My Celebrity look a like DAW.. bwahaha

Mah Boss Son's Birthday Party

( Kawawang bata naipit ang mukha.. hahahaha)

Nakarecieve ako ng invitation from my boss (Sir Philip) to attend a party. sabi nya.. " Donna its my sons bday and you are invited, dont worry everybody will be there including Madhu (our Accountant, my supervisor), you will go? etc etc..." he said it in a very kakakilig na voice.. nyahaha... Kakahiya naman kung di ako pupunta ksi boss ko na mismo ung nag invite. Naisip ko kaylangan ko din minsan ng mga ganong event para naman marefresh ako kahit papano... especially sa mga panahong ito... Alam ni papa na malungkot ako this days... ewan ko ba kasi parang wala lang ung mga araw ko dito... I feel so empty, cguro dahil di na rin ako nakakapagsimba in past few weeks already. Kasalanan ko un ksi naman nagpapakabusy ako every friday sa paglalaba. haaaaaaay... so ayun na nga kagabi nagpunta kami sa birthday party ng anak ng boss ko. Umalis kami dito sa office at around 7:50pm. Hahaha.. kakatawa pa kasi ung amo kong maliit (Sir Bibhas) bumili ng gift (chocolate) hahaha, take note para ung sa 1 year old ha [-x tawa kami ng tawa. Boys nga naman walang masyadong idea sa mga ganong bagay. Binalot namin un ni Cecile, gusto pa naman sana namin may ribbon and all... nakialam ung isa (Aditay) haha.. kinalabasan ng gift..???? Parang binalot lang ng wrapper at natadtad pa ng tape. bwahaha.. tawa kaming lahat sa itsura. Then ayun na nga... pinagkasya namin ang aming sarili sa isang maliit na KIA na kotse... asus... 6 kami nun ( Aditya, Mr. Madhu, sa unahan at 4 kami sa likod, Ako, Cecile, Ferdinand at ang aming big boss.. si Sir Bibhas. Hahaha... dun sya sa likod ksi maliit lang sya kung si Mr madhu sa likod patay na lalo at tyak na di na kami makakahinga.. bwahaha. ) Im so proud sa mga boss ko kasi mababait sila at napaka down to earth.

(Mathew, Cecile & Me, after that good dinner)

At last we arrived at Hamarain Center in Deira, Dubai after 45mins in a traffic. waaaaaah. First time kong naka attend ng birthday party with Indian community. Sa CaravaNaging masaya naman ang gabi namin. Nakita ko yung mga dati kong kasama sa opisina sa Media City (Edward, Imran and Mathew). Namiss ko din sila kahit paano, especially si Edward ksi naman kami lagi ang nagkakukwentuhan mapalipas lang ang boring na araw namin sa Media City office. Matagal din kami naging magkatrabaho ni Edward. Kapatid nga pala sya ng bosing kong si Sir Philip. He introduced me to his wife and son. Mababait silang lahat. Then almost all of the Milesoft people were there. We played games, kakalungkot nga lang ksi di ako nanalo... huhuhu. hahaha. After that kainan na!!! haha. sarap ng menu. Eat all you can ito. kaso mas nagconcentrate ako sa mga salad nila. hehe.

(Me, Ferdinand and Cecile)

After kumain, nakipagkwentuhan muna kami sa wife ni sir Philip para naman di masabi na hit and run, bwahaha. tapos we went home by taxi na lang. From Hamarain Center to Al Satwa. Then ayun dun nagtatapos ang party... haha. Tulog na ako.. gud nyt.. Zzzzzzz

Help Save Our Mother Earth

Mah 24th Birthday

It's my 2nd time to celebrate my birthday away from my family and friends. It's kinda lonely when I think of it that way, but realizing the reasons why Im here makes me feel OK (when I say OK that means just OK! Haha.) I'm now 24 years old but still I can't imagine that im reaching this age and I already reach one of my dream to travel abroad and see a lot of beautiful places. I miss my family and friends in the Philippines in this very special day but all I can do is to give them a rang and send them emails of love. ahihi.

