I Told You So

Here's how my day went

6:00 am - Woke up, gave sam his milk, changed Sam's diapers, back to sleep
6:30 am - Tried to wake Mark up, failed to do so
7:30 am - Tried to wake Mark up, failed to do so but apparently he woke up on his own after I fell asleep
8:00 am - Woke up, Mark telling me something, tried to shut out the noise
8:30 am - Got up, turned on the PC, discovered there was no internet connection, tidied up the bed a bit
8:45 am - loaded the washing machine, swept the floor, tidied up the messy sala/dining room a bit
9:00 am - fed Sam cereal
9:30 am - house got flooded, had to clean up the floor and dry everything that got wet, thankfully Mark's Papa was there to help me
10:00 am - bathed Sam
10:30 am - took a shower
10:45 am - hung up the clean clothes to dry
11:00 am - left for Sam's team therapy
11:15 am - walked to SM to meet Kuya Dowy, realised that the number we had in Nokia meant a looong waiting time; withdrew money
11:45 am - ate some fries at Wendy's
12:00 nn - waitedgot the missing pieces from the clothes rack we bought at SM; checked the queue...still too long
12:30 pm - picked up Sam at Little Camp; Teacher Con was late as usual..still not done
1:00 pm - got home from little Camp; scurried to get the dry clothes and hang up new ones, gave Sam his lunch (left the feeding to Kuya Dowy after initiating it), hurriedly ate my lunch
1:30 pm - left again to go back to Nokia
2:00 pm - got the phone
2:15 pm - got my residence certificate (sedula);
2:30 pm - called BIR to confirm I have no record; gave Kuya Dowy his phone; grabbed my papers
3:00 pm - arrived at BIR main office; explained I needed a TIN number and for what reason and was told I couldn't get one until I got a certificate of employment (strange since I am not employed and needed it to take the insurance licensure exam on Saturday)
3:20 pm - went to BIR verifications office; still no record
4:15 pm - arrived at Lepanto Building; was directed to the insurance main office
4:30 pm - arrived at Enterprise Building; was told that BIR had it all wrong and all I needed to do was explain that I was applying as an agent and not an employee and that I just needed it to take the exam; waits for exam permit form to show to BIR
5:00 pm - arrived at BIR in the Atrium; will not be accommodated because it was already 5pm; was told I was given the wrong form but still needed certification from the employer; getting really frustrated because the people there couldn't understand simple logic...I HAD NO EMPLOYER! I just needed it for an exam so I can be hired as an agent! The BIR person finally understood and told me I actually need to go to go BACK to Quezon City but a different office this time to ask for another (3rd form). Not sure if he's right this time. Left really frustrated and hyperventillating.
5:30 pm - arrived at Greenbelt; told myself not to call a certain person to vent; I did and what I get is an I understand but I told you so...
5:45 pm - walking to MRT fighting the tears; I couldn't breathe; I end up crying as I walk but it's ok nobody noticed everyone was in too much of a hurry
6:00 pm - had to get it off my chest
6:17 pm - finished this blog post; going home to Sam

Barack Obama Social Media Round-Up by Dan

Great read on the Obama win and the social media connection. Do read the original and complete post by Dan O' Connor.

Now that Barack Obama is the presumptive Democratic Party presidential nominee, a new convential wisdom has taken hold in the American political commentariat: it was social media wot won it for Barack. To wit, it was the Obama campaign’s superior leveraging of the tools and processes of social media communications which allowed him to overcome the original convential wisdom of the primary season, namely that Hillary Rodham Clinton was the inevitable victor

But a little caution might become us in the Social Media industry here....for all the clamor over Obama’s social media advantage, people still had to want to get on his bandwagon, and that desire was inspired by his message, his old-school political message of change.

People voted for Obama not because he had a better Facebook page, or because his staffers twittered more sweetly, but because the Knowledge (the message of change) he was offering voters was more Useful, Desirable, Open and Shareable than Clinton’s. But only just - KUDOS to the both of them.

Obama Mania

• Obama has clinched the democratic nomination.
• I'm happy.
• You can read Obama's victory speech here.
  
• Clinton is trying to gain political leverage by not immediately withdrawing from the race and stressing that she had 18 million people vote for her.
• McCain's speech paled in comparison to Obama's. He must be shaking in his boots.
  
• I can't believe Obama's character...He won but he didn't make it all about him.
• I don't think I've respected anyone (at least I can't remember anyone right now since I'm still in Obama mania mode) as much as I respect him.
  
• I seriously need (sige na nga want pala to) an Obama mama shirt...for Sam and for me. Mark would love to have one but not the mama kind.

Obama Baby shirt from Sandbox Threads

Post-argument blog post: Chopped up thoughts on marriage

Mark and I got into a heated discussion tonight about corruption, change of heart, and actions. It is an important issue but one that I think shouldn't be important enough in one's life to end up unintentionally hurting your partner's feelings. As a matter of fact I don't think there's anything important enough in this life that should make you raise your voice at someone you love. Not that I'm saying that there are things that are not important enough to be angry over but that even in anger we should learn not to hurt each other.

My problem with becoming upset is that after a few days I almost always can't even remember what I was upset about but I sure remember the feeling. I need to learn to flush out the negativity in me quick....I should learn to remember the facts better and forget the feelings a bit. Someone needs to understand that I don't remember facts that much but that the way I feel/felt is a fact.

Nobody's perfect. We each have room for improvement. Nobody's too imperfect that they can not find it in themselves to change.

Marriage is a big part of this dance of life and even with two left feet I'm resolved to learn the moves and someday be able to dance without stepping on my husband's toes or having him step on mine (super bigat pa naman...ang sakit!).

Oma Marina’s Haven of Rest

That is what my mom decided to name her new blog. After months of planning to get a new blog I was finally able to convince my mom and find the time as well to set up a new blog for her. Since she knows zilch about blogging I guess I'll end up typing stuff for her. It'll be quite a problem logistically speaking since she's in LB and I'm in QC. She's pretty excited about it though so I'm excited for her too. She's really makulit and OC about what should be posted though so we'll see what happens.

I'm pretty proud of mommy because she's willing to try to learn something new. She's already planning to do a post on my grandma, Jerry, lots of post about God, her blind right eye, her newly diagnosed sickness (spondylitis something...yes it's related to Nikki's ankylosing spondylitis), and lots of other stuff. I think blogging will be good for her. She just needs to get an internet connection and for me to set the screen resolution on the PC at home really low so she'll be able to type and read.

Friendships drop by her blog and leave a comment ha para ma-encourage naman cya.... My dad keeps on teasing her and smirking but I think he's just envious yet still a little scared to try it out. Next time they come to visit I'll have a pig or motorcycle template ready for my dad to encourage him to try it out.

Here's to grown ups daring to dive into the "scary" world of the internet...

And here's to me learning how to deal with and appreciate my parents better. Hay...someday I hope to be a good daughter :p

Oh btw don't expect to find any deep dark secrets of mine there because I get to moderate EVERYTHING my mom posts!!! Hehe. I told her she can post anything about my sis but can only post nice things about me... Unfair!