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                    <description>What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe?</description> 
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                    <title>A Year of a Good Start</title> 
                    <link>http://erlich78.tigblog.org/post/347605</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[I have been living in Japan for a year now. I can't  notice the passing of time, because I don't have idle time.  I am always on the go, following the rapid rush of Japan.<br />
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I have already adjusted to the culture and way of living in Japan. I can understand and speak the language already but not as good as a native speaker, of course.  It will take a long time to master the Japanese language.  <br />
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We had separated from my husband's parents  and moved to an apartment in the city. I learned to take care of household matters and my husband.<br />
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I had been to some places in Japan, all by myself while carrying a map and trying hard to read Kanji characters.  I had been lost to some places but managed to find the way home.  <br />
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I have joined an organization and found my talent appreciated. <br />
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When I first came to Japan, the thing that struck me the most was the Japanese fashion.  Everytime I was out on the street, watching the people,  I felt amazed of their taste of fashion.  They are very creative and confident to dressed up themselves according to their mood or personality.  It seems like there is always fashion show on the streets and other public places.  That's why I made up my mind to follow their fashion sense otherwise I will be considered behind the times.  I went shopping and chose the dresses and accessories that I think best suit me and here I am, dressed like one of them.  Some Filipinos whom I met, told me that they couldn't recognize me as a Filipino.<br />
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I had gone to some job interviews and fortunately I got a job recently as an office staff in an English School and a language teacher in an international language school.  In my free time, I also have online job and I still attend Japanese class.<br />
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I have to keep going, there are still more years to face for challenge and learning.<br />
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					<pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 04:04:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Life in a Foreign Land</title> 
                    <link>http://erlich78.tigblog.org/post/347229</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[When you decided to live in a foreign land for good, you understood that you have to learn its language and culture. You knew that homesickness will surely linger in your lonesome moment．You had feared of what will be your life in that land. You were worried to be alone and forsaken by your only companion whom you depend so much. You had no idea how the people will treat you. You were not confident if you could adjust with the new atmosphere. However, you managed to pretend to become strong and held on to your decision.<br />
When you first stepped on Japan’s ground, you felt a mix of excitement and fear. Excitement for doing new things and fear of being treated as an alien. At first, you have been introduced to many acquaintances, brought to many beautiful places and exposed to cultures and traditions of Japan. Then, you have tried to accept the new environment and system and acted as if everyday is a normal day. You have tried to acquire a job not related to your field and felt disappointed because you were not accepted. You have decided to learn the language and culture seriously because it is a must. You have restrained yourself from doing things that will disappoint other people. You have behaved as if you were a saint because you don’t want others to criticize you and give impression that all people from your country are same as you. You have told them your own culture, food, language, etc. but they just simply said they are all strange. You tried to be friendly to anybody, but you couldn’t find real friendship. You were once treated unjustly because you are an alien.<br />
There were moments that you felt alone and disappointed of the things that were happening to you. You realized that you lost your career and felt unfruitful in this land. You believed that you haven’t done what you ought to do because there were barriers. <br />
However, there were more happy moments than sadness, because your companion, who gives you inspiration to hang on, doesn’t forsake you. This land is fertile so you have to keep in mind that there will come a time that you will become fruitful. <br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 10:27:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>New Year's Pigeon-Toed Walk in a Kimono</title> 
                    <link>http://erlich78.tigblog.org/post/347227</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Since the time I know my husband, it had been my desire to wear a kimono.  I would like to know the feeling of wearing a kimono.  <br />
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Fortunately, last New Year my mother-in-law gave me a kimono. After we ate ‘osechi ryori’ or festive food which is served every New Year she helped me wear the kimono.  It was not easy to put on kimono, because it has many layers and accessories. It was a full-length garment, T-shaped, straight-lined robes that fell to the ankle, with collars and full-length sleeves.<br />
