win nothing...won everything...

last sunday, we had our yearly corporate christmas party at bagaberde with the whole legal group. of course, everyone is excited about the raffle but not everyone is fortunate enough to win. in our team, only 6 people got to take home a prize. i was so frustrated i didn't get to win even a "microwaveable" oven toaster (a joke by one of my colleagues).

but then again, all the blessings i received from spi throughout the year is worth more than a plasma tv or a refrigerator or portable dvd player. after hearing the final prize given to someone with an employee number of FJ--, i just said a prayer and thanked God for all the blessings he gave me through spi. the winner of the grand raffle prize was the little guy who was behind me when i was in line for the food. he seems like a good guy and comforted myself that maybe he deserved it more than i do.

i wouldn't exchange the friends i made for a plasma tv. i wouldn't exchange the experiences i've had for a refrigerator. i would never exchange the laughters for a dvd player...

of closing doors...and looking out the window

this week, there are two changes that took place in my daily routine: a) one is that i had to go back to working on our graveyard shift and b) transferring to a new house and leaving the house we lived in for 23 years.

after waiting for so long to be working the "normal" hours, i have to again shift back to working the wee hours for some reason. i don't want to talk about it anymore and i just resigned myself to accepting the fact that i have to be flexible enough to enable others to do what they want to do. enough said...

a more life-altering event happened when we transferred from 3992 tagumpay st. to 4644 tagumpay st. it may be a small walk from our old house across the street to our new house but nevertheless an important change in our daily routine. our family friend moved and flew to canada and entrusted us their house just across the street from ours. we were to live there and not pay rent or anything which is a big load off of our shoulders.

the difficult thing is, we're leaving the house we were so used to coming home to. and worst, we'll be seeing it from the window of our new house. i can't help but feel nostalgic and reminiscent of all the things that happened inside that compound every time i stare out the window. it has been part of my system, a part of who i am, a part of my life.

it's sad moving out and moving on to a new chapter of my life outside the house i grew up in. but again, part of living is being able to welcome changes no matter how drastic they are. ironically, as we close the doors to our old house, we look out of the windows of our new house and look out for new things that is to happen to our lives from now on. and as we look out of our present window, we will (once in a while) look back to the windows of our past...

walking out...

today, i made a walk-out scene while talking with two of my colleagues a while ago.

trust me, walking out is something i'm good at! (hehehe ;p) as usual, the frustration that made me do it is my long-time frustration of not knowing something (in other words, being obviously left out of something). the three of us were discussing work-related stuff and then colleague A mentioned that he needs to discuss it privately with colleague B. what infuriated me was the "in-your-face" "you're-not-allowed-to-know" scenario that colleague A's statement brought up. and THAT is something i'll never be good at handling...hehehe

i stormed out of that conversation and went back to our workstation. once inside, i could not hide the fact that i was upset from the previous group of people i was with earlier. i keep brushing off my other officemates teasing that i was near tears or something.

nevertheless, both colleague A & B explained the reason behind "not-being-able-to-let-me-in-the-secret" because of some plan "not-yet-revealed" to everyone . anyway, we were able to resolve this "misunderstanding" and i was able to find out that something good is expected (or to be exact, there's a good plan to be expected out of all these) to take place.

oh well, all in a day's work!

moving again...

we just found out yesterday that we'll be transferring from our current area to a new one - AGAIN! and ironically, we will just be returning to an area near the original one we were previously stationed. haaaayy...

well, life indeed present changes every once in a while and we do have to be flexible enough to adjust and cope with these changes. sometimes, these changes require dealing with certain people from the past.

you'll never be able to please everyone - and WE will never be please with everyone we work with...hehehe i just find it funny that the very people i'm trying to avoid, ended up being a few steps away - AGAIN...it'll be really awkward seeing those faces again, seeing them in the hallways and at the door.

oh well, it'll be just another day at work...

this is only the beginning...

hey guys!

i finally did it!

i have now officially started my very first blog!

first stop, the title of my blog...music is a given - MUSIC IS MY LIFE!!! i think i'd die if i don't have the gift of music around me...

music has been with me since i learned to utter a sound...there's not a day that passes by without me listening to music or humming a tune or belting out in the shower...

how about the thorns...

i am actually thinking of using "roses" instead of thorns because that was really what first came to my mind...but i opted for the latter because i think it is more suited with the word "music"...enough said...hehehe

so basically, this blog is about thorns that made music...thorns that made - ME...

there are a lot of things that i would associate with thorns...like i said earlier, a rose is the very first thing that came to mind...then a chain of other stuff would follow; a red rose, red symbolizes lots of things like warmth, passion, love, sunset...and so on...

and thorns sometimes symbolizes being hurt...being wounded, feeling pain...and that's something that each and everyone of us experience and learn from...

so listen to the music of my soul...

imagine the words of my dreams...

...and feel the thorns of my life