Achieving Happiness

May 26, 2009

Pontiki

Filed under: Uncategorized — Ina Alleco @ 9:31 am

Is it so bad that  I want a Pontiki? That, and a couple of other toys (Lego has a Harry Potter series, and I want one the box with the Shrieking Shack in it and a minifig of  tragic hero Prof.  Severus Snape; also, it would be great if I had a train set, with the trains made of wood; or those paper dolls made by Legacy Designs)? I reaaally want one, and I want to put it on my desk so I could tinker with it during breaks. I want to pull it apart and then put it back together. I  want to look at it and smile.

I could buy it, sure; but to what ends? I’m supposed to be a grown-up (I have Miko, fer cryin’ out loud!), and I have adult responsibilities…

Still, I want a Pontiki! I just let this idea I have of getting one simmer and then decide next week if I will succumb to my more childish urges or resist and instead use the moolah to get Miko, say, new books (she gets bored after a week or two).

Or I could use Miko as an excuse (that she will inherit the Pontiki from me!)? Nah.

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There are so many serious issues that I could blog about today, but darn if I can muster enough seriousness and sobriety to pick one. It’s a hot Tuesday afternoon and the aircon is on full-blast, but the very idea of how the heat continues to bake and fry hapless ants on the sidewalk just outside the building is enough to make me feel parched all over. My brain isn’t working properly.

Thoughts about the Pontiki aside, I had a major argument with Kim this afternoon via YM, and I hours later I still feel like murdering innocent lambs and calves. Kim is a true-blue Vulcan, ever logical and ever scientific (his words, not mine) in his arguments, but he is also ruthless like a Romulan and he will dissect your argument with a scalpel until it is laid bare and you feel so frustrated and annoyed because all the freakin’ effort and hullaballoo was just over Miko’s latest cute trick (picking out imaginary lice from her hair and then popping said lice into her baby mouth).

“Did Miko see a monkey do the same thing?”

No.

“Did Miko see anyone do the same thing (an adult or another child)?”

No.

“But it’s impossible for Miko to have simply picked up the trick without first seeing someone else do it; after all, babies are great imitators. So it wasn’t a miracle, was it now? You weren’t being logical or scientific.”

Who said it was a miracle? And where the hell do logic and scientific thinking come in?

Jeezum crow and freaking hell, I was just telling a freaking story. Gad. Kim can be so literal, so boring that I want to commit suicide; but not before I tell him off for being such a %^$#@$#^(%$.

So maybe this is why I want a Pontiki (yes, we’re back to the Pontiki), because I’m so stressed out after arguing with a robot and maybe, with a Pontiki, I can de-stress.

On the whole, I admire Kim’s intellect. But not when he uses it to be such an exacting @#$^##@%! and he’s barely human.He admires  Spock; but he’s being the young Spock and not the one who matured and embraced the human aspect of his nature and being with all its flaws and weaknesses. If and when he reads this, he will probably frown and be exasperated as to why on earth I would want yet another toy to add to the clutter on my desk here at work or the shelves at home where the dust gathers on the leaves of the FlipFlap and the Darth Tater.

I don’t care. I will be illogical (he will also say that this entire blog has no logic and smacks of emotion and for that it should be deleted) and I will be unscientific (when one is being emotional, one is in danger of making unscientific opinions, initiating unscientific actions — such as blogging and dissing your husband) and I will get a Pontiki!

Or maybe not. I’ll think about it some more.

And I’m still sore about the argument with Kim (who will say it wasn’t an argument: he’ll reason out that it was just him trying to clarify matters. I will insist, on the other hand, that he was an effing pedant and it made my hair turn white with frustration trying to get him to baaaaaack off).

In the meantime, I’ll pretend I’ve already bought a Pontiki and it’s here on my desk.

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May 19, 2009

Isang taon makalipas kang pumanaw

Filed under: Uncategorized — Ina Alleco @ 6:28 am

CBHi, Ka Bel!

Alam mo po, miss na miss ko na kayo. Hanggang ngayon ngayon nga, nahihirapan pa rin akong magsulat ulit tungkol sa inyo. Ngayon nga lang habang tina-type ko ang mga salitang ito para sa iyo, namumuo ang luha sa mga mata ko. Sinisipon ako, at sumasakit ang dibdib: parang kinukurot, at mahapdi sa pakiramdam.