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According to what I learned about kimono, on special occasions unmarried women wear kimonos with extremely long sleeves that extend almost to the floor. The robe is wrapped around the body, always with the left side over the right. It is only wrapped with the right side over the left when dressing the deceased for burial and secured by a wide belt (obi) tied in the back. Kimonos are generally worn with traditional footwear (especially geta, thonged wood-platform footwear; and zori, a type of thong-like footwear) and split-toe socks (tabi).<br />
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The belt was so tight and wide that it pressed my flab.  The lower part of the dress was a little bit tight too.  Even so, I managed to wear it for 2 hours. We walked down the road to a ‘Jinja’ or Shrine while I was pigeon-toeing. I was often left out by them while walking because I couldn’t walk in my normal way of walking.  When we got to the shrine, I saw only few people wearing a kimono. But I was pleased to wear the traditional clothes of Japanese. <br />
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Even though, I am a Christian, I respect the Buddism beliefs and traditions.  I paid respect to the shrines by washing my hand and mouth before entering.  Then, in the evening my husband’s nieces arrived and we gave them ‘otoshidama’, money given as a gift at the New Year.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 10:25:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Japanese Spirit of Respect and Service</title> 
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The progress of one’s country depends on its culture.  In my 7 months of stay in Japan, I have already witnessed some of its culture.  I could say they have very impressive culture.  I will mention some of it in the following:<br />
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Business:<br />
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In business, when Japanese meet for the first time in business meeting, they usually give each other a ‘meishi’ or business card.  The card tells your name, your job title, the organization you work for, your address and telephone, etc.  By looking at the card one can know who will use more polite words.  Do not put it in your bag or keep it as soon as you received it, and if there is table you have to put it on the table in front of you.   <br />
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After work, they usually say “Utsokarisamadeshita”, and bow to each other many times.   While I was at the train station, I happened to see a group of people who bow many times, before parting.  “Why is it that there bow seemed like endless? Once is enough. They are overdoing it.”  I told my husband.  He replied, “You cannot understand Japanese spirit”.<br />
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Japanese bow when they say "Thank you", "Sorry", "Hello", "Good bye", "Congratulations", "Excuse me", "Good Morning", "Good night", , etc. To bow to an older person or with higher position in the society, is to bend longer and deeper.  Men usually bow with their hands on their side, while women bow with their hands touched in front of their thighs.  The left hand must cover the right hand which signifies humbleness. In Western countries, they used to shake hands to greet people but Japanese feel uncomfortable of physical contact so they just bow their head instead.<br />
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The services in private or public offices are really satisfying.  The employees behave very refined and friendly.  Probably because of competition every employee are trained to behave the best.  <br />
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In parties or meetings, Japanese usually pour drinks for each other. They cannot leave each other’s glass empty unless one says, “Iie, kekko desu!”  But traditionally, women are supposed to be the one who should pour drinks to men.  <br />
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Home:<br />
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When you visit somebody’s house, you have to say “Ojamashimasu” which means “I am here to disturb you”.  At the entrance of the house which is called ‘genkan’, there is step and you have to take off your shoes before stepping up.  After you take off your shoes, the resident of that house will then turn your shoes facing the door, so that when you leave the house it is ready for wearing.  It is their way of service to the visitor.  When you leave the house, you should say “Ojamashimashita” which means “I have disturbed you”.<br />
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Language<br />
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While I am learning the Japanese language, I noticed that they have polite reference to many things.  They add ‘O’ or ‘Go’ in the beginning of the word, such as ‘Osara’, means plate, ‘Oshuyu’ means soy sauce, Gokyoudai, refers to somebody’s sibling, ‘Goshujin’ refers to somebody’s husband, and more.  I realized even small things in the house they have polite reference for it.<br />
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Transportation:<br />
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In a train or bus, elder people, pregnant woman and handicapped are given the priority to have a seat.  If you are sitting and some old people are standing everybody will stare at you.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 10:20:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>It's Going to be Alright</title> 
                    <link>http://erlich78.tigblog.org/post/69433</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Nov. 20, 2006<br />
