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Dec 20, 2011

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Scorpio 2012 Predictions (October 24 - November 21)

Highly persuasive Scorpio, represented in the zodiac by the symbol of the secretive scorpion, are those passionate and magnetic individuals who were born between October 24th and November 21st. Scorpio has no problem excelling in whatever they do and this interesting sign possesses a number of admirable qualities beginning with an intensity that is rarely seen that allows them to achieve challenging goals that others deemed impossible.

The year of 2012 could bring with it a few dramatic changes for Scorpio who must continue to rely on their boundless energy to fully enjoy what lies ahead.

Love and Relationships: Scorpio 2012 Predictions

Home life should be quite extraordinary and fulfilling in 2012 for Scorpios as their personal relationships between spouses, children, and close family members see either a renewal of existence and or a deepened and unwavering bond admired by many.

On the social front, Scorpio skittles about wherever their intelligent and intuitive mind takes them. This year make it a point to resist the urge to be jealous or vindictive while realizing that such emotions are inevitably counterproductive to either peace or success.

Avoid marital discord caused by a lack of communication, misunderstandings, or both, especially toward the end of the year. Maintaining a positive outlook while continuing to be thoughtful are two of the best things Scorpio could do while remembering to be open and honest when it comes to their feelings and emotions at all times.

Career and Finance: Scorpio 2012 Predictions

Some long awaited changes should arrive during January and February in the workplace as Scorpios may be on the receiving end of a well deserved and enviable promotion or pay increase. However, neither of these may be exactly up to par, or what you had initially hoped for, but continue to enjoy the beginning and middle of the year in a low-key manner while biding your time for bigger and better things to soon come along.

The Scorpion continues with their enthusiastic attitude this year while tapping into their seemingly endless supply of energy in order to realize their goals while taking advantage of several incentives along the way. And, for those who work in a laboratory setting or a scientific environment of some type, 2012 could prove to be a rather memorable year in more ways than one.

In matters of investments or new business ventures, the latter part of the year is the ideal time for positive results as everything Scorpio touches seems to magically transform into gold.

Health: Scorpio 2012 Predictions

Although Scorpios tend to be prone to minor health complications, especially those disorders that are somehow related to the digestive system, the first half of the year should be surprisingly uneventful in this regard. However, those familiar ailments may surface again from October to December so use the beginning of 2012 to become as healthy as possible while protecting yourself from potential stomach problems.

Surviving 2012, Scorpio will continue on with hard work and dedication, which pay off handsomely as this year could prove to be one of the most memorable and eventful of all.

Posted at 10:50 pm by shai
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Sep 27, 2011

BEAR Market

Last Friday my stock portfolio is worth Php 350,000.00++ and yesterday it is only worth Php 250,000.00++. In just four days i lost almost 100,000.00. It made me think what are the possible things I can buy with that amount. I could have help a lot of people particularly those who were affected by typhoon Pedring...

O well, what can I do but to wait... hopefully this will not be the start of the bear market... I was devastated last 2008 it was my first taste of the bear market but the euphoria of the bull market made me stay in the game... i hope i learned my lesson last 2008. I hope not to commit the same mistakes again. And if ever it is already the bear market i wish to have so much money to buy all the bargain stocks.

Happy investing and trading to all.

Posted at 11:15 pm by shai
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Sep 6, 2011

Financial Quotient

I've been working for 11 years now and at this point money is no longer a problem. Although I cannot say that I am already rich but since I was able to build my asset column, I am sure that I can live for a period of 4 years even without salary from working. But I have to maintain my current lifestyle and live simply of course.I felt like I am bragging... so let me change my topic.

Lets talk about stock trading... yesterday I sold my remaining shares of Boulevard Holdings Inc (BHI) at 0.485 just before it was suspended... I gained 20%++ profit from it for the period of 2 weeks, not bad right but I felt I shouldn't have sold it. There seems to be something with the its board meeting that will cause to appreciate its value.

But its bad to be too greedy...so i will look at the brighter side now... at least i have floating cash and I can invest it again... the hunt for a stock bargain is on!

Posted at 04:59 pm by shai
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Aug 31, 2011

Growing to Maturity

As promised, I'm Back!!!

I read all my entries here and imagine I started this blog back in 2003... hahaha.. and almost all my entries only pointed to one thing... broken heart... hahaha

Reminiscing the past, I am happy I did write and the emotions in some of what I have written were raw. It has been 8 long years and I can't remember everything anymore. But one thing for sure, writing helped in healing broken hearts and clearing confused minds. Reading my entries, I had a glimpse of who I am at that time. Young, (beautiful of course...hehehe) vulnerable, innocent, and too naive. But I have grown now and I am more mature.

I am married now. Happily married to a wonderful husband and awaiting our baby.