Me and my papa celebrate my birthday by chatting... Haha. I woke up early this morning at around 8am which I dont usually do in Friday because it's a rest day for me and its time for sleeping the whole day, but because its my brithday I need to do it so that I can see my one and only Papa.. nucks.. hahaha.

(Stolen moment of love... nyahaha)

I also got a phone call from my sister Carol and my Ate Rhoda and Nanay around 4:30 pm here. They have a small celebration for me there but I dont have here. I was happy hearing their birthday greeting for me.

I also want to thank all my friends who greeted me. Thanks for always remembering me.

Mabuhay OFW

I just want to share with you about this issue that I have read in my mails sent by one of my cyber group (AEA) pertaining to the OFW’s.

It’s really heartbreaking and irritating to know that there are people like this Malu who could be so proud and rude (matapobre) during this time, knowing that she does'nt have the right for doing so. Being an OFW my blood also burn out when I read this article. As a response to her response also, this is not an issue of socio economic background. I was rose by my mother to be an educated one. My mother is a professor and have thought me a lot of things, one is to be low profile and humble inspite of all the success and richness you have. Respect to others is very important and not to humiliate them. Have pity on you Malu because you dont have this values which most OFW's have. You old fat woman... hahaha you should look at yourself in the mirror before judging others. If you want others to respect you, act like a respectable one. That's all.

To Ms Ingrid Holm, very well said. Thumbs UP!!!

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With the recent irresponsible, elitist, bigoted, and discriminating comments made by Manila Standard Today columnist Marlu Fernandez in her People Asia magazine article “From Boracay to Greece” in which she makes many belittling comments about Overseas Filipino Workers and Filipinos in general, the response from Filipino bloggers have been overwhelming, and have not been light on the criticism. When do we say enough is enough and that we will no longer stand for the bigotry and discrimination that takes place, not only in this country but all around the world?For her part, in her “apology”, Malu Fernandez addressed the emails responding to her article. However, the apology, was nothing more than another attempt to take a jab at Filipinos and to once again assert that she’s an elite that those in lower socioeconomic classes just fail to understand or comprehend her “wit”.

Key Statements In Malu Fernandez’s People Asia Article

However I forgot that the hub was in Dubai and the majority of the OFWs (overseas Filipino workers) were stationed there. The duty-free shop was overrun with Filipino workers selling cell phones and perfume. Meanwhile, I wanted to slash my wrist at the thought of being trapped in a plane with all of them.While I was on the plane (where the seats were so small I had bruises on my legs), my only consolation was the entertainment on the small flat screen in front of me. But it was busted, so I heaved a sigh, popped my sleeping pills and dozed off to the sounds of gum chewing and endless yelling of “HOY! Kumusta ka na? At taga sann ka? Domestic helper ka rin ba?” Translation: “Hey there? Where are you from? Are you a domestic helper as well?” I though I had died and God had sent me to my very own private hell.On my way back, I had to bravely take the economy flight once more. This time I had already resigned myself to being trapped like a sardine in a sardine can with all these OFWs smelling of AXE and Charlie cologne while Jo Malone evaporated into thin air.All in all, it’s been a pretty good summer. Jetting from the Aegean Sea to the Pacific may sound a bit pretentious until you wake up in economy class smelling like air freshener.

Response By Marlu FernandezUnderstandably, The Manila Standard Today, received a few emails of complaint, so Malu Fernandez decided to respond.

As I type this, I’d like you to know that it’s not about whining, complaining and bitching but just stating the facts. Just recently, I wrote a funny article in my magazine column and my friends thought it was hilarious. It was humorous and quite tongue-in-cheek, or at least I thought so, until the magazine got a few e-mails from people who didn’t get the meaning of my acerbic wit. The bottom line was just that I had offended the reader’s socioeconomic background. If any of these people actually read anything thicker then a magazine they would find it very funny. Most people don’t get the fact that they need bitches like me to shake up their world, otherwise their lives would be boring and mediocre. I obviously write for the a certain target audience and if what I write offends you, just stop reading.Although it may sound elitist to you the fact is this country is built on the foundation of haves, have-nots and wannabes. One group will never get the culture of the other. Although I could mention that it is easier to understand someone who has a lower socioeconomic background that would entail a whole other page and frankly I don’t want to be someone to bridge the gap between socioeconomic classes. I leave that to the politicians in my family who believe they can actually help. Now I seriously ask you, am I being a diva or are people around me just lacking in common sense? Perhaps it’s a little of both!

