tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57597867967834935742024-03-14T11:31:16.045+08:00Storiesmarloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.comBlogger848125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-84965985706280033752024-02-03T10:59:00.002+08:002024-02-03T10:59:53.252+08:00It Begins Now<p> I am now here in Batangas City. My hometown. My city. That never sleeps.</p><p>I have myself and my mother. She is 83 now. And I am turning 47 this year. Time flies so fast. Time the great healer and concealer.</p><p>I am in my age where social media sometimes does not bother me. I am free to post or not to post. I can control some of my emotions now. I can let go of those emotions which I cannot control. I am learning a lot.</p><p>Maybe this is just a beginning. Again. and again. </p><p>Bye and thank you. Till the next time.</p>marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-87492013701602260692020-06-28T09:55:00.001+08:002020-06-28T09:55:23.760+08:00New Normal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today is June 28, a Sunday and I am stuck here in Cubao. I have been here for almost a month because of the pandemic Covid 19. I am at the office at least two days to do my job there. And the rest of the week, I am here at home working remotely.<div>
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Going up the ladder! I hope I could do it!marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-80797929718257744602018-05-29T08:32:00.000+08:002018-05-29T08:32:38.143+08:00New Beginning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes I want to be alone..then go offline..<br />
In the beach..with no one..<br />
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just want to see the sea!marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-39547150379221308032018-03-27T15:12:00.000+08:002018-03-27T15:12:03.556+08:00New HeightsSometimes the best time to get high is when you are low? What am writing right now? I don't know. What I know is that I have a job now and I am still learning a lot and I am so very happy about it.<br />
Back to my blogging world!marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-58285484941273289602017-10-18T09:46:00.000+08:002017-10-18T09:46:00.099+08:00On A Lighter NoteYes I am still on a very long vacation. I am still not on luck to have such needed job. Maybe God is really working to be able for me to see what is really important for me. Maybe.<br />
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And I know God has the best plan for me. All I have to do is wait and do my job also.marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-25091005662397740402017-10-12T12:36:00.002+08:002017-10-12T12:36:54.624+08:00My Last Day in Dammam These photo were taken on my very last day in Dammam last year maybe September 21 or 22. Again thank you Dammam for taking care of me for almost three years. Thanks for all the memories. For all the tears, the laughter, the memories that will always linger on my spirit. Till we meet again!<br />
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Memories will never complete without the people and friends that give meaning to every single time that I have stayed in Saudi Arabia. Thank you for the memories, for the laughter, for the struggle that we have won and for all the wonderful memories that we have shared. They say that the world is round we will meet again somehow, someday, somewhere out there!marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-88223630573111099602017-10-12T12:05:00.000+08:002017-10-12T12:05:57.907+08:00Memorable Places<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I was in Saudi Arabia from 2013 up to 2016 and yes I have many photographs and these two are some examples. I made these two for the post because of some sentimental values. On the left is my humble office before and the right is the empty playground in the corniche.<br />
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I missed the busy day always with me in that tiny office. I missed the people that sometimes made me happy and sometimes sad only resided now in my memories. My managers who always had time with me as well others who needed my assistance. I missed that.<br />
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And that empty playground that somehow like my empty life - maybe not so empty but not fulfilled for some reasons I do not know why up to now. marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-12910945190720904102017-10-12T11:27:00.001+08:002017-10-12T11:27:21.342+08:00Life In Still Or In Motion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was near sunset. We were traveling on our bus on the way to Dammam. Everyday this was my scenery. Sometimes this memory haunted me and made me lonely. It made me sad that once in my life I had experienced living in the dessert. Though I want to return, luck was not on my side now. But I am not totally hopeless, I know I could work again somewhere else maybe there again.<br />
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What was I am thinking that time? in the bus looking for every sunset? maybe longing for the Philippines. or maybe just want to rest? But honestly I have missed those times. My friends, my colleagues, everyone on our plant.<br />
