AYON KAY GARY GRANADA… at sa namayapang atenista

Posted on October 12, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

 

 

mabuti pa sila…

 

Mabuti pa ang mga surot

Laging mayrong masisiksikan
Mabuti pa ang bubble gum

Laging mayrong didikitan
Mabuti pa ang salamin

Laging mayrong tumitingin
Di tulad kong

Laging walang pumapansin

 

Mabuti pa ang mga lapis

Sinusulatan ang papel
At mas mapalad ang kamatis

Maya’t maya napipisil
Napakaswerte ng bayong

Hawak ng aleng maganda
Di tulad kong lagi na lang nag-iisa

 

Ano ba’ng wala ako na mayron sila
Di man lang makaisa

Habang iba’y dala-dalwa
Pigilan n’yo akong magpatiwakal
Mabuti pa ang galunggong

Nasasabihan ng ‘mahal’

 

Kahit ang suka ay may toyo

At ang asin may paminta
Mabuti pa ang lumang dyaryo

At yakap-yakap ang isda
Mabuti pa sila, mabuti pa sila
Di tulad kong lagi na lang nag-iisa

 

Mabuti pa ang simpleng tissue

At laging nahahalikan
Mabuti pa ang dating bisyo

Umaasang babalikan
Mabuti pa sila, mabuti pa sila
Di tulad kong umuuwing nag-iisa

 

Interlude

 

Pigilan n’yo akong magpatiwakal
Bakit si Gabby Concepcion

Lagi na lang kinakasal

 

Mabuti pa ang mga isnatser

Palaging may naghahabol
Ang aking luma na computer

Mayron pa ring compatible
Mabuti pa sila, mabuti pa sila
Di tulad kong hanggang ngayon nag-iisa

click this to listen to the song mabuti pa sila by gary granada

sa dalawang gabi…

Posted on September 18, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

 

nung nakilala kita, di man lang sumagi sa isip ko na aabot sa ganito ang lahat. nuon, ikaw ay pampalipas oras lamang. kasama ko kung ako’y nag-iisa. kapiling kapag malamig ang gabi. tagapag pamanhid ng utak na pagod. tagapag paaliw sa pusong malungkot.

masaya kang kasama. nailalabas ko kung ano talaga ako. nararamdaman kong kaya kong gawin ang lahat pag magkasama tayo. napapatawa mo ako. napapa ngiti ng maganda. napapa kagat labi.

unti unti, nagiging bahagi ka na ng araw-araw ko. unti unti, hindi ko na kayang wala ka sa tabi ko. hanggang sa dumating sa panahong ikaw na lamang ang tangi kong inaasahan. naibigay ko ang lahat sayo. nai depende ko ang lahat ng kakayanan ko sa iyo.

maraming nangyari nung tayo’s magkasama. may masaya. may malungkot. may masarap. may mapait. may napakalungkot.

biglaan, napag pasyahan kong iwanan ka.  iniwanan kita. malalim ang dahilan. marami ang dahilan. pero kung iisipin, simple lang naman eh. kailangan kong iwanan ka dahil ikaw na ang kumu kontrol sa buhay ko. ikaw na ang naging rason ng buhay ko.

umalis ako. malungkot, ngunit magaan ang pakiramdam. sinubukan kong maghanap ng kapalit mo. pero nawalan ako ng gana. sinubukan mo akong hanapin at lapitan muli. pero nagmatigas ako. iniwanan na kita. at ayaw ko nang bumalik pa.

pero bakit nga ba ang panahon ganun? bakit mapaglaro ang tadhana? kahit anong pilit mong tuntunin ang direksyon na nais mo, para bang may tadhana talagang para sa iyo? kahit anong iwas mo, kung para sayo, para sayo.

pinili kong limutin ka. pero di ko inaasahang pipiliin kong balikan ka. sabi ko, isang beses lang. nais ko lang madamang muli ang init mo, isang beses lang, kahit masakit.