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It was a cloudy and cold morning. I went to hospital with Ken and his mother for check up for some unusual conditions that I feel in my body. We filled up forms and proceeded to the rooms for check up. Since I have three different areas of concern to be check up, we have to go to different rooms.  While we were going to escalator I felt nervous and so I hold to my mother-in law's arm, because I treat her as my real mother.  I was touched when I hold to her, I felt my mother is with me. While I hold to her, she said "It's going to be all right!"  When we arrive the second floor, we sit and waited that my name be called.  While we were waiting I realized Otosan, my father-in-law, were left in the house and nobody will cook lunch for him.  I heard that the check up will take long time, so we decided to let Okasan, my mother-in-law, go back home.  Ken and I had our lunch in the nearest restaurant and after that we went back to hospital again.  Then at last, my name was called and I was being checked up.  I went through several check ups and apparatus. One of the apparatus I encountered made me cry, it really hurt me so much.  It was kind of X-ray for breast, I don't know the technical name, maybe Mammogram.  It was the worst experience I ever had.  Imagine, my breast being pressed side by side, it was to painful.  After it was done, I told my husband, "It's better to die, than to suffer like this."  But he responded  "It is just temporary pain, it is better than you die."  I told him that kind of statement because I thought that what if they found out that I have a cancer, it means I have to get into these painful experience again.  Thanks God, I was relieved when I heard the result is negative.  The two concerns in my health were no need to be worried about but the third one made me disturbed.  The doctor told us that we have to be back after two weeks because they have to examine it throughly.   When we were in the car going home, I was quiet and I can't think of anything but my health.  My husband kissed me because he noticed I was not ok, it's his way to comfort me.  <br />
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I need to have a strong faith, strong spirit so that I can overcome this kind of trial in life.  Sometimes when I get into problems I almost give up but I manage to control my depression and tried to fight.  And now,  what I have to do is to think positively, I should believe to okasan that it's all going to be alright.  Things will turn to happiness again.  I believe in God, he won't forsake me.<br />
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					<pubDate>Thu, 23 Nov 2006 01:57:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Fourth Day in Nippon</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[It is autumn here in Nippon and it is too cold specially in the morning. I have been using thick blanket when sleeping since  I got  here.  <br />
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My husband and I went to church today.  The mass was done in  japanese language that is why  I couldn't understand the gospel.  However, I realized that the sequence of mass is almost the same in the Philippines.  There were only two things that are different with the mass in the Philippines, such as, they doesn't kneel and they doesn't hold hands while praying the "Our Father".  We were introduced to the priest by one of the officer of the church.  The priest told us that there is a Filipino priest in Yamato.  <br />
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In the afternoon, Ken and I, together with his parents went to the hospital where my husband's grandmother stayed.  I felt dizzy after one hour of travel from  their house up to the hospital.  When we arrived at the hospital, I felt the cold weather in that place.  Ken took pictures of us.  I met his grandmother for the first time.  I greeted her in japanese.  She told me that I look like her granddaughter who are the same age with me.  I was glad to meet her, despite her age, 93 years old, she was still smart.  We returned home then my mother-in-law and I cooked dinner.  Her mother taught me how to cook japanese food. <br />
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 I am pleased  to be part of this family.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 10:21:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Here I am Nippon</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I took up Japanese class in Manila and stayed in a dormitory. When it was finished II expected that my husband will  be back  a  week later but I got  a text from him that he couldn't make it that week because he did not get  the papers yet from immigration in Japan.  He can't come back  to the Philippines until he got that paper.  I was so disappointed because I really missed my husband and I realized that we have been separeted for four months already.  So, I decided to go back to our province while I waited  for him.  I prayed hard that he'll come soon.  After a week of waiting I was so worried, so our family prayed together at that night asking for that favor.  The next morning I received a  text from Ken that he will come soon because he got the papers already.  I was so happy at that time, I was so thankful of the goodness of God.  <br />
