Bilang OFW

Tatlong taon na pala akong nandito sa Singapore… 3 years of braving myself to beat the odds and challenges of being away from home.  Maraming ng nabago, simula nung unang beses na makasakay ako sa eroplano, ang ma-interrogate sa Immigration, maghintay at umasa ng walang kasiguruhan sa mahigit isang daan na job applications na sinubmit ko online. Ang “choice” na umalis ng bansa ay isang malaking sugal, hindi madali…  at sa bawat sugal ng buhay, may talo meron ding panalo… pero kung susumahin mo.. it’s worth every experience…

Aaminin ko, nagiisip na akong umuwi.. bumalik sa piling ng aking mahal na pamilya… maiksi lang ang buhay, and i wish to spend the most of my life being with the people I love…  ayoko kong ma-miss ang bawat pagkakataon na magigising ako na sila ang kasama ko… ang maipagluto ko sila at makasabay silang kumain… kahit pa nga may mga bagay na di namin napapagkasunduan, mas malamang naman yung mga pagkakataon na kami ay masaya.

Money has not been my motivation, well, yes, it was a factor for consideration, but was never the reason or cause of my fulfillment.  Simpleng mamayan lang ako. Kahit pa nga, marami ang naa-amaze that I’m living “the life abroad” I never see it as something extravagant. Not many people realize, that working overseas expose you to alot of discrimination… kasi sampid ka lang… there’s this dilemma of trying to prove yourself… plus the undying connotation about OFW, being rich? HELLO? kaya nga ako nagtitiis dito sa bansang to, kasi I am not rich,  if I was, why would I gave up the pleasure I have at home? Kaya nga rin ganun na lang ako automatic na umiirap at di mapigil ang sarili na di mag react pag may hambog na OFW akong nakaka engkwentro. Yabang mo kasi noh? Eh pareho lang naman tayo kayod marino at alipin ng ibang bansa.

Sa kabila ng mga iba’t ibang drama ng pangingibang bayan… I am very much thankful for the privilege and for the opportunity… hindi naman lahat nakapagpa-picture na kay Merlion. Isa pa, iba ang ligaya, pag dating sweldo mo, may maire-remit ka na… abang ulit sa susunod na sweldo. 🙂

In four days (as of writing)… 3rd Anniversary ko na. The day when I was officially hired and the rest as they say, is history.

My First Airplane Ride

The Merlion

The Esplanade

Along Orchard Road


In Uniform

To me, uniformity — is being able to do same things but not seeing the other person as a rival or a competitor which to me, defines the essence of a real friendship.

You encourage… you support… you listen…  just the same, of what you get from them or even greater.

What I am only trying to say is that between friends we can always agree and disagree, think alike or differently… you are in uniform, but still each one reflects his/her very own  characteristic.

We can all cook, eat, sing, write, chat, whether we follow the norm right or not, who cares? We’re friends! You are appreciated and loved whether you are deformed or in perfect form.

I am happy to have an amazing pretty bunches.  We’re like Rainbow Brites and Care bears we’re all in-sync, but one can only keep a single color and title.  How about Purple Six for Bio-man? Hmmm…

I’m thinking Sailor moon costume would be a lot cuter? Care to drop your thoughts people?

( I’m seriously fantasizing myself in one of these )

Pressing IT!

Welcome to This is your first post. Edit or delete it and start blogging!

YES! i’m moving… from blogger to WP! major leap for the love of friends! starting anew couldn’t be cooler than this!

I managed to import my past entries from blogger.. thinking whether to erradicate that one or just leave it like that? whatever… word pressing looks fun! with all my co-newbie worpressers (multiplybabes originally/#mgateh twitterberks)!

Fun! Fun! FUN! i’m pressing the button baby!

Nubes y el Cielo

“I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above…”

I was just clearing some photos from my phone when I realized I got a few captured clouds imagery.
How does a cloud makes you feel?  
Aren’t clouds are signals? a hint of the storm and temperament of the weather…
Amazing how it reflects a story even without a sound. 
“Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I’ve looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It’s cloud illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all” –
Both Sides Now/Joni Mitchell
Cotton-candy like in the sky… tell me… what tales do you have for me? 
*all photos are taken using my phone cam.
(Did you noticed something remarkable in any of the four images?)

Blog Itch – B.I.tch!


Meredith Brooks is playing inside my head…

“I’m a bitch, I’m a lover
I’m a child, I’m a mother
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I’m your health, I’m your dream
I’m nothing in between
You know you wouldn’t want it any other way”

I am so bored today…
I want to write, but I don’t know what to write about.

Don’t you sometimes feel like a diminutive “bitch”? I mean, you’re a little bit of everything (as the song implies) but nothing is significant? And whatever you do, is never seemed to be enough? or does it matter?

“Yesterday I cried…
You must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you’d be so confused
I don’t envy you
I’m a little bit of everything – all rolled into one”

Crossroads here I go again… Feels like more of a dead-block.
I wanna move out… but where or how to start?

“Just when you think you’ve got me figured out the season’s already changing
I think it’s cool you do what you do and don’t try to save me”

Modesty aside, I feel like I am blessed with multiple skills… but none of which, will make me feel confident to claim that I am exceptionally good at, or perhaps I’m not particularly good with anything. (loser mode)

“I’m a bitch, I’m a tease
I’m a goddess on my knees
when you hurt, when you suffer
I’m your angel undercover
I’ve been numbed, I’m revived, can’t say I’m not alive
You know I wouldn’t want it any other way”

I am not versatile being technical or theoretical… I just want to be an artist(a) – upsurging creativity.

My expression will begin with these:

this is what i have inside my “kikay” pouch

The nearest artistry I know I can deliver rightfully!
That’s it! A beauty Itch!

Hooked With Vamps

“I am neither good, nor bad, neither angel nor devil, I am a man, I am a vampire.”


Bill Compton (TrueBlood)
Edward Cullen (Twilight)

The steady and composed stance…
Few words are spoken of… though intensity is felt…
While everyone dreamed of some elementals in wings…
Sometimes I wonder, why can’t I just be bitten in my dreams?
Ah… the mysterious stare… it excites the chase…

I don’t intend to buy other’s opinion nor would I want to argue with anyone, but for now, let me be, in this flight of imagination… my so-called fang-tasy…