Response To The Response

First of all, there is nothing funny about bigotry, and tongue-in-cheek does not have to entail irresponsible and insensitive statements such as the statements made in her article.Second, she mentions a few emails, but only mentions the offense of one reader’s socioeconomic background. Notice that reader’s is singular (is this an editing mistake, are there actual editors who edit this crap?). Or maybe, Malu meant that all the emails were complaints of readers having their socioeconomic background offended. But either way, the fact that Malu tries to deflect the actual complaint and goes on another rant in which she again lambastes lower social classes, making another strong statement that indeed she is an elite herself, is further proof of her worth as displayed by her perceived higher class status. In her illogical rant, she implicitly says that the poor have lost their reason to understand her discriminatory comments.

Let me make it clear, the offense is not based on a socioeconomic issue, the offense is based on her statements of bigotry, discrimination, and intolerance against her own countrymen. Politicians, I mean noteworthy and honorable politicians, certainly do believe that they can make a difference. Just because she feels that she can’t make a difference, doesn’t mean it’s a lost cause. The fact that people are actually trying is much more noble, than playing aristocrat and hinting that The Philippines is a lost cause. Yes, I do believe, we can make a difference. And this means, calling out horrible individuals like Malu Fernandez.

I wonder if these acerbic statements will be too harsh for Malu’s diva reality?

OPEN LETTER TO MALU FERNANDEZ

Now I'm not one to openly court controversy, but this lady has got my knickers in a twist.

I'm referencing to an article I found on Bryanboy.com which can read here:

PART 1

PART 2

Dear. Malu Fernandez

FIRST OF ALL, How nouveau riche can one get? Did you marry rich? Did you suddenly come in to money? Your blatant displays of your 'luxuries' and 'wealth' and your comfort with using the word 'elitist' to describe yourself alongside the fact that you had to reference to 'politicians in your family' show that even if you did come from money, you certainly have no class.

You also seem to need to name-drop in every article that you write.

It really gets to me that you should complain about the coach seats on your Emirates flight. Honey, they aint small... YOU'RE FAT. Spare yourself some doughnuts and maybe your travels will be more comfortable. .. coach, or not.

MOST IMPORTANTLY. That you would put down OFW's (Overseas Filipino Workers) is really DISGUSTING. It makes you sound more vile than what you described as the scent of their 'AXE and Charlie cologne' while your 'Jo Malone melted into thin air'. Honey, without that perfume, you want to know what you smell like? Like a fat Filipino woman. The smell is probably more putrid than the smell of those OFW's. Cause they sweat honest, hard-working sweat. The kind of sweat that keeps the Filipino economy going. They're fucking brave. They've seen more than you, felt more than you, and fought more than you. You're just a coddled fat Filipino woman, under all of that cologne, and that branded clothing that makes you feel more important than them.

It sounds to me like you get to fly Business Class when you travel for work, but when you had to pay for your own travels, coach was more affordable. You tried to hide this by grandiose references to you perfume and your designer wear, didn't you? Tsk tsk...

You made some mention of having 17kg's of make-up in your hand-carry. All the make-up and adornments in the world can't hide how ugly you are inside. You aint that good-looking either, hon. Go to the gym, eat some fruits. You wrote that you wanted to slit your wrists because you were stuck in coach with all the OFW's. I am MOVED every time I am on a flight with OFW's. I am reminded of their resilience. Of how hard they work, and how they keep the Philippines going. The economy relies on their bravery. You should have slit your wrists, hon. And you are going to hell if you don't change the way you think. Think of sitting in coach, imagining your personal hell as a personal foreshadowing.