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I went to Manila to meet my husband  and we stayed in a hotel.  When I saw him for the first time after we were separated for 4 months I  felt he's a stranger again.  But I  got over that feeling after we caressed each other. The next day we went to the embassy and submit documents.  Next day we took up an examination for TOEIC.  The next day we received the result and it was a good result.  We went back to our province to have our 'despededa party'.  Almost 200 guests attended  the party, most of them were my relatives.   Then on that midnight, tatay and nanay,Uncle Cesar, Auntie Dorie kuya and ate, jojo went with us to the pier because we will go to Cabanbanan, Romblon,Romblon. We cried because we will be apart in a long period of time, from Romblon we will go directly to Manila then fly to Japan. Ken had his scuba diving together with a diving instructor in Romblon.  After two days we return to Manila. Fortunately, we had a time to pass Odiongan, Romblon our town, before going back to Manila.  When we were in Manila we met Ms. Balse and Mr. Maehara, JICA officers, in a Japanese Restaurant.   Our flight was 8:20 in the morning.  We arrived Narita Airport at 1:20 pm (Japan time).  I was so happy to see Japan and to be together with my husband.  When we arrived his parent's house, we were so tired because of three hours travel from the airport.  His parents welcomed us.  They were very kind to me. His mother prepared a food similar to Filipino food and  I was so full. <br />
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I realized that Japan is really a clean and a beautiful country.  I hope my stay here will be better than Philippines. I hope I can make use of my talents and abilities to land a good job.<br />
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					<pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 10:15:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Tying up the Red String</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I woke up early in the morning of May 26, 2006. In spite of lack of sleep I greeted the morning with a smile. I took shower, and made ready for the setting of my hair while my parents, and my brother and his  family went to the restaurant to have their breakfast. They ate breakfast with Ken and his parents, brother and aunt.  Ken requested the hotel service to bring breakfast to my room. <br />
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At first, I did not like the hair setting that the make up artist did, so I told her what I want for my hair.  And she did it fine for the second time. My bride's maids, flower girls and others who were part of the bridal entourage arrived in the hotel, so the make up artist and her two assistants started to put on make up to them, while I ate my breakfast.  When they were already finished putting make up on them, we went to our suite room, where Ken was waiting with the photographer and videographer. While we were in the elevator, I met my husband's friend and his wife, I noticed they seemed surprised because I was not yet ready, I was just wearing a shirt and jeans. When we got to the suite room, they were all set.  They took pictures and videos and the make artist helped me wear my gown. After some poses we went down the lobby and the photgrapher took more pictures. I went to the church with my parents, and Ken beside me on a mercedes benz. We arrived a little late at the church because of the traffic. When I was walking the aisle, I can't explain the feeling.  It seemed like I was a superstar, the happiest woman on earth. I smiled to every guest that I passed as I was walking, I want to tell them how happy I was.  The ceremony started and ended fine. Our photographer and my cousin, who is a photographer, took pictures of us and our family, friends and relatives. Our guests got  on our service bus until the reception and we had great fun there.  We did some of the wedding traditions done in the reception. My brother, my father, my uncle Cesar and Ken's mother gave a message to us. We were also given a chance to render our speech. We thank the guest which were mostly friends and close relatives. I cried while I was making my speech because I was thinking of the fact that I will be separated with my parents soon. However, I thank God for this day of our life that He finally tied our red string.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 06:12:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Picture of Imagination</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Sometime in my life, out of imagination I edited my picture. I used a Japanese house as background.  It did not come to my mind that it will become a reality someday. I was wearing a yukata which I borrowed from a japanese volunteer just for the purpose of picture taking. ]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 06:02:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Red String of Destiny: A Love Story</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[When Ken and Jen were born God put a red string of destiny in their little fingers to bring them together someday. This string is extremely long because of the distance between Japan and Philippines but God is so powerful to find ways to make them meet each other. Ken worked as a volunteer in the Philippines and assigned in Romblon State College, Odiongan, Romblon where Jen is working as an instructor teaching computer subjects.  At first sight Ken was attracted to Jen, but he thought she has boyfriend already. Until one day one of his co-workers mentioned that Jen is unattached, she has no boyfriend. Ken asked Jen to teach him Tagalog and Jen did not refuse him.  As they were doing Tagalog tutorial in Jen’s house, their feelings to each other developed into love.  Ken courted Jen and their co-workers were always teasing them. After long years of waiting and preparation for their meeting God made a perfect date and place for them, that was in October 6, 2004 in a restaurant, Jen accepted the love that Ken offered. At that time, they feel an unfathomable feeling in their hearts that they were longing for many years and their happiness seemed endless. From then on, the string becomes short and brings them closer and makes them hold hands through triumph and tears.<br />