isang beses. na nadagdagan pa ng isa pang beses. masarap. masaya. mainit. malamig. napangiti ako uli. napatawa. ngunit di ko akalaing mapapaluha mo ako.

pag gising ko isang umaga pagkatapos nating magsama uli, nagising akong masakit ang puso ko. hindi lang yun, masakit ang ulo ko. hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko sa sarili ko. hindi ko ma kontrol ang mga desisyon ko.

duon ko napag isip isip na hindi tama. oo masarap na balikan ka. pero hindi tama. hindi na ako sanay. hindi ko na kaya.

hindi naging mahirap magdesisyon na muli kang iwanan. at ngayon ay alam kong mukhang mahirap na balikan ka pagdating ng panahon. alam kong may mga pagkakataon na hahanapin ko ang init mo. hahanapin ko ang ligayang dulot mo.

pero hindi na. tama na yung dalawang beses.

ngayon, magpapaalam akong muli sayo.

paalam, ALAK. paalam.

siya…

Posted on September 17, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

para sayo to…

ikaw na mapangahas na makialam sa buhay ng ibang tao…

ikaw na walang pakialam sa mundo…

ikaw na hindi maingat sa pakikitungo mo sa kapwa…

ikaw na madalas magpaluha…

ikaw na lumimot sa mga pangako…

ikaw na umiiwas sa responsibilidad mo…

ikaw na hindi naging totoong kaibigan…

ikaw na hindi marunong tumupad sa usapan…

ikaw na sinungaling sa sarili mo…

ikaw na nag-iisip ng  masama laban sa ibang tao…

ikaw na makasarili…

ikaw na nagmamagaling…

ikaw na mapang-api sa mga hindi mo kauri…

ikaw na napakataas ang tingin sa sarili…

ikaw na mapagkunwaring maayos at mabait…

ikaw na sa kapwa ay mapanglait…

ikaw…

at ako…

may pagkakaiba… at may pagkakapareho…

pinili mo man yan, o pinilit sayo…

aminin mo man, o iyong itago…

alam mong alam ko… at alam kong alam mo…

na ikaw, o ako…

AY BASURA.

punasan man, linisan man, magmalinis man

basura…

just stand up…

Posted on by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

 

 

i stumbled, fell hard…

but i did not lose my feet

my flight was interrupted

but i did not lose my wings

so who said i can not get back up

so what will stop me from soaring

who will stop me from flying

again?

challenges..hurdles…

these are but stones in my wall

that will make me stronger

and colorful feathers that will enhance my plumage

so that when i soar again…

i can reach the stars.

today…

Posted on September 16, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

today i woke up feeling better, excited about the first training day of my third batch of kids. last night, i was in the company of a good friend, who made my night easier to deal with. talking about whatnots and whatifs greatly eased whatever confusion i was feeling yesterday.

so, i am starting my day with a bit of a smile, and a bit more inspiration to proceed with my plans.

i know i am a strong woman, no doubt about it, and no amount of disappointment will distract me from my goals.

as the saying goes, DISAPPOINTMENT IS INEVITABLE. MISERY IS OPTIONAL…..

it is time… and it’s just a matter of time…

Posted on September 15, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

 

 

it takes a long while for some people to truly reach the point in their lives when they can say that ” i have truly learned how to let go”.

as humans, we hold on to what we hold dear. it could be something of high material value. or something we have always had. a bad habit we can’t live without. a thing given to us by someone important. an idealism that we believe in. a person we love.

we hold on to these things. we hold on for dear life. why?

because it is hard to let go. because letting go means to separate yourself from that which is important to you. we can not let go of something that gives meaning to our lives. we can not let go of something that brings you joy. we can not let go of something that gives us peace and happiness.

why would you let go of something that is a part of you? a part of who you are?

why would you let go when it means utter and indescribable pain? when it means that you would never be together again?