I have lived in the Philippines , and I have also traveled the world. I've probably been to as many if not more places than you, seen more things than you, so maybe despite all of this money you seem to need to brandish and the places you have been to, you're just an ignorant. This coming from a 20 year old girl.

You're act isn't classy. You're not pretentious. You're just some stupid woman, living in a third world country, thinking that because you jetted off to Greece and you wear Jo Malone perfume, you are suddenly something.

Take this from someone with the same 'socio-economic background' as you, bitch. What a pitiful excuse.

I also happen to read things 'thicker than magazines', I go to University in London where I will finish with an Honors Bachelors Degree in May. I have a 1 year Marketing Economics degree from a business school in Oslo, and I graduated with an International Baccalaureate Diploma at age 17, if you were wondering. So no fucking excuses.

You could do so much more than you think, yet you choose to act like a proper twat. The kind of twat that people with some brains laugh at, the world over. Think of this as some more exposure.

I am ashamed of people like you.

OFW'S all over the world, working their tits off, deserve a public apology.

Ingrid Holm

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For more details regarding this issues you can visit this site.

http://selvo.wordpress.com/2007/08/08/mahaderang-matapobre-sa-ofws/

Bagong Bahay Bagong Buhay

Ilang beses ko bang kelangan magpalipat lipat ng bahay ha??!! hahaha... siguro sa isang taon mahigit ko dito sa dubai e naka apat na bahay na ko. hahaha. Panlima na to ngayon. Bawat tahanan na matuluyan ko iba't ibang pangyayari... masasaya at minsan malulungkot na bagay.



Siguro nga ganun talaga ang buhay, kagabi di ko talaga inaasahan ung mga nangyari. Ni sa hinagap di ko maisip na magaganap lahat yon. Nakakalungkot isipin na may mga taong tulad nila na kung umasal ay parang walang mga pinag aralan. Sinugod ako ng land lady namin, dahil lang sa nagreklamo ako sa di ko na matiis na sirang aircon! sino ba namang makakatagal sa init dito sa disyerto ha? Ang masaklap pa nun... sinugod din ako ng anak nya... at sa kauna unahang pagkakataon may lumapat na ibang kamay sa aking mukha.... hindi lang basta kamay kung hindi isang kamao... =( ang sa akin lang ok lng naman kung ako lang ang saktan nila, wag na wag lang nila idadamay ang pamilya ko. dahil wala silang karapatan!!! Ang kapal ng mga peys nila. Dahil sa nangyari, napabilis ang paglipat namin ng bahay. Nag empake kami ng gamit at lumipat na. Sa bagong bahay na lang din kami nagpalipas ng gabi.

Sa totoo lang di ko maipaliwanag ang nararamdaman ko ngaun. Kung dati awa sa sarili dahil nga sa naoperahan ako... ngayon ewan ko na. Gulong gulo ang isip ko. Salamat na nga lang sa mga kaibigan kong dumadamay sa akin ngayon. Ngayon ko napatunayan na mahirap pala talaga ang mag isa... kung ako lang siguro bumigay na ko. haaaay. (naglalabas lang po ako ng sama ng loob). Minsan naiisi p ko na ito ba lahat ang kabayaran sa lahat ng mga kasalanan ko? Ok lang tatanggapin ko.



Sana lang may magandang mangyayari sakin sa aking bagong tahanan. Lord knows.

(Lord please help me to move on and start a new life... a life according to your words.)

A Needle Only Can Save LIFE of a STROKE PATIENT!!!

I just want to repost this statement got from my email 2 years back and hopefully the readers can remember this in facing such situtations.

