Haters are Cowards

I just like getting hate comments!

Why? Because they make me feel special.

Here are some of the hate comments I have received on this blog.

I edited the image to at least cover up my former employers.

I am not 100% sure if the one who made the comment using “P—– agent” is an actual agent of that company. I gotta say, that among the agents that worked for that company, I am the dumbest. So, I know my flaws! An agent who works or have worked for that company are smart, talented and intelligent. With the wrong grammars that I could notice from the commentator, I doubt that it came from that group. It was an honor for my stupid ass to work with that group. I am not saying I liked all the agents from there, but I have to admit they have brains bigger than mine.

I know admins from my former company are happy that I am not there anymore, that’s a FACT – I have been a pain in their asses when I was there.

I don’t really know why people make a big deal out of my existence. For years, I don’t mind other people in that company. I rarely even talk to my agents. Why make a big deal out of me being there? OH! I remember, if there are things that could catch my attention, I inform admins about it – I quote “JUST TO BE FAIR.”

Immoral *sigh* Am I the most immoral person there? Who knows … YOU dear commentator might be worst than me … but hey … you’re a hater … you’re life must be worst than mine … tsk tsk tsk

Obese? Me? WOW, I need lasiks!

Walks like a cripple. I have a knee injury and I have shown that to those who ask why I walk the way I do and sometimes just show it to those close to me for fun. I don’t intend to be a runway model. So as long as I could walk, I am happy.

My son. Hec and I have discussed about it. I have shared the story to a few people. Hell, I don’t even know who the father is, how could you be sure it’s not his? YES I AM A BITCH … but I am no whore! I don’t get paid for sex. From that, you might say because I am no good at it – unahan na kita – YES, I am lousy at it … might be the worst my partners ever had (wink wink).

Damak. Yes, I am. I only take a bath when I go out of the house. Sometimes, I don’t take a bath for days because I stay in my room all the time with a notebook or MacBook in my lap. I rarely get out of my bed. I have dandruff too, but right now it is not as worst as when I was working in the office. So, might be the stress that was causing it, or I just didn’t wash it off properly because of in a hurry going to the office.

Ugly, I have answered that one.

Grammar. I am not a good writer. I don’t blog to brag my skills in writing, I blog to express myself. I admit, most of the time I make mistakes and often I would notice it after posting. I edit some, but sometimes I just don’t feel like editing.

Those are my hate comments and my answers to give this haters some “consuelo de bobot.” I have more on my Intiendes blog before.

“Haters are Cowards”

Why is that? As, you can see ALL of the hate comments I received doesn’t reveal the persons identity. They are scared that a person might actually say something worst about them and that would humiliate them. Surely enough, if a person is a hater, it must mean that he or she is not happy with his or her life. The way I see it, if a person is living a happy life, then that person would see positive things about others.

Sometimes a hater would pretend to be someone they are not. I always give a benefit of the doubt whenever a hate comment uses a name of someone. As Mawe once said, it is better to answer it on your own blog to know your real identity because anyone could use your name when commenting – not his exact words, but something like that.

I know, people often misunderstood me. That is the reason why I opened my “intiendes” blog in the first place; To make people understand me better. But it has been filled with posts not related to the idea I created it for, so I created this new one.

If my actions are bothering you, then it would be better if you ask me why I do those things and perhaps you will learn from my experience. I don’t want to be misunderstood and I try my best to explain myself. You could cover your identity if you want to ask. Hate comments just lets me know your life is worst than mine, because right now I could see a persons mistake, try to understand why they are that way and I would see the positive side of it.

I appreciate those people who are brave enough to confront me of my negativity. To mention a few: Beverlyn Rempis and Rachel Jaro. For those people, “Thank You” for pointing out things I have to change and giving me a chance to improve myself.

I have plans that my next post on this blog should be something from those good companies who had given favor or support to bloggers, but I haven’t done it yet since I have got a lot of things on my TO DO list, but I am gonna skip some of it to work on the blogging task needed for those companies. Sorry for the delay! This hate comment just made me feel so alive! It’s my inspiration to blog.

The Driver Gave my Money Back

Today, is my daughter’s 5th birthday, but I am at work. I would be meeting her after work and would make up on my absence when I get back home from Manila. I promised her that I will give her my Gigabyte notebook so that she could watch all the movie she wants, but I guess I could find ways to put movies she likes on her iPod Touch.

