Staying or leaving

So after all that has been said and done, I'm still here.

I haven't done much writing though... wonder if it's my apathy kicking in...

Anyway...

Last week my manager approached me for the result of my annual review. What basically transpired from our discussion was what I was expecting all along. Well, too much of it anyway. He didn't say anything that I didn't already know. It was mostly a confirmation.

Secret and Confidentiality

Do you have secrets?

I believe everyone have secrets of their own. Things that they don't want others to know, or things that they would only let a select few know of. Secrets are common, though for the most part, people don't know because it's a secret.

Secrets, in one aspect, should be treated as a rite of passage to one person. Having one person tell you about their secrets in life means that they trust you enough with those secrets. To some, the secrets that other people hold are trivial - people they like, decisions they're pondering over. There are some secrets though, that are far more serious; in one sense, they can be considered skeletons in the closet.

On failure and success

I've had a bit of reading on failure and success. Being exposed to people with great success has probably made me aware of that fact.

When in transit yesterday I've thought of something that is related to failures and success. I know that this might not be an original. There might have been a quote like it before. But these are my own words.

With success comes the possibility of failure. A person who wants to remove the possibility of failure ultimately removes the possibility of success.  A person who is afraid to fail is afraid to succeed.

A response to a blog

A contact of mine wrote a blog on her "complaints" on the Philippine state after living in Japan for more than a year. I had a reply to her on that blog, but it was long I decided to post the reply as well.

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I guess comparing the lifestyle here and other countries cannot be helped. Even after three years, I still make comparisons - from the simple "escalator etiquette" to the "on-time trains" to the "defined bus stops". When I start to remember those seemingly insignificant differences (which ultimately add up to something big), I get somewhat disappointed and frustrated when I feel like I can't do anything about it.

Finally!

After months of having a student's permit, I finally have my own driver's license!

Now my car would get less quality time with our garage. And I'll probably get more "Could you drive here or there" drama. :P