ;)







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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Nothing can break Us down

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While the Filipinos were still mourning over the loss of their beloved heroine, Tita Cory, their faith, strength and unity were again tested when Ondoy and Pepeng storms hit the country. Nobody expected, or at the least imagined, that the tropical depression would effect heavy floods, strong winds, death of loved ones, thousands of homeless families, injured citizens and a disgruntled-again nation.

It was just another warning from the PAG-ASA that a storm will again hit the country. Since the weather-forecast agency classified Pepeng as signal number one, the people overlooked the 50-kph wind that the storm chaperoned. So continued our avid watch of telenovelas on TV; the day after, our own real-life stories of the storm were being watched by the world.

The tragedy, however, brought alive the spirit of "Bayanihan", which was thought to have been erased by today's technology and lifestyle. Pepeng showed us that the tradition still belongs in every Filipino's values. Instead of carrying a nipa hut over their shoulders, Filipinos carried relief goods, formed text brigades, donated money, said prayers, and offered hope to our fellow Filipinos who were greatly affected by the storms. All these selfless efforts proved that no tragedy, recession, or battle could dismantle the values that have defined our nation to the world.

Click here for more info on how to help Ondoy victims: http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/nation/view/20090928-227308/How-to-help-Ondoy-victims

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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

a worth-watching feel-good movie

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very funny, creative and reallllll....
to the window, to the wall ;)
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009

weather weather lang bah iyan?

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It was just an ordinary chat with my "ate"; we talked about me going to Manila or him going here in Cebu. Obviously, it was just a joke since traveling isn't that practical for us these times. And so went the conversation from a joke to a plan. We agreed to that I go to Manila and visit him on a certain weekend. He almost booked a flight when I interrupted both our enthusiasm with my remark that I must first ask permission to The Parents. Hmmm... Bad sign. They won't agree. Hahaha. So after some time, it was settled that we just stick to the original plan: All five of us will spend our Christmas in Manila (puhon). Ok fine ;)

Besides the unfriendly weather, Ondoy, Pepeng and all that, it's better that I go home to and spend my weekend in Bohol instead.

Ondoy, Pepeng and all That

I think it's hypocrisy that I do not write about how Pepeng affected my family and some of my friends. I heard that my cousins and aunt in Antipolo were affected by Pepeng. Their house was flooded (not to a great extent, though, thanks) and their two vehicles were being fixed due to the ruins the flood had caused. My relatives in Cavite and brother in Pasay are all right, though. I really do hope storms such as Ondoy and Pepeng, would no longer return to create havoc. I wasn't aware of the enormity of the storm on October 3rd until I returned to the office that Monday: I heard my work colleagues talk about how many Manilanians were trapped in their homes, drowned in the flood, rid in their "boats" to escape, and so forth. (You see, I lost contact with TV since I entered the boarding-house life.) And when Ondoy left, there came Pepeng that affected the Northern Luzon: only the roof of SM Pangasinan can be seen due to the flood, roads in Baguio and Benguet crashed down, and families, animal livestock, and houses were greatly affected.

In so short a time, this country went through some major situations: Cory's death, the presidentiables' "contest", and these storms.

Corazon Aquino

Is it too late for me to write about Tita Cory's death? I think not. Her death was not a fad at all; it was history right before our eyes. When I was younger, I used to write a lot about her husband, the late Ninoy, whom I looked up to as a hero... and Filipino at that. Theirs was a story of love and patriotism which all surfaced to countless sacrifices...and a great story at that...a story that the world knew of and the Filipinos will always drew strength from, mark as a legend, and look up to as our country's sweetest history.

Her husband was assassinated upon returning here to convince the dictator to restore democracy: She avenged his death by fulfilling his return's mission.
She was the first female president of the Philippines: It was a feat that was hardly and bravely won amidst the cruel dictatorship that threatened, tortured and manipulated people at that time.
She was named Times 1987 Woman of the Year: She made every Filipino proud of her own laurel, our laurel.
She revised the constitution in the year I was born: She made me grateful to be born in a democratic country.
She stepped down after six years of being president: She taught us to be humble, to not be power-greed, and to be law-abiding citizens.
With all that, she showed us greatness, nobility and dignity by her courage, humility and simplicity.


