The Philippine 2010 Automated Elections made history. It was the first ever automation that the Filipino nation had experienced and no doubt, it was the most peaceful and fraud-free.
I am proud to say that I am one of those that made history happen being one of the organic employees of the national government agency that guards the ballots.
Yours truly with my Co-Election Assistant while the Smartmatic Provincial Coordinator was looking on. We were helping out the City Election Officer in preparing the Statements of Votes before winners were declared
Looking back, a helluva lot of things were needed to be given thorough consideration. We conducted months of training for teachers who served as Board of Election Inspectors (BEIs). They were the frontliners who manned the election process during the voting day. The automation bore better impact amongst the voting populace. The voters’ turn-out was relatively high at 84%.
However, the techniques adopted by the BEIs were rather dismal. The long queue at the various precincts elicited complaints from the voters themselves. The BEI’s weren’t able to think of some smart techniques to be able to make queuing more organized and hassle-free.
Despite it all, we were able to declare the local winning candidates at our level in less than 12 hours. In my previous election experience, it would take about 2 weeks or so before winning candidates were declared.
With the full automation, everything went smoothly. What’s striking though was the booklet printing of election manuals and paraphernalia. Despite it being fully automated, the Commission still heavily relied on some pamphlets and fliers for voters’ education and yes, even on election day, election materials were printed.
It wasn’t quite a bloody good weekend for me. I had been running from pillar to post for a lot of reasons. I have decided to not renew my Contract of Lease in my present pad.
Yes siree!
I deemed it best to look around for another pad where I don’t have to climb up and down a 10-step spiral staircase. Though it isn’t as terrifying as The Glassgow Glasshouse with 234 steps, I find it too stressful to walk up and down the stairs day in and day out after a long day’s hard work.
Having a spiral staircase is not a question of just going up or down. It’s way more than that. I am hopeful that I’ll be able to find a good pad to my liking before my contract expires.
What kept my hands full apart from pad-hunting was to make sure that the higher ups will have a good venue for the conduct of a short Briefing to be presided by the the Regional Election Director himself. This is in connection with the slated 3rd COMELEC Mindanao Goodwill Games which shall take place at Dapitan City, Zamboanga Del Norte come first week of December.
3rd COMELEC Mindanao Goodwill Games 2011
I had been tasked to scout and negotiate for a good venue with less budget spending. Arrggh! That was torture! It wasn’t I who found the venue though but the Boss He asked me to see the venue for myself and finally confirm our booking.
A subordinate and I have managed to sit and take a pose
The view of the Gensan Sports Center, the orig venue of the Briefing
That stern look: Please answer my call, Bossing :-/
However, after the booking was confirmed, the management had to transfer us to another venue which is at the function room in their hotel because there was a conflict in the booking schedules. Good thing it happened because the place was a good discovery. It’s new and is strategically located. But I find it’s name, Ice Castle, so ironic. I see no ice in that castle, LOL!
A statue at the Castle with No Ice ;-)
Some souvenirs
Yours truly smiling for the cam ;-)
Can't get enough smiling for yah! :-)
Two generations
A pose with the Regional Election Director before the Briefing officially began
My immediate superior, the Assistant Regional Election Director, is way too shy for the cam. We had to coerce him to pose with us, LOL!
I had no idea what’s the program flow for that particular Briefing and so I got surprised when the Boss informed me to take center stage and be the Master of Ceremony.
Geez!
The task was never new to me. However, my audience at that particular event were mostly lawyers. I felt dwarfed! I took some deep breaths, gathered my thoughts, carefully chose my words, and gathered my bearings real quick. The Regional Director then took over the floor after the program preliminaries were done.
The Big Boss with his well laid-out presentation
The audience listening intently
As the meeting progressed, I got another shock when I learned that I am to represent Region XII for the dart competition yet again!
Golly!
Remember the time when I had to learn darts as a new hobby by force? It was a huge relief when I thought I won’t be hurdling yet another extensive practice and to learn a sport that’s way out of my comfort zone. I was wrong. They obviously got me by the balls and I simply have no choice but to squeeze in practicing darts now in between my daily schedules.
Despite the stressful events that passed me by, I’m just glad I was able to manage writing this post, LOL! It’s quite an understatement to say that I put such an effort doing so.