So, they decided to unite their lives so that the red string that link them to their destiny will be kept strong. They promised to themselves that the string will never break despite of times and trials. In September 3, 2005, Ken and Jen asked the blessings of their parents for their wedding plans. And the wedding plans become a reality in May 26, 2006.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 05:34:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Family, Relatives and Friends Support</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I brought my family for shopping the other day. Thursday morning, "ate", "nanay" and I went to the parlor then after that we returned home and packed our things. My family went to Diamond Hotel with Ken.  There were already reserved rooms for my parents, my brother's family and executive suite room for our honeymoon.  While they were enjoying the cozy room, Ken and I went to Frendy Hotel where we met my uncle Cesar,and his family. Ken brought us to the room that he reserved for them.  My uncle was very happy and pleased with the comfortable room where they will stay.  After making them used with the facilies of the hotel, we left them and went to Pavilion Hotel where we met Ken's friend and his wife. Ken introduced me to them and I greeted them.  I was pleased with his friends because they were such a good friend who really come all the way from Japan. After we talk, we left and returned to Diamond Hotel with my uncle Cesar's family.  Everybody was so happy at that time, they were enjoying the hotel's ambiance.  Because most of them were first time to stay in a five star hotel, they were really amazed.  While they took pictures, it seemed like they forgot the things left in the province.  From the hotel's window, we overviewed the Manila Bay and the vehicles which becomes like a toy from the 21st floor.  At 7:00 o'clock in the evening our coordinator arrived and showed us some finalized lists of items.  When we were done, everybody went to Robinson's Place and ate at a fine-dining Filipino Restaurant. We returned to the hotel and took a rest. After few minutes, a delivery boy arrived and handed me the bouquet and flowers for the entourage.  <br />
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While we were sleeping, a knock awakened me. When I opened the door it was my make up artist and her assistant. She asked me if she can stay in the hotel so that she can set my hair early in the morning, otherwise, she will be late tomorrow from Novaliches. So I allowed them.  Then, I returned to sleep again and after a little nap, Ken called me on the telephone. He told me that we have to go down the lobby to meet his parents, brother and Aunt. When we arrived at the lobby they were not yet there, so we waited a little longer and finally we saw them approaching. Ken introduced me and I did "Mano" and greeted them.  We went with them in their room and left after they were settled. Ken told me that they will go to our room in few minutes to give some gifts for us. I returned to bed while waiting them,then I heard a knock so I woke my parents up and when I opened the door it was them.  They greeted my parents, while I was knocking at the door of the connecting room where my brother's family were staying.  I knocked many times but still no response so Ken's parents noticed it and told me to never mind waking them.  After that, my brother and his wife went out the room and greeted them.  I was surprised with ate, my brother's wife, because after doing "mano" she kissed Ken's mother and Aunt on their cheek which for them, it is unusual.  Usually, Japanese people avoid contact with other people, thus, instead of shaking hands they bow their head for respect.  I was worried of their impression, but I hope they did not mind it.  They gave us their gifts and we thank them for it.  They left and we returned to sleep. I stayed in my parents room while Ken stayed in our suite room. I did not have enough sleep at that night because I was thinking of the things happened the day and the things that will happen on the day of our wedding.  I prayed that it will turn out fine.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 04:46:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Child's Play</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA["Tita, I want to eat at the Jollibee", this was the request of my nephew since we arrived in Manila.  There is no such popular fast food in our province, which he always watched at the T.V. commercial, that's why it seemed like it was his dream to eat at that restaurant. To make his dream come true I brought him to Jollibee together with my parents, his parents, and his little brother, Dan-dan.  Then, we went to Robinson's Place where we met Ken.  We ate snacks and went to an entertainment place. There he played games and got on different rides. His little brother had got on some rides while held by his mother. Ken, tatay, kuya and myself rode on "car racing bump". We had fun playing it.  It seems like we returned to become a kid.  We returned home tired and satisfied.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 04:24:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Long Lost Sisters</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[One week before the wedding, I was already excited and nervous.  Our family left the province to Manila at 5:00 o'clock in the afternoon while Ken arrived in Manila at 10:00 o'clock in the evening.  We arrived at Aunt Fans apartment in Sampaloc early in the morning.  My mother was so happy because her older sister, a nun from Davao, Aunt Lynda,were also there.  They haven't seen each other for so long, so they hug and cried for the long times that they were separated. The day after tomorrow, my Aunt Lydia from Bohol arrived, then next day, Aunt Merling arrived from Valenzuela, so my mother again cried because of joy she felt in seeing her sisters.  