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Hope to see them somewhere, somehow, some time!marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-67262466455068287062017-10-12T10:34:00.000+08:002017-10-12T10:34:09.410+08:00Friends For Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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High School was the best or one of the best times of our life! And those colorful and memorable memories still or kept on lingering even up to now. Thanks to our effort every year to have a reunion. Actually we almost have reunion or get together annually and thanks also to myself for organizing it! hahahaha! Though some of the others classmates cannot really attend, their minds and hearts are still with us. And unfortunately they were the center of topics whenever they did not attend!<br />
So again December is fast approaching and we will be busy again to contact everyone even if they are abroad or relocated somewhere else.<br />
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There are seasons for everything - a time to hope, a time to just get along. And sometimes a time to be alone.<br />
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Thanks for all the circumstances that I have been to. Thanks to all the phases of my life that I am growing, I am making mistakes and I am reflecting.<br />
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Corniche Dammam - those nights alone looking at the sea. Looking for some answers and yet I have heard some voices maybe self-reflection that life is indeed a gift. Thank you.<br />
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In a park alone - I love the sound of nothingness when I could only hear is my thought. My thoughts that resonate and took me back in time. To cry. To remember everything. And to learn.<br />
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And yes I am at home! It is almost one year and one month now that I have arrived from Saudi Arabia. And my life has never been so wonderful like this! Though I am still struggling to get a good offer from the many applications that I have, I can say that I have seen and really want to thank God by allowing me to see His grand purpose for me. I know I have not seen it fully but I know I am on that direction. This is really a blessing in disguise! I know that our Lord has the best plans for all of us. All we can do now is to wait. I have seen a very quotation about what is happening to me right now: it is something like this - God is not yet giving us what we asked for because what He wants is to experience Him as of the moment. Thanks to my family and friends for keeping me sane is sometimes so harsh reality that I am going through everyday. And let me share to you some of the memorable observations that I have in living for one year as doing nothing almost at all.<br />
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1. Somehow you are not alone - I have always tried my best to apply for a new job eversince I have landed here in our country. I know that I really need to have a job for financial support as well as for professional growth. However luck was not really on my side now. I have so many applications, then some interviews and a couple of offers local and abroad but somehow I managed not to accept because of some reasons. And everytime I am applying in an agency for deployment abroad, I have seen and talked to other applicants and believe me they have the same fate as me as well as some thousands or even millions that have got out of work mostly from Middle East. Some have spent 15 years or more and yet their contract have ended. And that is only because of the Oil Recession in the Middle East. And yes there are so many openings again but the job market has stiff competition and the lowest bidder or the applicant who will ask for the lowest salary will be hired. And mind you, the low salary that I am mentioning is somehow so low it almost cut my previous take home pay up to half or even more. That is one of the reason I have turned down some offers before. And I guess that scenario will last maybe a couple of years or more.<br />
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2. Living to my means - Before when I have a job in Saudi and money is somehow not a problem, I tend to purchase more and yet not so needed products. Before I used to eat at a fancy restaurants and have some coffee and tea to those Starbucks-like shop. But now I am thinking my future now. I still have some decent amount of means to buy however I am calculating what will remain if I go for the same habit as before. So now I settled for some lesser amount of expenses and luckily it helped me to realized to get back into shape. I am now on a diet but not so strict and thanks to my family who provide nutritious fooods like vegetables and fruits. And religiously I have lessened my intake of carbohydrates especially rice. And it is paying off. I know I have lose significant fats especially in my belly.<br />
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3. Life begins at 40 - yes I have turned 40 years old last June and I cannot stop aging but so be it. I have also noticed that some of the much older people who I admired most are really increasing in numbers. I have seen them in a local mall almost everyday when I am there too. They have this group and God knows why or what they are up to. Maybe some bonding with some colleagues or just malling around. And years from now I am seeing myself like them too. But I guess it is not too late to have some busy schedules on work before settling on that scene with senior citizen!<br />