As I have mentioned in my birthday post, A Celebration To My 25th Birthday, I got two cakes on that day. I could actually have a hundred cakes and there’d be no fuss about it but the fact that the cake was given as a birthday present courtesy of a wonderful blogpal from the US made it very special.
So how can a blogger from the US send out a cake for my birthday? We’ve been exchanging a few messages at Facebook a day before my birthday when she asked if I’ve checked my Paypal account. Since we’re dealing with a few transactions, she informed me that I have been paid via PP. I didn’t get to see that special message because I was already at work. When I checked my account, there I saw an amount that was sent intended for the job I did for her but I had to tell her that she must have overpaid me for the tasks. She had to tell me that there’s a special message attached and I got the surprise of my life upon reading it:
The gift note via Paypal
My heart was genuinely overflowing with joy! I had been a recipient of some gifts but what made this entirely different was the thought that the gift-giver didn’t make distance and separation as a barrier for her to be able to make me feel special on my birthday. It’s the gesture that I honestly appreciate and I can’t help but be grateful for these wonderful people that God blessed me with.
Choco stripes cake
From you to me!
Only had the chance to slice the cake a day after, LOL!
The Ice Cream
Delicious Mango-flavored ice cream
Thank you Sis Recel for having such a generous heart. More than the gift, I thank God for having you as one of the genuine blogpals I ever had all through these years. May God richly bless you with so much more and may you constantly touch more lives as you have touched mine.
First and foremost, I’d like to say a huge THANK YOU to all my bloggy and Facebook pals for being so sweet and supportive of me all through these years.
A thank you note, from me to YOU!
I have been meaning to write something right after my birthday but hadn’t found the time until now.
On my 25th birthday, I was bombarded with greetings and well wishes via SMS, across my blogs and over at my FB Timeline. This year was full of blessings. Though I encountered a few ups and emotional letdowns, I can sincerely feel the warmth of your love and friendship. Sometimes, I feel like I don’t deserve it all being just a short, Asian girl but it’s so humbling all the same to believe that I really do have some of these people to count on, who will always be there behind me and who can relate to all my craps, hahaha!
HOW IT ALL WENT
My birthday began with yours truly wide awake till 4am in the morning, writing an article letting the world know that Today Is my 25th Birthday. This was actually the second birthday since I’ve declared myself to be 25 Years Old Forever. I only got 3 hours of sleep. Quite a handful of SMSes and phone calls woke me up too soon. These came from a few very special people who never failed to remember my birthday. I felt so special.
LUNCH TREAT AT WORK
We had lunch at work. I initially wanted to have a birthday holiday, being it a Saturday. But it has always been a tradition that celebrants at work throw out some birthday treat for everyone. It was actually the exact opposite from where I worked before I landed working as a civil servant. In my previous employment, I don’t spend a single dime for my birthday. It’s actually the other way around. The Boss and co-workers would plan out for my birthday. The moment I enter the workplace, a birthday banner is hanged on the wall near my working table and a bouquet of fresh flowers would make my eyes glow and give that rare sparkle. It honestly gives a tinge of excitement. A surprise special lunch is usually prepared for me and a birthday present especially wrapped for the occasion makes it a lot more exciting. I miss those types of birthday celebrations. Nonetheless, it doesn’t make it less of a celebration now. I have all the more reason to celebrate for the new lease of life because the essence of sharing and loving is there whenever it’s the celebrant who prepares and gives out for the bash.
Long table, LOL! Never mind the stack of papers, Okay?
With girlfriends at work
More of us! (The Mango tee was a gift from my Mom)
I am thinking of just spending it by my lonesome or simply by pampering myself by going to a salon, get my hair and nails done, get a good body spa, and facial. Hmmm.I think that’s a good idea.
Though I did not spend my birthday by my lonesome, I made sure I have some self-pampering sessions. I had a haircut and had my nails done.
I had a trim for my birthday
Nail art yet again
Ruby toes
What made all these very special was when a very generous sponsor, Skin and Body Essence, gave me a birthday treat by virtue of FREE hair treatments and facials. READ: I had two sessions in one week. Isn’t that wonderful?
Hair treatment underway
Almost done
DINNER WITH FAMILY & SOME FRIENDS
This was something special for me. The pals who came over were the same ones who made their presence felt each time I celebrate my birthday (except for last year when I had my birthday bash at the beach). They were mostly buddies from Church.
