Be the alalay, instead.

Some weeks ago, while I am in the elevator, a work colleague is asking a new employee how did she got accepted in the company. The new employee said that she just accompany her friend to her application. But while at it, she also decided to try her luck and apply.

Luckily, she passed and the friend did not.

We have heard of the same story from showbiz to businesses, to ordinary folks. That those who accompany somebody in an audition or application, or competition, normally ends up as the luckier lot. I don’t know if there is a scientific statistics on this but it seems interesting.

Well, the next time you want a job or something, try looking for a friend who also is applying. Then volunteer to accompany him/her. That’s how you do it.

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Singapore Sojourn: Day 7

This is my last day in Singapore. My flight back to Manila is 9am. So I have to be in Changi Airport by 7am. Wake up early and drag my sleepy friend to hire a cab for the airport.

The good thing about this city-state is that there is not much traffic on the road. I don’t know if they have traffic monitoring board or agency, because I don’t think they need that.

Their drivers don’t swerve. They don’t even honk their horns, making their streets somewhat quiet. This could be the reason why there’s not much vehicular accidents! People are well disciplined on the streets, and everyone follows the traffic rules. You see, when I ask my friend who is based there what are the write ups on their daily newspapers. She said it’s boring. I grab a newspaper and see for myself what Singaporeans read on a daily basis. You know what? Damn, it’s so boring. I mean, no killings, no violence, no politicking, no accidents, no freak news, no onli-in-Singapore kind! Their news are mostly good news feed by their government, unlike in the Philippines where murder, kidnapping, deaths, robbery becomes the daily staple.

Their airport is one of their proudest landmark. And it really is something to be proud of. Classy, convenient, luxurious, sprawling all rolled into one.

My one week vacation has been very memorable in so many levels. I got to see my friend who is based there. I got to see different cultures. I got to experience so many sights and sounds, and enjoy every one of them. I savor different kinds of food and smells. I got amazed by their way of life, and every thing that Singapore has.

Until next time. See you in my next journey!

Singapore Sojourn: Day 6

Day 6 of my Singapore trip is reserved for shopping and pasalubong hunting. This is the day where we can spent the whole day ogling at this super green city state, because I have to leave the city early morning of the following day.

We headed to Orchard Road to buy some stuff. I am so tired and sleepy that my eyes will fall off! Blame it on the overnight trip from Malaysia the night before. I haven’t had sleep in the bus.

But anyway, I have to go shop for some souvenirs. The prices of clothes there are the same or more expensive compared to Manila prices. I bought shirts for my brother, and father, and sister.

Pens, makeup kit, perfumes for my officemates. After the tiresome shopping, we went for an early dinner at Delifrance in a mall in Yoshun area. We have to eat a little early because one of our friend will fly back to Manila ahead of me. Her flight will be at 12mn. She has to be ushered to Changi Airport.

I did not join our friends going to the airport because I have to meet another friend and former officemate who is now based in Singapore. We met at McDonald’s for a late dessert after dinner and some chitchat. We talk about the happening in my currenty employer and what is the company up to. We also talk about her career and how many of our acquaintances who used to be with my former employer but is now in Singapore. You know, talking to her is like making you realize a lot of things such as opportunity loss. But I am happy for her.

After our brief meeting, she has to leave because her boyfriend is pestering her to go online. I went back to my friend’s apartment to pack my bag in time for my early morning flight the following day to Manila.

It is sad to know that the one week break is about to be finished.

More stories and anecdotes on my last day in Singapore.

Mafioso.

I was having a late breakfast last June 12, Independece Day, at McDonalds when I read the Inquirer’s headlines. It is about Ruby Rose Barrameda-Jimenez, and its body encapsulated inside a drum and thrown into the murky waters of Navotas. It chokes me. The manner of her death is beyond imagination, unspeakable.

It gives you a sense of pity to the bereaved family. Which leads to a debatable question: would you rather let the body went missing and never to be found, or see her in a manner whose death is brutal and smack of evil and heartless operandi?

I hope that this country will really stand up to its feet, and help the victims seeking justice.