tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92864372012-02-12T15:08:38.531+08:00the meanderings of a meandering mindJoyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-27245729884474844142008-11-07T20:21:00.003+08:002008-11-07T20:27:26.716+08:00

We won! We won! Hahaha. I am shouting on top of the world. Yes, Mustard won the Catholic Mass Media Awards as the Best Children's Magazine. Actually, the award night was last October 29 yet. But I had to go on vacation to Bohol the next day and it's been really hectic for me because of Kerygma Conference 2008 this November 29 and 30.But today, I want to just pause a little and say thank you to

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-36583985044949263692008-04-09T13:00:00.002+08:002008-04-09T13:13:31.620+08:00

We had a holiday last Monday, Apr 7, in honor of Araw ng Kagitingan which is really celebrated today (Apr 9). I don't agree with the government's doing that because I feel it makes the whole point of the celebration moot and does not make us better as a people culturally, but as a worker, that's to our advantage. Long weekend for us. For me, it was even longer. I had a training half-day of

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I've finished re-reading "Story of a Soul," the autobiography of St. Therese of Lisieux for my article for Kerygma July. (Free download of PDF file when you join Kerygma Family). After I read the book translated by John Beevers, I read another book on St. Therese. This one is by Kathryn Harrison and is titled "Saint Therese of Lisieux." St. Therese if my most favorite saint—man or woman. I

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-4202960086942391112008-03-31T12:40:00.004+08:002008-03-31T13:10:29.807+08:00

Holy Week 2008 was a great time for me. I stayed in Manila and participated in the activities at Don Bosco during the Holy Week celebrations. Manila is a quiet place during Holy Week emptied as it is by people going to their respective provinces or to go to the beach. So it's a good place to stay in to keep silent and to meditate. Though this year my roommates stayed on in Manila so it wasn't as

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-85134088422122279502008-03-13T12:08:00.003+08:002008-03-13T12:18:46.796+08:00

There was transportation strike two days ago. Bus and jeepney drivers were protesting against the multi-ticketing system in Manila. They get ticketed by MMDA (Metro Manila Development Authority) and then they get ticketed by the local police when they reach the outlying cities or places (like Rizal, Mandaluyong, etc). So they demanded that there be only one ticketing system. I understand their

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-61776904485856295782008-03-01T22:59:00.004+08:002008-03-01T23:21:15.046+08:00

I have been intently facing my laptop for the past days. Any time that I have, I've been online reading and studying internet marketing. It's a pretty exciting time for me. I have a lot to learn but I'm learning slowly and I'm so happy I joined Wealthy Affiliate. I can't even remember now how I got to learn about the program. I have been searching, buying(!)ebooks, building websites (would you

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-43377019965723001892008-02-25T23:38:00.003+08:002008-02-26T00:03:24.399+08:00

It's the evening of February 25 and once again, the Philippines commemorated the first Edsa Revolution. I was still in high school when the 1986 revolt happened though I was able to join Edsa 2 and was even part of the people who cordoned off a certain part of the stage in Edsa. GMA was there being interviewed on one side, Bong Revilla came with his barangay-load of guards, and many other

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The lower half of my pants are wet after lashing rain and wading through a bit of flood near our place. I'm learning how true it is that the Pasong Tamo area floods during rainy season. But this is all good, all good. We've been having summer even in August. Some places have been declared in a state of calamity because there has been no rain. The rice fields have dried up and cracked, effectively

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-31261795630708692892007-07-11T10:43:00.001+08:002007-07-11T10:43:08.168+08:00

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Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-66064397646145063512007-06-20T20:11:00.000+08:002007-06-22T13:42:11.870+08:00

I got sick two weekends in a row. I thought it was a flu the first weekend. You know, feverish, cough and colds. But I also had diarrhea to go with it. It was a bit weird but Bob said diarrhea is a natural companion of flu. Good thing June 11, a Monday was a holiday so I didn't have to go on sick leave. The next day, I still had to go on leave just to make sure I don't force myself and get worse

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-61360663277011770912007-06-08T20:52:00.001+08:002007-06-08T21:16:21.382+08:00

I've been wanting to write about grace for weeks now. But I've gotten so busy with work lately I've only had enough time to go home and sleep after working overtime. It's been really busy at work, what with all the devotional sets we're trying to finish and the three monthly magazines that must come out on time, plus a new book by Bo I'm trying to coordinate, and old books for reprint. Last week,

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-72113124552581730412007-05-24T19:15:00.000+08:002007-05-24T19:38:18.800+08:00