They told me that because of our wedding they were given a chance to have a reunion, which was so impossible before because of financial matters.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 03:29:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Things Done before Wedding</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I was in Manila from March 29 up to April 18, 2006 for the preparation of our wedding. My husband and I meet with our coordinator. We went to many places to process papers for wedding since he is a foreigner he have many papers to process. We brought with us the documents such as marriage license, baptismal certificate, etc. First, we went to Ermita to ask clearance from Fr.Turu Nishimoto, a Japanese priest in Manila. Then we went to Church where we plan to hold our wedding ceremony and submit the papers that we got from Fr. Nishimoto. The next day, we went to Intramuros to get clearance from the Chancery office of Archbishop of Manila.  After that we went around Intramuros because we found out that there were many wedding receptions in that place.Among the reception venues we visited, we preferred the Illustrado Restaurant, its ambiance is kind of classy but we think its reception and catering fee is too expensive.  So we decided that we have to look for another restaurant, then we found Ibarras Garden in Ermita Manila. We like the place and there services.  We went to the church to attend interview with the parish priest in the church. The other day we attended Marriage Counseling. Then, we returned there to reserve and pay for down payment. We went to a mall to buy my wedding gown and we found a simple yet elegant gown. We went to another mall to look for give aways and we found a clock for "ninong and ninang" and "abay". The next day I went to Recto to the wedding card maker and I ordered a simple and elegant design. We went to look for baker for our wedding cake and we found the "Cheesecake etc." in Robinson, Ermita, a shop  of cakes and pastries. My husband tasted their cheesecake and he liked it, so we asked the price of the wedding cake. But they cannot give the price yet until we decide the design. Few days before Ken left for Thailand for scube diving before going back to Japan, he payed full payment to Ibarras Garden including the photography and videography.  We attended food tasting in the restaurant and we liked the food they served and to be served in our wedding reception. We kissed and said goodbye to each other because tomorrow he will fly to Thailand. We both cried at that time, because it will be our first time to be apart in a long period for almost a month. Before, we always see each other everyday because he had his lunch and dinner in our house and sometimes when he goes to Manila to attend agency meeting, it only took one to two weeks. He went with me until jeepney stop, and said goodbye.  I was still crying while I was in the jeepney. I was so worried of being apart from him.  I realized he is  my life, without him I am not sure if I can still live. I was thinking, how can I survive if he forgets me and don't come back anymore in the Philippines. I was terribly worried a day after he left because he did not call or e-mail me.  I cried and prayed hard to God that my worries will not come to reality.  The next day I was so relieved when I received text message from him in the restaurant while I was with Ken and Ady , he apologized for not calling me. According to him, he was tired and he did not have chance to go to internet cafe to contact me.<br />
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To make myself busy, I went to Tutuban Center to buy materials for making give aways. I made the giveaways and added beads to my bridal gown. I sent wedding invitations to our guests and money for the transportation of my Aunt Lynda from Davao and Aunt Lydia from Bohol.<br />
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When I was done with the things to settle in Manila ,I went back to our province, Romblon. I financed the renovation of our house. I was always busy at that time. I made the misallete and program. My mother sewed the gowns of bridesmaids and I put beads on each gowns. I want to take a beauty rest for my wedding but I have to help doing household chores. Ken called me from Japan through our telephone and sometimes chat with me through internet just to keep in touch. While our wedding becomes near it becomes more stressful. <br />
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					<pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 09:14:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Receive and Then Give</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I was so relieved after Jojo's Birthday Party, after being busy in the kitchen to prepare food for the party. Everybody in our house at that time was so busy in preparing for the said children's party.  Jojo is my nephew, the first son of my "manong", my older brother.  Few weeks before his birthday, my mother was asking me to help finance the party of Jojo because my brother has no stable job yet. I refused her, I told her that I don't have money, my salary is just enough to pay for our debts.  At that time, I felt they abused me because I don't get anything from my salary anymore because it is always used in paying the bills and debts of the family. I told nanay that I cannot finance even my boyfriend is giving me money, because that money will be used for our wedding expenses and expenses for everyday living if I quit my job next school year.  I felt that they are depending on me all the finances because I have a Japanese boyfriend. They don't know that I feel shame when I'm using my boyfriend's money even we are not married yet.  I want to showhim  that I don't depend on him, that I can depend on myself. The next following days, I was thinking over if I will help or ignore the request of nanay.  Thanks God, He give me a generous heart, a day before B-day of Jojo I then decided to help finance the party. I will use the money that I earned in my part-time job which is typing  thesis. <br />