i want to hold on. keep holding on.

after all, i am in control of how should i feel about someone and who should i feel it for. after all, if i choose to hold on, nobody would know, except me.

i can never let go. how could i let go, when i have been touched deeply down to my core?

i’ll just hold on. hold on to this carefully. after all, it is only a matter of time. whether this could go on forever or not. whether this will have positive results or not. whether i will be happy or not.

it is just time. now it is time… to wait for the time…

after all…

Posted on September 13, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

Well, here we are again;
I guess it must be fate.
Weve tried it on our own,
But deep inside weve known
Wed be back to set things straight.
I still remember when
Your kiss was so brand new.
Every memory repeats,
Every step I take retreats,
Every journey always brings me back to you.

After all the stops and starts,
We keep coming back to these two hearts,
Two angels whove been rescued from the fall.
After all that weve been through,
It all comes down to me and you.
I guess its meant to be,
Forever you and me, after all.

When love is truly right
(this time its truly right.)
It lives from year to year.
It changes as it goes,
Oh, and on the way it grows,
But it never disappears,

Always just beyond my touch,
You know I needed you so much.
After all, what else is livin for?

THESE ARE THE WORDS FROM PETER CETERA’S SONG, AFTER ALL. TAGOS SA PUSO, NAKAKABALIW.

BAKIT NGA BA PAG NAGMAMAHAL KA, PATI MGA KANTA PINAPAKIALAMAN MO? FEELING MO NAKAKAPAG RELATE KA SA BAWAT KANTANG BUMABANGGIT NG KATAGANG “LOVE” AT “MAHAL”? PAKIRAMDAM MO, GINAWA ANG MGA KANTANG YUN PARA SAYO, AT PARA SA INYO NG TAONG MINAMAHAL MO.

KATULAD NG MGA KANTANG TO: GLORY OF LOVE. WHY DO WE ALWAYS HURT THE ONES WE LOVE. THE PAST. i can’t fight this feeling anymore.NOTHING’S GONNA CHANGE MY LOVE FOR YOU…

MGA KANTANG MADUDUGO. MGA AWITIN NG PUSO….. ANO KAYANG PROBLEMA KO AT ITO ANG MGA PINAKIKINGGAN KO NGAYON???

Posted on September 8, 2009 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

sabi ng iba, mahirap daw mag hintay sa wala. at mahirap umasa sa bula. naniniwala ako. mukhang totoo naman eh. gaano nga ba kahalaga yung hinihintay natin para umasa tayo? kailangan bang maniguro talaga tayo para umasa tayo sa inaasahan nating dadating?

di nga siguro talaga ako magaling mag pilipino, pag binabasa ko ang sentence ko sa taas naguguluhan ako eh.

anyway, nung isang araw, nalaman kong ang inaasahan kong bukas ay naging kahapon na pala. ganun pala ang pakiramdam, masakit. at ganun pala ang pakiramdam ng masakit. medyo matagal ko na kasing di nararamdaman yun eh. well, understatement yun. matagal na akong walang nararamdaman.

dati, nakasubsob ako sa alak. kaya lagi akong manhid. nung itinigil ko yun, isinubsob ko ang sarili ko sa pag-aayos ng buhay ko. medyo challenging yun, kaya walang naging lugar sa damdamin nung period na to. pagkatapos kong maayos ang sarili ko, isinubsob ko naman ang sarili ko sa trabaho. dahil nga ayokong makaramdam. ayokong maramdaman na nag iisa ako. ayokong maramdaman na malungkot ang may dinadala kapag nag iisa ka. ayokong maramdaman na malungkot ako, period.

kay isinubsob ko ang sarili ko sa kung ano ang pwede kong masubsoban. funny pala pag inulit ulit mo ang word. :))

pero, nung nakasubsob ako, blangko ako. ala akong maramdaman. di ako nalulungkot. di ako sumasaya ng todo. tama lang. robot lang. well, tamang robot lang.

