Learn Filipino in 1 Minute

June 12th, 2007 by cbongga

I emailed this to my fellow Black Sheeps today, since I’m the only Filipino in the whole BBH flock worldwide……

Before Philippine Independence Day ends, why don’t you learn some Filipino words. It’s very simple. And you sound like a black sheep.

Bababa ba? Is he/she/it coming down?
Bababa It’s going down.
Baba So low.
Baba Chin (usually derrogatory for long chins)
Baba! Come down this instant!
Baba Downstairs
Ba! Wow!
Baaa?! Reaaaally ?! (skeptical)
Aba-ba-ba Well-well-well

Babay (goodbye),
Carol Carol_with_sheep

Hip hip hooray at Harvard

June 8th, 2007 by cbongga

My cousin Oskee in on the front page today of the Philippines’ biggest newspaper. Sosyal! The whole clan is proud of yet another achievement of the Barcelona family.

Filipino delivers Harvard Law graduation speech
By Volt Contreras, Philippine Daily Inquirer
Last updated 05:42am (Mla time) 06/08/2007

MANILA, Philippines — This year’s elite, multiracial class of Harvard law graduates may have found their best speaker in a young Filipino lawyer of Chinese descent, one obviously honed for the global stage but who hopes to pay back “the nameless farmers and fishermen” who partly paid for his studies.

Oscar Franklin Tan, 27, earned the rare honor of delivering the commencement address in behalf of some 700 American and foreign graduates of the Harvard Law School.

Adel Tamano, spokesperson of the Genuine Opposition ticket in the recent senatorial elections, served as commencement speaker at Harvard Law in 2005.

The 2005 law alumnus of the University of the Philippines pursued a master’s degree at the exalted academy in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Tan was to deliver the commencement address on June 7.

Tan is an associate at the Angara, Abello, Concepcion, Regala and Cruz law office. His father, Edmundo L. Tan, is a managing partner at the Tan Acut & Lopez law firm, while his mother, Dr. Jesusa Barcelona Tan, is a dermatologist.

His name was added to the growing list of Filipino legal luminaries who attended Harvard, some of whom went on to shape the country’s history. They include former Senators Jovito Salonga and Rene Saguisag; Sen. Juan Ponce Enrile, Representatives Teodoro “Teddy Boy” Locsin Jr. of Makati and Juan Edgardo “Sonny” Angara of Aurora, former Press Secretary Ricardo Puno, former Solicitor General Estelito Mendoza, former Environment Secretary Fulgencio Factoran, Ateneo Law Dean Cesar Villanueva, and Philippine Daily Inquirer columnist and former UP Law Dean Raul Pangalangan, and the latter’s wife Elizabeth Aguiling-Pangalangan.

Crossing cultural barriers

Tan said he apparently earned the distinction not by academic prowess alone. “I feel that I was selected to speak because I am able to touch base with all my classmates and cross all cultural barriers,” Tan said Thursday, in reply to e-mailed questions from the Philippine Daily Inquirer, parent company of INQUIRER.net.

“This does not just come naturally when one is in an international community. For example, some Europeans can be more aggressive and direct culturally, while some Asians can be less direct and be uncomfortable with their English capability.”

“I made it my priority to get to know each and every one of my interesting classmates, and let them know I was open to whatever they had to say. In this way, I was perceived as being able to best represent the class,” he said.

“For excellence alone is never enough,” he explained, a mind-set imprinted on him at Harvard where, unlike in Philippine law schools, the obsession over good grades and bar exam results are considered “juvenile” pursuits.

He recalled that awards were recently handed out to American law students at Harvard –not for academic achievements but for public service, like participation in legal aid programs.

Respect for leadership

“Students here respect not grades,” he said, but “leadership,” particularly in shaping the school journal, the Harvard Law Review.

US presidential contender Barack Obama, for instance, caught the attention of the national media way back when he became the first African-American president of the HLR.

Legal writing is one area where Tan left his biggest mark as a UP law student. He racked up 17 writing prizes, mainly for term papers and analyses of Supreme Court decisions.

He went on to chair the prestigious Philippine Law Journal.

