Thursday, July 03, 2008

An INCOMPETENT Service

" In our pursuit to attain world-class quality service, we are making it easier and more convenient for you to avail of our services through e-Census!"-(Message from the NSO Administrator)
This is the message from their administrator. Now, dream on.
This year, twice I had availed their service of online request for birth certificates, and twice did I pay for this service, and twice did I get disappointments.

my request details

the documents they mailed with different name and birthdate

I have requested eCensus for birth certificates with complete Full Name, Birthdate, Parent's name, etc. But still they mailed me a different one. Different Name, and Different Birthdate.Why cant they just send a NO-RECORD certification instead if they really cant find my record?

So what is the use of specifying specific detail of request of the incompetent service of eCensus would still give you a different document? What is their email address for if non of your emails were answered?



Welcome to the Philippines!!!





Tuesday, July 01, 2008

A lazy sleepy afternoon in NSP

To all ex-NSP employees, I know you missed her also, the NSP, I mean. This is for you to reminisce the time when you used to drooollll(zzzzz) over specifications and designs here, when you did the over-the-cube-head-chat thing, walked along the isle like a bride or groom would do.

Let the cup of memories flow while you still have them, because memories are not forever ...

A Taste of Freedom

What is freedom?

I wont mention its Theasaurus definition, nor its dictionary meaning. I want you to describe it based on your own perception, definition, standards, or simply as you are. When I was a child, freedom to me is running down the green meadows near just near my Lola's house, or splashing waters over the silent streams, waking up its afternoon slumber, or climbing up the strong arms of the mighty mango trees. Freedom, as a child, means the absence of a guardian or a parent. I could play all I want, all day and anything. It is as sweet as the candy over that store, as joyful as the breeze I felt on my face as I came down running along the white lines of our nearby shores.
When I grew up, giving up the childish ways, freedom could mean no curfews, buying all that fashion jeans over that mall, going to bars, or places I like, drinking those fancy drinks with weird tastes, without feeling any guilt. But all it means is doing things that makes you happy even for very short moments.

Yesterday, June 30, is my last day of a particular contract with NSP. An invisble heavy feeling
seems to be lifted from me. An expected joy emerged. A birth of new plan.




Freedom means no bounds, freedom is the joy of making choices of your own.
Freedom is simply being just you.

In Your Hands


In Your Hands
my life is Silence
existing and yet nothing
untouchable but is vulnerable
by Your Breathing

In Your Hands
my life is forgettable
a drop of rain
Caught from the air
In a storm

In Your Hands
my life, at peace
a loyal dying soldier
for his King




Saturday, June 28, 2008

Pacquiao, the Boxing Hero, wins by KO

The headline of the June 28th showdown between the WBC Lightweight Champion of the World David Diaz, and the current Super Featherweight Champion of the world, Manny Pacquiao.

But after the fight, the ever agile, enduring, tough Filipino fighter won over the western competitor. I could hear the celebrations, cheers, and shout of joys from his Filipino fans as their Hero emerged from the battle ... victorious.

In this time of crisis, famine, and hopelessness to emerged from severe poverty, the Filipino people, unconciously, is looking for a Hero that would soon deliver them. They hunger for Heroes who are able, capable, and responsible enough to fight for them. And this time of need they saw Pacquiao. One who could represent the country, but, sadly, only in the field of boxing. Not in the realm of leadership, wisdom, and determination.

If only someone from the leaders of the country has these qualities. Or If only Pacquiao has.
He may not be our National Hero, but, in some perspective, he sure looks like though.