It's been four (4) years already. How time flies. Sailing On records a part of my life, a very part of my own self. It's become my online journal and refuge to my feelings and thoughts I wanted to blurt out.
323 posts and counting. I look forward to so much more.
So much has happened and I have only to re-read what I have lovingly or angrily shared. Memories will remain because I have kept them here. Many times, I have contemplated on deleting this blog but I was resolved with the fact that I can't just let go of a journal I call my own. So from then on, I continue to blog everytime I'm in the mood to.
And you know what's funny and weird? Some of what I'm posting here, not all the members of my family, cousins and friends have any idea of. Funnier? I get inspired at any time and ends up tweaking the codes thus finding endlessly for new templates to drool over and widgets that caught my fancy. Funniest, I enjoy browsing through old posts and then finds out how uninteresting some of my posts were.
But nonetheless, it's OK because it's my blog anyway. And I'm The Commodore. Here's the thing though, I do have a heart to connect and listen to you. Yes, you. The nice people I've met through this blog. I learn a lot and it's really nice to read the stories of your life too. I will continue to document my life's travels, the fun and hurdles along the way. :)
Happy birthday ...sail on.
I'm feeling excited about wearing our new uniforms at work. Hopefully we'd start by December as the seamstress still had to meet the set date. Such is exciting because it'll be my first time since my previous jobs didn't require one. Secondly, it's a bit expensive for someone like me to buy corporate outfits every now and then.
And so, I really look forward to it and is actually aiming to buy new black wedge shoes. I specifically want a wedge one, nothing else! Plus, accessories and stockings- we'll be issued ternos of blouses and 4 pcs of skirts and only one pants. I'm not used to wearing stockings but I'd consider since I am quite not comfortable with my legs and it's very cold inside the office.
I'm now browsing for shoe samples in the net hoping I'd spot a good pair and will just look for similar ones at par with my budget. I want sana to buy a bag kaya lang, I'm setting it aside muna. I ought to stick to essentials first. I have a usable bag pa naman. And I still have to think about my budget for Christmas.
And, I found these shoes and bags na rin [para for future inspiration, :) ] --
I love yellow shades talaga. I can't wear yellow shoes though during weekdays because we're required to wear black shoes. But my corporate clothes do have shades of yellow and so are my accesories. I'm pairing them with turquoise and light green too. I ought to have colorful aura than a dull one. Can't wait for December!
I was awakened by the strong winds at around 4am. I knew typhoon Santi will hit Batangas and last night PAG-ASA forecasted a Signal #3 among the provinces in Southern Tagalog region. 2 hours later, when I turned on my cp, I was welcomed with numerous text messages from employees asking if there's a no-work declaration from the management. I never had to verify though because minutes later, our department manager texted me that it's a non-working day because of Typhoon Santi. I called the security chief then to ask how they were and requested that they disseminate the information to those who'll call.
But a little past 9am, I can see clouds already and a little sunshine. Good thing, Santi never had to stay longer and bring damage to us. Non-operations is a loss in terms of business for us but God has a way to make us prepare in remembering our loved ones who already passed away.
Happy halloween everyone! :)
Recently, I attended among other 2 from our company and from the other dealerships, the Toyota Way seminar at GT Tower, Makati City. And as a newly hired Team Member [as we call each other], it was such a very welcomed experience. I certainly felt that I belong and privileged at that.
Whenever I feel discouraged and low, I think of the others whose plight is worser than mine. By then, it becomes bearable and I get to survive the day.
And I'm lead away from being pathetic.