Tama bang sabihin na hanggang nagyon ay di ko pa rin tanggap na wala ka na? Oo. Oo.

Hanggang ngayon nahihirapan pa rin ako tuwing naalala kong wala na kayo. Na hindi ko na kayo makakausap, na hindi na ako magsusulat muli sa iyong pangalan.Na hindi ko na maririnig ang inyong nakakahawang tawa, at makikita kung paano kayo magsulat — napakalandi at napaka-gandang handwriting.

Napakabait ninyong tao, Ka Bel. Walang bola, walang biro: wala kayong katulad o katapat.  Sa sipag at katapatan sa sinumpaang gawain, wala akong ibang maisip na katulad ninyo.  Kasi, naging katapat ng iyong  sipag ay ang inyong kabaitan at pagiging mapagkumbaba. The best boss in the world — and that’s an understatement when applied to your case. It was really the highest honor to work with and for you, Ka Bel.

Sa isang taon na hindi namin kayo kapiling Ka Bel,  hindi maipagkakaila na dama ang inyong pagkawala, lalo na sa mga aktibidad at pagkilos ng KMU. Napakatangal na panahon na kayo ang tumayong matibay na pinuno ng KMU, at sa lahat na dinaanang problema at tagumpay ng KMU, andun kayo, matiyagang nagsisikap at palagiang naghahanap ng paraan upang itambol ang mga isyu ng mga manggagawa at ng kilusang paggawa.

Sa 12 na taong nakatrabaho ko kayo, Ka Bel, napakalaki ng epekto ng inyong disiplina at paraan ng pagtatrabaho sa akin. Between you and Ka Raffy, masasabi kong  nabuo ang aking pagiging aktibista, at nakita ko kung ano ang tamang aktidud na dapat tanganan. Syempre pumapalpak pa rin; syempre may mga kahinaan pa rin; pero pag naiisip ko kayo — ikaw at si Ka Raffy — mas madaling magwasto; mas madaling umamin ng kamalian at magsikap na hwag na uling maulit ang mga ito.Mas madaling makita kung bakit kailangang maging mas matibay laban sa mga makasariling kagustuhan at ambisyon. You taught by example, Ka Bel; and the lessons I learned were very valuable and will serve me all my days, sa loob ng kilusan man o sa labas.

Ka Bel, may anak na po ako. Si Kimiko. “Miko” po ang tawag namin sa kanya. I wanted for her to meet you, kaso nga, nawala na kayo. Nung palapit na ang panahon ng kanyang pagsilang, pinag-isipan naming mag-asawa kung papangalanan namin siyang “Crispina,” kaso alangan namang ‘Ka Belina” ang maging nickname niya, kaya “Kimiko” na lang. Anyways, Miko’s 10 months old, and she’s brilliant (ahem!). Kim and I will make sure na lalaki siyang alam kung sino kayo at kung ano ang naging napakalaking kontribusyon ninyo sa lipunang Pilipino, at sa kabuuan ng kasaysayan ng paglaban ng uring  anakpawis sa daigdig.

Ang dami-dami kong gustong ikwento sa inyo, Ka Bel.  Halimbawa, kahit minsan hindi ko nagawang banggitin sa inyo ang sobrang pasasalamat ko sa inyo nang ihatid ninyo ako sa Isabela nang mamatay ang ama ko. Alam kong pagod na kayo nun, Ka Bel; pero pinilit nyo pa rin akong ihatid kahit ilang beses kong sinabing pwede naman akong mag-bus at hindi naman ako takot byumahe mag-isa. Nagulat ang lahat nang dumating tayo sa bahay ng lola ko kung saan nakalagak ang mga labi  ng aking tatay. Nagulat at natuwa naman ang aking mga kamag-anak, at lubos-lubos ang pagpapasalamat sa inyong pakikiramay. Kayo naman ay ngumiti lang at nagsabing hindi talaga kayo papayag na umalis akong mag-isa, nang hindi kayo nakakapunta sa lamay ng aking tatay at makidalamhati sa aking ina at kapatid.

