Lasallian Graduate School Reflections
A series of reflections, insights and experiences and the likes during and after my MBA program.
Thursday, August 6, 2026
Pitching Perfect
Sunday, June 28, 2026
Rules Overload!
Tuesday, March 31, 2026
Imbalanced Scale
Funny when I've been telling two of the previous guys I went out with, if only you guys met me pre-pandemic, we wouldn't even be talking about these things... because during those times, as long as they meet my criteria, there's no point in discussing about faith. However, during pandemic, that's where I realized maybe the reason why God didn't give me the type of a man I was looking for (it usually lacks one of the three initial criteria that I have - usually the height) was He knew I'll fall for it and I might possibly even be drifted away from Him, especially if I realized my relationship with Him was not as strong as I thought it was. So now, God is probably confident that I would not get swayed, maybe if I did for a bit, he knew that I'll probably choose Him in the end. I know I sometimes cry out of frustration that the solution of the problems of getting your first relationship is easy, but you know you can't take that route because it's not something that aligns with God's plan for you and we know if we go against God's wishes, the suffering would become harder to face.
Her words made me feel that I shouldn't be giving up that there's still hope that there's someone out there for me. Maybe the guy that I enjoyed being with spiritually was perhaps a sign that there's a possibility, but he was not the one that God intended for me as for me not to lose hope on such things.
Monday, April 28, 2025
What 2025 Lenten Season Taught Me?
So I end up having to say no to them in two instances with one of them not needing to explain why, and the other I need to because my dad was surprised that I was rejecting something I love that's why he asked, so I told him the truth and he respected it.
So there are really times where I am just sitting and staring quietly and the only sound you'll hear is the driver of the train and the chatter around you. I felt like it's not that bad like you're not doing anything. I mean it probably allows my mind to wander and actually rest my eyes from constantly looking at the screen.
Friday, April 18, 2025
It Finally Struck Me
I knew doing the Visita Iglesia for some practicing Catholics in this country has been the norm. Then I noticed for some reason some people were struck emotionally as they journey through different churches doing the station of the cross. I even saw a lad who after their family's station of the cross that he started to hug each and every one of his family members. I think for me and my mom maybe we felt like thinking what just happened there?
For this year, I think this year's Visita Iglesia hits different on me. Well aside from realizing that I wasn't even listening to my own prayer mantra on finding a spouse (praying that I wanted a pure Chinese practicing Catholic who will love me as me without me settling for less), but I still keep on entertaining or going out with a guy who left me at the church instead of joining me to hear mass as we parted ways despite him being a Catholic by name, yet not practicing one until he said we just settle being friends. I guess rejection is rejection, but the fact that I wasn't practicing what I've prayed for is what gets me into trouble every single time - especially the last one.
It hits different in the sense that I was digesting the words that I was reading from the story, to reflection and to the prayer. For all the years I did this, I never cried until yesterday. What struck me the most was during the second station (The Agony in Gethsemane), where Jesus was praying so earnestly and he kept on praying to his Father saying
"My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass me by. Still, let it be as you would have it, not as I."
I realized maybe sometimes things has to happen and it has to be at the right time. If we kept on reading the Gospel during Lent, Jesus kept on saying to his disciples that the hour has not yet arrived, so He was able to get away from the Pharisees and people who wanted him to be in prison - until the Holy Week has arrived where Jesus knew that his time is about to come from saying that there will be a traitor among the Apostles until Judas sold Jesus for 30 pieces of silver.
The difference was, Jesus knew that He has to make a decision on whether He would heed His Father's will to save humanity and whatever His decision will be will go through. Unlike us normal human beings, we sometimes have to retrospect things just for us to realize that it make sense. That things have to happen in order to achieve the one God wanted to happen. I mean one instance where I couldn't understand why I needed to get emotionally hurt badly only for me to retrospect months later that God has set me something up for a greater good - that sinking rock-bottom would allow me to find the Spiritual home my heart was yearning for. I think if I'm not mistaken, I think I just gave up on the idea that maybe there's no such thing or I was probably asking for too much until I met friends in the Chinese community who would help me lead me to the home I never imagined.
As for my current sufferings or struggles, I don't know what the future holds for me - why I kept on failing the same thing - well I think as of now all I know is that I'm wide awake (enter singing Katy Perry's song) that if I don't get my act together, God would really take my future husband away from me - for good.
Right now, I think the continuous crying from Maundy Thursday until Good Friday either through the Station of the Cross Journey or to listening to testimonials from people on how God showed His love them sure did some internal cleaning on my part to realize that as long as we have the Holy Trinity in our side - that we kept on believing and trusting in them, we should be fine. I think if there is something we should pick up was Jesus' whole trust on His Father that even if He would suffer greatly in the hands of the soldiers and the people who wanted him to be crucified, that He knew His Father will be by his side. I guess similar to how parents let their children fail on the petty things in life so they become stronger - like they allow them to fall from riding a bike and let them get up on their own. It also made me realize how many times my mother let me suffer things by myself through a lot of disasters because she knew that those mistakes that I would be doing wouldn't define who I am - but how I recover or get up from those failures would define who I am. I know deep down she is very proud of who I am right now and I think she never imagine that I would be doing wonders.