‘Wine in the River’

In the draft of his speech sent to the Inquirer, Tan delved no more into stiff legal discourse but rather reveled in the cultural cornucopia that made up his Harvard batch, where up to 60 nationalities were represented. The speech partly read:

“A Saudi Arabian reminded me that you can fry eggs on a sidewalk in Riyadh. An Italian gave me tips on women because Italian men are the world’s greatest lovers, with the disclaimer that their style does not work on American women. A Malaysian was asked to explain the religious significance of the color of her hijab or headscarf. She would answer: It had to match her blouse.

“On New Year’s Eve, a Belarusian handed me a glass of vodka, but scolded me when I began to sip it. Sipping, he emphasized, was not the Slavic way. I shared a Frenchman’s champagne, a Peruvian’s pisco sour, a Costa Rican’s piña colada, a Brazilian’s caipirinha, a Mexican’s tequila and a Japanese’s sake.

“And apologies to the Germans, but I learned how even weak American beer enlivens an evening when you drink it with the Irish.”

‘Citizens of the world’

In a piece he titled “Like Wine in the River, Like Citizens of the World,” he asked rhetorically: “How do a mere 700 change the world, even with overpriced Harvard diplomas?”

He called on his classmates, the “future leaders” of their respective countries, “to transcend our individual nationalities and affirm that we are citizens of the world.”

For regardless of race, color or creed, he said, “our peers in faraway lands face the same frustrations, the same nation-building ordeals, the same sorrows and, ultimately, the same shared joys and triumphs.”

Describing himself as a witness to two Philippine people power revolts, Tan acknowledged among his classmates an Afghan lawyer chased out of his country by the Taliban and a Bhutanese princess who “wants to help shape her country’s constitution after her father-king voluntarily gave up absolute power.”

He also noted how his Chinese classmates have “come to grips” with the Tiananmen Square crackdown, and how an Iranian, upon meeting the speechwriter of US President George W. Bush, introduced himself by saying: “Hi! I’m from an Axis of Evil country.”

Securities Law

After Harvard, he hopes to build a career in Securities Law and Constitutional Law (the specializations he took up there), Tan said in the e-mailed interview, adding:

“I hope to be in a position to influence our economic institutions’ development, and I learned so much here about how American companies are policed and how investor rights are protected. So many people agitate for political change, but I feel that we also need highly technical people able to act as midwives for the legal institutions that underpin our economy.”

Filipinos have “a beautiful Constitution,” he said, which unfortunately remains barely appreciated or understood by the common citizen.

“For example, when the Jose Pidal scandal broke out, so-called legal experts questioned whether a ‘right to privacy’ existed in the media, even though this is taught to UP Law freshmen during their first week of class,” he said.

But underlying all these lofty plans — now all within his reach, thanks to his “overprized Harvard diploma” — is a rather humble mission for someone who got his headstart in law at a state university like UP.

“Our studies were paid for by nameless poor farmers and fishermen, and I hope to one day pay my dues,” Tan said.

Thelma and Louise in Beijing

June 6th, 2007 by cbongga

Nine Million Bicycles
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There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That’s a fact,
It’s a thing we can’t deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die.

We are twelve billion light years from the edge,
That’s a guess,
No-one can ever say it’s true
But I know that I will always be with you.

I’m warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don’t call me a liar,
Just believe everything that I say

There are six BILLION people in the world
More or less
and it makes me feel quite small
But you’re the one I love the most of all

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INTERLUDE
We’re high on the wire
With the world in our sight
And I’ll never tire,
Of the love that you give me every night

There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That’s a Fact,
it’s a thing we can’t deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die

And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die!

Katie Melua Lyrics
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Peter Pan finally grew up.

June 6th, 2007 by cbongga

I met Peter Pan two weeks ago. No kidding! I was in Taiwan two weeks ago and left my luggage with the hostel employee. I asked his name, he gave me a card in Chinese and said “Wo xing Pan” (I am Mr. Pan). He wrote down his English name since I can’t read Chinese: Peter. I asked, “You are Peter Pan?” He said yes. “Really? You are Peter Pan?!” He nodded, without a clue why I was grinning. Ironic still, he is the manager of the China Youth Corps. Haha.

Taiwanese people are the nicest! Nalaos ang Pinoy Hospitality. Walang sinabi ang Thais. Taiwanese people are the most helpful bunch. Strangers go out of their way to help you. It started in the plane, I was seated between two Taiwanese, Muriel and Martin, who drew maps and gave me tips on what buses to ride and how much taxis cost. Muriel even gave me financial advice (”Don’t make the same mistake as me. Save. Invest. Now!” and her number in case I need help in Taiwan.