I remember my younger years. My contact with God was yawning my way through a sermon. And wearing a rosary ring. I didn't actually pray the rosary but I wore that ring. Maybe it was superstitious of me, but I valued that ring, which I wore in my right forefinger. Then, one day, I watched a Sharon Cuneta and Robin Padilla movie--don't ask me what coz I forgot. But I found Robin so funny that I

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-35476064675619040012007-05-23T21:01:00.000+08:002007-05-23T21:25:16.420+08:00

In the world we live now, so-called modern, advanced, where everything seems to be reachable and attainable, God seems an outmoded idea. The mention of Him seems to mock at man's purported capacities, to make us seem small and incapable. It's no wonder that to speak of dependence on God would make one look backward, anti-modern and uncool. Well, before I had my conversion experience, I felt a bit

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-49968931401271928612007-05-21T21:08:00.001+08:002007-05-21T21:36:47.955+08:00

It is easy to say "I will give the benefit of the doubt," but when push comes to shove, that can be very difficult especially when you really feel you are right and the other is wrong. The operative word here is feel. It doesn't mean that just because you feel it that you're necessarily right. It doesn't mean that I feel I'm right that I'm actually really right.I had to learn that there is an

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-77453229799801226162007-05-19T21:16:00.001+08:002007-05-19T23:32:36.991+08:00

Trying to live daily as a Christian in our fast-paced, tense and busy world can be a challenge. What principles can we try to live out?I was working late. Trying to catch the train which ends its run at 10pm, I hurried to wait for a jeep. The jeep passed by while I was too far to call out. After waiting a while, I decided to find a bus to ride to be able to catch the MRT. I told the bus conductor

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-30643753173603314052007-05-15T14:34:00.000+08:002007-05-15T14:40:26.657+08:00

    These are some of the pictures during our company outing last May 11 and 12 in Iba, Zambales. I didn't like the place where we stayed; I felt my skin crawl. No, not the supernatural kind. That's how I feel when I don't think the place is particularly clean. The sand though was fine. It wasn't white as I'm used to in Bohol but it was fine and clean. And then we had a chance to snorkel at this

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-6181811114693747982007-05-09T21:22:00.000+08:002007-05-09T21:46:25.766+08:00

Okay, okay. I admit it: I'm a UK lover. Yeah, the kind where you scramble clothes around and haggle with the salesgirl so you get the item cheap--even if it's actually already cheap. It's called ukay-ukay. It's our version of a rummage sale. The most famous of these ukay-ukay sites is Baguio. Yes, I've been there, too. Because ukay-ukay in Baguio is an accepted, and in fact, a must-do activity

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1159510762074853622006-09-29T13:16:00.000+08:002006-09-29T14:19:22.116+08:00

It was dark and windy when I woke up yesterday morning. My aunt asked if I'd be working that day (she didn't have that worry bec she'd been on sick leave for days already). I said I hope we won't have office but I wouldn't ask since we're already late for an issue and we're rushing to finish it. Praise God, just a few minutes and our editorial assistant, Angie, texted me to tell me there was no

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1157982452717073842006-09-11T20:54:00.000+08:002006-09-11T21:47:32.786+08:00

What's wrong with these two sentences?"Sharon Cuneta. Nora Aunor. Vilma Santos. Maricel Soprano." "Mr. He Xieng answered. But Mr. He was rebuffed by the police."Nothing's wrong with the second; the first one's obvious.Nowadays, these are the "dilemmas" that I face. I've been working for almost two weeks now at Shepherd's Voice Publication as proofreader. I've been writing for them on a freelance

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1156223764569925382006-08-22T12:40:00.000+08:002006-08-22T13:18:30.433+08:00

Filipinos are well known for having extended families. Recently, my brother Jojo (who lives in California) told my cousin Honey (who lives in Oregon), that they'll visit them. They were going to Portland for a conference so they decided to come earlier so they can see Honey and her family. Honey is Filipino so it won't be a surprise if she invited Jojo, Brenda and their two boys to sleep in their

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1155888310614718612006-08-18T15:40:00.000+08:002006-08-18T16:05:10.626+08:00

I hope I never grow too old. Sounds like Peter Pan has a relative here but there must be a truism on why Peter Pan can fly and his not wanting to grow up. Many people seem to equate being mature with being grounded on reality that it's no wonder people cannot fly. You look at faces in crowds and you know they are so much into reality -- along with the furrowed look and the scowl. If that's what I

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1155799662440221942006-08-17T14:53:00.000+08:002006-08-17T15:35:38.570+08:00

If people welcomes a newcomer to a new place by providing the best that they can offer, I thought of my entrance to Mindoro in a similar way by the Lord. There's only Asian Spirit available aircraft carrier going there so I had some apprehensions. In Bohol, they say you leave an Asian if you ride the Asian Spirit, and you arrive a spirit. And the plane we rode in needed repainting too. But when I