Church pals
A quick pose before some pals bade goodbye
Like before, it was not something grand. I’ve always had simple birthday celebrations. The occasion was made livelier by a good musical background- Happy Birthday, Reggae Style
What's on the table?
Chopsuey
Chicken Menudo
Homemade Bombastic Tilapia
Humba
Beef lumpia
The famous "Kinilaw"
Chicken curry (Indian Style)
Spaghetti sauce minus the pasta
Macaroni Salad
Guess what it was?
I thought I wasn’t going to have a cake for my birthday. Thanks to my Mom for giving me one
Make a wish!
I actually had two cakes (This deserves another post).
SPECIAL BIRTHDAY PRESENTS FROM YOU TO ME
Apart from the special presents from a virtual friend which traveled far and wide just to reach right on time for my birthday, I have also been a recipient of some stuff from people who made me feel very special on my birthday.
There was Ate Susan, our former house help who insisted to buy me something. I told her she wasn’t compelled to give out a gift; she better save her money. However, she’s as stubborn as me so my resistance was all for naught. She gave a real nice wallet as a gift when she learned that I don’t own any and that what I have been using for four months was the wallet which I borrowed from my Mom, hahahaha! Thank you. My Mom must have been so happy regaining possession of her wallet, LOL!
Nice wallet from Ate Susan
My friend of twenty years, Elvie, gave out a few cool tees.
The gift note
Elvie and I
Peepz at work handed out some ladies’ accessories. Real nice of them to think about that.
Pinky pink!
And how can I forget my brilliant blogpal Windy? He has always been there for me, ALL THE WAY.
Some more gift-givers refused to be named and I can’t help but make it known from here that I truly appreciate the little things you have thought of to make my birthday even more special.
Nice slipper from a very generous gift-giver
Lovely top
Cool cardigan
GRATEFUL HEART
Though this year has been a bit of whirlwind, what with the move and living solo, I continue to be humbled by God’s loving grace. I am bound to always give thanks to our Lord God Almighty for all the wonderful and unspeakable gifts. The gift of life, that of my friends, my family and that of my nephew who now gives the simplest of joys.
When mother and daughter dress alike (again!)...
With Mom and my brother who's now a Dad
The new additions in the family
The fam's apple of the eye
I love you, Xyle!
Introducing: My nephew, Xyle Jash Can't you see I am such a proud Aunt? Hehehe!
It was a beautiful and exciting day for me. For a week, I had been waiting for your package to arrive. The courier agent informed me via SMS that it shall be delivered to me today. Had I not known the effort and the sincerity that came along with it, I wouldn’t have made so much fuss about this.
However, I feel so touched that a virtual friend like you will go through so much effort just to send me something special for my birthday. You made sure that I am going to receive the presents right on time by choosing the best courier around. In just 3 days, the package arrived in Philippine soil. You are such a sweet soul!
I am such a happy and blessed soul!
Can't you see it? It's all over my face! ;-)
I have told you so many times in the past that it isn’t everyday that I come across a blogger whom I so admire for her writing prowess. You exude that incorruptible girl power that not too many is endowed with. You are an epitome of a modern day woman yet you got your values intact.
From the day I started out my blogging journey, you already had my admiration and there’s no turning back since. I have been your avid fan and I have always been open about it. I frequent your blogs and I have always felt a rare, strong connection. It doesn’t happen to everyone. You have also been very supportive of me and my endeavors. For the three huge blogoversary celebrations that I have had, you have always taken part without hesitation. I don’t feel shy asking you at all for being one of my blogoversary sponsors because I know you won’t say no, hahaha! Kapalmuks ko! LOL!
Having said all these, my heart is overflowing with joy having realized that virtual friendship can be found for real. I feel happy that not everyone hates me, hahahaha! Kidding aside, I feel so blessed and loved so many days before my birthday. Thanks to you! I know I am loved and blessed everyday of my life because the air that I breathe each day is a huge manifestation of that. But having received these lovely stuff from someone that I haven’t met yet in the flesh, it feels entirely different. You simply made the Countdown to my 25th triple extra special!
Thank you for these Clinique items!
I love to be a woman!
Girl power! I so love this!