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I remember, when I was a kid even until now my mother always gives time, money and effort just to make me happy in my birthday.  When I was in elementary until College, she did not missed to prepare delicious foods for my friends, classmates, and teachers in my birthday. Even she doesn't have enough money at that time, she tried her best to give me a good birthday party.  But when it was my brother's birthday, there were only few times that he had a party with various foods served on the table because sometimes my parents don't really have money. But my brother did not show any jealousy for that. My mother told me lately that the party and celebration is one way of thanking God for giving them healthy and kind children. <br />
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I realized that it was time for me to give back the blessings and happiness that I have received.  I should ignore the selfishness that lingers in my heart, but I should always use the generousity that God implanted in it.<br />
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Jojo is very happy in his party and with the gifts he received.  I realized his father, my "manong", did not experienced that kind of party so I have to help him to let his son experienced it.<br />
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					<pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 17:30:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Joy After Pain</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I was lying on my bed for almost one and a half weeks because of sickness.  I felt so weak and helpless while on my bed.  My mother was the one taking care of me and my boyfriend visited me twice a day everyday.  While I was in pain, I remember to call earnestly and depend so much on God. Last few days I did not have time to Him anymore, I did not have time to pray a little prayer because of I was so absorbed with my work. I realized that God allows this to happen because He wants to ask time for me, to talk to me, make me feel that He is beside me. While on my bed, all I can do was to talk to him and asked for his help. He did not reject me, He helped me ease the pain I was suffering.  At first, I thought of giving up because of pain but in the end I realized God is just there ready to heal me. Now, I am back for work.  I know after the pain that I suffered I am sure there is joy waiting for me. The joy of being healthy together with my family and loveone. ]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 04:04:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Expectation Failed</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[The web site that i made for my alma mater became a failure, the president of the college did not accept my design so somebody made another design and it was the one uploaded and launched during the foundation.  I expected so much that the effort I exerted will be appreciated, but I was wrong. <br />
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I felt so hurt with what had happen in my web site, which I worked for maybe 2 years and updated for 1 week.  It was just put to waste by an unfair and inconsiderate people. I promised someday I will prove to them that I really have that ability that they rejected once.  So, right now, I will just ask guidance from God.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 05:04:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Meet Up of Volunteers</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I met two Korean volunteers at Haliwood Inn together with my boyfriend. We drunk beer together and eat  some "pulutan". I found out that Korean and Japanese have some cultures that are similar. One is Bong Ju and another man is Andy.  We had a great time together as we talked about their country, Japan and Philippines. They told me that staying in Odiongan is boring that is why they need to go out of town sometimes. And I agree with them, it's really boring here if you don't have friends and hobbies.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 03:41:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>My Alma Mater's Web Site</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Romblon State College is my Alma Mater where I have been working as a computer instructor in one of the institutes. I started to make a web site for the college last March 2003,  and I had many bad experiences in making this web site. There where many issues that arised and that affected me while I was making it. At that time, I felt I want to give up in completing it.  But I still tried to think that there will come a time for this project. I made many revisions for the design of the web site. In October 2005, I revise the design of the web site again and planned to propose to the administration of the college to make it the official web site but my immediate superior seemed like no interest in supporting me in my project.  So, I gave up in hoping that it will become the official web site. But this afternoon I attended a meeting about the development of a web site of the college and they decided to adapt the existing web site that I made.  I was so relieved  and happy because at last they will appreciate what I have worked for two years. I am hoping now that it will be uploded soon on the net. I hope and pray that my hard work will pay off.<br />