Noong gabi makalipas na kayo’y dalhin na inyong himlayan, napanaginipan ko kayo, Ka Bel. Ang saya-saya ng panaginip na iyon! Paano ba naman ay nakangit kayo sa akin. Hindi kayo nagsalita, ngunit nakangiti kayo, at maging ang inyong mga mata ay nakatawa din, at sa panaginip ko, habang kinakausap ko kayo, ang gaan-gaan ng aking pakiramdam. Paggising ko, hindi na umalis ang masayang damdamin: isang paalam ba iyon, Ka Bel? Iyon ba ang inyong paalam sa akin, waring isang pasabi na ihinto ko na ang pag-iyak dahil okey na kayo? Ito na lang ang inisip ko Ka Bel, at ang alaala ng inyong huling ngiti sa akin ang palagi kong bitbit.

O sya, Ka Bel. Dito na muna. Bukas ay first death anniversary ninyo. Maraming aktibidad, at sana’y makapunta ako. Aabsent muna ako sa trabaho. Mahal na mahal ko po kayo, Ka Bel.

May 11, 2009

Healthy Options Shangri-la sucks

Filed under: Uncategorized — Ina Alleco @ 10:03 am

HOA

Well, that should get their attention.

Kimiko has atopic dermatitis, so she’s allergic to a lot of things and we really have to be careful about what she eats. Sometimes she gets bored of the usual organic rice lugaw, so I get her cereal from Healthy Options — that and  the bottled juice, fruits and veggies, all of which are supposed to be organic.

Anyways,  I usually buy from the Healthy Options branch in Ayala. It’s the most convenient branch for me; but last Wednesday (or was it Thursday?) I opted to go the Shangri-la branch because it was raining and I didn’t feel like walking the distance from the MRT Ayala Station to Greenbelt Park.

Pagdating ko sa branch, I went directly to the shelves. Immediately I noticed how bored and snooty the made-up cashier and store personnel were (they did look snooty, they did!). They didn’t even lift their heads to say ‘good evening, mam.'(Not that I require or demand salespersons to kowtow or salaam to me, pero the difference between the Ayala staff and the Shangri-la staff was glaring because the former are always smiling and pleasant when I visit their store).

Okay, so there I was, picking out the jars of fruit and vegetables and cereal for Miko. One of the counterpersons walked near and no, she didn’t ask me if I needed help, she looked at me like I was going to shoplift! Holy heck, I wasn’t paranoid. Okay sure, so I wasn’t dressed to the nines, but still.

I went to the vitamin supplement shelves and asked for a bottle of fenugreek. Aba, another counterperson walked up, lazily reached up to take a jar, then handed it to me. The boredom couldn’t have been more obvious on her face. When I asked if they had a smaller jar (kasi 100 capsules agad, I wanted to try out 50 capsules first), she looked at me with something akin to a smirk — as if to tell me , what, you can’t afford a P675 bottle? – and answered “wala”‘ in a bored tone that matched her previously bored look.

Okaaaay. Hell, I know it’s somewhat conceited, but I’ve been told that when I speak English I sound like an American, and it was the freaking first time that I wanted to give someone a dressing down  in English, complete with the freaking twang. E putsa, the Shangri-la Healthy Options staff had the look of bigots — parang they prefer their customers in Giorgio Armani or Escada before they serve them with a smile. Should I have spoken to them in English instead of Filipino? Wait, the last time I checked, I was still in the Philippines and  don’t give a centavo’s worth of pakialam that the Philippines is supposed to be the third biggest English-speaking country. Would it have made a difference if I spoke in a foreign tongue?

Sa pagmumukha ng mga staff sa Shangri-la, I think yes, it would have. Anak ng #$%%^$@@$^&@!

healthy options recptI paid and walked out. At the time I wasn’t upset,  I just noticed how rude they were. I was in a good and forgiving  mood because the pipe-in music was The Beatles and who could be angry hearing “Here Comes the Sun”?

Anyways, hindi na ako bibili na hinayupak na tindahan na yan sa Shangri-la. I’m a fan of the salestaff of the Greenbelt HealthyOptions branch: they’re polite kahit na one time I was wearing muddy sneakers and a ripped t-shirt. They still gave me the full wattage of their smiles, and they asked how I was and my baby (syempre smart sila, seeing that I always bought  baby food it was plain commonsense that I had a baby). I’m writing this just in case naggo-google ang management ng Healthy Options. I’m not really upset now, but am a little pissed off. Paano pa kaya sila if they’re dealing with even ‘lesser mortals?’

Tomorrow I’ll have the receipt scanned and pasted here. Hmmm.