tapos natapos yung episode na yun, so nag hanap ako ng ibang mapag su subsuban ko ng sarili ko.

nakahanap naman. bagong business. bagong passion. bagong responsibilidad. masaya naman. pero syempre, dahil nga nakasubsob uli ako,  ala pa rin akong maramdaman.

kinausap ko ang isip ko. sabi ko, ‘ang lungkot naman nitong wala kang maramdaman. parang papel ka lang na lumulutang sa hangin. walang nakasulat, walang pupuntahan.’

sabi ng puso ko, ‘oo nga, medyo nakaka imbyerna na yung wala kang maramdaman. pero, sa totoo lang, meron naman eh. pinipigilan mo lang. tinatago mo lang. kasi akala mo sa sarili mo, matigas ka. gusto mong patunayan sa sarili mo,  na kaya mong ma control ang emotions mo. ina undermine mo lagi ako. ayaw mo kong palayain dahil takot kang mawala sa hawak mo ang mga sitwasyon.’

sinagot ng isip ko si puso, ‘ ikaw naman. para namang di mo alam, na pag hinayaan kong may maramdaman ako, wala na. giba na ang pader. di ko ma c control, masasaktan at masasaktan ka. pag nasaktan ka, apektado ako. baka malunod na naman ako sa alak, walangya ka. mabuti yung ganito, blangko lang. steady lang. safe tayo pareho.’

di mapigilan ng puso kong sagutin ang utak ko, ‘ alam kong ayaw mo nang masaktan. pero sa kakaiwas mo sa sakit, di ka rin sumasaya. asan na yung ideolohiya mo dati na kelangan mag risk para masabi mong talagang buhay ka? asan na si gary nelle na di takot tumalon galing sa barko? na di takot umakyat sa bundok mag isa? na di takot pumatay at mamatay?’

sabi ni isip kay puso ko, ‘alam mo may punto ka. pero parang ang layo na nung gary nelle na yun. halos sampung taon at 30 kilos ang layo nun sa gary nelle ngayon.’

sagot ni puso, ‘alam mo, kelangan mong ibalik yung dati. yung di ka takot masaktan, para lang sumaya ka. ganun naman talaga eh, may sakit sa likod ng saya. siamese twins yan sila eh. pero ok lang yan. ang importante, maramdaman natin uli na masaya tayo. sige na, subukan mo lang uli. alam mo naman kung ano yung gusto mo at kung ano makakapag pasaya sayo. alam mo kung sino sa kanilang lahat ang makakapagpasaya sayo.’

sa inis, sumagot ang isip ko kay puso nana, ‘ oo na, tama ka na. sige, susubukan ko uling maging tao, manahimik ka lang. susubukan ko uling hanapin yung taong sinubukan kong may maramdaman dati, pero pinigil ko lang kasi ayokong masaktan. tingnan natin kung available pa sya. hehehe. pero kung hindi na, tumigil na tayo. wala namang magugustuhan ang utak na to at wala ring magkakagusto sa puso na to. last na lang to ha?”

nag consensus ang puso at utak ko. walang nagawa ang the rest of my fat body.

sinubukan ko nga. nahanap ko sya.  nung nahanap ko, may naramdaman ako. kasi nga naman, wala nang pumipigil kay puso. ayun, nakaramdam ako uli. nakibalita ako kunwari. nagtanong. nangumusta.

basura. sana nga di na lang ako nagtanong. nalungkot ako sa mga nabalitaan ko. nung una ok lang. sumaya ako, dahil may naramdaman ako. yehey!!! tao na ako ulit. sa loob ng isang araw nagawan ko ng magandang plano ang mga hakbang na gagawin ko.

sabi ko, eto na to. pagkakataon ko na tong sumaya. sumaya ng matagal. kapiling ng taong alam ko mahal na mahal ako. baka lang, sana lang, pwede kaming maging masaya pareho, sa piling ng isa’t isa(at kalahati).