So I guess the saying in every song where you like the beat when you're happy and feel the lyrics when your sad is true. I mean if before I was just going through the motions on reading aloud the Stations of the Cross, right now armed with a Spiritual home plus the pain you've been through, the words became more meaningful - and it finally struck me.
Saturday, December 28, 2024
Seven - Seven
Seven years and seven months ago, I was handed a task from the youngest colleague in our department as she shifted to a bigger task that our department head assigned to her.
I wouldn’t lie that the task is extremely monotonous and I only have to do it every Monday as the main doer of the task reports to work from Tuesdays to Saturdays. Even if the Saturday team found someone to help them and the main doer of the task is shifted back on weekdays, I still do the task because it has been the norm.
For seven years and seven months, I learned to like the task. As someone who thrives on routine tasks, it was one of the things that I somehow look forward to despite the unpredictable nature of my other tasks. It wasn’t always rainbows and butterflies on doing this task, there are times where I wanna cry because the companies decided to mass send reports into a particular day that I was assigned to do the task.
Imagine during those years, aside from dealing with what we called the seasonal tasks, I’ve also encountered the mandatory change of phone numbers and contingency plan in the midst of COVID where the number of reports would almost double or even triple.
I would sometimes pretend to cry or wail to the main person assigned to that task and then I would sometimes post it on stories (of course confidential info removed), she would just laugh about it as she knew the surge of reports on that particular season would either fall into her hands or into mine.
To be honest, it has been years already since my COO asked me to let go of the task and other tasks my department asked me of, I was the only one holding on… because I would always say people have a lot on their plate so it’s my way of helping the department as a form of a reliever… and this is one the task that I was holding on to.
As much as it sometimes takes a burden, I actually enjoyed doing it, especially a task that doesn’t require much thinking and would actually make you look productive.
Until the first Monday of December came, My COO and I had a very serious talk regarding my tasks in my department. If I wanted to help the company, I have to let go of the things that were holding me back… let go of the things and entrust to the people who would be better off doing it as you deal with more complicated tasks. Similar to that colleague of mine who handed the same task over to me seven years and seven months ago. Finally, I agreed to let go… knowing that it is for the betterment to let go of some things. I guess one can say that things don’t last forever and one should thrive in change… and if we don’t, we would be stuck and we are not only hindering ourselves to grow, but we are also hindering other people to grow or learn other things.
And so as the last working day of the year concludes, it is time to say my one last goodbye as I entrust the task to the next person who would take care of it… and this means I can now focus on what is ahead of me... particularly the tasks where I could help the company more.
So for seven years and seven months, I am saying my last goodbye to the tasks that despite its boredom and sometimes makes me go cray cray, I eventually learn to like and look forward to.
Monday, December 23, 2024
When the Tables are Turned
I remember 6 Christmases ago, I didn’t know what I wanted for Christmas as part of our company’s exchange gift. I felt disheartened the last time that same department hosted one. I mean I felt like whoever was my parent that year 2015 just put the items on a Robinson’s paper bag without at least putting a tape or wrap it or something. As a person who wants to wait for Christmas Eve before opening presents, I end up taking it out of the paper bag because what’s the point if the items were already exposed right?
So fast forward a bit to 2018, I knew that I wouldn’t be present at the party as I was going on a China Study tour. I know it sounds weird, but if there is an opportunity that would allow you to go there even at the age of 28 years old and at a cheaper rate (well my parents paid for the study tour), why not right?
I was like maybe I wanted to do something different. I believe in the saying that if it’s yours, it’s yours. With a surplus of my allowance for donation/tithes, what I did was to add additional money on top of the amount of exchange gift worth to someone where they will use those money to help someone they need to their liking. The catch? It has to be converted into goods and you give it to those in need. I mean if you just put the money into the bank account of any charitable institution, there’s no thrill, might as well I’ll be the one to do it right?
I really felt like it’s a good idea, but as much as you don't need to spend much, the downside of this was it’s time consuming. Then you’ll have to factor in if they will be trustworthy enough. To cut the story short, the one who got it didn’t get pissed off or something. I think she had fun doing it. I mean she ends up giving food to street children. Mind you it’s not even leftovers alright.
So fast forward to yesterday, I joined FCCYA’s Christmas gift giving drive where we helped packed goods so we could give to the street children.
Well I’ve been doing that in the sense of getting some leftovers or about to be expired food and just drop it off to any people living in the streets whether they are asleep or awake. 😅
So here goes the actual gift giving where we are inside the car looking for street kids around Manila. At first it was tough looking for them, then because it’s Christmas season, a lot of people were also doing the same thing. So what our group did was we went to places where there are less crowds so we could properly give it to them without us being swarmed.
I mean as much as it’s only for kids, it’s disheartening that some adults were either lying or might be telling the truth that they have kids but weren't around or kids who claim that they have siblings but weren’t present.
In the end we were able to give all 120 packs of goodies to the children with me being swarmed by the kids in the last gift giving (as I was seated on the window side) 😅.
I don’t know if my parent in 2018 felt the same way I felt. Like although it’s tiring, you feel joy about giving to those who are in need.
I think that’s what I felt. Maybe it’s not bad if the opportunity allows you to do those things again right?
