Sunday again

I started my day early this time, we went out for some important business.It's superbowl sunday and all americans are glued to their television to watch not only the game but also the new ads lauch by different companies.I had the priveleged again of doing the laundry, it's a little tiring today because we have to fix the apartment. It's kind of a mess since we move here and slowly we're trying to make a little better. Hopefully by next week we can have ample time to do more stuff in this apartment.

Laundry Time

I finished early today and i had a rare opportunity to do the much delayed laundry. Putting the clothes to the washer and then dry it in the dryer seem an easy task to do, but after that, the misery of folding the clothes is just too much for me to bare. I never learned to fold nor iron clothes i really don't know why.I just stick all the clothes to the laundry bag and went upstairs. However i'm doing another good thing today, i'm cooking my version of adobo. I hope it will come out great otherwise my beautiful wife will give me that killer look again.I think that she's the most gorgeous mother of three in the world,in the league with Cindy Crawford.She's also the mother a child could wish for, she's also strong and at the same time very understanding and generous. She's just one of those good souls around.I'm going finish my cooking now.

Boredom

Today my boredom borders on depression, I just keep on thinking of my kids.I just really wish that I could be by their side guiding and imparting to them knowledge that only a great father can provide. Instead, i'm here thousands of miles away and nursing my loneliness, nobody to talk to, and had to deal with the rigor of hardwork every single day. Life is so cruel sometimes that other people just simply can get whatever they wanted while other had the misery of owning nothing.Here you don't have a stable friend that normally would give pleasure just by having conversation with.Most Filipinos here are so engorged with their work and no time at all for a meaningful conversation. It's particularly hard for me since i'm used to discuss things and ideas to people. My friends back home are articulate, we usually have a lively exchange of ideas and knowledge. Anyway i just hope that I can go home sooner and be able to be with my kids, i really missed them a lot.

First day of the week

As usual you feel blue on mondays, not happy having the thought that this is just the beginning of another work week, i sometimes feel that i'm already turning into a robot programmed to do certain things at a given time. This is when i really my life back home, life then was relaxed you can play basketball after work, you can go to the mall with the kids, or go watch a movie. The tempo of life here is very different, after work, you already want to go home, eat and sleep. Maybe, its just because the job that we had is domestic and you don't hold your time.However I noticed also that people here are doing the same things.They only go out friday night because it's saturday the next day. The quality of life here is bad that, that a lot of people are depressed. The different cultures intermingling is just another factor that gives you stress. Filipinos are mild mannered, and always if not all the time speak mildly and with courtesy. Some people here speak as if they'll gonna eat you or some people always think that you don't speak english and would smirk at you. Even sometimes a simple task of buying from the store will ruin your day because sales clerk would argue and she will look down on you as if your an idiot. It took a lot of patience and understanding before i was able to adapt to this kind of hostile environment. The backlash however is that sometimes you lost your old self and you become one of them. The advantage of living here as they say is that; " if you make it here you'll gonna make it anywhere.

And he rested on Sunday

Sundays are always a relief, it gives me time to unwind and recharged my batteries as well as do some laundry.I, however was'nt able to do my laundry because i just want to lounge around. In the absence of cable T.V. i just settled with a weak signal of internet. We don't have a cable yet, these cable guys take forever to come. Anyway I dont much have anything to say, it's sunday.

3 days in one

Thursday was a looooooong day for me, started 8 am and was finished around 8 pm. the boss was too busy one appointment from another and the car was battered.It was an exhausting day, but as with any other day, it went by and I survived it.Then friday arrived and again it's a very loooooooooong day loonger than thursday, this time I statrted 8 am and end finishing the day around 2 am the following morning, this is one of those days that's very very long.I still managed to survive just looking forward for the money on the weekend so that I can send it back home.Saturday was bit alright, in fact it was just a breeze that I did'nt noticed that the day was over. We then went to a firend's house to watch Manny Pacquiao's fight, he's the Philippines orld class fighter.Filipinos from time to time come out on top of different international competitions.Showcasing not only the talent but sheer determination to win.

What a Day!!!!!

Today, started out with the usual noise of the shutter being lifted up by the store owner underneath our apartment.I'm used to it that it already served as my alarm clock.It's very windy today and it the blew so hard that debris fell on the train tracks and train service from our area was suspended. We took the express bus and paid a hefty sum.I was late and the boss was not happy because he was late to his appointment, I explained what happened but it seems that he does'nt buy it, so the penalty is that i have to come in two hours before my regular schedule. This is why rich people are different, they just don't give a shit whether there's an earthquake,flood, or even it's the end of the world, they want to do what they to do. I considered it insensitive to other people's plight. They're paying your salary, they feel that they own you already.

I had once in my life, people who worked for us but I never did anything to them that would hurt their feelings. I always make sure that they're happy and and that they are being well taken cared of. I never did anything like my boss is doing to me or to their other employees. I was never been unreasonable and that I don't look down on our maids and drivers, I always treat them with respect. Well I guess that's life, this is the part that karma does'nt work. I did something right to people who worked for me and look what I've got.

Life is not fair, I just wish that someday my kids would not suffer the hardship and humiliation that their Dad and Mom had to go through in order to give them a better life. I hope that someday if they will be the boss they should not forget the virtue of kindness to people who are not as privileged as they are. Even if they will achieve something of astronomical proportion, I hope that they will not lose their footing on the ground. For only with this kind of virtue that people would remeber you and say; He is a good man. I'm really so glad that the supersmart kids are doing their best in school, this is the joy that puts smile in your face amidst the sadness of life. Hmmmm I can smell the fried rice, it's time for a dinner.

Ahh!! Tuesday

Back to work, nothing compares to the beauty of the 1970 Mercedes 600. It's so gorgeous, people are awed , it's a jaw dropping site to behold. This is the car I'm driving for my boss, I'm a chaffeur by profession here, thus by far the best paying and does'nt require so much physical strenght, you only need to know the streets, be promt and polite to your boss and you will have a good day. Sounds easy but it's not the whole picture, there's the pressure of police giving you ticket and the stress caused by the demand from the boss to get to destination the fastest time possible. The job is really degrading for myself, sometimes I just cry out of pity for myself, years of being in control of everything and being respected for my ideas, being told by somebody to do this and do that on a domestic capacity is just a humbling experience.This is a reality, I've been living for five years now, I had a dillemma whether to tell my kids about my job, they respected me so much and they thought that I go to an office and had people under me.It's an agonizing moment for me everytime they asked me about my job here. I gathered my strenght and told them the truth, I really don't know if it was a good thing to be honest to them or I could have lied and pretended that I'm the boss and in the process inspired them to be like me. However I trust them i know that they are really good kids and sacrificing here is really worth it.


Also today is the birthday of Ben Franklin a guy who has contributed a lot to the founding of the United States of America both in the scientific and political frontier. America owed him a lot, I joined the american people in greeting him a happy b-day. I can smell the chicken wings adobo, the sweet smell of sauteed wings, combined with the strong aroma of white vinegar and soysauce fill our tiny apartment. Its dinner time after a day of hard work, no lunch today only a sub-sandwich and lots of coffee, adobo is a treat.