So, I was going to my day job when I found out I have no coins to pay for the jeep. I took my Php 500 and gave it to the driver. He gave me back my money because he has no change. I told him to just have it change on a gasoline station. He answered me angrily – there’s no open gas station yet, because it’s too early. Well, upon passing a gas station, the driver was wrong. I just went down at the gas station for him to see that it is open!

Well, that’s my free ride this morning. I guess that’s a gift for me from that angry driver for being a Mom for 5 years now.

Happy Birthday my Hannah. I love you!

Still Sad but could Smile

I am really saddened of the fact that some people are too obsessed with things that they become selfish and hurt their fellow human being.

At times like this, I am glad to have friends and strangers that would agree with me and comfort me. Thanks to those who had given a pat on my back, especially to those strangers who just cares enough for a fellow human being. MARAMING SALAMAT! MADAMO GID NGA SALAMAT! THANK YOU SOO MUCH! MUCHOS GRACIAS!

I would like to share to you a video that surely put a smile on my face. As most of you knows, I am a chubby lover. So here it is:

I am not an Animal Lover, SO WHAT?

Okay, days ago there was an issue about a boy who killed a cat and have fun in doing it. People plurk about it, especially those Cat or Animal lovers. I aired my opinion, that for me it is nonsense and it is such a small issue. I live in Iloilo, and often the road from home to work is filled with dead cats. I was not the one who killed them, but obviously, most drivers here just don’t care about those animals.

So, the so-called animal lovers reacted gravely with the opinion I have given. Saying that it’s stupid. OKAY, so I get it people have different opinions. I respected it and left you to discuss it on your own because it was obvious that you don’t welcome opinions other than that of  “oh the cat is cute, and that is such a stupid boy.”

I left the conversation, because they  were getting too personal already. As a parent, I discipline my child. At one point, I blogged about shouting at my daughter because I couldn’t control my temper. I guess it is just normal for a mother to have these kind of episodes in their life. The animal lover made a big deal out of it, and say that I should know better; I should control my emotions when dealing with a kids tantrum. GOT IT, lesson learned!

There are a lot of things happening into my life other than that CAT issue. THAT in fact is just one minute issue that should have passed. I plurked “I am traumatized by UGLY people.” WOW, and those cat lovers thinks that it is again about them. HELLOOO … when will you stop? I LEFT the plurk conversation you were having, simply because I don’t want anything to do with it. It’s obvious you are not an open minded people!

Today, I opened my blog and was shocked to see comments coming from Cat lover. Aren’t you done? What do you want from me, to be pissed? Coz, you were not able to have that satisfaction because I was calm enough to admit I AM STUPID, I AM UGLY, or whatever you say I AM. IT IS UP TO YOU… BUT NOW YOU INSULT MY DAUGHTER? YOU WANT ME TO BE PISSED? I AM PISSED!

Here’s a screen shot of the comment:

What makes you think you are a better person than that of the one who killed the cat? The boy just killed a cat, and I care more of him because I know he has problems and he needs a tender loving care. YOU obviously have some problems of your own. Are you aware that YOU are now harassing me? YOU are way out of your line … please leave me alone!

I know myself and those sexy pictures you are talking about, I WAS JUST DRESSING APPROPRIATELY IN A POOL! DAMN IT, don’t you wear that kind of suit in a pool? You wear shirt and shorts? It’s up to you … I DON’T CARE!

I like sex, isn’t it obvious? I have two kids now and that means I have had sex more than twice in my life. To how many men, it is none of your business!

I happen to check what other people would say in terms of my beauty, so I made a survey: Am I Beautiful?

My english may not be as good as yours, but I could live with it. My client is not complaining, if he does I know how to improve myself.

PLEASE ENOUGH! I KNOW YOU CARE ABOUT ANIMALS, AND OBVIOUSLY YOU CARE LESS ABOUT PEOPLE! I just happen to feel differently, I CARE ABOUT PEOPLE MORE THAN I CARE ABOUT ANIMALS. I would rather think of the hungry children in Africa, than think of how many cats were killed by someone else. You should digg deeper. A person does things with a reason, and I feel for you for doing this to me. I feel for the boy for doing it to the cat. I hope you will be awaken and embrace that you, HAVE PROBLEMS that needs a professional help.

