I just need to be patient and wait for the period of reckoning.
Haaaaay. Patience na naman. Why does it always have to involve patience when I have zilch of it?
I'm almost done reading "Brida," one of Paulo Coelho's bestsellers. As it says there, to understand how the Universe works, patience is a virtue that one has to muster and master. That is why God has an endearment to shepherds - they are patient, they commune with nature and they are comfortable with silence.
It's not coincidence that everything now in my life is boiling down to learning this virtue.
In a place where there is strong religious (stress on the religious, but not spiritual) divide and I am considered an outsider, because I'm an "asing," I am touched and overwhelmed when local colleagues make me feel I belong.
It's been several times already that four people have referred to me as "Sis" or "sistah" in email and BB correspondences.
While I feel it's bakya when a Filo calls me one, I'm flattered and moved when I'm fondly called this way by people here.
To me, friendships and relationships matter more than any other kind of achievement and success. Reaching my KPIs is useless if I don't feel personally connected to people.
Salamat, salamat - for letting me in on the circle.
Bag lady. I have quite an extensive collection of Louis Vuitton and Gucci bags. Aside from the two, I don’t have a fixation on other brands. But you can also find some Prada, Tod's and the oh-so-chic Anteprima inside my cabinet. I dream of owning at least 3 Chanels and an Hermes bag.
Notebooks. Perhaps because of my predilection towards being a nerd, I also have a collection of notebooks. All colors, shapes, sizes coming from different countries. When I find an interesting print, I buy it. I love Jordi Labanda notebooks! If you wanna make me happy, get me a uniquely printed notebook. =)
Shopping. I burn money shopping for clothes, bags and other trinkets that I don’t even need. It’s my way of de-stressing. Shopping is my drug - my very effective happy pill.
Beyond Superficial
Still a BIG BAD Bitch. Can I be one yet still have a good heart? Then I’d like to call it contextual bitching. I can be feisty. But I can be super nice. I’m not judgmental (I may seem to be for those who don’t know me), but I’m highly opinionated. I know the value of agreeing to disagree.
Knows how to party and how to throw a good one. I have an army of friends who will protect and defend me. Conversely, they know I’d do the same thing. Hard worker. Miracle worker, even. Focused. Disciplined.
High maintenance – only if you don’t know how to!
Eccentric. Eclectic. Has a consistent fascination with the bold, brave and the beautiful. Considers intellectual stimulation and animated conversations better than sex.
Loves
My Grandmother and my Mom. Rico. Ninay. My bestfriends. Team myGlobe. Self reinvention. The beach. Water sports. Shoes. Bags. Red wine – Wolfblass, Pinot Noir and Cabernet Sauvignon. Louis Vuitton. Gucci – everything Gucci. Shopping. Travel. Hong Kong and Japan fashion sense. Thai food. Long drives. Warm embraces and sweet nothings in the morning. Books. Writing. I love yous. Romance. Honesty. Earnestness.
Hates
Emotional blackmail. Vested interests masquerading as generosity. The Me, Myself and I complex. Pessimism. Self-inflicted pain. Blame. When some people only see others’ faults and not their own. Doormats. Lies. Arrogance. Infidelity. Pseudo-listening. Traffic. Predictability.