i took a risk, ika nga. nahanap ko, so kinausap ko. nagbakasakali ako. binaba ko lahat ng pader na itinayo ko palibot sa puso ko. ibinaba ko para mailabas ko ang kung ano man ang nararamdaman ko. binuksan ko ang sarili ko para todong todo ang maramdaman ko, kung ano man yun. at umasa ako na sana tama ang desisyon ko.

bukas na bukas. vulnerable na vulnerable. sa unang pagkakataon sa loob ng maraming taon, inamin kong tao ako. na may nararamdaman. na marunong umasa sa isang bagay na hindi konkreto, at walang kasiguruhan. binukasan ko ang sarili ko na hindi ako gumamit ng pivot table para ma i graph ko ang mga posibilidad. inamin ko at tinanggap na tao lang ako na pwedeng umamin sa taong mahal ko na mahal ko sya. ng buong puso.

sumabog ang bomba.

dumanak ang dugo at tumulo ang luha. gumuho ang pader at bumagsak ang langit.

yan ang nangyari nung naging tao si gary nelle maxine sa loob ng tatlong araw.

putang ina! sana hindi na lang ako nangarap maging tao uli. sana hindi ako nainggit sa kanilang mga may nararamdaman. sana, hindi ko na lang naisipan. sana hindi na lang ako nakipag usap sa puso ko. sa puso kong madaya.

ngayon tuloy, kelangan kong punasan ang nilalakaran ko, dahil dumadaloy ang dugo. sobrang sakit pala. ganito pala yung masakit. ganito pala masaktan. parang bi ni blade ang puso mo paunti unti. tapos pinapatuluan ng kalamansi. nung namanhid ng konti, ini slice ulit. tapos binudburan ng iodized salt. sakit. :(( buti sana kung si puso lang. eh apektado syempre si utak. pero hindi masyado, kasi mabuti na lang si utak malakas. apektado pero naka pag function pa rin. nagawa pa rin ang mga dapat gawin. nakapag desisyon pa rin ng tama.

pero si puso, ayun, isang tumbling na lang, nasa morgue na sya. pumupiga ng mga salita para ilabas ang mga hinaing. tumutulo ang luha sa keyboard.

karma, ikaw ba yan?

putang ina mo kang karma ka. putang ina mo kang puso ka ang tigas kasi ng left ventricle mo. sabi ko na nga bang masasaktan ka di ka nakinig!@!!!!

eh di magdusa ka!!!

remember…

Posted on by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

 

 

i need to remember who i was… but i won’t

because who i was did not love you the way i do now

changes in my life changed my heart

to a heart that now knows what it needs

and whom it was made for

and why it was revived so it could beat again…

my mind says please remember

that when your heart beats it beats with pain

but my heart beats my mind into silence.

i need to remember who i was and i will

so that i would be reminded that your heart

loved who i was…

who i was will always remember

that who i am now is begging the gods

to let your heart beat again for who i was, who i am now, and who i will be…

unadulterated happiness from effecting change…

Posted on by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

at one point of one’s existence, a person realizes that there are more important things in life than : sex, bingeing on food, getting wasted, incessant and senseless partying, fucking around, getting into and out of relationships like a dick in a vadge, and aimlessly milling about the world like a goddamned zombie.

yes, there are more important things in life than just being plain useless to the world.

i had a wonderful job, 5 weeks ago. i had a normal life.  i would go to the office, work and sometimes pretend to work, for 16 (and if high on coffee and nicotine, sometimes 18) hours straight. i go home alone to a pad where i will fall dead asleep for 4 hours, then begin my day again as a Quality Diva! :)
i had a normal routine.

then one day, an interesting experience happened, which brought back who i was 6 years ago, before i became a call center whore. 180 degrees back to my mentality when i was working for THE security group.

