It’s priced at around 3,200 pesos (can’t remember the exact amount though).

Nike + Sportband

Not bad for a sports watch that can keep track of your pace, distance, time, and calories burned. It’s water resistant too, so it can be worn in the rain or in the shower. Thus, perfect for running!

My dear husband told me to buy it, which made my heart skipped a beat. Haha! I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard knowing that we didn’t have extra money for it.

I was all perked up! I felt like a kid all over again.

Anyway, since we were getting ready to buy it, I started asking the saleslady how the Sportband works, how it tracks the pace and distance while running. Then, she told me the Sportband comes with a sensor (see the image below) that needs to be inserted in the sole of a Nike Plus-ready running shoe.

I was taken aback when I realized what it meant.

What?! I need to use it with Nike Plus running shoes in order for it to track accurately?! I’d rather buy new Steve Madden shoes than get another pair of running shoes!

I told the saleslady I already have a good pair of running shoes and they’re pretty new. But they’re not Nike. She said there’s a big possibility that the Sportband won’t work properly if used in a Non-Nike Plus shoe.

As we were leaving the store, I thanked the nice lady for her assistance.

I felt so heartbroken that day… I just couldn’t help it.

Then I realized that no matter how mature we think we are, little things such as this can still be so upsetting. Hehe.

He answered, “Kinurot po ako ni yaya sa school…kasi makulit po ako.” . Then he pointed to the bruises on his legs.

I was torn apart. I asked the nanny if it’s true, but she denied it. KINAGAT LANG DAW NG LANGGAM SI GREG! Ginawa pa akong tanga ng bruhang yaya.

I tried to be as calm as I could and went inside the room to wake up my husband. I burst into tears and narrated what I had just found out. I asked him to give the nanny her two-week salary and kick her out right away. When my husband confronted her, she admitted what she did.

“Oo kinurot ko sya! Makulit kasi sya sa school. Tayo ng tayo!” She said arrogantly.

I was shocked by her statement and couldn’t say a word. There wasn’t any sense of remorse in her voice. She left the house without an apology. And I felt so stupid for letting her get away with it. I knew in my heart that I should’ve at least said or done something to appease the pain she had caused my son. But I guess I was too hurt to say a word.

What gives a nanny the right to hurt the child she’s supposed to care about?! Tell me. :stubborn:

It’s been almost a week since we discovered that my son’s new nanny had been hurting him while my husband and I were at work. She’d been with us for only two weeks for crying out loud! She was my kumare’s niece, who happens to live infront of our house. So how could she have done such a thing? I couldn’t believe it.

On her first day, I already had a hunch that she didn’t like kids very much. That she just accepted the job because of the salary we offered. From the very start, I knew she wasn’t the kind of nanny that any parents would entrust their child with. That’s why I told my husband that I’d change my work schedule from graveyard to morning shift so I could observe her. I knew I couldn’t leave my son with her alone at night. And true enough, I saw how apathetic she was with my son each day. She would only attend to his needs whenever I told her to. She only cared about the household chores and once she’s done, she would just go to her room and lock herself up. She wouldn’t help me at all and most of the time, she slept earlier than my son did. Oh what a nanny!

For now, I have no plans of getting another nanny. I am still hurt and traumatized of what had happened. I am so scared. Greggy is now staying at his grandma’s house. It’s hard, but that’s only way to keep him safe.

Ngayong summer, kaliwa’t kanan ang team buildings…halos every week meron.

Most of the time ayoko sumama, pero minsan hindi ako makatanggi…
Kailangan kasing makisama…

Gusto ko ng maraming time sa anak ko lalo ngayon na nagsu-summer school sya…
Gusto ko ng maraming time sa pamilya ko…
Gusto kong dalawin ang Mama, Papa at mga kapatid ko sa Mandaluyong
Pero wala akong oras…
Minsan may oras nga, wala naman akong energy.