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4. Social media presence - yes like most of the adults and teens worldwide I am somehow addicted to social media especially Facebook and others. And sometimes it really got into my system that even in my bed I have my smartphone and checking some updates. I also went into tourist escapade to different places just to see and of course to photograph the attractions and have selfie so that I could post them on social media. Then there comes a time that I guess I want to quit. And I cannot. So my solution is just to control it. And it is really hard to control the automatic habit of checking and posting and sharing almost everything online. But now I am making progress. I make it sure that my post and sharing activities are not that much compared previously.<br />
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So bye for now and I hope I could update here more often!<br />
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<br />marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-67784441250180657102017-04-27T21:56:00.000+08:002017-04-27T21:56:36.870+08:00This DayThe summer heat is so intense now here in the Philippines. And one way to relieve myself it to go to a nearby mall; SM Batangas. And so I went there this afternoon. I have noticed this American or a white guy which definitely not a Filipino and he was somehow a senior citizen. And he walked so slow. I was near the door near Starbucks and just sitting in the Chowking vacant seats there. Maybe it was around 2 pm and this man was walking so slow approaching my view. He had this grocery stroller and I guess his arm has injury and maybe because of his age he really cannot walk that fast.<br />
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Fast forward 5 pm and I was back in SM and I saw him again and this time he had finished his buying some stuff maybe at the grocery and imagine that! It was almost 5 hours of staying in SM and wow I don't want to age now!<br />
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I have noticed earlier that a Filipino man sometimes wanted to help him but I guess the American refused the help for some reason I really don't know.<br />
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And I am imagining my life now. I am getting older and I am single and oh my God maybe I would end up like that man I have seen this day. Only time will tell.<br />
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God help me please?marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-73637182664470987532017-04-27T21:44:00.000+08:002017-04-27T21:44:28.386+08:00My Inspiration<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I always look for an inspiration. Sometimes they are my family. Sometimes they can be found on the books that I am reading like Seth Godin or any other successful individual out there. But then I have settled for one mentor that I know will really help me to hurdle life's challenges.<br />
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I am introducing my all time favorite mentor, Cardinal Rosales. I knew from the start that he is the one that I have needed. I have looked back in my childhood and he was there. He usually went and officiated a mass during the Saint Michael Celebration of our barangay every September and he was there. I made it sure I was also there and heard his Mass. He has this leadership in his voice and powerful command in his Homily. He was so intelligent and really an authority when it comes to sermon and giving moral stories and lessons for all of us. He is a saint for me.<br />
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And when there is the celebration of Batangas City Fiesta every January he usually on the morning mass and I made it sure I am on the front row to have a glimpse of his face and hear his angelic and commanding voice.marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-13100924987888165512016-12-07T10:11:00.001+08:002016-12-07T10:11:57.482+08:00The City I Have Loved<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I know I am a bit sentimental sometimes. Sometimes emotions get over me and most of the time I let those natural feelings take over my existence. It is part of being human anyways. And as of now I am missing that city I have loved for the past three years; Dammam. The wonderful city that gave me job and lots of food and coffee and friendships to last. The city that made me who I am today. The city that sleeps while I am awake. The city that lingers on my soul when I am weary and on the verge of giving up. And the city that I want to go back to. Dammam! <br />
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For the past three months,I am enjoying my temporary vacation and I am loving it! I am enjoying how much I really need rest as in rest in my own terms. But it doest not mean I am not making any effort to go back to the employment world. I have almost hundred of applications online and via emails. Some responded some do not. And I have two interviews and employment offers but I am still on the decision time phase since there are so many factors to be considered. I have offered in Dammam as a Document Controller, which is my previous job in KSA but the offer is somehow a little bit lower than my previous one. Then another offer is handed to me and it is also in Eastern Province specifically in Jubail. However, a local employment is encouraging me. But then again some factors made me decide to not accept the local one. And now I am on the verge of accepting the Jubail offer or should I wait for my other applications which might call me this December or January next year. The Jubail offer is for a position of material expeditor and yes I want that material management field of career since I have invested almost 95% of my professional life doing that job. <br />
