While getting “soaked” in the mineral spa pool, we all had an interesting chat about the symptoms of menopausal stage, how to clinch a boyfriend, beauty tips, family issues, sending money to the Philippines, and so on and so forth.
I was the youngest single lady (yes, you’ve read it right. youngest. :p ) so I can’t relate much with the menopausal topic. It did give me a scare though because I’ll be experiencing that in a few years time. Waaaah!
Although the pool looked a bit muddy because of the mineral contents, it did help ease my back pain. Also, the hot tub area of the pool was a hit for the grannies. I admit I liked it too!
Time and money wise…it was worth the trip! I was able to gain new friends, visit a new place and most of all, stay in the pool for four hours on the first day and two hours the next day. It certainly improved my social life, my blood circulation and relieved my body pain. Hence, I felt better when we went home. It was truly a relaxing weekend!
“Kapuso Mo Jessica Soho” was being shown on GMA PinoyTV (a Filipino Television station) while I was busy fiddling my phone. I was barely looking on the screen and half listening when one of their segment caught my attention.
It’s about a Filipina who was suspected as a drug mule and was held by the Indonesian immigration for several hours. That brought back a somewhat similar (but not quite) incident that happened to me when I went to Batam, Indonesia to accompany my brother’s family for a day tour.
The Indonesian immigration official thought that I was using the trip as a form of exit in order to get my passport stamped with another month to stay in Singapore. He led me to an office for an “interrogation” in which I calmly explained that legally, I’m allowed to stay in Singapore for a maximum of one-month after the cancellation of my work pass.
I further mentioned that I’m going back to the Philippines in three weeks time, showed my flight itinerary, and the cancellation of my work pass. Unfortunately, I don’t have the letter that states that I can stay in Singapore for one-month.
As a result, the immigration officer was eyeing me like I’ve done something horrible and I felt like he’s silently telling me that I’m a threat to the national security. Ok, I was paranoid… but that’s how I felt when he was looking at me. The little tigress in me wanted to scratch his face and scamper away. However, my Philippine passport reminded me not to act like a neanderthal… hence, I controlled my boiling temper and met his eyes with a cool and composed aura.
I informed the officer that I need to hustle because my relatives were waiting for me and I don’t want to be the cause of delay of our one-day package tour. To speed up the process, I seek permission to use their internet connection so that I can show the information (found in the Ministry of Manpower website) needed to clear the air. Sadly, the internet connection sucks to the highest level! 😦
The immigration officer can’t seem to stand my incessant query as to why they don’t have internet connection so he referred me to another immigration officer. The second immigration officer led me outside and apologized for the poor “nonexistent” Internet connection. I looked at him with “it’s absolutely bizarre!” plastered on my face.
We went outside to check if the signal is better. Using his blackberry, we were able to find a hotspot but the speed was terribly sloooooow. After half an hour, I was still stuck in the Immigration area and by then, the tour guide appeared. I explained the situation and expressed my exasperation about the Internet connection in that port. The immigration officer seemed to take it as a cue and went to look for a computer with a “stable” connection. After 15 minutes, he led me to a different office and told me to use the laptop that he borrowed.
In less than two minutes, I showed the Ministry of Manpower website and the section which states that I can stay in Singapore for 30-days. The first officer had a serious look on his face while stamping and returning my passport. I was grinning mischievously and triumphantly while I took back my passport. Thank goodness the issue was handled in a mature fashion otherwise I could have been deported if I allowed the barbaric side of me to control the situation. Ha!
I was “channel hopping” when I chance upon “Jillian Namamasko Po“, a television show from the Kapuso network in the Philippines last December 2010. Jillian is a doll who wishes to become a full-fledged human being. In order to attain this, she needs to fulfill “assigned” missions. The twists:
she needs to figure out what that mission is
she will only be directed to another mission once the current mission is already accomplished
It struck me that Jillian symbolizes every one of us. Aspirations can be achieved either:
we need to pass through the eye of a needle before attaining it or
no matter how we exert all our effort, it will be futile.
I remember in my first job, I was at the school director’s office every year to submit my resignation letter. Teaching is a noble profession but I wanted to re-align my career path be a software developer… but I can’t seem to “break free”. It’s only on the 3rd year that I was able to get out from it and magically landed on another job… which is teaching. Long story…
Relationship wise, I met someone whom I treasured dearly and was looking forward to spend the rest of my life with… then again, no matter how we did our best to keep the fire burning and work things out, we kept going back to square one. It’s a vicious cycle that drained the hell out of me (and him).
Relationship, work related issues, and friendship may come and go no matter you hold on. Acceptance and pain might be tough but in due time, a new relationship will blossom, a new job can be found, and a new friendship will be formed. However, health condition and family matters cannot be replaced and it should be treasured like a delicate figurine.
Every stages and experiences are all necessary in order for us to become diamonds in our own right. We may not understand the reasons now, but the dots will be connected when the right time comes. Let’s fulfill our designated missions with open heart and open mind as well as forget the “what if” and “should have been” part.
As they say… is it mission impossible or mission possible? Aja!
My stepmother called at 12:38 a.m. yesterday, 22 July 2010, to inform me that my Uncle J already “left” the world. I was dumbfounded and I thought of my cousin, JC, who was suppose to fly the next day to be with his father (Uncle J). It’s very depressing because it’s just one day difference.
After the phone conversation with my stepmother, I sent JC a message via yahoo messenger. I thought his immediate relatives already informed him but when I mentioned about it, he said they did not call him yet. He felt dejected because he was not able to see his Dad alive and give the things that his Dad asked him to buy. To think that they haven’t seen each other for almost 17 years (if I remember it correctly).
Although, it’s a very sorrowful moment, I’m sure they can overcome the painful experience like what my brother and I did. It’s almost 20 years now since our mother passed away. We were very young then but we were able to survive the ordeal.
As they say, life must go on. Self pity is a big no no. Aja!