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					<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2006 03:48:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Im Going Back to the Basic</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I am learning to read and write Hiragana, Katakana and Kanji characters (Japanese Characters). It seems difficult but while im exerting effort in learning it i enjoy it.  I am now practising to read them but it seems like I am in grade school. I read very slow.  But I dont want to give up, I will practice and practice until I succeed to read and write properly.<br />
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I am like going back to the basic, from my grade school, because I have to learn also the Nihonggo. I have to learn Japanese cooking, and many things... It's really challenging to be engaged in a foreigner boyfriend.  Although its difficult, I will do it for the sake of my love for my bf.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 04:51:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Foreigners Encounter</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[In Dec 17-22, 2005, I went to Cabanbanan, Romblon with my bf.  He did scuba diving while I learned cooking with the help of the wife of the owner of the resort.  The owner and his family are very accomodating, they treat us not just customers in their resort but also friends. The owner is a Swiss. In our stay in that resort I met a couple from Sweden.  They are having their Christmas vacation, and they did scuba diving.  In their 1 day and 2 nights stay in the resort, i had a chance to talk to them about many things. It was my first long conversation with foreigners aside from my bf which is a Japanese. Carl, the Swedish man has a good insights in life and his ideas are full of sense. He is a Graphic Designer, which interest me so much. I asked him what is that tatoo in his right hand and he told me it is the name and logo of their musical band. I learned many things from him and also with Pietra, the wife of Carl.  She told me about their culture in Sweden about marriage and having children.  I realize that we all have the same thoughts and experiences about life challenges although we live in a countries with many differences. I realize they are so smart that they even know the exact temperature, population, etc. of their country but compared with me, i dｿn't know many things about my country.<br />
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I laughed at myself because I realized that Asian people and Europian people met in Cabanbanan.<br />
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Thanks God for this experience.<br />
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					<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 04:23:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>My Experiences as  a Teacher</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[Being a career woman is not easy because you need to show professionalism and courage, face many challenges in the work place, meet different people and go along with them.<br />
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I am working as computer instructor in Romblon State College and Romblon College for almost 5 years now...after I  graduated in the year 2000 with the degree of B.S. Information Technology. I  am experiencing things that make me become strong in facing life such as the following;<br />
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Face students with full-confidence to lead them and teach them. <br />
Work  overtime to check for exams,quizzes,etc.<br />
Attend to the student's activities and motivated them to cooperate. <br />
Use my resources for the sake of my students.<br />
Reprimand students who don't showrespect and discipline.<br />
Misunderstanding with my co-teacher.<br />
Become sick, because of too much workload. <br />
Made a project but rejected.<br />
Blamed of things regarding student's mishap<br />
etc...<br />
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Those are the circumstances in my life that made me become what I am now.<br />
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Thanks God for these experiences.<br />
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					<pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 04:38:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Filipinos way of sharing</title> 
                    <link>http://erlich78.tigblog.org/post/29911</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[Filipinos like to do "sanrokan" which means sharing foods to neighbors.  It will also mean sharing time, money, talent and effort to others.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 05:58:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Wedding Proposal</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[I met this guy from Japan and now I'm falling in love with him.  He is my boyfriend already.  He believes that we have a red string in our little fingers since birth so I am so happy to know it.  I love him so much.  He proposed to me last month to get married next year and told my parents about our plans.<br />
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Thanks God I met him.  He makes my life complete and colorful.]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 05:54:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>This is cool!</title> 
                    <link>http://erlich78.tigblog.org/post/11388</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[please check out my own web site, it is under construction yet but it will be completed soon...it is entitled ARTTECH...<br />
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http://www.arttech.vze.com<br />
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