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<br />marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0Batangas, Philippines13.7564651 121.0583076000000313.2627826 120.41286060000003 14.2501476 121.70375460000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-85347344748455019482016-08-20T21:21:00.001+08:002016-08-20T21:21:43.215+08:00What About Last Night?The best or worst for the records! And I did it for no reasons at all. I was lied about. It was not solo but group and so be it.<br />
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Then almost midnight came..in the desert..something nervous had not come and I did it!<br />
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And I slept. Thanks God for the last night. It will never happen again.marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-76861641524169016332016-08-18T20:00:00.001+08:002016-08-18T20:00:47.710+08:00Last NightI was watching Youtube at around 6 pm yesterday when my Lebanese friend chatted me on Tango. He was a businessman here in this country and he was engaged in contracting doors and steel and glass. His latest project which was about to complete was the Red Lobster and Longhorn in Dammam near Shatea Mall.<br />
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And so we went there. I loved his management skill as well as his business knowledge in managing his own business. I hope I could have business of my own in teh future.<br />
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I was amazed by the elegant design of the two American restaurants. Maybe I could have dinner there when my salary come this end of the month.<br />
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So that's it for now and have a nice weekends Dammam!marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-91971577747869899362016-08-13T22:08:00.000+08:002016-08-13T22:08:51.377+08:00Lately<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Lately I am beginning to learn to grow old as alone. Lately I am beginning to understand that life no matter what will go on and o and on.<br />
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Lately I realized that I am the one really in charge of my own happiness and no one will. So I am choosing to be happy everytime.<br />
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Lately I am beginning to live the life I wanted to be.marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-28119476079021334172016-08-09T16:11:00.000+08:002016-08-09T16:11:14.040+08:00Getting Boring By The DaysWhere all of my excitement go? Where all of the fear and happiness now? I do not know. What I know now is I think I am on my deepest setbacks. Or am I? Is this the midlife crisis? I hope not.<br />
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Last week I was in Rabigh to teach and demonstrate some of the basic documentation process that we have done in QIPP but to my surprise I was the one being surprised because it only took about four hours of lecturing and much like of an interview of my mission there. I just contemplated on the hotel of what is happening to my life now.<br />
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I need a change of place again. New work? I am on the process of applying to other companies that might give me meaning and much more salaries. Am I hungry for power and money and fame? I really do not know. Midlife crisis maybe.<br />
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Or should I marry the one? Or should I be forever as single as I am today. I am afraid of my future now.<br />
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I hope God is near me. Please.marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5759786796783493574.post-4752757743015642122016-06-07T16:51:00.000+08:002016-06-07T16:51:31.478+08:00Follow Your Heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes life is an adventure..in reality it is..we are here to explore..we are here know the unknown..to get the trail of the uncharted territories. And we are here to conquer!<br />
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Our light is our knowledge. Our strength is our belief. Our life will not be miserable we just follow our path. Even if it is painful at first just follow your heart. Even if it is nonsense just follow your mind.<br />
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In the end life's all adventure moments are just like a wonderful stories written by us! So go ahead sail on the ocean. Dive on the deepest part of the sea. Enjoy the scenery. Enjoy the silence. And with yourself once in a while. Lost in a place. Lost in such a way you have to ask for direction. In that way you will learn that life is indeed a communication personally with others. That in order to survive you must ask, that in order to live you must be with the others. And sometimes alone.<br />
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Just follow your heart.<br />
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The music is still playing on my head..the 90's Why am I always stuck in the 90's. Grow up? I cannot.<br />
I need to received that letter..but it does not came. No reply. And my heart broke. I was broken. But still I am hoping.<br />
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My companion in times of need..save me a lot in catastrophic events. Made me realized that the world is still wonderful.<br />
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I need my books now. I need to re-read them again. I need to learn again. I need those sparks of wisdom from Fromm, from Sartre and Plato. I want to go anywhere with my books. I want to be me. I am with an honest me when I am with my books.marloperez2003http://www.blogger.com/profile/09051023066941366816noreply@blogger.com0