Sunday, May 01, 2005
I hate people without gmrc!!!
You know what's gmrc? READ: GOOD MANNERS AND RIGHT CONDUCT! It’s something taught in grade school. If one gets past that stage without acquiring gmrc, I see it as a hopeless case.
Serves me right for being too trusting. Tsk. Tsk. Imagine, just for a measly amount of money, a person could show one's true personality. Too bad. I don't want to go into details (although this is very tempting) because I don't want to have enemies nor do I want to bad-mouth other people. Although YOU did this to me and my friends, I wouldn't want to stoop down to your level.
My advice? Uhh, take some time to think about your life. And the next time you do something, please, just please, consider the good things other people have done to you. I don't want to sound like nanunumbat (though I'm good at this) here, but I thought it was basic good manners to think of what other people have done to help you out. Oh, and the next time you think about expecting a reply from me, make sure you've gone back to grade school and passed good manners and right conduct class.
It ends here, I don't want to make an issue about this anymore. Pax!
Serves me right for being too trusting. Tsk. Tsk. Imagine, just for a measly amount of money, a person could show one's true personality. Too bad. I don't want to go into details (although this is very tempting) because I don't want to have enemies nor do I want to bad-mouth other people. Although YOU did this to me and my friends, I wouldn't want to stoop down to your level.
My advice? Uhh, take some time to think about your life. And the next time you do something, please, just please, consider the good things other people have done to you. I don't want to sound like nanunumbat (though I'm good at this) here, but I thought it was basic good manners to think of what other people have done to help you out. Oh, and the next time you think about expecting a reply from me, make sure you've gone back to grade school and passed good manners and right conduct class.
It ends here, I don't want to make an issue about this anymore. Pax!
one week in coron, palawan
It was exactly a week yesterday since I first set foot in palawan. it has been great thus far. Work hasn't been really heavy. I love doing this. I miss doing NGO work.
Last Saturday (our first day here), we arrived at around 5am and around an hour after, we were informed that we were going to be guests in ELAC's radio program and the topics for discussion were human rights and the bill of rights. Oh my goodness! I always made jokes about wanting to be in show business, but heaven forbid, not this way!
Anyhow, we weren't really prepared, but what the hell, the show must go on. (showbiz ito!)
Did paralegal training last Tuesday before a community of IPs (indigenous peoples) here in coron. Went kinda well… I did a lecture on the fisheries code. Didn't get to answer most of the questions. Thank God, my boss was there to answer the people's queries.
About the place, it's a typical town in the province. (never mind the place where we're staying, you wouldn't want to know about it. haha!) Kinda boring place, no night life, except for the beer houses around. Haha! However, they say that there are a lot of noce dive sites here where japanese wrecks can be found. I have yet to find this out, although this is not really my cup of tea (or coffee… hehe!)
Oh, it's really hot here! I have endless trips to the sari sari store to get softdrinks. Well, I hope the following weeks would be more exciting. We're off to tara island early tomorrow (4am) to do communtiy work. It's gonna be a 4 hour boat ride. From where I see it, seems like immersion part 2. Oh well…
Last Saturday (our first day here), we arrived at around 5am and around an hour after, we were informed that we were going to be guests in ELAC's radio program and the topics for discussion were human rights and the bill of rights. Oh my goodness! I always made jokes about wanting to be in show business, but heaven forbid, not this way!
Anyhow, we weren't really prepared, but what the hell, the show must go on. (showbiz ito!)
Did paralegal training last Tuesday before a community of IPs (indigenous peoples) here in coron. Went kinda well… I did a lecture on the fisheries code. Didn't get to answer most of the questions. Thank God, my boss was there to answer the people's queries.
About the place, it's a typical town in the province. (never mind the place where we're staying, you wouldn't want to know about it. haha!) Kinda boring place, no night life, except for the beer houses around. Haha! However, they say that there are a lot of noce dive sites here where japanese wrecks can be found. I have yet to find this out, although this is not really my cup of tea (or coffee… hehe!)
Oh, it's really hot here! I have endless trips to the sari sari store to get softdrinks. Well, I hope the following weeks would be more exciting. We're off to tara island early tomorrow (4am) to do communtiy work. It's gonna be a 4 hour boat ride. From where I see it, seems like immersion part 2. Oh well…
post-immersion stuff
After we arrived in rockwell, afternoon of the 20th, I was so excited to go to our apartment to take a nice bath. Hahaha!
Anyway, during the send-off dinner, I learned that I was going to be assigned to the environmental legal assistance center (elac) in coron, palawan. from that time on, I had no control of my schedule (which I really hated).
The next day I was in front of the computer doing layout work for our consti project when 1 of our facis called me on my cellphone. he asked me if I got permission already to go to palawan, to which I said yes. the next question was, "have you packed?" I gave a negative answer. The next shocking statement was, "start packing, you're leaving tonight."
I was literally crying because of pressure. I haven't finished the project, my dad would be shocked to know that I'd be leaving THAT soon, and will be gone for more than a month. Well, that's beside the fact that I haven't even gotten enough time to bond with my bed after sleeping in a papag for 6 days. Well, as if I had any choice…
Anyhow, I later learned that the boat trip wasn't until the next day. Then again, my dad would not let me take a boat. He insisted on getting me a plane ticket. I was on the brink of throwing one of my occasional tantrums at that time. Came the following day (the supposed date of the boat trip)… my dad was trying to get me booked for a plane trip. He then knew that my boat ticket was for a super ferry trip (he thought it was one of those small boats or sea vessels) and that the plane going to coron was a 19-seater plane. So at 10:30am he allowed me to take the boat trip. And the time of the trip? 4:45pm!!!
