In the previous years, I can easily squeeze a blog post whenever something bad happens. I will relate my experience, highlight my principles and conclude each post with the hope that there will be better days. It was repetitive, a cycle that more often than not, leads to the same ending. Cliche as it may sound, time will eventually heal everything. By the time I revisit and reread the post, there’s another issue that came in. If there’s anything positive about this blogging cycle, it makes me realise how shallow are my previous struggles. And with how my thoughts appear here, I admit that I’m on the same cycle again.

Something alarming and life changing happened in my second home. I’m referring to my workplace, where I spend more than half of my life.

I cannot easily divulge what went wrong. Maybe, a few months or year from now. All I can say, this is not easy. I’m pressured with own set of principles and the need to please other significant people.

In time, I can relate everything.


First for 2019

t3_IMG_2951Finally, a blog post for 2019. It’s been three months or almost a quarter since I last opened this blog. As much as I’d to say so much has changed, life remained the same. I carry same old issues and struggles in life. I have so much to say, but everything is so scattered and disorganized in my mind. I’ll just allow my thoughts to flow on its own.

I’ll be back on the succeeding days to write again. ūüôā


I’m typing this post on a Friday night. Another work week passed. Another weekend to look forward. To cap off the week, I had a great dinner with one of my friends. On the way home, I was reminded of my financial struggle. I began to over-analyze and along the way, I remember this blog. It has been months since I last opened and made an entry. I felt quite guilty because years ago, I promised myself to get better. I wanted to document something positive in this blog. Sadly, I don’t see any progress to myself. I remain as a failure. Or to make it a little positive, I’m still a work in progress.

But rather than dwelling with my mess, I’d like to write on the things I’m thankful for. My life maybe in a mess but once in a while, there are people who help me get through life. They make life easier in so many ways.

My parents – I cannot imagine my life without them. They love me above anything else. They support my endeavors. They make my life easier in the best way they can.

The few good friends РI treat them as my family.  I would not have survived half of my struggles without them. Their presence is more than enough to keep me going.

Some of my cousins – For helping me build the happiest memories with the family

Supportive colleagues – I may not be friends with them but I have a few colleagues, who make work life so much easier.

The accommodating sales personnel  and all customer service officers РI needed to replace my purchase. I needed to update my bank account details. I requested for some adjustments on my orders. I sought for a possible discount. The delivery man, who made all means to deliver my item. Hearing them saying that my request has been approved is music to my ears. Thank you for doing your job.

A former mentor – She has been giving me a lot of freelance works. More than the money, I’m thankful that she trusts my capability and gives me opportunities to pursue it.

I may have forgotten some. At the end of the day, I’m beyond thankful to everyone who stayed and supported me all the way.

Simple Problems, Complicated Solutions

A few weeks ago, a friend eavesdropped a conversation among the employees of this government agency in Manila. The group of elder women were relating the story of a retiring colleague. The colleague had a conflict with a high ranking official, a few months away his retirement day.

Unfortunately, the case appeared like another story of a high ranking official taking advantage of his position.

On the last few months at work, the retiring colleague was filed with charges. He was questioned for a missing desktop computer and an electric fan. One of the elder women said that as consequence, the retiring colleague will be deprived of his retirement benefits.

Cases like these are not new to me. This happens even in the company where I work for. During property inventory, some office equipment appear missing. Though most of the time, there were no form of theft established. Common reasons are evolve on the following

  1. The equipment has been transferred or borrowed by another office. Unfortunately, there were no  paper trail to support, only accounts of employees who knew the situation.
  2. The equipment, particularly computers, have been replaced. The old or replaced unit has been collected by the IT Office, kept in the storage and later, disposed to the junk shop. Again, the lack of paper evidences to support the turnover happened in this case.
  3. The equipment is no longer useful. It was set aside for disposal. Someone disposed the equipment and the accountable person or owner forgot about everything

Much as I don’t want to diminish the professionalism of the high ranking official, I find it absurd to¬†to deprive someone of his retirement benefits just because of a lost dilapidated computer and probably, a century old electronic fan.

Rather than filing a case to Civil Service Commission, which surely entails a lot of paper work and energy draining hearings, why not compel the retiring employee to pay or replace the missing equipment? If such is not enough, the high ranking official can probably reassess the value  of the missing equipment. In return, the retiring employee can be ordered to settle such amount. Added to this, I think the management of the government agency has its own fault. How come no one is performing property inventory or audit on a regular basis?

My assumptions maybe inaccurate, but this incident gave me an idea of how situations are handled among government agencies. It’s a classic case of how personal issues and positions are used to take revenge or oppress lower ranking employees. I can’t also help but imagine how many similar cases exist? How can a century old government agency cannot implement improvement efforts? How some people failed to realise that simple problems, treated with complicated solutions, actually breed more problems.