Clinique pouch
Calvin Klein top
More than the material gifts, I truly appreciate the gesture for making me feel very special on my natal day (which is still 2 days from now).
Seriously opening a card.
Geez! Sneaky camerawoman, hahaha!
I am grateful to God for giving me great acquaintances that I learn so many things from. I can’t express in so many words how much I am grateful for the gift of your friendship. May God continue to bless you.
Love and Hugs,
LAINY
NOTE: No name and blog link of the generous gift-giver shall be disclosed. This was a very personal request that I have to respect.
Before I learned how to earn money through blogging, I had to give up the 6 units (Thesis Writing) remaining at the Graduate School Program. I was about to have my Masters Degree in Public Administration specializing in Organization and Management but then I was very enthusiastic to take a different path. It must be noted that at that time I was then still working for a private institution. I have to admit that I was encouraged because of all the hype which surrounded MT jobs then in 2005 and it led me to want to venture into such an undertaking. Although I have no personal interest in Science, I was told that Medical Transcription is a job that’s home based and that I could earn a good deal of money, in dollars, and so it lured me into it without having second thoughts.
Since I did not entertain the daunting choice to teach College students, I decided to enroll for a Medical Transcription Course. I hurdled the 4-hour session nightly (6-10) after work for 6 long months. I would often go home very late at about 11PM or so. I was much younger then and had so much physical and mental stamina so the toxic schedule did not matter. I devoted most of my time mugging through a lot of medical terms, listening to voice files which I often found some doctors have really terrible audios and crazy accents, LOL! I felt like I was in Mars! Everything was so new to me!
It was only within the MT Lab though when I began to learn to appreciate Science. In fact, I have even contemplated of getting a Nursing degree (that deserves another post). The grueling nights of hurdling the MT language and doing OJT for a hundred hours just to get a certificate for this short-term course in between my regular job at the end were all for naught.
Sadly, as fate will have it, it changed the course of my life. I haven’t put my MT education to good use. I decided to apply for a MT job in Manila in 2007 after completing the MT course. I was very excited when my friend had found a condo for us to stay even before I gave up everything that’s within my comfort zone. But then, the quick turn of events had me perplexed. There were a lot of things that happened in 2007 that I had to keep the status quo. I was hired to work for the government on the first month of that year. It was also the start of maintaining a long distance relationship. The rest is now history.
I saw some of our MT Lab photos earlier and I can’t help but reminisce those times when I still look sexy and pretty, hahaha!
Group pose at the MT Lab with the Lab Trainor, the burpday celebrant
Chow time!
Grins for the cam :-)
The surprise bday bash gave us a short break to the deafening out-of-this-world accents by the Docs, LOL!
One more pose for the cam!
Seriously, there’s a lot of what-could-have beens just by looking at the photos above. Two of my classmates in the MT class are now happily married to physicians As to the others, I am not too sure if they have professionally pursued the degree. Back then, I could only utter: Que Sera Sera, Whatever Will Be, Will Be
Note: I have to give credit to my newfound blogpal KM who blogs at More Than Sexy for inspiring me to write this post
It has been a rough day for me. Honestly, my happiness for being officially an aunt for the very first time was clouded by today’s events.
A proud Aunt I am to a bouncing baby boy!
My SIL incurred a postnatal complication after 6 days of giving birth. Everyone at home panicked. While I was busy doing my daily blogging chores early in the morning, I felt my heart stop when I read my Mom’s SMS asking for help. I had to call her immediately and I got even more shocked when I heard her crying and hysterical over the phone. I felt numbed. I didn’t know what to do. I had to gather my wits back and had to call my youngest brother to fetch me in my apartment. Believe me. I rushed to the hospital bra-less and my bottom’s button missing. I just had to get there to the hospital pronto.
When I arrived at the hospital, I witnessed my SIL having another seizure attack. It made me so nervous seeing her like that! No wonder my mother panicked and our neighbors had to calm her down because mom was too hysterical. My SIL was on oxygen and on catheter. We were told by her gynae that my SIL is having a bad case of postnatal eclampsia.
I can’t believe that it can be possible for a woman who had a normal delivery to a healthy bouncing baby boy! I had to be there for my brother who obviously was also in a state of shock. I was told that eclampsia happens to 1 out of 2,000 women. It can be extremely life threatening and a woman can have severe complications. Oh boy! The risks of childbirth!