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I also got a free art class. At the YMCA I saw cutesy clay characters made of a different kind of modelling clay. Just my luck, they have on-going classes! But it’s for 8 weekends and I only have one day. So I asked if I can please, please just observe. But the teacher is so nice, she even gave me materials so I can do it too! For free! The adult class was not on, so I attended the kiddie class where my classmates were 4-6 years old. I felt like Will Ferrel in “Elf”.

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I went to Taiwan to attend the wedding of my foster sister, Kelly. 14 years ago I stayed at their place for 3 weeks as an exchange student. She mentioned that the next time we’ll meet would probably at a wedding. I said, Noooooo. Then I got an email from her that she’s getting married. So I went. I was excited to meet her again but I wasn’t all that excited about Taiwan because, well, what is there to see in Taiwan? They have boring buildings and politicians who turn congress into a boxing ring. Plus it’s soooo much hassle to get a visa. I have to go to HK to get a visa application as there’s no Taiwan embassy nor consulate in China because, as my Shanghainese officemate said, “Oh course not. It’s not a country.”

But the taiwanese really made my trip worthwhile. Their being friendly and helpful should be highlighted by their tourism advertising. When I was in Hsin Chu City, I couldn’t find the night market and asked directions from restaurant staff by the door. They gave me the name of the place, the same place I’ve been circling around but see nothing but the food market. Then one took his scooter and said, “Wo zai ni qi” (I’ll bring you there.) The salespeople are also very nice, such contrast to Shanghai’s market where they curse you like crazy. They are also very genuine. When I tried on jeans and asked for other designs, the lady said “that’s all that can fit you. You lose weight first and come back.” haahahaha.

(Incidentally, the 2 jeans I bought which fit perfectly in Taiwan was sliding down my butt when I came back. Our taitai officemate Krystie gave this tip: Buy pants half a size smaller when abroad. For some reason, travelling or maybe flying makes us a bit bloated. So pants that feels a tad snug will fit perfectly when you get back. She’s spent her whole life travelling and shopping so I believe her.)

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While in Hsin Chu, I also went to the wet market and met the nicest couple who makes fresh lumpia skin. I’ve never seen the wrapper being made before so I was fascinated. I went back the morning before I left and Mr. Wang even taught me how to make the skin! He made it look so easy, but it was tough. After doing 5 totally useless wrappers I just helped him peel and stack the good ones. I bought half a kilo (since there’s none in shanghai) and he accepted my old taiwan money from 14 years ago. It’s useless now unless you change it in the bank, but he said it’s so old he’ll keep it as a remembrance. Then he gave me a pack of ground peanuts for the lumpia. Then he bought me lumpia so I can taste and see what’s inside so I can recreate in shanghai! Then, he bought me papaya shake. I was sooo embarrassed. I felt I had to give something in exchange but I have nothing. Then “Ting! Aha! May idea ako!” I got paper and drew them. Mr. Wang making his lumpia. And Mrs. Wang’s caricature posing like a beauty queen. They seemed happy. I was happy.

Shopping is fab in Hsin Chu. Shoes shoes and shoes galore! Shanghai, HK, Phils all sell China goods. But Taiwan sell Taiwan goods and they look different. And cheap. There are korean and japanese shops too that sell reasonably priced wares. I spent 3x my shopping budget. The street food in taiwan is fab but I didn’t get to try much coz i had to choose whether to use my money to eat or to shop. Of course I chose to shop! I just made do with my biscuits.

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Shopping was so good that during the day-long wedding I couldn’t get the shoes out of my head. And the morning before my flight I had to go back to the market and wait for the shoe shop to open. They had an apple green suede from Spain on sale (NT 5000++ to 2500) and a Japanese inverted high heel sandals used to stretch your calves (NT1380). They don’t accept USD nor RMB so I have to run to the bank to have it exchanged. Still, after bringing out all my NT dollars, I was short of NT200 and started to use charm to get me additional discount. They finally relented. And then, the owner said the hotel is so far, he even drove me back!

It wasn’t all that far, maybe 20min walk max. But apparently, taiwanese can’t walk. They drive scooters even if it’s a short distance. So they give me free rides. Cool! The bride was surprised I took rides from strangers, but it was daytime in busy streets and it feels right (like they would be insulted if i didn’t accept it). And if I’m uncomfy at any point I can easily hop out. She said in Hsin Chu everyone’s nice so it’s okay, but in Taipei people are less nice.

