Summer is here. Time to gather your friends, go on a trip, sip those cool shakes, get crazy. It’s also time for Behind the Rolling Chair’s Back to School Gift Giving Program.
Since it started, the program has benefited over 400 streetchildren and orphans yearly. This year, we are inviting you once again to help in this project:
There are many ways to help. Here are some:
Donate any amount. P350 will buy a complete set of school supplies for one child.
Donate school supplies.
Solicit donations from your contacts. Corporate sponsors are welcome.
Volunteer to help in the packing/repacking and in the preparations for the distributions.
Post this on social media and encourage others to donate.
Donate food for the volunteers and for the beneficiaries during the distribution.
Volunteer and join the distribution.
And yes, it’s also my birthday soon and I do not have the time and the energy to celebrate my birthday this year so I am inviting all my friends, relatives, and followers to celebrate my birthday by donating and participating in this Back to School Program.
If you’re interested in helping out you may contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org or contact Nap of Behind the Rolling Chair at +63947-8931988 (Smart), +63905-4314794, or +6382-2871316. Visit Behind the Rolling Chair’s blog at www.behindrollingchair.com for more details.
Like… recorded this on a whim and without notes or a script. Hence, the overuse and OA use of “like” throughout. I apologize.
Just a bit of background which might not really interest you at all. I recorded this because there was a blackout and for some reason my I lost all my good internet connection, as well. So I decided to record this thing so I can also process my thoughts and feelings. I don’t know what caused the spraying sound thing. Sarreh.
Today’s topics are all over the place. I talk about teleseryes on ABS-CBN, my desire to be a radio DJ, the rotating brownouts, the Asus ZenFone Zoom and the Asus ZenFone Max, and #SMARTSinulog.
I said in the podcast that I will do it “minimum” once a day. I meant “maximum” once a day. LOLZ! I did record two episodes right after another but I will only upload one episode at a time. And it will probably be uploaded past midnight coz wala lang.
“You seem embarrassed by loneliness, by being alone. It’s only a place to start.” -Irene, Sabrina (1995)
Two of the things that really made my 2015 remarkable were the SmartBro Trips I joined, one to La Union and another to Ilocos. I took the La Union Trip alone which was quite exciting. It was not my first trip alone but it was exciting to be going somewhere new with a group of strangers. I had an awesome experience with newfound friends. One thing though, I had crappy photos of myself. See proof above.
I was excited about the next tour, dubbed as Photoholic Ilocos. After all, Ilocos had a lot of places perfect for taking photos. Plus, I was traveling with friends.
Days before I was to leave for the Ilocos tour I was browsing through my social media feeds and saw some of my friends with beautiful shots in Ilocos. But most, if not all, of their shots were couple shots. This gave me an idea for our Photoholic Ilocos Tour, have couple shots alone.
Many days, weeks, and months ago, I suffered a betrayal that I thought I could never move past beyond. It cost me a lot of things… confidence in myself, trust in others, and “friends.” Every time I’d encounter a milestone or a reminder of that painful moment, I’d lose all my confidence once again, and paranoia and self-pity would set in. I have tried so hard to avoid those moments and to keep to myself, to hide my pain and sorrow only to be witnessed by me alone.
Today is one of those days. I fear that I will break down and wallow in self-pity. Once again, I want to just keep to myself and have my own pity party but I had made a promise. I will be there, I will face the reality of what had happened, of how my best laid plans had failed despite my earnest and sincere efforts.
I don’t know why I made the promise to be there but I did and I will fulfill it, not just for the people who stayed true and loyal to me but for myself. I have to do it for me. If I kept to myself and just nursed my pain and sorrow alone, it would not do me any good. Continue reading →