I will be back in blogging but the subject will definitely be different now. I am thinking of my priorities now and other interests. This will be more on... documenting what's going on in my head and my emotions.

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Aug 25, 2011

It's good to be back!!!!

I missed blogging!

Its been years since i open this blog. In the past months i tried opening this but i forgot my username and password. Luckily, I was able to scan my email messages and there my username and password were stored.

Well, just this for now... Perhaps in the coming days, I'll have more time to whine and to rant.

Until next time...

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Mar 5, 2008

Let the Women Be Heard!

March is the international month of and for Women.

Below is a letter forwarded to me by my friend, Ace, who resides in Japan with her husband. Hopefully, this letter may already be circulating to Filipinos there.

In the past weeks, the ZTE scandal has rocked the country and I found myself wondering what I could do. I need to do something, yet, I fail to know what it is that would make a difference--something unlike a running train waiting to hit a wall.

Then I read this letter and I was able to relate with the writer. She went by the name of Guada Sol; whether or not this is a real or a pen name is beyond me. The content of her letter told me that there are indeed intelligent and moral upright Filipinos still remaining out there who's idea of heroism isn't only grounded in bringing in the bacon in boxing, basketball, and leaving the country for dollars (not referring to our hardworking OFWs!)

Read on.

To all Filipinos Everywhere:

I used to think that corruption and criminality in the Philippines were caused by poverty. But recent events tell me this isn't true. It is one thing to see people turn into drug addicts, prostitutes, thieves and murderers because of hunger and poverty, but what excuse do these rich, educated people have that could possibly explain their bizarre behavior? And to think I was always so relieved when petty snatchers got caught and locked away in jail because I never fully realized that the big time thieves were out there, making the laws and running our country. Can it get any worse than this?

Every night, I come home and am compelled to turn on my tv to watch the latest turn of events. I am mesmerized by these characters. They are not men. They are caricatures of men - too unreal to be believable and too bad to be real. To see these "honorable" crooks lambast each other, call each one names, look each other in the eye and accuse the other of committing the very same crimes that they themselves are guilty of, is so comical and apalling that I don't know whether to laugh or cry. It is entertainment at its worst!

I have never seen so many criminals roaming around unfettered and looking smug until now. These criminals wear suits and barongs, strut around with the confidence of the rich and famous, inspire fear and awe from the very citizens who voted them to power, bear titles like "Honorable", "Senator", "Justice", "General" and worse, "President". Ironically, these lawless individuals practice law, make our laws, enforce the law. And we wonder why our policemen act the way they do! These are their leaders, and the leaders of this nation � Robin Hoodlum and his band of moneymen. Their motto? "Rob the poor, moderate the greed of the rich."

It makes me wonder where on earth these people came from, and what kind of upbringing they had to make them act the way they do for all the world to see. It makes me wonder what kind of schools they went to, what kind of teachers they had, what kind of environment would produce such creatures who can lie, cheat and steal from an already indebted country and from the impoverished people they had vowed to serve. It makes me wonder what their children and grandchildren think of them, and if they are breeding a whole new generation of improved Filipino crooks and liars with maybe a tad more style but equally negligible conscience. Heaven forbid!

I am an ordinary citizen and taxpayer. I am blessed to have a job that pays for my needs and those of my family's, even though 30% of my earnings go to the nation's coffers. Just like others in my lot, I have complained time and again because our government could not provide enough of the basic services that I expect and deserve. Rutty roads, poor educational system, poor social services, poor health services, poor everything. But I have always thought that was what all third world countries were all about, and my complaints never amounted to anything more.

And then this. Scandalous government deals. Plundering presidents pointing fingers. Senators associated with crooks. Congressmen who accept bribes. Big time lawyers on the side of injustice. De Venecia ratting on his boss only after his interminable term has ended, Enrile inquiring about someone's morality! The already filthy rich Abalos and Arroyo wanting more money than they or their great grandchildren could ever spend in a lifetime. Joker making a joke of his own "pag bad ka, lagot ka!" slogan. Defensor rendered defenseless. Gen. Razon involved in kidnapping. Security men providing anything but a sense of security. And it's all about money, money, money that the average Juan de la Cruz could not even imagine in his dreams. Is it any wonder why our few remaining decent and hardworking citizens are leaving to go work in other countries?

And worst of all, we are once again saddled with a power-hungry president whose addiction has her clinging on to it like barnacle on a rusty ship. "Love (of power) is blind" takes a whole new meaning when PGMA time and again turns a blind eye on her husband's financial deals. And still blinded with all that is happening, she opts to traipse around the world with her cohorts in tow while her country is in shambles.

They say the few stupid ones like me who remain in the Philippines are no longer capable of showing disgust. I don't agree. Many like me feel anger at the brazenness of men we call our leaders, embarrassment to share the same nationality with them, frustration for our nation and helplessness at my own ineffectuality. It is not that I won't make a stand. It is just that I am afraid my actions would only be futile. After all, these monsters are capable of anything. They can hurt me and my family. They already have, though I may not yet feel it.

