Here we go…

So i found this site that teaches how to play Pachelbel’s Kanon, a really famous wedding theme. Not that I wanna get married, but I really like the melody of this composition, so I have been wanting to play this in piano or in violin for a long time.

Lately, I’m still working on the baseline. I’m practicing to play it faster and smoother. Because if I don’t, I won’t be able to get to the next level…Hehe. And what do you expect from someone like me who didn’t take any piano lessons in the past? I’m just really thankful that my violin teacher taught me how to read notes. And even though I haven’t accomplished much, it just makes me feel good hearing the tune over and over again with ME doing it…:-) And to my violin teacher, I’m still interested in learning to play the violin. If not now, I would still definitely be making time for it in the near future. It’s a very wonderful musical instrument and I still have great ambitions for that. Hehe!

So if you’re Adam Reyes, which by the way was my schoolmate in gradeschool and college, or just someone who knows how to play Kanon, I would really appreciate you giving me some tips…;-) Hehe. That was a half-meant joke, but if you want to take it seriously, I would be happy to receive a message from you.:-)

Good day everyone!!!

Why is it that whenever I go to Walmart, I always see shirts and other garments lying on the floor. Yeah I know some columns are really full so it’s really hard to return them because you have to push everything back after finding your size way behind the line, but come on…How about the other shoppers? What if one of those shirts lying around the floor is the only size or style available for a shopper and it’s already dirty…and don’t tell me that the solution is to bring them to the cleaners…Don’t we like it when we buy something from the store in good quality? Isn’t that the primary reason for having consumer rights?

We cannot expect the Walmart employees hired to return everything back to the shelves to be there all the time. It should also be considerd that a consumer has to protect the rights of another consumer. In other words, respect others.

But don’t get me wrong, I am not speaking against Walmart. I’m just sharing my experiences to let other people know that such practice is not right, at least for me.

Maybe because I was used to coming in a store with sales ladies who assist the customers. They will ask for your size and they will find it for you. Then after fitting the clothes, the sales lady will either fold them and place them in the bag if you buy them or if you decide not to get them, they properly fold the garments or put them on hangers before returning them to the shelves.

So even if there is no saleslady around, I got used to returning everything the way I found them. When I look at a shirt, I either fold it or use a hanger before returning it.

Well, I may sound a little O.C. but even when there’s a sales lady or not, I find no difficulty in properly returning a shirt that you don’t intend to buy back to its proper place. After all, it would still be someone’s shirt in the future.

I just noticed…

Yesterday, my mom and I took the metro bus. Right before our stop, a hispanic woman got inside carrying a months old baby while dragging a baby cart and along with her came two more kids, perhaps a 10-year old boy and a 6-year old lass, who probably are siblings and the woman, I assume, is their mother.

The bus was full, even before they got in. My mom and I were sitting at a two-passenger seat parallel to that of the driver’s, and in front of the long bench perpendicular to us. A twenty something caucasian woman sitting in front of us, who looked wasted by her career and, is by the way, wearing thick black socks only–i don’t know if it’s her fashion statement, stood up and picked up a big plastic bag full of textile materials, her portfolio case, and a box with a size of two standard shoe boxes, after putting on her half-opened camouflage-designed sling back (yeah, we also felt a little discomfort from her situation, if only I could help her, kinda reminded me of how I was during my org applications ) to offer the woman her seat since she’ll be getting off at the next stop.

The mother took the seat but the two kids were not seated yet, so the boy went a little to the back of the bus where a seat was available and the girl was standing still. The baby was crying seeing her brother disappear from a claustrophobic crowd of standing people. My mom told them that they could have our seat since we’ll be getting off at the next stop…And the folded cart kept opening, hitting other people, which the woman can’t control so I kept raising it (it was a bit funny if you think about it..:-) )…Well who could if you’re carrying a baby and your daughter’s standing next to you in a crowded bus.

When we got off, my mom told me that things are like that here. Most people bring their kids everywhere they go, everytime they leave the house, and many could not afford sending their kids to daycare centers or hiring a nanny to do the job. Only the wealthy have such privilege. Well, maybe you already know these things.

This made me think of how it is different in the Philippines. I, myself, have been raised with a nanny all my life. My nanny is not married (yet, hehe) and does not have kids. So I am like her only child too, considering that I am already the only child of my biological parents. Even before I was born, my nanny and my mom were already friends. By the time I reached gradeschool, my mom decided to become a housewife so I had two women taking care of me when I was growing up. But we are not rich. Our family belongs to the average Filipino family. And such blessing happens in many households in the Philippines. Many Filipinos have housekeepers at their homes, and the economic status is not a measure of having one. Parents could go to work assured that their kids are safe at home and are being taken cared of.

But in other countries, I guess it has become a type of status symbol. Because in reality, not all people has the similar utmost concern for their neighbors, unlike in the Philippines. Whether, housekeepers and nannies are getting paid or not, it is something that the Filipinos should be thankful for especially in times when we feel like we are the unluckiest nation in the world…

And oh, I love my nanny very much…:-)

June 14: A tsunami alert has been broadcasted. It said that from 8:30pm to 8:45pm, a tsunami was approaching near the Los Angeles County. After that, news flash has reported an earthquake at around 7.1 magnitude that occurred in some parts of the area.

I am thankful we didn’t feel any. I commend such alerts overriding the primetime programs in television. Though such gave us a little anxiety, it is still better than being caught unarmed by an unforeseen danger.

I hope anyone who’s reading this is in good condition, in a safe place, and feels the love around him/her.

Good night and God bless!

Alright, this is my second attempt to post my thoughts on-line. My first try went well at first but after previewing it and clicking the return button to finally post what I did, everything was GONE!!! I was devastated. I have put all my emotions at that time into writing, everything was genuinely and spontaneously written. Well, for the Friendster moderator, don’t worry, it did not happen here. And this post is not about my complaints on having such a unlucky experience…I know you’re saying right now, I should have made a draft first on notepad. I guess I’ve learned my lesson. But you know what? I’m actually writing this one on-line. I don’t know why, maybe it’s the page or there’s just something being on-line that makes me more spontaneous in typing down my thoughts.

Anyway, what I really want to say is that I’m not really used to putting my thoughts into words. I did not even enjoy having a diary when I was a kid. All my journals then were written by force and such acts were motivated by academic pressure…if you know what I mean.

So why am I writing one now? Is it because almost everyone I know is doing it? Is it because if I wouldn’t subscribe to Friendster Blog I wouldn’t be able to post pictures on the Photo Album? Is it because "blog" has been named "Word of the Year" by a popular magazine? Or is it because on-line journal has been the topic of many highly recognized and award-winning theses and dissertations? Or is it because I’m just curious, wondering if such practice would stick in my system, if I would enjoy writing blogs better than having a diary? If this would improve my reflection of self and of others? Does this have even greater purposes than what I am aware of?

Whether everything in the list applies to my real reason of starting one or it’s just the curiosity that led me to write longer than what I planned for this post, I am still about to discover how blogging has affected many people, from my own perspective…

If you have comments or certain sentiments to share, feel free to do so. Inform me about what you think and join me in this experience.