Mayon Volcano, Albay Philippines

I Got Frustrated..

Because I thought I managed to save our photos from Kep from being lost when my PC was reformatted.. That’s what I thought. I have two hard disks, one containing my OS/Programs and the other one for data. When I reformatted the drive for the OS all things in my data disk was not affected so I was ecstatic that I wouldn’t be losing any important data save for the bookmarks in my browsers.

But last night when I was about to post more photos of Kep, I couldn’t find it! I was ready to tear my hair out when I remembered I didn’t save it to my data disk but on my main disk. I was in a hurry that time coz we were leaving for Siem Reap..

What else can I do? Nada.. I’m just so frustrated..but I’d rather not deal with it so I just decided to get excited.. How does one induce excitement? Easy for me.

Then excited..

I simply thought about our impending one-month vacation to my home province- Albay, Philippines! Yipeee..I really, really miss the place and mostly my parents. We’ll also be taking a lot of side trips so I’m so excited. Chinks is also looking forward to it. She has a lot of ‘pet chickens’ there and she said she’s excited to count them already..

It’ll be a month of catching up with my parents, eating a lot of Bicol foods (laing and bicol express, here I come!), daily swimming or walking near the beach (our place is just a few minutes away from the beach), doing some gardening (err really sitting down on Mama’s outdoor cushions and reading books, while she does the gardening bit), catching up with friends.. Just lazy activities like these with people I really miss makes me really excited..

Mama and Papa has a huge garden.. Keeps them busy and healthy..and us, a place to laze around..

One more month to go…

I’ve been trying to tell myself I don’t give a hoot, that I don’t really mind who’s going to be the next Philippine president. In fact, I’ve managed to convince everyone around me that I don’t care, that I’m so ‘sawa na‘ of Philippine politics.

So how come I had been feeling nauseous and anxious since this morning? And no its not an effect of prenatalvitamins or too much caffeine. I guess I had just been deluding myself that I don’t give a damn about who gets to lead my country anymore. The truth is, I am concerned. I am a Filipino, my daughter is a Filipino. No matter how many times I tell myself, I’ve stopped caring already, but I really do care about what happens to my country. So, here I am so tense and anxiously waiting..

I promised myself before I won’t write about politics, because I know next to nothing about it. So I’m not going to talk about personalities here. This is simply about my feelings about the fate of my country.

Today is election day in the Philippines, where Filipinos have the chance to be heard by the ballots that they cast. Do I have faith that this would turn out to be an honest election? I have severe doubts. Politics in the Philippines can be dirty. Automated? I want to believe the voice of the Filipinos will be heard, I want to believe that this will happen. But is that really possible? When everyone wants to be in power, everyone wants a share of the spotlight.

And I think its not just the politicians who are corrupt. Corruption and greed has established a culture of some people waiting for which candidate will give the biggest dole out and selling their votes to them. Of course, those who win the election would want to recoup what they invested, so it turns into a cycle. A vicious cycle of corruption..

Some Pinoys also have this belief that only one person is needed to turn around and give them a better future. Some even have this fanatical faith in some politicians and they go on yakking that they are the only hope of the country. Yes, we need a leader but I think what’s most important is that we do something to help and to do it together.

I think going with what Henry Ford have said will do us a great deal of good..

Coming together is a beginning.  Keeping together is progress.  Working together is success.

Is there any hope for the Philippines and the Filipinos?  I want to believe that there is indeed hope.

You’ve gotta have hope.  Without hope life is meaningless.  Without hope life is meaning less and less. – author unknown

Photo taken from my mom’s fern garden, Albay, Philippines

That’s me. I’m having a dilemma of sorts. You see, I’ve mentioned that I have been a stay-at-home-mom for the past six years. I chose to be one so I could stay home and be there for my family’s needs. Before I made that decision, I weighed the pros and cons for quite sometime.

The time that I’ll be able to spend nurturing my child and helping out my husband while he was writing his dissertation far outweighed the financial and other benefits of me working. So the decision made, I settled quite well into it. But I did not remain idle for long really, added to the duties of caring for a precocious toddler Chinks was at that time, I was still able to earn while I was at home.

I also took up blogging because I found it enjoyable to write down my thoughts and explore my interest on computers, technology and what goes on behind websites and the internet. It has been a very interesting learning experience and I also somehow managed to make a bit of earning from the blogs I set-up since 2007.