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The Sun was hot, The Soda was Cold, The Sky was Blue, The Grass was Green

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Oh, hey, look a bird….no big deal…
Decided to imprint on me in less than ten minutes and live with me for a day.

Then it got eaten by a huge Gecko while I wasn’t in my room for about fifteen minutes.
/Depressing.

Anyway, I decided to make a comparey-type list for everyone….so here we go!
Whee!

Canada                                                                                   Philippines

Maple Leaf                                                                        8 – Pointed Star
Hockey                                                                               Basketball
Beaver                                                                               Caribao
Freedom                                                                             Freedom
Many Cultures                                                                  Many Tribes
Tim Hortons                                                                       Jollibees
Beer                                                                                   Tanduay Rum
Too Cold                                                                                 Too Hot
Work hard, Party Harder                                             Work a Bit, Party Like A Rockstar
Maple Syrup                                                                       Adobo
‘Eh?’                                                                                  ‘Ko-An’

Sorry So Short, Longer Entry Later!….Cooking up another politically-minded heat-post.

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Posted by on May 27, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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When All Else Fails – Take A Vacation

Yeah, So I got this resort ‘job’, at beautiful White Chocolate Hills Resort, in Zamboanguita.
‘job’ as in it’s not a real job, they just help with my visa and food in exchange for help online and blah blah, but whatever!
Holy is it a great job….every single one of my skills are utilized….design, graphic design and layout, website creation, SEO, logo/business card/brochure making, photography, gardening, social media marketing, techstuff, etc etc etc…..SUCH A GOOD FIT FOR MY LIIIIIFFFFEEEE!!!!

I love the social aspect of it, I love talking to new people, I love making reservations, I love the office work…the office reminds me of being a kid…I used to set up a wee little casio keyboard, my chalk board, pens and pencils and paper, and actually pretended I was a secretary……way to dream big, Little Me….way to go!

So bloody freaking happy….and I FINALLY got myself into the Pacific Ocean…swam a little bit until I got too scared I was going to get eaten by a shark or stung by some crazy-ass tropical fishy.

Anyways…..all you readers of mine, if you wanna visit the resort blogitty, I update that as well, once a day about the comings and goings of the place.

Find it here:

 

http://www.whitechocolatehillsresort.wordpress.com

 

I also get to use the owners’ Nikon…..AAHSDHSAGDHAJAAA!!!!!
Hahahah, so excitered.

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Posted by on April 8, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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A Product, But Not A Prisoner Of

Ok so I have a little time to myself now to write out a bigger bloggity….

So you knew I think that I stayed for a while at the cop station….Here are a few pictures of my time there:

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That is a few pictures of my little nippa hut….I actually didn’t mind it so much when I had 2 pillows to lay my bones on.
I learned how to play Sangka in the shelter, and so here is a picture of my home made sangka board:

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And here is the kitty that lives at the copshop that kept me company and became my best friend….her name is Mimi:

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Anyways, after I left there, I stayed with a wonderful woman who owns a group that offers free legal help to women and children dealing with abuse. Her group really does a lot of great things, and helps a lot of people….while I was there, they had a bike ride across three towns, but I couldn’t go because she had too many people in her car.
She has a fish pond, and here are a few cool shots from there:

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After I stayed at this house, I really hustled my butt off looking for a job…I met a few people in Valencia that introduced me to a few others, and one of the introductions was to the owners of White Chocolate Hills resort in Zamboangita….They liked me, and so they hired me!

The terrible part was that I had accepted a job with an older lady in Dumaguete, under the impression that I would be her companion, and do errands, some cooking, and bending and reaching for things that she needed….unfortunately, the job turned out to be more of a live-in maid situation, and also required me to give medical care if needed, which included needles.

Now, I don’t care if they’re mini-diabetes needles that you don’t even see….I DON’T FREAKIN DO NEEDLES.
PERIOD.
ZIPPO.

And the offer for the resort had exactly the same perks, room and board and meals….but also was offering double the salary.
I had to think ahead, and worry about my financial future. I took the job with the resort and I had to politely tell the Lady that I couldn’t work for her….it was a bit of an uncomfortable talk, but things are ok now, she’s fine…..

Her friend, a local writer for a local newspaper, however…was downright rude and insulting, telling me I had made a mistake, chose wrongly, ‘no wonder you’ve had so many jobs in your life’ and that I only look at the short term, not the long-run.

Excuse You?
I didn’t realize you knew me like that!
Furthermore, it is my very, very humble opinion that working for a company that provides health and security benefits, an actual contract, and whom do work with local charities and conservation groups, and are researching local marine preservation and aquaponics systems is looking further into the future than you can do, Buster.

Dude was WAY off base with his assumptions and judgements….but then again….most people who judge me are pretty darn off base.
I’m much more hidden to people than they realize.

Oh well.
I am having a great time here, and I’ve only been here two days.
I leave you with flowers that remind me of birds.

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Posted by on April 3, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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Life Doesn’t Stop For Anybody

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The picture above was taken in our front yard the month I arrived, May, 2013.
I decided today to do before and after pictures, and snapped an updated shot of it.

Before I reveal it, I have to say…things here change really fast…I cannot for the life of me remember who said it, or where, but there was a quote about the jungle being the most swiftly changing place on earth, one week you think you have an area mapped in your head, and the next day you’re second-guessing everything around you.

I’ve found that to be true here… new flowers and plants grow and spring up seemingly out of nowhere, and ones that you’ve admired for weeks wilt away and disappear in days.
Not only, I think, is it because of the climate and conditions, but also because growth here among the people happens extremely rapidly… New houses and neighborhoods pop up in a matter of weeks, trees are cut down for construction materials, roads are re-paved constantly…

I enjoy having a constantly changing environment, but sometimes I don’t really notice it…especially when it’s happening right under my own nose.

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Posted by on October 11, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming.

Damon made me the most delicious pasta the other night.
It was so beautiful I took a photo of it.

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Today we did indeed go for a drive, up to a beautiful waterfall and swimming area… He had made BLT wraps for me…((It was supposed to be a picnic)) And I stupidly forgot to take pictures, forgive me… But this is the kicker that I don’t really understand… He seems to be in a terribly bad mood.

He sped us home at eighty miles an hour on gravel roads, then went to sleep. 
In turn, that’s made me frustrated and confused, since I thought we were having a really nice, calm day filled with beautiful sights, and I have no idea how to make him feel any better, or what even went wrong in the first place, but he gets in moods like this, his mother usually being the main cause with all her nagging and complaining about jobs and money and trivial things… I really don’t know how a human can complain so much while living in paradise, to be honest.

I, for one, have never seen a waterfall like that in real life, I was very excited… I got right down to the edge of it and felt the wind and spritzy water whipping into my face… All the little Filipino kids snuck around behind me and were tagging along, even though I didn’t really say hello due to my shyness with strangers, only smiled and nodded… I think they were surprised a foreigner, let alone a girl was getting so close to the water.
It was colder than I had anticipated, I was expecting warm volcano water or something, but it was about the same temperature as a warm lake in mid-summer in Canada…not terribly cold, but definitely not bath-water-warm, either.

On the property, there were ducks and rabbits and turkey-looking birds with spots, I saw a little lizard running along the rocks, and there was a chili bush like ours, only much, much bigger.

 

Our backyard chili bush

He says we’ll go again sometime, but I don’t really want to speed up there, the roads are scary and bumpy, and on the way up, I watched someone wipe out on their bike.
The idea of crashing a bike going eighty with no helmet, and nothing to protect the knees, arms or anything is a terrifying thought.

Maybe I’ll just think about going alone next time.

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Posted by on September 28, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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