http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena That's the world from my perspective - with a free weblog from blogigo. en Rouena Rouena Sat, 08 Sep 2007 18:16:06 +0200 daily 1 I have always thought of putting a business up.  A few months ago, April to be exact due to financial constraints and the growing needs of my kids, I have started making fancy but chic jewelry.  It was a low capital high gain kind of business that left me exhausted and getting cramps every morning but it paid off.  It was good until the day I lost interest ( ....the market lost interest i mean.  Fashion and women has one thing in common.  They're both fickle.  I still am thinking of the right business to put up as of this time. Sat, 08 Sep 2007 18:16:06 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Entrepreneurship/12/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Entrepreneurship/12/ It has been a looong time.  I have missed writing about something, nothing and everything.  A lot of things has happened in my life.  Maybe a little too much for just 2 years of not writing.  My eldest, Dana has now turned ten and she is smart, academically inclined and kinda snooty.  My second daughter Leila got everything going for her, gorgeous eyes, pouty lips and wit that could go against the President. My youngest, Yanna is my angel. She never forgets to give me a hug and a kiss every minute or so, she wants one most of the time too. I have been so busy, tending to financial needs, nestling my family and like all other women, forgot about me.  No self-pity here mind you. Just stating my case in a matter-of-fact way. For the past year and a half I have been working as an English tutor for Koreans wanting to learn a second language.  I have quit a dynamic environment and a satisfying career in Clientlogic. Working as a Quality Analyst was no mean feat, I was... Sat, 08 Sep 2007 18:04:35 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Missing/11/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Missing/11/ At last, the 31st of March came. Dana was brought back up to baguio for that special day. I texted her teacher and was told that she needs to be there. In uniform before 8 am. My excited daughter perused all her previous exams wondering loudly what honors she would be given. She was certain, so certain that she was going to bag the highest. With this in mind, Dana asked me and her tatay where we would treat her. She wanted Wendy's, their fries she tells me is better than Jollibee and Mcdonalds combined. Wow!!! Talk about advertising. The rites started late and it began to drizzle...some people would think it is a bad omen.  I took it as a blessing. Other special people were given their honors but my ears was tuned to my daughter's name. She was there at the far end of the court, waiting her turn to be called. Till that time she was called on the stage, I didn't know what she would be getting. Not to my surprise....my daughter was right...as usual she got top honors, a golden medal... Wed, 06 Apr 2005 01:07:09 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Dana-s-Achievement/10/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Dana-s-Achievement/10/ Dana's recognition got moved to the 31st. My daughter as expected was bummed about it. She was anticipating that moment of receiving her honors. Well...just a few days of waiting time won't hurt. Told her I would just be treating her out....she wants the works.  Like men, if you give an inch they'd want the whole 9 yards...lol. Leila's recognition in any case went well. Aside from the speaker who I might say is a stupid bloke. The speaker is an alumni holding a high position in the John Hay Corporation. He was comparing the prices of tuitions of my kids school to other schools in our city. One of his sentences goes: " YMCA is a school that harbors good competition with regards to prices because it gives out quality education at a less costly cost ."  Hungggh!! That physically hurt my ears not only my intellect. The hubby and I were laughing our asses off when he tried to compare teachers to talent managers. Not satisfied with that he compared them to turtles and frog too.  Not... Thu, 24 Mar 2005 20:31:07 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Recognition-1/9/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Recognition-1/9/ Dana is my eldest daughter. She was the littlest angel when she entered this world. She weighed 4.2 lbs. My friends had a fun time joking me about the experience that I had when I gave birth to this little one. Not knowing that I was in labor, I climbed up the steep steps going up to Lourdes Grotto in Baguio City. For a weird moment I just wanted to count the stairs...dont ask me why. While walking up I was pigging out on sweet corn and pepsi....or pipse as the local vendor pronounce it. Early into the evening body pains assailed me....no specific area...the pain was numbing. I was rushed into the hospital by my husbands bestfriend. Doctors was asking him lotsa questions...first was if he was my husband....terrified...the idiot answered that he was just a concerned citizen. I remembered people wearing green masks and green robes. Stupidly mumbling to my mom that I know that the Ninja Turtles are only four and asking why I am seeing double. My mom laughed and said all of em were just... Thu, 24 Mar 2005 18:03:02 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Dana/8/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Dana/8/ Its Sunday morning, one more night and my eldest will be receiving honors for being one of the most intelligent in her class. I don't wanna brag but I think it has something to do with genes.....and its all mine.....lolzzz.  It would not be by chance mind you because my 2nd daughter is being recognized the next day for the same reason.  My kids are over-achievers they know that learning is fun and that they will go far if they persevere right now. Am so proud of my kids right now....am actually bursting. I do know that this is not my achievement...am just basking in my kids glory....not wallowing in it unlike some mothers do.  Crazy thing about this is that we never pressured them to be honor students. I was just like any working mother trying to make sure that her kids assignments are done in time and is done correctly. Weird too is the way they celebrate and rejoice everytime an exam week is nearing. Where did these kids come from??? I got terrified whenever there is a... Sun, 20 Mar 2005 04:15:04 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Recognition/7/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Recognition/7/ I hated being sick! Last night instead of being at work, I lay curled up in a fetus position trying to connect back to earth. My head is pounding. The feeling of having a handful of needles stuck in my temples is driving me insane. I have used up every medicine that you can think of. Inhaled Vicks Vaporub, rubbed it on my temples...relief for exacty 1 minute and 20 seconds. Grabbed the chinese version, the white liquid that feels like fire on your skin...did not help at all. Even gulped down a maximum of 3 tablets of 500 mg ibuprofen...only thing it did is make me shake like a leaf and vomit like a drunken vixen.  