Mahal ko ang trabaho ko,
Gusto ko ang ginagawa ko
Pero minsan di ko parin maiwasan…
Sobrang nalulungkot talaga ako… :confused:

Tulad ngayon…
I need super powers…
Yung gaya ng kay Superman.
Saan ba nakakabili nun?

Minsan naisip ko, alin nga ba ang mas mahalaga?
Ang masarap na buhay dahil maraming pera?
O ang oras sa pamilya kahit sapat lang ang meron ka sa bulsa?
Nakakatakot ang mabuhay na sapat lang ang kinikita
Paano ko tutulungan ang mga magulang ko?
Paano makakapag-aral ang bunso kong kapatid sa kolehiyo?
Nakakaloka ‘yun di ba?

Pero minsan sa totoo lang, gusto ko ng sumuko… :stubborn:

I was doing some ad hoc tasks in the office when I overheard two of my officemates talking about Francis Magalona’s death.

“What?! Francis M. is dead? When? How come? I thought he just had a bone marrow transplant?! Oh my god, he’s too young and has 8 children!” I was totally shocked that I couldn’t stop talking.

I was told that he passed away at 12 noon yesterday. So apparently, I was the last person in the office to know about this heart-breaking news. They said it was announced at 12 noon on Eat Bulaga. So being the internet-junkie that I am, I searched for a video footage online.

And silently, tears started falling from my eyes while I was watching this video. This is really sad! You might wanna see this too.

I grew up singing the man’s songs. His love for his country was undeniably overflowing. The lyrics of his songs have always reminded me that I should always be proud that I am a Filipino no matter what happens. Kaleidoscope World, The Man from Manila and Mga Kababayan Ko are his songs that truly inspire not just me, but the many Filipinos across the nation. And oh! Who would ever forget about the love songs Cold Summer Nights and Hangga’t Yakap? I love those songs too! :hearty:

Anyway, I came across his blog (Francis Magalona.Multiply.Com) today and quoted below was his last post dated Jan. 14, 2009. The way he battled against cancer was admirable beyond words. I was really touched!

Good evening people. I am getting prepared for my 4th Chemotherapy cycle, and I will be admitted tonight at The Medical City. I will be doing some tests tomorrow, wish me luck. Friday I begin my 4th cycle which is a Hi-Dose kind, as will be taking 6 grams of Cytarabin™ a day every other day for 3 days.

I will be at the 14th floor of the TMC, as usual. I brought alot reading materials (bible included!) and dvds to keep me company while I do my treatment. I will be doing my radiation treatment by February and my PBSCT (Peripheral Blood Stem Cell Transplant) will be done by March.

I look forward to the pain as I know my journey is on full speed ahead. I will not be bold to say that without asking a favor from you all. PLEASE PRAY for me as I undergo treatment. Your prayers, as always, have sustained me. And am sure the Lord will listen to all our prayers. To His will I submit myself.

God bless you, my friend.

PS: I will be needing blood donors for blood and platelets. Please go to the lower ground floor of The Medical City and donate blood in my name. For platelets Apheresis you may go have yourself screened at the Phil. Nat’l Red Cross at the Pier in Manila. I am type O positive. Thank you again.

May he rest in peace… :sigh: I’m quite sure that through his songs, his legacy will remain forever. See you again, Kiko! Thank you for sharing your wonderful music with us!

The Master Rapper of the Philippines is now at peace with his Master. :7:

He also put up another website entitled Francis M.’s Happy Battle. Click here.

Trivia:

Have I seen him in person?

I was starstruck. I think we all were.
That’s Francis M.

Sometimes it makes me wonder why the rain shower always starts falling as soon as I get tired of waiting. And the very minute I try to catch it — it’s already gone. Then I’d be left with nothing but FAITH. Why doesn’t it fall when I’m there outside waiting to be drenched by it? Coz that’s what I am waiting for…just a little RAIN to keep me going.

So I guess I am always at the wrong place at the wrong time huh? Tough luck.

P.S: I almost made it. Almost.