When everything had settled down, my brother retold the story beginning from when they arrived at the hospital. I can’t help but express my angst at the hospital Staff at the Emergency Room. Had I known the story much earlier, I would have fuc**d them off.
As I learned, they were intentionally blocked by the security personnel from seeking treatment at the ER because they were told that the only available room was Suite Room.
To make matters worse, instead of looking after the patient and offering medical assistance right then and there, what they were interested in was whether my brother could afford to pay for the room!
When my brother realized what they were up to, he demanded for medical attention be given first and then later asked for an immediate transfer to a different hospital.
The Resident Doctor must have seen the anger on my brother’s face and this led them to immediately provide attention to my SIL. At the end of this traumatic episode, my SIL was tranferred to a different hospital by ambulance.
What’s happening to my country?
Will the Filipinos be always deprived of medical care and more so when it is critical? Who are we going to blame for these blatant unprofessional ethics? Can we always let them off the hook for being so negligent with their duties? The decaying system of the government is very evident everywhere.
For two thirds of the Philippine population who are born without the means to pay for a life above subsistence level, these people have been duped by a democratic process to believe that the commonwealth promises of a better tomorrow will be fulfilled by the high and mighty. So are we to assume that in this country reborn by a PEOPLE POWER INSURGENCY to make that change in leadership and with HOPE for a positive change, these same people are left to rot in their destitute condition and in this case of medical support and relief, to be treated worse than animals?
In less than a month’s time, 13 days from now to be exact, I shall be celebrating my 25th birthday. Oh! Don’t you dare give me that dagger look. Wasn’t it last year when I declared to be 25 Years Old Forever until I invoke my right to change my mind? Hahaha!
David Funk's newspaper tribute for my birthday last year
Seriously, I was born to two very young individuals who were unprepared for marriage.
My parents' wedding eon years ago
As a result, I grew up in an environment where I was economically deprived as a child. I could still vividly recall my childhood. It was a childhood that’s devoid of children toys and I wasn’t given the chance to play like all normal kids would. It’s because I was trained to do household chores as young as 5 or 6. I had to look after my younger brother who was only about 3 then. You see, I am the eldest of three broods and the only girl in the family.
With my Mom and my two younger brothers when I was about 9 years old
I cannot recall from my childhood instances when my parents lavished me with a birthday party; even a simple birthday cake. In fact, I only had my first birthday cake two years ago.
My first ever birthday cake that was given to me as a gift
At such a very tender age, I have realized that life is not a bed of roses. I feel grown-up even when I was just a young little kid.
The idea of writing this article occurred to me not because I felt deprived as a child. Even when life was hard back then, I felt complete because I have a family who showered me with the love and attention that can never be bought by any amount of money.
Family portrait after a Sunday church worship service
While writing this article, I feel proud of my parents because even when they were young and did not plan my conception, they however, lived up to their responsibilities and love commitment. What I am now is not because I am better fed, better housed and better schooled because as I’ve earlier pointed out that we weren’t well off. What I have achieved as a person is entirely because of my parents. They have molded me to be the best person I could possibly be. As such, I have become determined to achieve my goals from an early age. Anything dignified about me and whatever decent you read in this blog I actually owe it to them; anything else is simply not their fault.
When I went to school, I was a shy and timid girl who didn’t want to mingle with others. I always have that reservation with people. I have my own inhibitions and it included that I may not fit in their kind of world.
Grade I
Nonetheless, I have been a loyal and friendly friend to those who keep a low profile. I tend not to come close to those who have weird hang ups and those who have a tendency to bully others. I simply can’t stand bullies!
This year, I am celebrating not just any other birthday. It is actually my “25th”. Born and raised with my own sets of faith and belief, I celebrate neither Halloween nor Christmas. However, these yearly seasons are “bookmarks” to an event in my life. For me, these are the time of the year when we have to share our blessings with others. Sharing can not only be manifested by material things but the most essential of all is the sharing of one’s self and being a blessing to anyone that we come across with.
Many times, I planned of having a garage sale. Who wouldn’t want to earn from selling the not-too-worn out clothes? However, I think of my cousins and my nieces (daughters of my cousins) who are much less privileged than I. On most occasions, prior to meet ups with relatives, I would remove the price tags (items are supposed to be up for the garage sale) and replace these with names of my cousins and nieces. I would then pack them individually. As I see the smiles on the recipients’ faces upon receiving these hand-me-down clothing, I feel wonderful. I feel great not only because I was able to share but because I have now a good excuse to go shopping, LOL!