But I am writing this because I need to do something concrete. I need to let others know that ordinary citizens like me do not remain lukewarm to issues that would later affect me and my children. I want to make it known that there are also Filipinos who dream of something better for the Philippines. I want them to know that my country is not filled with scalawags and crooks in every corner, and that there are citizens left who believe in decency, fairness, a right to speak, a right to voice out ideas, a right to tell the people we have trusted to lead us that they have abused their power and that it is time for them to step down. I refuse to let this country go to hell because it is the only country I call mine and it is my responsibility to make sure I have done what I could for it.

Those of us who do not have the wealth, power or position it needs to battle the evil crime lords in the government can summon the power of good. We can pray. We can do this with our families every night. We can offer petitions every time we celebrate mass. We can ask others to pray, too, including relatives and friends here and overseas. And we can offer sacrifices along with our petitions, just so we get the message to Him of our desperation in ridding our nation of these vermin. After all, they cannot be more powerful than God!

I implore mothers out there to raise your children the best way you can. Do not smother, pamper, or lavish them with too much of the material comforts of life even if you can well afford them. Teach them that there are more important things in this world. I beg all fathers to spend time with their children, to teach them the virtues of hard work, honesty, fair play, sharing, dignity and compassion � right from the sandbox till they are old enough to go on their own. Not just in your homes, but at work, in school, everywhere you go. Be good role models. Be shining examples for your children so they will learn to be responsible adults who will carry and pass on your family name with pride and honor.

I call on educators and teachers � we always underestimate the power of your influence on the minds of our youth. Encourage them to be aware of what is happening in their surroundings. Instill in them a love of their country, inculcate in them the value of perseverance in order to gain real, worthwhile knowledge, help us mold our children into honorable men and women. Encourage our graduates, our best and brightest, to do what they can to lift this country from the mire our traditional politicians have sunk us into. The youth is our future � and it would be largely because of you, our educators, that we will be able to repopulate the seats of power with good leaders, presidents, senators, congressmen, justices, lawmakers, law enforcers and lawful citizens.

I ask all students, young people and young professionals everywhere to look around and get involved in what is happening. Do not let your youth be an excuse for failure to concern yourselves with the harsh realities you see. But neither let this make you cynical, because we need your idealism and fresh perspective just as you need the wisdom of your elders. YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS YOU! Let your voices be heard. Do what you can for this land that gave you your ancestors and your heritage. Use technology and all available resources at hand to spread good. Text meaningful messages to awaken social conscience. Try your best to fight moral decay because I promise you will not regret it when you become parents yourselves. You will look back at your past misdeeds and pray that your children will do better than you did.

Remember that there are a few handful who are capable of running this country. You can join their ranks and make their numbers greater. We are tired of the old trapos. We need brave idealistic leaders who will think of the greater good before anything else. I voted for Atty. Martin Bautista and his team and I sure hope they will run again. Do your utmost to excel in your chosen field. Be good lawyers, civil servants, accountants, computer techs, engineers, doctors, military men so that when you are called to serve in government, you will have credibility and a record that can speak for itself.

For love of this country, for the future of our children, for the many who have sacrificed and died to uphold our rights and ideals, I urge you to do what you can. As ordinary citizens, we can do much more for the Philippines than sit around and let crooks lead us to perdition. We owe ourselves this. And we owe our country even more.

Guada Sol

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Jul 12, 2006

missing something

The classes are suspended... the rain is pouring so hard outside... and there seems to be a hole in my heart.

Yesterday, i went to Makati to pass a resume. I was accompanied by someone so dear to me and i've got a chance to meet his uncle who is a lawyer and two of his college friends. It was raining so hard and we need to walk from the greenbelt carpark to rufino street. Despite my 21/2-inch heels, skirt and stockings... i manage to walk happily in the rain.

It was really a wonderful feeling being with someone you love. Even the most uncomfortable moments seems to be a joyful experience. But after dinner, i really need to admit to him that my feet are killing me... No amount of laughter can make me forget the excruciating pain of my feet. But to my surprise he gave me a foot massage during our drive home... for me that is one of the most loving thing to do.

My life could have been complete... what more can i ask for... but i don't know, there seems to be so many things running in my head.

Beng in Makati reminds me of the things in the past... of people I've known who really rocked my world and until now i am harboring the pain of missing the answers to my questions... it haunts me even if i have convinced myself that i have gotten over all those things. I wished I had known... I wished I can just believe the words of reassurance... but logic permits me not.

I guess it is affecting me now... there is a pattern in my life... i wish the cycle will stop...

