The Problem with Leaders with Low Self-Esteem

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“The problem with people of low esteem is that they cast strong people as villains. The crab culture in which the Philippines works is, after all, a culture of low self-esteem that is not surprising considering how people have largely been pawns to greater interests from the Spanish, the Catholic Church, the Americans, the Japanese briefly, and forever by their overbearing, corrupt, me-first dynastic landlords, warlords and archaic autocrats devoid of any compassion toward people beyond their dining room tables.

“The problem with people of low self esteem is that they don’t see themselves very well. They are in a daily state of delusional denial. They think they are smart, and normal.

“So the President of the Philippines, who seems to me to be a degree beyond insecure and operating in a realm of applied vengeance, sees the US as a villain, laws as a villain, socio-economic health problems (drugs) as a villain, and any critic as a villain. Even if they make total sense and are of high character.”

Source: “Every Filipino for himself!!!”

Perhaps Georgeia deserves Courtney after all

Bachie has been my guilty pleasure lately, starting with the fourth season of Bachelor Australia, where previous Bachelorette AU contender Richie Strahan went on a (televised) quest to find The One, or at least a potential serious relationship, followed by this season’s Bachelorette, whereby Georgia Love of Tasmania goes on her own quest to finally meet someone she could have a serious relationship with.

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On Day 1, my top contenders were Cameron, a firefighter from WA; sales professional Jake; and Clancy after shaving off his beard. As the season progressed, it became apparent who the top contenders would be and who were there just for publicity, namely catalog models Sam and Rhys, and what’s becoming more apparent, “Industrial Designer” Courtney, who actually has dabbled in TV presenting. Continue reading “Perhaps Georgeia deserves Courtney after all”

The Cursed Child

 

Kindle Harry Potter and the Cursed ChildI finally got my hands on a Kindle copy of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, and just like all other titles in the series, this book is really difficult to put down even when it’s written in a different format, a stage play.

The story happens 19 years after the defeat of Voldemort. Harry is now working for the Ministry of Magic and raising three children. Meanwhile, his eldest son, Albus, has been accepted at Hogwarts, but finds himself getting sorted into an unexpected house and surprisingly befriends the last student people expect him to get along with: Scorpius, the son of Harry’s school nemesis, Draco Malfoy.  Continue reading “The Cursed Child”

HBF Run for a Reason, My First Race in Perth

HBF Run for a Reason 2016

I finally joined my first race in Perth last Sunday at the HBF Run for a Reason 2016. Like most running events everywhere else, this race/fun run supports various charities, and runners had the option to directly donate to specific groups of their liking or set up their own campaigns.

Since I have only been running on and off in the past 10 months and that I wasn’t familiar a, and it was starkly different to what it was between early 2014 up to the middle of 2015. While I was able to put in a few KMs of running prior to our wedding, it was still a shame because Perth offers a lot of opportunity for running, thanks to the miles of bike and foot paths around the suburbs and the many parks that dot the metro. So in order to stick to running, I decided to sign up for this year’s HBF event. It also happens that the race that the WA-based insurance company sponsors is the largest annual race in the state.  Continue reading “HBF Run for a Reason, My First Race in Perth”

Sayonara, Manila!

purple bagsNearly 12 months of communicating mostly online, patiently waiting for school holidays to come around, and traveling thousands of miles to be together for just a few days, this is what it comes down to.

While the last three weeks have been absolutely stressful, thanks to having to deal with red tape and braving Christmas traffic to get from one point of Metro Manila to another (hello, Pasay to Kyusi in a day!) to run after certifications and official documents, I still count myself absolutely lucky to have the chance to be with The One and to be given the opportunity to work in another country. Things fell into place just when I was about to give up and embrace life-long singledom (nothing wrong there, mind!) or accept the prospect of working in the same city until for the rest of my productive years. Continue reading “Sayonara, Manila!”

Best Holiday Ever! Things to Do in Kota Kinabalu

Kota Kinabalu Sunset
Kota Kinabalu sunset

Who knew that Kota Kinabalu would be one of the most special places I would ever visit? The week spent in the city famously referred to by locals and travelers alike as “KK” has been one of the most enjoyable in recent memory, thanks to the charm of the place itself, its people, and the company of someone who would eventually claim a special place in my heart (perhaps, my heart itself).

Thanks to the peak travel season in the Philippines in the summer, especially during and right after Easter/Holy Week, everything cost nearly twice as much, particularly airfare and hotel. And so on top of wanting to avoid crowds, this only encouraged us to consider other destinations in Southeast Asia.

Thus, upon recommendations on the Web and from friends alike, we decided on KK, a convenient, tourist-friendly, and very affordable destination. Kota Kinabalu is this little nook on the northwest coast of Sabah, Malaysia, facing the South China sea. Whilst it was one of the more popular gateways to Malaysia, Borneo or the rest of Southeast Asia, KK after Easter was not teeming with too many tourist. We were informed by locals that the city did host a considerable number of visitors a few weeks prior, so I guess the timing for our holiday was just right. Continue reading “Best Holiday Ever! Things to Do in Kota Kinabalu”

Tales of El Nido

IMG_0100I first visited El Nido three years ago upon the invitation of a friend whom I dated very briefly. I must have been living in a bubble all my life for I never knew how relationships with visitors worked. Since then, I treasured a hate/hate relationship with this destination popular amongst backpackers.

And so excited to visit a place that I only knew about from travel magazines, I booked tickets to the nearest major airport, not knowing full well about the harrowing land transfer between Puerto Princesa and this tiny town sitting on the edge of nowhere: six hours of commute on some of the roughest roads I knew. If you asked me now, I would pay anything to avoid spending a total of twelve hours that I could never get back on a backbreaking road trip.

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