I realized that the art of giving, sharing and loving makes me happier. How can you make something valuable that is already of great value or how do you give value to something that is already valuable? For me, it is when I give out something valuable and that it was given more value by the person who needs it more than me. These are the little things that actually makes me happier. It is not the material things. It’s the unseen things in life that are given to us for free like joy, love, care, trust that makes us the happiest persons on earth.
What excites me and what makes me look forward about turning 25 years old forever is the idea of being graceful when aging sets in and of being wise in decision-makings, especially in my pursuit for personal and professional growth.
As I grow older, I feel deeper appreciation for my family. Most people say that real love can only be experienced when one has children of their own. Since I don’t have children that I could call my own as of now, the love of my family are the only love I know that’s unbounded and immeasurable.The love of my father (may God rest his soul), the love and care of my mother and that of my brothers and later, that of my nephew, Xyle Jash. I don’t know yet a love that’s more real than this.
I have always loved to read and write. Though I may not write free of errors, I have always loved to express. I can’t remember anyone teaching me how to read. I must be too young then to recall. But if my recollection would serve me right, I have learned on my own. When I was a little grown up, I simulate what teachers do. I own a piece of board eraser, chalk, blackboard and my students are my brothers. I have been their first teacher. I taught them how to read and write. Yes. I do love teaching. It was my second best ambition. I was almost on the brink of being a college Professor some years back but I believe it wasn’t my calling. I have always wanted to be a lawyer. Yes, a frustrated lawyer I am.
My passion for writing somehow paved the way for me to have interest in learning the ropes of blogging. Some bad experiences at the blogs though kept me from wearing my heart in my sleeves. I had to do away with letting out everything for everyone’s scrutiny as the past experiences had taught me a hard lesson. Some had deviously gathered information about my person and I was dissected like a laboratory specimen. It was a terrible experience that a blogger would not want to go through. I find the gesture unethical and abusive.
When I went to college, I have met more and more people. The more people I meet, the better I understand myself. I discovered the things I like, the things I don’t like, which applies to people as well.
With college pals on our Graduation Day
However, early on, I knew I did not want to be talked or gossiped about, so I deferred judgment against others and refused to gossip about them. I found the people, aside from my family, who can jive with me, who understand me and withstand all of my moods.
On my graduation day. Please don't mind the oily face, okay?
I found friends, online and offline, who are so like me in some ways and so unlike me in others, stuck by me through thick and thin. I need not mention any of them here because they know who they are.
I know one day, someone is ready to make me his world (a scary responsibility on my part). That someone does not mind building a family with me and consent to my being mother to his future children (a risk on his part). I know my capabilities as a woman and with the many roles I play, I strive to be a woman who is a better daughter, a sister, a soon-to-be-aunt, a friend, a blogger, a servant of God, but I could not be certain if “wife” and “mother” fit me. Only God knows. I cannot imagine being responsible for the future and well-being of another individual, much less an innocent, all-love, trusting little child. Right now, I am happy being me, focusing on completing myself, making myself whole, before I become that someone’s whole world, before I become a wife and a mother.
In my 25 years on Earth, I have made mistakes, I guarantee. But these mistakes I turned to lessons learned. And I also guarantee that I will make some more mistakes. However, this will not stop me from moving along, taking each day one step at a time and planning for my future. It is a conscious effort, a continuous everyday choice on my part, to constantly look at life in a positive light. I am scared, like a little girl of 6, of what my future will hold. But I gather strength from God, my family and my friends. I am encouraged and inspired by the unending love from those I love the most.
To get me through another 25 years, I need the younger version of me who thought herself a full-grown woman, ready to take on the world. I am truly uncertain of the future, but I am certain that with all the uncertainties of tomorrow, I am both scared and excited of what the future brings.
One more thing that I am very certain about is that I am going to love being 32 and forever be 25! Hahahaha! There are still a lot of people who gets deceived by my real age. I feel good that the aura that they see in me is the younger version of my real age, LOL!