Thanks Tita Cory. I may have not seen the EDSA 1 but heard enough to attest that you and your husband loved the Filipinos. Both of you showed us, Filipinos, and the world that this race of ours is worth living and dying for. Thanks for restoring the democracy in the country.

How about you? How did Cory and Ninoy made you proud to be a Filipino?

Photo Credits:
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/3976697415_cd42ffecdf_m.jpg http://voyagefilm.com/2009/08/06/the-famous-anonymous/

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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

surprise

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I was eating at mcdo when lifehouse’s breathing played on the resto’s airwaves. Immediately, I remembered how Stephanie decoded the so-obvious lyrics to me during one regular day in high school.

I am hanging on every word you day
And even if you don’t want to speak tonight
That’s alright, alright with me
Cause I want nothing else more than to sit outside Heaven’s door
And listen to you breathing
Is where I want to be



The last two lines of the chorus dramatically reveal the songwriter’s simple want of just listening to the breathing of whoever the song is for. So simple. So humble. So emooooo. Nice song. Brings to me nostalgia of a time when everything is just about music. Michelle Branch’s sudden famous, Britney’s revelation to sexiness, Creed’s phenomenal My Sacrifice, the slow death of boybands (hehe), and then there was Lifehouse.

Desperate for changing,
Starving for truth,
I’m closer to where I started
I’m chasing after you
I’m falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I’ve held onto
I’m standing here until you make me move
I’m hanging by a moment here with you



My friends and I were on our way home from “laag” when Lifehouse’s Hanging by a Moment stirred the airwaves. This time, it was from a jeepney’s radio. Hmmm… So surprising how their songs still play on the radio these days. So surprising how the old feeling never goes.
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Saturday, October 3, 2009

movement

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more often than not, i wished for a younger brother or sister because i love how my little cousins call me ate cathy...like how they wanted me to take care of them, to play with them and to be with them. makes me feel older and younger at the same time.

well... these past few weeks or days, i enjoy watching little cute children play, eat or simply do nothing. hmmm...i don't know. maybe because i want to be like them again. i never really had a great childhood.. but it was easier, simplier and easygoing back then than this current phase of mine. i wish i could go back to the times when all i just have to worry is what time my favorite Spice Girls music video will play on MTV again...or to whom i'd ask for money for my school baon..or better yet, how i am going to waste another summer season...hahahaha...yeah, those were the days with no responsibilities and worries yet. everything is taken care for you. everything about you is taken care of.

i guess all good things come to an end, as a song goes. we all have to grow up, let go and move forward even though half our senses begs to stay.
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Monday, September 28, 2009

i am a strong girl! aja!

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I have been working a lot lately: going overtime and even working on a Saturday in the office. So it’s no longer a surprise that last night, I dreamt of a beach getaway with my friends. I want to unwind, relax and play! ;)

This thought however does not mean that I don’t like my job because the honest truth remains that it was my dream job and is my dream-come-true job. It’s really stressful, demanding and challenging; however, it improves my skills, pays my bills (haha ;) and it’s in a prestigious IT company.

But outside the working place, there are other things to tend to. And a certain conflict with someone stands out from them all. You see, I have this friend whom I have grown to be close with until well, things went bad. He was my companion during the job-hunting days and a confidant as well. So I am really disappointed that the friendship went this way. But I realized that you can not change someone if they themselves won’t allow you to. And you don't befriend because you want to change someone. My mistake.

There were arguments…lots of them. And I give up. I give up on tolerating and lengthening my patience with him. You see, I am not the bitchy type of girl. If you want to fight with me, I will easily let you win. No big deal. There are more important things for me to do than argue with someone who is either prejudiced or ignorant of the situation (or both). He once insulted me in front of my two friends. I was fighting between reasons whether to forgive him or ignore him forever. I chose the better scenario.