I disagree. The taipei people I’ve met are very nice too. Maybe I was lucky. But all I remember from my trip 14 years ago was that taiwanese people are super duper nice. And they reconfirmed it this time. This is definitely not the last time I’m visiting Taiwan.

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Reasons why Women find it hard to find the Man of their Dreams

May 7th, 2007 by cbongga

1.The nice men are ugly.

2.The handsome men are not nice.

3.The handsome and nice men are gay.

4.The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.

5.The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money

6.The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.

7. The handsome men without money are after our money.

8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don’t think we are beautiful enough.

9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards.

10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!

11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative.

NOW, WHO THE HELL UNDERSTANDS MEN?

“Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it’s our job, to stomp all over ‘em and keep ‘em in the dark till they mature into something you’d like to have dinner with.”

(note: I wish I wrote this but it’s just a forwarded email. It cracks me up. I can so relate. carol)

It was never meant to be

May 5th, 2007 by cbongga

I wrote a long blog before the “retirement planner” post. It was my 6th month evaluation of Shanghai. It was heartfelt . Now that the honeymoon period is over, I wrote in detail about a lot of things…. talking about the ups and downs in shanghai, talking about our new office, talking about how it’s not easy to produce work here and how frustrating it can be, talking about new friends… the best thing so far in shanghai. I wrote about a recent heartbreat and how low I was feeling and how it was affecting my spirit and my work. I wrote how I was coping and dealing with it in the best way I can.

I showed my dark side in that blog, the cliche scorpion in me that people rarely see. I was honest. Too honest, possibly. Too much show of emotion. And for some reason, when I checked my blog today, the post that I was sure was posted successfully, was nowhere to be found.

A higher being must be trying to protect me from myself.

Retirement Planner

April 30th, 2007 by cbongga

http://cgi.money.cnn.com/tools/retirementplanner/retirementplanner.jsp

I stumbled upon this retirement planner in CNNmoney where you list down your current salary and investments plan, your age, the age you want to retire, and the desired annual income after retirement. I typed down a conservative figure, and the age I want to retire (50), and after the software factored in inflation and all that… the chances of me retiring is …. 2%!!!!

WAPAIYA!

I didn’t even factor in a spouse or kids and holidays and expenses I would incur. Like buying a house and adult stuff like that. Even if I sell barbeque and lemonade outside our nice new office before and after work hours, and accept labada on weekends, I still won’t be able to make it. Apparently my measly money is not making money. Can somebody explain this ETF and mutual funds and money market and index and bonds and whathaveyous. I need financial advice. Desperately! Help!

What are you willing to give up?

March 27th, 2007 by cbongga

In Japan, schoolgirls sleep with men three times their age for money to buy designer bags, which they may not even like, but need to fit in. In Singapore, women live on bread and water just to get designer goods. If this article is to be believed, some taitais in HK get up to USD 1 million a year for shopping money, and turn a blind eye on their husband’s “extra-curricular” activities. (Sharon Cuneta once mentioned that everytime her mom catches her dad with a woman, she gets new jewerly at Christine’s, haha.)

I found it surprising that singaporeans spends an average of USD100 a month on designer goods (lang?!) and their HK counterparts twice that. I thought it would be more than that. A fake Balenciaga leather handbag costs a little less than USD100 already and a fake Birkin is close to USD300.

Apparently, Asia is a bigger market than the US for designer labels, even though some salespeople in Paris would look down on us and go as far as allowing them to buy only one piece in the store. (Mga tanga! Mga bobo!) And Asians would still queue up in the rain (mas tanga! Mas bobo!) They say the rising real estate prices may be a factor. Whereas before people would flaunt their homes, now they flaunt their bags. Women delaying marriage could be another factor. They live with their parents and have their salaries all to themselves. And while our mothers were married at our age, we remain single and have more disposable income.

I am guilty of shopping more than I’d want to. But I am not particular on designer brands. I buy it if it suits me, and if the quality is good. Designer label is just a plus pogi points. This month I told myself I’ll start saving more. Every month I tell myself that. It is easy to forget when you are in Shopaholic Central, Shanghai. I should act more like old rich Europeans and invest in real estate instead.