Again, I had to fast-forward everything. I packed quickly and without being able to let people know that I'd be gone for some time, I hurriedly got to the pier and rode the big boat.
It was my first time to take a boat ride. When I got inside, I realized that our tickets were for economy class and the place was really stinking (according to mon… I had colds so I wasn't able to smell it). It was also really hot as in hot… I wasn't able to sleep properly so I sneaked to the upper level (air conditioned place) and slept in the sofa. Haha! Another thing, food stuff in the boat was like gold. Imagine, a can of soda for 39 pesos! Whaaa!?!?
At least I didn't get sea-sick and reached coron after 12 hours...
Anyway, during the send-off dinner, I learned that I was going to be assigned to the environmental legal assistance center (elac) in coron, palawan. from that time on, I had no control of my schedule (which I really hated).
The next day I was in front of the computer doing layout work for our consti project when 1 of our facis called me on my cellphone. he asked me if I got permission already to go to palawan, to which I said yes. the next question was, "have you packed?" I gave a negative answer. The next shocking statement was, "start packing, you're leaving tonight."
I was literally crying because of pressure. I haven't finished the project, my dad would be shocked to know that I'd be leaving THAT soon, and will be gone for more than a month. Well, that's beside the fact that I haven't even gotten enough time to bond with my bed after sleeping in a papag for 6 days. Well, as if I had any choice…
Anyhow, I later learned that the boat trip wasn't until the next day. Then again, my dad would not let me take a boat. He insisted on getting me a plane ticket. I was on the brink of throwing one of my occasional tantrums at that time. Came the following day (the supposed date of the boat trip)… my dad was trying to get me booked for a plane trip. He then knew that my boat ticket was for a super ferry trip (he thought it was one of those small boats or sea vessels) and that the plane going to coron was a 19-seater plane. So at 10:30am he allowed me to take the boat trip. And the time of the trip? 4:45pm!!!
Again, I had to fast-forward everything. I packed quickly and without being able to let people know that I'd be gone for some time, I hurriedly got to the pier and rode the big boat.
It was my first time to take a boat ride. When I got inside, I realized that our tickets were for economy class and the place was really stinking (according to mon… I had colds so I wasn't able to smell it). It was also really hot as in hot… I wasn't able to sleep properly so I sneaked to the upper level (air conditioned place) and slept in the sofa. Haha! Another thing, food stuff in the boat was like gold. Imagine, a can of soda for 39 pesos! Whaaa!?!?
At least I didn't get sea-sick and reached coron after 12 hours...
immersion (mis)adventures part 2
More stories of what happened to me during the immersion…
I felt really yucky the whole time. Not to be so maarte or anything but imagine taking a bath once every other day only (meaning you change clothes at the same rate also). So, for the 6 days, I took a bath 3 times only. Actually, it was already unusual for the people there to see us taking a bath that often.
Another thing, how do they dishes? They just dip it in a pail of water where they also wash their hands after eating. Yucky huh? Well, I survived 6 days with that set up.
When we were already going down to go home, we (our self sustaining unit) didn't have a jeep to ride anymore (much to my dismay). So we had to endure walking from 5am until around 9am from the mountains to the lahar area (it's really a desert, I swear) and finally to the meeting point where we were going to be picked up.
I never thought I'd learn to love pop cola after the immersion. Haha! Ask my groupmates, I was itching to get to sta. juliana to drink pop.
Despite all the hardships (which by the way is the whole point of the immersion), it was a truly enriching experience for me. It was a great opportunity for me to think my life over, to reflect on what I have done with my life thus far, and to realize how much I should be thankful for everything I have in my life.
I came to know first hand how these people have so little in life (sometimes none at all). It was the harsh reality of society that I used to read only in my books and case studies back in college. I realized that these people no matter how little they have in life are truly good people. Even if they didn't have anything, they would still offer you the best they have. It was really touching (and made me force myself to stop ranting about everything).
True, I hated the fact that I didn't have the usual comforts I have. But looking back, I learned a lot - not laws, not theories, but life.
Given the chance, I would l;ove to go back and visit them again. Well, uhh… minus the walking part. (may nakakaakyat naman na jeep eh. Hehe!)
I felt really yucky the whole time. Not to be so maarte or anything but imagine taking a bath once every other day only (meaning you change clothes at the same rate also). So, for the 6 days, I took a bath 3 times only. Actually, it was already unusual for the people there to see us taking a bath that often.
Another thing, how do they dishes? They just dip it in a pail of water where they also wash their hands after eating. Yucky huh? Well, I survived 6 days with that set up.
When we were already going down to go home, we (our self sustaining unit) didn't have a jeep to ride anymore (much to my dismay). So we had to endure walking from 5am until around 9am from the mountains to the lahar area (it's really a desert, I swear) and finally to the meeting point where we were going to be picked up.
I never thought I'd learn to love pop cola after the immersion. Haha! Ask my groupmates, I was itching to get to sta. juliana to drink pop.
Despite all the hardships (which by the way is the whole point of the immersion), it was a truly enriching experience for me. It was a great opportunity for me to think my life over, to reflect on what I have done with my life thus far, and to realize how much I should be thankful for everything I have in my life.
I came to know first hand how these people have so little in life (sometimes none at all). It was the harsh reality of society that I used to read only in my books and case studies back in college. I realized that these people no matter how little they have in life are truly good people. Even if they didn't have anything, they would still offer you the best they have. It was really touching (and made me force myself to stop ranting about everything).
True, I hated the fact that I didn't have the usual comforts I have. But looking back, I learned a lot - not laws, not theories, but life.
Given the chance, I would l;ove to go back and visit them again. Well, uhh… minus the walking part. (may nakakaakyat naman na jeep eh. Hehe!)