And things went better for a little while. But damage has been done, a part of you has been hurt and you become wiser and stronger in dealing with someone of a different wavelength with yours. I told him that he must not permeate his temper to us when he has a fight with his girlfriend; he started to ignore me then.

So the thought that I have my family and friends behind all my actions, endeavors and hardships in this place faraway from home gives me comfort. And of course, I draw strength from Him for me to surpass the trials that may shape my decisions and as a whole, my character. I trust in Him; I am comforted in a million ways.

I know that our decisions in this temporary life define us as a person, as a Catholic and as a soul. I know that on a certain day, you may become ecstatic then another, you maybe confused. And it takes hard work to be happy. But it takes more courage and forgiveness to attain peace of mind.

I am a strong girl. I'd like to believe that I have always been. So why stop now? I write words that may have yield something to my readers; but I do not curse to gain power and vain respect from the hearers. This is the reason why I just keep things at bay; things will fall in their right place in due time. It's better that we ignore each other. I no longer have to contend with his sudden tempers. I no longer have to be affected every time he badmouths his girlfriend in front of us (I still feel sorry for her gf who seems to be a good girl). And foremost, I no longer have to decode his perplexities in order to have a decent conversation. I shall remain calm and I shall not resort to hysterics. I just really miss Bohol, maybe that’s why negative energies easily get in to me. Hahahaha…

Generally, I am contented. I have a loving family, a great job with great co-workers, lots of really close friends, malambing na dogs and faith that keeps me moving through the ripples of change, adversities and bliss. ;)


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Sunday, September 20, 2009

a possible dream

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How could I ever survive without a day-off? Although I love my job, the jeepney rides, the drag–my–body–to-office mornings and Monday blues need suspension from my routine. Urgh!

I really missed blogging. Although I have all the luxury of internet access in the office, blogging during office hours implies improper work etiquette. Yeah, the dork in me speaks again.hehe

So how do I start? Hmmm… I graduated college. I got accepted in a call center company two days after. I sadly turned down the job offer from the company where I spent my internship. I went to Cebu. I applied for my dream job.

Sounds simple huh? But that span of that time really imprints in me. I won’t bore you with the most specific details of that job-hunting experience. All of you who have gone hunting jobs (with arrow in one hand and a prayer on the other) know what I am murmuring about.

One morning during the job hunting period, I stood along the sidewalk of Cebu Doc hospital where my boarding house is nearby. I was waiting for a jeepney. I thought that I should have come to the point where my dream has come true already, which is getting my dream job! It was then that I pursued further. It was then that I prayed harder.

All my life, I worked my butt off to prepare myself for the corporate world. Ever since I was a young girl, I know writing was what I wanted to do. Then I just woke up one morning, I was heading to the multinational IT company for the first day of my technical writing job. =)

So here I am in seventh heaven. This is during NCR’s Inaugural ceremony of the new facility.

And a solo me ala Hollywood pose \m/

And during my birthday at ayala terraces:

And during my second payday when we went on a foodtrip at raintree mall =)

So what happens after the day that one of your dreams comes true? Hmm… I guess you just wake up and start making your other dreams comes true =)

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Thursday, June 18, 2009

Career

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wow. it's been a while. i missed blogging. there are just some days (nights) that i just want to sit down and write everything in my mind. and here i am!

after so many downfalls, despair, and challenges, i finally landed a job - my dream job in my dream company. i couldn't be happier. Thank you Lord! I am so thankful in so many million ways. but He always work in wonders. having landed that job made me value jobhunting in a different way. once you land a job after several tries, bragging about it makes you a hypocrite. i failed a lot of times, bounced back a million times that sometimes my body goes down while my spirit still pushes forward in spite the despair. everything that happened between may 18 and june 5 was a very humbling experience.

fast forward five years from now. where do i want to be? i still want to be in that company and maybe in a higher job position where i enjoy my work and co-workers. but i couldn't ask for more as of now. this is enough Lord. Thank you. the future is your decision.

i hope all of my classmates will be able to get jobs as well asap. aja!
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