Covid19 pandemic has changed a lot in terms of everyone’s normality. I for one now wakes up earlier than the normal 7:00 AM every working day. This is because I want to leave super early so that I would be all alone when I ride the condo-elevator in our building early in the morning.
Also, I now prepare my breakfast and lunch meals in my house and bring those in my office. I no longer order from nearby restaurants and eateries so as to limit my exposure to possible corona virus positives lurking in public.
Since I now bring my breakfast and lunch to office, it is inevitable to place these meals inside a “lunch bag”. Mine is a simple denim type tote bag which I purchased during one of my travels in Osaka. Let me then relay to everyone in these pandemic times the wish my bag is printed with. May you have…
If not your birthday or the death anniversary of a loved one, January 3 can be considered the most neglected day of any year. Who would want to celebrate anything significant on such a day when all the Hallmark-level type of revelry has just been concluded? Who on earth would try to go out and shop or even dine outside when there are so much gifts you received last Christmas-peak-week and there are so much leftover inside your fridge?
I bet my skinny pwet (translation: butt) you don’t remember January 3 last year and the year before that! But you definitely remember the annually stirring, exhilarating and superlative January 1.
happy january 3 (this post is such a waste of internet space. hahaha!)
But what about January 2? You remember January 2 because it is one of the worst days of the year. It is the day you usually commence your New Year’s resolution, the day you start recuperating from a very bad hangover, the day you feel like you are a new you. You remember January 2 because it is the day you would usually spend all day and all night on your bed.
But for January 3, it is usually be the understated, trifling and negligible day. There are even times when such day is considered the most mundane because it is the day when everyone would go back to their ordinary, routinary and lackluster life — work, school and of course the usual wicked vice.
I guess it is only me who would greet you “Happy January 3!” (with exclamation point) and no one else. No one else.
With a couple of days to go, I guess everybody now are contemplating on how the year 2019 had been. This is now the typical time when people are thrilled and excited on what the New Year has to offer.
be in style in 2020
This also is the usual time when people receive gifts from friends and colleagues for a desk calendar, a notebook organizer or a journal planner. I for one has been receiving these items every single year. Yet regrettably it fail to organize my life! I still chase those big dreams and pursue the pursuit of happiness.
And like every year, I again received a planner, a desk calendar in particular. And while doing my long and arduous skin care, I happen to notice a small portion on this desk calendar where you got to write down your goals for each month.
With inflated optimism and pent up enthusiasm, I filled out the first 3 months of the desk calendar. With scoops of anti-aging facial moisturizer dirtying my pen, this is what I have written….
Let me greet you this early a very awesome New Year. I hope everyone will Be In Style this New Year!
We have now reached the time of the year when we start to reflect on the year that was. The compilations are starting to come out for the best songs, movies, Facebook and Instagram posts, fashion and all other bests for the year.
It is also the time for reflection on a personal level: new people we met, new food we have tasted, amazing new sites we’ve visited, new skills we’ve learned, virtues we’ve acquired or maintained as well as the surprising circumstances we have encountered along the way. It is also the time when we reflect how we’ve been as a human being and what we want to be in the next year.
As for me, I guess all I can do is be the best person that I can be to those who need me. And to those who don’t need me, just wait and see because sometime next year you would realize that you do crave and long for me. Hahaha! I may not have a new set of resolutions but I will definitely do my very best to stay out of the treacherous waters that would be swirling around next year.
It is the end of the year and it feels like a lot of people are tired and need a break. I hope that next year would be more peaceful, meaningful and fruitful for everybody. Let us hope for the best!
happy new yeaar from sweet nengkoy!
happy new year! welcome 2019!
Happy New Year and lots of love from me and my mother, Nengkoy!
One of my monster pamangkins (nephew) recently shared this in his Facebook page…
It may have some good points but I’m sorry because I find this video-message seem to border on egotism, arrogance and conceit. This is my personal stand on this clip after me and Nengkoy had difficulty looking for a greeting card. Hahaha! I felt sadness while inside the National Bookstore (the leading books, stationaries and greeting card store in the country). It is because the availability of greeting cards have dwindled in the stores where it is usually available.
Nengkoy wanted to send a Thank You card to one of her best friends who is based in the United States because this sweet longtime friend sent her a package of American-made presents. Unfortunately, National Bookstore no longer seem to sell Thank You greeting cards and what is so evident is that greeting cards are now positioned at one lonely corner of the store with very limited themes and varieties to choose from. Gone are the days when almost half of National Bookstore is filled with various types of colorful greeting cards.
nengkoy searching for a thank you greeting card
And I am blaming the millenials for this turn of events. It is because the generation today no longer send greeting cards via post or snail mail. Millenials may love to travel and go on an adventure but gone also are the days when travelers around the planet would get a postcard from a local store of their destination and send it home via postal.
Today’s generation can easily send a recycled, reused and secondhand digital greeting to a friend’s or relative’s social media account, which for me is a little cold, stony and unfeeling. It is unlike receiving a greeting card which is more warm, tender and congenial because you know that it took quite an effort on sending such a tangible greeting.
Yeah millenials are fast, smart and proficient but I just hope that classy and classic Greeting Cards remains available for the likes of Nengkoy and those who were born before this seem-to-be-conceited generation. I hope today’s fast paced generation would acknowledge that the likes of Nengoy and the older folks are the precursors to the development of delightful living for today’s young population to enjoy.
A New Year is but a couple of hours away, I would like to wish myself and the rest of the world to further develop a pretty good amount of emotional and intellectual common sense. And may the exclamation points that we will encounter in the coming year be all physically and psychologically enriching. And lastly, may bliss and beauty be all over the planet!
Last December 31 and January 1, a lot of people received lesser number of text messages as compared to same dates of previous years. Sending a greeting via wall post on Facebook is more inexpensive and of course reached wider coverage.
Since everyone wished the classic peace, love and harmony among mankind this coming new year, I decided to be more practical in terms of my wish and greeting to everybody. And since I own an extremely crazy blog, let me post the New Year greeting I sent via text message last December 31…
“Sana’y yumaman tayo at umulan ng pera sa taong 2011.
Happy New Year!!! “
I acknowledge that money is the root of all evil. But I also recognize the glaring fact that having money is one important aspect to live a more normal, more secured and happier life this year and the years to come. It pays the bills, it buys you stuff and it saves the future! You cannot live in love alone. Love doesn’t feed you, it usually gives you indigestion. Blame it on the butterflies in your stomach. Mwahahaha! (laughing ala Ursula the Sea Witch)
To all those who greeted me through text message, Facebook or any other form or medium… a big hug, a wet kiss and warm thanks to all of you!