First Aid for Stroke Keep a syringe or needle in your home to do this... It's amazing and an unconventional way of recovering from stroke, read it through it can help somebody 1 day. This is amazing, if it works. Please keep this very handy... Excellent tips. Do take a minute to read this. You'll never know. One's life may depend on you. My father was paralyzed and later died from the result of a stroke. I wish I knew about this first aid before. When stroke strikes, the capillaries in the brain will gradually burst. When a stroke occurs, stay calm. No matter where the victim is, do not move him/her. Because, if moved, the capillaries will burst. Help the victim to sit up where h e is to prevent him from falling over again, and then the bloodletting can begin. If you have in your home an injection syringe that would be the best, otherwise, a sewing needle or a straight pin will do. Place the needle/pin over fire to sterilize it, and then use it to prick the tip of all 10 fingers. There are no specific acupuncture points, just prick about a mm from the fingernail. Prick till blood comes out. If blood does not start to drip, then squeeze with your fingers. When all 10 digits is bleeding, wait a few minutes then the victim will regain consciousness. If the victim's mouth is crooked, then pull on his ears until they are red. Then prick each ear lobe twice until two drops of blood comes from each ear lobe. After a few minutes the victim should regain consciousness. Wait till the victim regain his normal state without any abnormal symptoms then take him to the hospital, otherwise, if he was taken in the ambulance in a hurry to the hospital, the bumpy trip will cause all the capillaries in his brain to burst. If he could save his life, barely managing to walk, then it is by the grace of his ancestors. I learned about letting blood to save life from Chinese traditional doctor Ha Bu-Ting who lives in Sun-Juke. Furthermore, I had practical experience with it. Therefore I can say this method is 100% effective. In 1979, I was teaching in Fung-Gaap College in Tai-Chung. One afternoon I was teaching class when another teacher came running to my class room and said in panting, "Mr. Liu, come quick, our supervisor has had a stroke!" I immediately went to the 3rd floor. When I saw our supervisor, Mr.Chen Fu-Tien, his color was off, his speech was slurred, his mouth was crooked-all the symptoms of a stroke. I immediately asked one of the practicum students to go to the pharmacy outside the school to buy a syringe, which I used to prick Mr. Chen's 10 fingers tips. When all 10 fingers were bleeding (each with a pea-sized drop of blood), after a few minutes, Mr. Chen's face regained its color and his eyes' spirit returned, too. But his mouth was still crooked. So I pulled on his ears to fill them with blood. When his ears became red, I pricked his right earlobe twice to let out 2 drops of blood. When both earlobes had two drops of blood each, a miracle happened. Within 3-5 minutes the shape of his mouth returned to normal and his speech became clear. We let him rest for a while and hav e a cup of hot tea, then we helped him go down the s tairs, drove him to Wei-Wah Hospital. He rested one night and was released the next day to return to school to teach. Everything worked normally. There were no ill after-effects. On the other hand, the usual stroke victim usually suffers irreparable bursting of the brain capillaries on the way to the hospital. As a result, these victims never recover. Therefore stroke is the second cause of death. The lucky ones will stay alive but can remain paralyzed for life. It is such a horrible thing to happen in one's life. If we can all remember this bloodletting method and start the life-saving process immediately, in a short time, the victim will be revived and regain 100% normality. We hope you can tell others about this first aid method. By doing so, stroke may be removed from the list of major causes of death. Forward this after reading. It will be a good deed indeed. The greatest risk is not taking one... Make a difference!!!

Accounting Job Once Again

Hi Im back!!! lol. Im now here in my new office at Al Musala Tower here in Bur Dubai. Its my 4th day here. I'm now working as an Accounting Assistant for Milesoft Computer Trading, owned by my boss at Mobile Times (Mr. Bibhas Basumitary). I am very happy to be here in my job right now. You know the feeling of fulfillness because you're having job which is really your profesion. I miss being here in accounting department. Im quite busy this past few days because there so many things that I should know. So glad that Wendy was still here to teach me those things. She is a Filipina from Cebu. Ive known her when I was first interviwed to get my previous job. She is very kind. I like her. Today she treats us with Pizza Hut and KFC because today was her last day here in the office. She got a better job oppotunity in other company. Im happy for her. Now its my turn to do her job. hehehe.. hope everythings gonna be fine. Mr. Madhu is aour accounting manager and he will work with me. He is good also. He is like my father because of his age. hehehe. Well that's all for now ...till next time.