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1155539197016229352006-08-14T14:36:00.000+08:002006-08-17T14:53:10.706+08:00

For a long time, this has been my public private spot on the internet. I could write here and it didn't really matter if anyone reads what I write. My life has turned a new direction once again that I thought of writing here so I need not write individually to my friends and family to update them on what's happening to me. It helps that blogging has a space for comment or reaction so you're

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1137770073055167442006-01-20T22:47:00.000+08:002006-01-20T23:14:33.236+08:00

I think it's a very interesting sociological phenomenon that the Philippines is holding its breath during these few days for Manny Pacquiao. And I can understand. I mean, you have all the men united -- and talking. They're not just appearing bored or drunk, or bearing up with what's happening. They are animatedly talking. In fact, they are actually lining up and betting. But then, it's not only

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1137715249743075492006-01-20T07:40:00.000+08:002006-01-20T08:00:49.760+08:00

I read about an interesting site from my Google Peyups Samahan and checked the link. Coconuter's blog site is refreshing mainly because, for all the bad rep the Philippines continues to receive, this guy wants to return here from the US and live in a place where others have been falling all over themselves to leave. I think I love the guy. I wish there were more Filipinos like him. I know, I know

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1137513100228932832006-01-17T23:28:00.000+08:002006-01-18T08:16:00.493+08:00

If not for juicyfruiter, I wouldn't be writing this blog. I have totally forgotten this site. My life has changed in the past few months and this one little writing spot was just one of many that I litter my life with that I totally forgot this one. But this is cool too. I'd like to recall something today. I was walking past the city park at just barely past 6 pm. It was a cool evening and just a

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1116671217935618402005-05-21T17:54:00.000+08:002005-05-21T18:26:57.940+08:00

the day is done and it's still pretty hot in this part of the world even if the weather forecast says rain and thunderstorm. Inner Beauty Conference is done. I don't know how many attended but probably on the 300 pax area. I had to man the house this morning so i wasn't able to listen in to the morning session. i was disappointed because i really wanted to listen to the talk on When Your Heart

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1116597331300513782005-05-20T21:44:00.000+08:002005-05-20T21:57:24.606+08:00

i have quite a number of topic to write here now that i'm in a blog binge. like for example, why i'm doing now what i'm doing when i could be doing something else? second, is what i should be doing really what i should be doing? third, i think i'm going crazy and it's driving me nuts. fourth, should there be a reason for blogging at all? fifth, there should be i think: something to do with the

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1116586662848914072005-05-20T18:36:00.000+08:002005-05-20T20:53:09.480+08:00

hey, i'm really enjoying this. i re-read the previous articles i wrote here. i don't even remember the details! now i know what a blog is. it's to remind you what happened to you. oh, so what did happen to me today? i don't want to discuss it! okay, okay. i think, in the most secret part of me, i really want to write it here so i can vent myself or at least think about it, but i don't want to

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1116585145462083442005-05-20T18:19:00.000+08:002005-05-20T18:32:25.466+08:00

man, it's been a long while. I seldom come here myself. but this comes in handy from time to time when the urge to write comes and my diary's not nearby. besides, no one else reads this so it's also like writing in my diary. hahaha, i remember kiddo wanting to know my blog address. no way, jose. i like the anonymity of it all. but writing is so self-centered. i remember reading somewhere that it

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1101897269706088962004-12-02T10:20:00.000+08:002004-12-01T18:34:29.706+08:00

My greatest pain at the moment is that Papa and Mama find it difficult to accept that I cannot be with them at a moment's notice because of my service. They would text me to go visit them now and bring this item. Even go with them tomorrow. The difficult thing for me is that I do love them and Mama is just recovering from her surgery that a part of me really wishes to be there with them to help.

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1101205924511785422004-11-27T14:45:00.000+08:002004-11-26T22:43:51.323+08:00

"Thank You, Jesus. Thank You, Jesus. Thank You, Jesus." My mother had just undergone cancer surgery. I really wanted to go but because of my other commitments, I couldn't. It was tearing my heart. I understood the situation but still, it was painful not to be there for the people I love especially since it was only Mama and Papa there. (I only have one brother and he lives outside the country).

Joyce Sosobannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9286437.post-1101185414714443032004-11-23T12:30:00.000+08:002004-11-23T12:50:14.716+08:00

Meanderings...you know how the mind goes here and there like a man unsure where he wants to go? Or, a lady walking, quite happy with her world? She may pause for a moment to pick up a flower. Or look up at the blue sky and give a smile of contentment after... According to Webster, "meander" is "1) to follow a winding course, flowing slowly and gently 2) to wander in a leisurely way." These

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