The magazine article never mentioned Filipinos. What we do to buy things we covet. Let’s make our own stats. Ikaw, what do you do to get what you really really want?

Iron Lady

March 9th, 2007 by cbongga

Your results:
You are Iron Man

























Iron Man
85%
Robin
79%
Wonder Woman
79%
Spider-Man
75%
Supergirl
74%
Superman
70%
Hulk
70%
Green Lantern
60%
Catwoman
45%
The Flash
35%
Batman
30%
Inventor. Businessman. Genius.


Click here to take the “Which Superhero are you?” quiz…

I’m the luckiest woman in the whole wide world.

March 9th, 2007 by cbongga

Do you ever have days when you cannot think of any more blessings God can give you on that very instant? You just feel life is good, better than you prayed for, and there is nothing more you can wish for?

Today is one of those days. I have days like this once in a while and when this feeling hits me, it implodes me with happiness and contentment. Sometimes I get scared this is the calm before the storm, like when you are so happy for no reason something’s bound to go wrong soon. The last time I remember this feeling, of thanking God for giving me so much blessings and to please continue to help me be happy, a few weeks later my boyfriend of over two years broke up with me. On hindsight, I guess God did answer my prayer. Haha. (Booming voice: “Happy ba kamo? Granted!”)

There is nothing special about today. I’m just home alone now with nothing to do. And loving it. This week has been crazy. I have been working til dawn since last week til monday including weekends; tuesday was our pitch day and, win or lose, everyone is proud of our work. Everyone was in high spirits, Johnny was hugging everyone, Arto can’t stop teasing Adrey, the new planner Phil is hilarious, I just had a relaxing two-hour massage & body scrub at Banyan Tree Spa. That night we partied til 2am and in a drunken moment told our excom Pete he can’t sing very well at karaoke! Hahahah! I didn’t even remember saying it but he reminded me in our Chinese class. You seldom get that frankness in China or HK (or maybe Asia in general), people are predisposed to say what they think would please you. But I’m the MuHao (Queen mother) of Tactlessness, second only to Kris Aquino, and say well-meaning comments like, “Noo you’re not fat, you’re just chubby.” (I guess that’s why I get along with Brits and confident, open-minded, non-pikon Pinoys like David Guerrero, Simon Welsh, Raoul Panes, Badong Abesamis, Marbee Go, etc.)

Back to the topic, Wednesday I had a car accident; thursday I made cheese spread then discovered City Supermarket where all the food we take for granted in our homeland (like tomato sauce, pasta, fresh herbs and McCormick spices) can be found; thursday night I got an impromptu invite from the Pinoy community to watch the artsy Pecha Kucha (this deserves another blog); friday I went to work and bought tickets to HK for next weekend, yay! Friday night I went window shopping with Chiewy, Kathy and Jackie then had a yummy dinner. I stayed up til 2am coz I wasn’t sleepy at all, then woke up realy late while Ayi cleaned my apartment (feels like Beauty in the Beast’s self-cleaning magic castle) then I cooked Spaghetti Meatballs (I just threw in everything I can find) with mini flowerettes Stelline pasta. I love my Ayi, I get to practice my Mandarin on her (no choice) and today I learned Touxie (Mandarin for slippers) and Awa (Shanghainese for “I”). “I thank you” in Shanghainese is “Awa Siyayano.” She taught me a few more words but I forgot already. I would give her candies, balloon twisitng and last week shared my lunch… and now she brings me sweets too! How sweet. Tonight I look forward to seeing Leah for dinner, wala lang.

There is nothing really spectacular that happened that makes a regular guy happy today. Maybe I was just counting my blessings. Maybe because I read a bit of The Purpose-driven Life this week and felt I have been living what he’s preaching (in my little way) anyway. Maybe because I had unexpected parties in the middle of the week. Maybe because Matt has been calling me everyday since the accident. Maybe the accident bumped the happy button of my brain, I don’t know. I just feel I’m the luckiest person in the world for having such a lovely family and extended family, great friends, the nicest colleagues, a fulfilling job, a sweet and funny guy, a fab time in le Hai, good health (no asthma here!), and a God who’s my friend. I have worked so hard for so long and things seem to be falling into place.

St. Therese’s prayer comes to mind: “Be content in knowing you are exactly where you are meant to be.”