Yours truly at 25 forever
So as I excitedly and giddily prepare myself for another 25 years of my life, I am ready to take on the world, unafraid of the storm, heartaches and pain that may come my way. I believe in my heart and I know in my mind that I have loved, I am loved and my life is worth living.
One person that’s trending very strongly at the Search Engine Results Pages (SERPs) today is the genius, Steve Jobs. With his peaceful demise the other night, people can’t keep from sharing their thoughts about him with the untimely loss of his ingenuity. Most people around the world have offered their loving tribute for this brilliant man; an icon in his own realm, certainly one who had transformed the perception of similar industries. No doubt, this man has had an immense influence in mankind’s rapid and multi-faceted digitized communication.
Photocredits: http://www.gottabemobile.com
I’ve expressed my thoughts about the ingenuity of this man at my other blog, The Fool on the Hill. This time, I wish to share all the touching thoughts and tribute that Apple fans and non- Apple fans alike who have poured out their eulogies at PC Mag.
Here it goes:
“Three Apples changed the world: the one that Adam ate, the one that fell on Newton, and the one that Steve Jobs created.”
—Pradeep Kumar Mittapally
“Every so often, the stars align to create individuals that really impact the world in a uniquely special way. Steve Jobs was one such individual. I reflect on the joy of using Apple products that not only brought a lot of pleasure to my life, not to mention productivity, but also a sense of what all things on planet earth should be like. I write these few words on my MacBook Pro with my iPad attached and my iPhone 4 at my side. As I look at these products, I am reminded that only Apple could have brought these products to life: the simplicity of design, the elegant beauty, and the fact that the products simply work. Not to be forgotten is the greatest customer service of any company on the planet.”
—BeckleMic
“I can’t help but think of the contrast between Steve Jobs’ way of doing business and Wall Street’s. Jobs created new and useful products. Wall Street creates financial stacked decks. Jobs led with design and quality, supported by marketing. Wall Street and most U.S. consumer companies lead with marketing or finance and pit the engineers against the accountants—design and quality be damned. Jobs should be held up as a business ideal. No more ‘Of course you must have a good product, now let’s move on to finance and marketing.’ Harvard Business School, are you listening?”
—gtogto
“It’s difficult to imagine what our lives would have been without Steve Jobs’ innovations. In my opinion he was a great Innovator and a Passionate Maverick who revolutionized the technology industry through his breathtaking miraculous products. In simple words he was a pure GENIUS and a CREATOR.”
—Praveen Javehrani
“Steve Jobs changed my world. My first PowerBook 150 opened the whole Apple universe to me. My whole career has been Apple-focused, whether working for Apple Retail and showing people how easily they can do things on a Mac or iOS device, to user experience and usability, how to make other products as easy to use as Apple products. He set the bar high and showed everyone that it is possible to achieve wonderful things if you let yourself do it. I’m still learning from Steve.”
—Kim Hiland-Belding
“I salute to the Great Innovator and Creator of 21st century, Mr. Steve Jobs. You made the world think Differently and work Smartly. Thank you very much for giving us Apple!
The world will remember you for ever for what you did and gave.”
—Arun Singh
“Steve Jobs was the Ben Franklin of our time. He changed the world with his innovative genius. There are few places in our world that have not been improved by the technology he brought to market. RIP Steve Jobs—who will ever be able to replace you?”
—Denise Cargill
“I keep thinking of one oft-used word that hasn’t shown up yet in the tributes to Steve Jobs: maverick. If anyone deserved that title it was him. It was probably the title he would have been most proud of too.”
—Jim Eshleman
“Even us non-Apple fans have to admit that Jobs was one heck of a leader and a brilliant marketer, designer, engineer, and visionary. No one took tech to the masses quite like Apple in the last decade.”
—Catherine Blakeney
“I, like many, owe an awful lot to Steve Jobs. If it wasn’t for him, I probably wouldn’t even own my home. Bought my first Apple Mac 128 in 1984. Learned computer programming and eventually made a living programming on the Macintosh. Thank you.”
—Steve Breish
“He was part of my generation, part of my bringing up and then all the marvelous wonders he brought to market, and changed the way the world conducts communications, looks at computers and looks at technology… I mean, it hurts to see his passing, a passing of an icon of our age.”
—Chuck Linden
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He asked me to see the venue for myself and finally confirm our booking. 
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