Again, I hate being sick. Can't even enjoy a good cup of coffee or a cigarette......might aggravate the condition. My condition has worsened because of the bright lights on this freaking monitor...no matter how i adjust it, it still makes the pounding worst....its a hellish nightmare. Wish I could just up and quit from my job. Gotta buy those lottery tickets... Sat, 19 Mar 2005 18:57:44 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Sick/6/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Sick/6/ I wanted to post this down yesterday but the whole article went  kapuuut  when the screen timed out on me...what's with that?? So with that in thought what I am going to write down now is a concised version of what I wanted to vent out yesterday. 2 days ago the vicious cycle of searching for another pair of househelp to assist me with the kids assailed me again. Called the in-laws verified account number to send money to, sent out needed amount and waited for results. Good thing that a previous yaya who took care of my youngest wanted to come back and work for me again...w/o her I would've lost the quest and picked one out from agencies that I swore I would not do..ever!!! Now that it is summer, I could live with just one helping me out. The kids are nearing recognition day...it's vacation time and they are off to manila. My family is there so Jobel our current yaya will not have a hard time taking care of the 3 kids. The next problem is to find a compatible one to... Thu, 17 Mar 2005 18:05:49 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Fed-Up/5/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Fed-Up/5/ Just got paid for 15 days of work.....not fairly an enough amount of compensation for several ailments that I have recently been going through.  Since I have started working for this call center, my ears acquired a constant buzzing sound that aggravates my migraines. Weirdly enough my stress level hikes up whenever I am in my station, attending to calls that seem to be endless.  Add to that the feeling is the extreme effort to schedule the so called "call of nature".  I find myself cooped up in the ladies room just trying to wait it out....but again that is too much information....lolzzz In my head I calculated the approximate amount that I need to have just to reach the next payday.  P2,000 for one of our 'yaya's' salary (my husband and I split the cost nowadays, he pays for the other 'yaya's' salary),  groceries in the max amount of P1,500, a debt that I owe a certain helpful skinny bald-headed guy P500, 10 kilos of rice for P250 and P1,000/week for food for two... Tue, 15 Mar 2005 20:44:21 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Payday/4/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Payday/4/ Now you must be wondering why I have two titles up on this article......not really sure but it beats flipping a coin and choosing one that best describes my ineffectual bid at thriftiness... Last night at exactly 8:15pm...i burrowed through the usual mess I had on my tiny purse....last months payslip..the previous months cable bill...my usual grocery bills stacked in an ungainly fashion looking for some hidden (how i wish) money.  No paper bills surfaced....not even a lowly 20 peso bill showed up.....Darn it....now i have to live with a few measly coins that i dredged up from the cookie jar and from my medicine cabinet.  Hah!!!  Lotsa good it'll do me. Good thing payday is early this morning.  Pathetic as it seems...I actually had to trade in a few dollars just to make sure that I make it till my next payday. Its just that everything that might happen disastrously did.  My head is pounding right now on how to make ends meet. My househelp just hooked up a 110 volt 27"... Tue, 15 Mar 2005 00:13:05 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Pocketful-of-Coins-Urge-to-Splurge/3/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Pocketful-of-Coins-Urge-to-Splurge/3/ I sit here surrounded with people....deafening voices that seem to permeate the thickness of the suffocating air can be heard three rows back.  My throat is killing me and to cinch it all i am hungry.   I work the graveyard shift...trying to make sure that peoples dsl problems gets solved as soon as possible through the phone...not a pretty way to earn money. Imagine the number of irate customers that would call in complaining about their connectivity. ( Sigh!! ) Have you watched GATTACCA?? The movie where they splice your dna and reconstruct everything so that your offspring would be engineered even before being conceived??...producing voila!!!...perfect human specimens.  Not only does it have something to do with wanting perfection, it also has a lot to do with needing and obsessing with conformity. If you look at it..Being different does sometime scare a lot of people...even the intelligent ones. I dont easily get upset... Fri, 11 Mar 2005 22:18:03 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/The-Cubicle/2/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/The-Cubicle/2/ There are certain things in life that seems to be so incomprehensible......Life is a journey that sometimes encompasses not only a gamut of emotions but also a reason to go on and find the real meaning of BEING.....the only certain thing there is uncertainty itself. Typical of a 29 year old woman still searching for answers....I seek something that is unknown even to myself...such  questions bears no answers though.  Typical......( sigh ).  Is it the thought of turning 30? Feeling that the years have crept up on me and grabbed my youth has really dampened my day today....( am not a good sight for sore eyes anymore...more like a sore on the eye ). As of this moment I bear testimony to all hardships that women my age goes through....just turning thirty with the world's burden seemingly on my shoulders.  I have three gorgeous kids that seem to look up to me....for what I really don't know. They are my world right now....I am lost.  I have buried myself in three different... Fri, 11 Mar 2005 00:02:32 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Madness/1/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/Rouena/Madness/1/