FYI: I don’t kill cats, and I don’t think I have killed one yet.

First Ride of Public Transportation for 2009

I have been the driver of my family during the Holidays, even if I lost my license and that technically I am driving without a license.

Today, was the first of me going back to the office for 2009. So far, everything went well during the office hours. I have given my gift to people I admire for being hardworking. Before I knew it, office was over and I have to ride a public jeepney going home.

In a jeep I have encountered being in an awkward situation. I know I am a big person, but I use my space respectfully while I am in public spaces, especially on public transportation such as jeep. However, the old man beside me doesn’t. I don’t want to be rude to him because he is an old man, but I was really uncomfortable being beside him. You may be asking why? It is because the jeep is crowded and here he is sitting on a slant position! Of course being slant means he may be occupying his space from his buttocks down but his body is occupying half of my upper space. I am a BIG woman and I sit properly. So, just to get out of that awkward situation, I let the old man have his slant sitting then I crouch to let him have all my upper space even lean on my back if he wills.

I was pissed, but I was calm and I have not eaten this evening, which means I have my diet today.

Updates on People in My Life

My Mom is shockingly good to me. This morning she told me she bought me 3 shirts, and I am currently wearing one of it. For a week, it is too much goodness from my Mom; First the Tattoo approval and then this? I wonder what has gotten into her.

My daughter was injured yesterday. I fetched her from school after her ballet class and she showed me her middle finger and it was swollen and her nail turned black. I asked my Mom what happened and she told me it happened in the school during her class hours (the morning) and she doesn’t know exactly the details but the teacher told her that Hannah (my daughter) closed the door and her hands was squashed. My poor little girl. The school security told my Mom that the nurses on the clinic had a hard time healing Hannah’s hands because she was crying so hard and they don’t have the strength to make her still. My Mom, would have her hands check by our Pediatrician today, just to be sure everything is okay.

My son had a cough this morning and so my Mom would be bringing him to our Pedia together with his sister. Hopefully when I get home this afternoon, I would receive good news.

My cousins husband won the STL. It was about time since they really need money and he won on the day of his birthday. What are his winning numbers? Simple, his birthdate!

Lastly, I was blog hopping when I saw the blog of a person that I have once argued. (I would name this person “P” and give female sexuality, so that I could explain the situation better.) I was reading the latest post of P when I noticed that she seems to be angry with someone. I read the next post and still, hatred. Read the post after that, and so on. Yes, still filled with hatred. I don’t know what is wrong with her, but she seems to be having problems with people who have higher position than her. May she find peace! I understand her griefs, because she seem to feel that she is better than her manager yet she is not one. Yes, indeed she is intelligent, she could even see grammar errors from her managers note. Maybe she was thinking, how could she be a manager when she cant even write proper english? Well, some just have skills to be one. My thoughts on this? If you think you are better than your manager, then show her what you’ve got. Don’t look at the negative side of things. Always see things possitively. You will always be rewarded for the actions you’ve done. Being bitchy and saying bad things about your manager wont do you any good professionally. Learn to be patient and kind. Say sorry if needed and don’t be afraid to make mistakes. Be honest in everything you do, and do the best you can. For doing so, you’ll save yourself and would bring you in the path that you wanted. Good Luck!

Guess Who I Met on ScrnShots?

Two days ago, I created a template for my Plurk. It was the first plurk template that I have edited. I have a picture in my mind on how it should look like. After hours of working on it, I was finaly satisfied of my work.

I have uploaded it on ScrnShots because I am proud of what I have done. A lot of people liked it. After I finished my upload I searched for someone who have uploaded a screen shot of his or her plurk template. I noticed that someone had uploaded something similar to mine but doesn’t have a transparency effect on it. So, I commented on that screen shot.

Today, I was able to get a reply from the owner of the screen shot I commented. Guess who it was? It is the girlfriend of my ex-boyfriend/father of my kids. What a small world!

Now, I was thinking that maybe she would think I am spying on her or something like that.

Could you imagine the possibility of all the zillions of people on the net and using plurk and ScrnShots and me having to comment on my ex’s GF screen shot? I was actually avoiding butting-in to their lives because of some awkward situations. Ah, well, what is done has been done. I just need to be careful who I give comments to next time.