i realized, after that one night, that though i am somehow fat, and damaged, and weird, and quirky, and stupendously different, i can be someone other than what i have made myself to be for the past 6 years. and i realized that i should stop wasting my life in pursuit of fake happiness.

it took me three, yes only 3,  hours to conceptualize my new endeavor, so to speak. 3 hours of arabica, nicotine, olive oil with balsamic vinegar, and foccacia. oh, and raw hungarian sausages, too.

the idea was to impart to people the ‘considerable’ knowledge i have about english, sales, and call center. to say that i wanted to share it sounded altruistic, but yes, that was the thought. i said ” hmm… wouldn’t it be nice to create my own religion of call center agents?” :))

a plan to nurture my being pedantic? no, certainly not.

in reality, i have the strong urge to see development in most of the things i do. that is why i became a Quality Diva to begin with. I like coaching, i like helping people learn more, and see them grow into someone who is better in one aspect of their lives. like a seed, i plant a bit of knowledge, a bit of idea on how to enhance the skill, then carefully tend to it with positivity and consideration, tilling the soil by patiently teaching and coaching, watering them regularly by pushing them to pursue excellence.

slowly, surely, you see it grow into a plant catching the rays of the sun. your heart beats faster as you watch it develop branches. then you feel joy at the sight of its green leaves. Then you see the buds open up as flowers, and you feel ecstasy.

i did not imagine that this is what one feels when they teach, train and coach other people. not until i opened ZUN TRAINING GrOUND.

i started the GROUND wiht a measly  capital borrowed from a friend. i started contacting people, sending SMS to people in my phonebook.

‘ hi, this is maxine from zun training ground. we are looking for individuals who want to work for a call center. we will train you for 2 weeks, after which we will help you land a job.”

no one believed me. i received one response. it was pathetic. my phone book has 300 entries! it was challenging.

but i focused on one goal. to get zun training ground off the runway,  i should start with 5 people first, train them and give them jobs. i thought about my Dad just when i was ready to give up. having a radio program in the province of iloilo might help, i thought. so i talked to my Dad about it. and ever supportive, albeit hesitant, he gave it a go and gave me air minutes to invite people.

i worked hard, very hard to convince people about the purity of my motives, and my credibility to be able to deliver. gifted with strong convincing faculties, i was confident i would get positive responses. but no, more people doubted me than those who believed me. because my training had fees.

which is a point of contention for me. even public schools do not teach for free, dammit! i was offering a learning opportunity so that people can have jobs. but along with this altruistic motives, there are expenses to shoulder. di ba? di ba??? ++sigh++

i realized then that our world is full of mistrust, deception and ‘hidden charges’ that people just won’t believe good intentions anymore. not until they see proof.

this spurred me to go to iloilo instead and invite and explain and convince the applicants personally. it was a risk that i had to take, additional expenses i have to shoulder.

but it was worth it.

my original target was five. i had 7 confirms. i know, it was just 2 bodies away from my goal, but hell, i was happy to get them.

everything went right. from the day we all first met, to the day we started training, everything unexpectedly went right. so i felt right about everything.

the training went well. we had games, we taught them the nuances of the english language, grammar, enunciation whathaveyou’s. most importantly, i taught them the interview fundamentals, trained them on the frequently asked interview and exam questions and how to answer them.

we all felt fine and merry, enjoying the training because it felt like camping/retreat/pinoy big brother. (we all lived in one building, the trainees occupying my previously mentioned pad, i stayed at the center).

we were all merry, as i said.

not until the first application at amberbase in eastwood. only one of my ‘kids’ passed the exam and the interview. and i saw the dire disappointment on their faces.

it was difficult.

i suddenly realized, here i am, standing outside the office, smiling. but 7 LIVES ARE DEPENDING ON ME. I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR SEVEN LIVES. these are people who haven’t been to manila before. never applied to any kind of job before. people who are 75% clueless about the call center industry. and I, yes I, i freed them into a forest full of wolves out to get their necks.