According to psychology, human being will always go back to the unfulfilled stage... maybe that is the reason why there is always missing in my life. I need answers to my questions in order to complete me...

The quests for the answer starts today.

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Jul 7, 2006

Disturb by a clamoring silence of a raging heart and mind�

Life sometimes would catch you by surprise!

Particularly when you�re in a dreamland and you are flying in your glass shoes, with your elegantly flowing gown with a sparkle of magic dust around you. Someone will burst your bubble and you will be back in reality with a tear that refuses to flow from your eyes.

There is a nagging feeling that urging you to withdraw but inside you something is telling you to hang on. All this time, you refused to be touched and let someone stole your heart. Many have tried� they are willing to give you everything, the world is there for your asking, and they even promise the moon and the stars but your heart remained deaf to their promises. You are looking for more� you are looking for MAGIC� a feeling that is unexplainable wherein you can fly and can even reach the sky or reach even the outer space� a freedom even if being tied down�

You have saved yourself for someone so special and you know you deserved so much� you deserved the love, respect, and trust. Sometimes, you don�t feel like you are getting what you deserved� you are not treated right!

Is it because you are over qualified for the criteria set? Anybody can fit in that criteria, so many to choose from� such a low standards are a blow!

Pardon me, but I believe you have so much self-esteem and self-confidence. At the moment, I know your worth as a person.

Anybody will be lucky to have you� you are such a prized catch!

If that son-of-a-bitch don�t treat you right� com�on, don�t waste your time! Go to the next!

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Apr 26, 2006

Connections

Ever had one of those moments when you share a subjectively profound experience with someone over email, and all you get in reply is "thanks"--nothing more.

Sometime it gives me the impression that I have just rudely entered their day and they give a short, amiable, safe answer like "thanks" to give you the impression that they have read it and move on to the next mail. Makes me wonder why I bothered to send the mail in the first place.

Perhaps it's the best thing they could do under their very hectic circumstances. But we all know that if it is really important, people will give time to it. The rest are simply...the rest.

The funny question is, why do I do it?

The answer: To connect.

In the billions of people in the world, not everyone will understand and accept you. That's why it's a blessing to have real friends. It gives me a great sense of gratitude to some people who really went out of their way to listen to me--Nanay, Ate Flora, Ike, George, Rhett, Peter, Alvin, Mych, Emma, Ray, Carol, Shai, Rizza, and most especially, Lei. These people were neither born to for my emotional well-being, nor did they understand me all the time, and yet, in certain circumstances in my life, they were there.

They were just...there. And their PRESENCE was the best gift I they have given me. Whether it was in the email, or text, or coffee conversations, they made their presence felt. Not just automatic responses, they actually made you feel that you are talking to a person and not an answering machine.

And to them, I say, THANK YOU.

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End of Summer

I had fun during summer when I was a kid.

I remember running all the way to my cousins' place to swim in their pool. Not many people have swimming pools in our municipality (I reckon that it stands true till now) and my cousins had that pool running even before I was born.

When I was 8 years old I decided to spend the whole summer in that house. Considering our house was just a few blocks away, I loved sleeping in the airconditioned rooms and drinking as much soda as I could. They had a big, green lawn including a basketball court where I met with the helpers' children almost every night to exchange stories when my cousins' were already asleep.

Needless to say, half of my childhood was spent in that house. I could get in and out as much as I could without even my aunts knowing. Of all my relatives, they were the closest to our family. I think there was even a time when my juvenile mind was convinced it was my house too.

Last year one of my cousins (now all grown up with kids and a big business in his own place) narrowly escaped with his life from a group of gun men. It happened to him not only once but twice. Driving on a narrow road, my cousin's van was riddles with bullets from 6 armed men. Miraculously, he was able to drive away without a single wound.

We thought that narrow escape was the end of it, but we were mistaken. Those terrorists (they wore ski masks and brandished automatic weapons) went struck again and swept his house with cat like precision (who I am not surprised to be either from the PNP or the military), and took money from their safe.

Post incident, this cousin of mine took his whole family and left their own place to move back into his original house (the one I spent my childhood summers in). They put up another iron gate inside the garage and assigned a security guard 24/7. A little above the gate is a big mirror to reflect who ever is outside of the gate for the guard to see.

Remembering my fond memories in that house, my heart bleeds as to how it turned out to be today. I can no longer freely get in and out of their house and enjoy the summer atmosphere of my childhood. The house is still big, the lawn is full of cars, the basketball court still stands, and the pool still looks enticing. But since the robbery, the house became a fortress to guard off all suspicious characters.

This summer, when I go to my cousins', I get interrogated by a guy in blue with a shotgun.

Those bastard terrorists didn't just take money, they took away all sense of security from all of us. They left us with fear.

They must be damn proud of their gutless selves.

This summer begins a change in all of us.

Posted at 04:57 am by reden
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