it dawned on me that the simple plan i had is turning out to be the most challenging task i had to face in my entire life. i could raise one child, who is my own, i do not have any issues with that. but these people are OTHER people, depending on me for a change in their lives. that was a BIG thought.

i smoked one ciggy, and took a deep breath of cancer, and steeled myself.  I CAN DO THIS. AND I WILL DO THIS WELL.

extensive coaching, positive motivation, constructive criticism. continuous morale boost and motivation, motivation, motivation. that was zun’s formula for the First batch.

i was close to my 2 week deadline. the stress level was high. i saw how hard my kids worked. i trained them overtime, incessantly.

i would have given up if i did not see any improvement. but i did.

i saw the improvement: they had more confidence in speaking in front of people, in answering badgering interview questions, their grammar slips were slowly falling off, their pronunciation and enunciation were getting better and better.

whenever i would ask a trainee one particularly challenging question and i would receive a perfectly structured and pronounced sentence, my heart sings. i feel pure joy. unadulterated pride.

then, every other day we would march to a call center and apply.

one by one, they passed the interviews, the exams, the final interviews. finally, all of my kids got hired. one by one i saw them go to work at night. one by one they would kiss me goodbye. one by one they would go home to me and report everything that happened to them.

the other day, i looked at our pictures; from when we left iloilo, on the plane, during applications, during training nights and days, all the fun we had. their pictures on their first work day.

i openly cried as i scroll down all our memories. 2 short weeks. but a lifetime of change, not only to them, but to me, most importantly.

180 degrees. into a mellowed down, humbler, more patient and considerate maxine.

who would have thought?

i looked at all our memories and i cried. i choked at the joy that i felt. for the first time, i felt UNADULTERATED PRIDE. i felt and was seized by pure happiness.

i helped change seven, people’s lives. but if you think about the domino effect of this, each of these trainees have families. there are several family members in one family. all of them will be affected, hopefully positively, by the changes i effected on my trainees lives. it is hard to put into words, but i feel awed and overwhelmed by all these.
:)
thus, i began my second batch of kids with more confidence, now armed with more experience and knowledge from the first batch.

there was only five of them, but what the hell.  today is their second week of training. last night, they graduated. 2 of them are working.  the other 3 needs a bit more training. but i know i can do it. and i know that they will have jobs before i begin my third batch. though i am alone, i can do it.

i have added 5 more to my previous 7 lives. now i have changed 12 lives. who will go on to change multitudes of lives. again, i am overwhelmed.

you know, happiness is addictive. it gives you a heady feeling.  now i know that. and now i know that at the moment, i will swim into this addiction head on. i gotta have more of this.

so what if this motivation is selfish?

through this motivation, i will be able to help more people. and those people will help more people as well.

isn’t that amazing??? :))

i will make my mark in this world positively.

as my principle from when i was young goes: we touch, and we are touched. hence, we must tread carefully in our lives, for we change the world with each breath we take.

i will end this article with a peek into my vision:

touch thousands of people’s lives positively by doing what i do best….

this way, when i face the gods in the future, i will be told, ‘ you did well, max’.

my kids:

jhonjie balisado now works for amberbase handling discover cards.

kim calampinay handles comcast for amberbase as well.

catherine chona may jauod just made her first sale the other night for directo unlimited. you should have seen her face when she told me about it. it was unforgettable. she hugged and thanked me with tears in her eyes.

marie francis granada is now also working for directo at eastwood.

joe lee aninacion was very excited when he was accepted at one global in ortigas.

homer panes will be working for etelecare libis.

so was metche ann tamon who is now on her 2nd day at one global, her 2nd call center.

from batch 2, leane de la cruz was hired on sept 4th by one global, and will also start selling later tonight.

maricar agon was offered 15,500 basic salary plus allowances and commission by amberbase just this morning.