A lot more like "Love"

เดินทางมาถึงมะนิลาในวันที่ 20 พค ตอนหกโมงครึ่งตามเวลาท้องถิ่น (เร็วกว่ากรุงเทพ 1ชั่วโมง) สนามบินระหว่างประเทศของเขาอารมณ์เหมือนสนามบินภูเก็ต ตรวจคนเข้าเมืองหน้าตาไม่ค่อยเป็นมิตรเลย มีคำแนะนำสำหรับนักเดินทางมือใหม่ เวลาเดินทางคนเดียวแต่งตัวให้ดูดีนิดนึง ถ้าแต่งตัวส่อไปในทางที่ไม่ดีเดี๋ยวจะยาว เดินทางคนเดียวบ่อยแต่ไม่เคยมีปัญหากับตรวจคนเข้าเมืองเลยสักที แล้วอีกอย่างก็คืออย่าทำตัวยุกยิกหลุกหลิกผิดสังเกต อันนี้ก็จะโดนอีกเหมือนกัน ผ่านออกมาด้านนอกอากาศร้อนวูบ หนีร้อนมาเจอร้อน ถ้าคนไม่ชอบหนาวน่าจะชอบ ค่าเงินที่นี่คือ 1บาท=1.30เปโซ(20/5/13) วันอื่นอาจมีการเปลี่ยนแปลงก็แล้วแต่ ใช้เวลาเกือบชั่วโมงกว่าจะถึงโรงแรมเพราะรถติดมาก! หนีรถติดไม่พ้นจริงๆ คนขับบอกว่าชั่วโมงเร่งด่วนก็ประมาณหนึ่งชั่วโมง ถ้าเวลาปกติก็ประมาณ 20 นาทีถึงโรงแรม นั่นหมายความว่ามันไม่ได้ไกลอะไรเลย! มาถึงโรงแรมก็มีคนรอรับซึ่งก็คือคุณนิดผู้ซึ่งทำงานกับดุสิตมาได้ 20กว่าปีแล้ว เป็นแม่ของทุกคนที่นี่ คอยให้คำแนะนำต่างๆอย่างดี จากนั้นก็ส่งไปห้องพัก  โชคดีมากที่ได้พักในโรงแรม กินอาหารได้ที่คอฟฟี่ช๊อปของโรงแรม 3 มื้อ ฟังดูอาจจะน่าเบื่...

A lot more like "Love": From workaholic to jobless...จากคนบ้างานสู่คนว่างงาน

I've been out of job for almost a month now. Most of people asked me why I quitted before I got a new job. What and how I can possibly put into words? It wasn't my intention to leave the job I love so much. It wasn't my intention to leave my beloved team. But once I reconsidered , it might be a good choice to leave at this time. Leave it now when all a good memories were still bright and beautiful, rather than when there's nothing nice to remember. For over 2 years of dedication, I admit that I might not be a good and nice team leader, I might not be a perfect person. I did mistakes but I tried my best and I worked hard. People would ask me what was my achievement during the time I worked there. I replied, the time when my staffs accepted me as their leader. I remember a day that one of my staff said to me with his angry tone, "You still have a lot to prove!". Until a day another one said, "I didn't like the way you worked before but I like you now....

Friend... In the morning of 5th August I received a phone call. I lost my good friend. I shall leave her story the way everyone remember her. With her generous heart, she will be remembered and loved always. But what I regretted was I wasn't a really good friend to her, I'm sorry my dear. The event hit me, to find the meaning of friend. What kind of friend you have and what kind of friend you are? "False friend is easy to find but faithful friend is rare." I get that from Thai proverb, could be translated in different way. It's true indeed but how do you know what type of friend they are? You will just never know until they reveal their true color. There's a kind of friend who will run to you every time you say you need them. There's a kind of friend who can put up with all that non sense and stupid shit you have done. There's kind of friend who can make you laugh through tears. There's a kind of friend who loves partying and everything t...

Korea..."Sparkling" I borrow the line from Korea Tourism Advertisement since I came back from Busan, South Korea(Republic of Korea) a month ago so I just feel like it's appropriate to use the line as my blog's title. Was it really "Sparkling"? It definitely was, in some way. And also it was another one of a very good experience and a very wonderful moment I've had in my life. My first day in Busan, there was 2 impressions I got from my very first Korea trip. The 1st one was a taxi driver from airport. I know I should aware of some "taxi driver" but I didn't. I was tired and sleepy because my flight was at 2am, that's too early in a morning or too late at night depends how you see it, so I didn't aware when he said taxi fare was 50,000 KRW; which I found out later that it was 1,670 THB!, that was a tough luck. I also didn't get receipt because apparently he wasn't on meter. I might have to pay for that price but I deser...

Someone used to say; "We never loose each other because we never have each other. We give ourself to each other." Surely, how can I be afraid of loosing you since I've never had you? But what I'm afraid the most is my feeling... Once a fortune teller told me; "You are that kind of person who will always walk away from a relationship. If you see that it's too much and if it's complicated then you just walk out." as much as I'd love to argue with that... First time I walked away because I couldn't live with myself in a relationship while the other buried himself into his own problem and shut himself down from me. Drowning into his own thought and witness me walked away..selfish, heartless and crucial.. Second time I walked away after I tried so hard to put myself back into piece and I felt like at least I should have a little bit of self-respect, not dragging myself down too low to the point that I might not be able to have self-respect l...

Looks like everytime when I'm in love I have to write something about it. How I was so passionately deeply crazy about him. And here I am, once again, in love... Each time, love taught me something new and something different. My first love, it taught me about responsibility, to my partner and family. I learnt to be a housewife by chance; I cooked, I cleaned and everything I never imagined myself could possibly do. But I had to thank him or else I would never know how much I love cooking! And it also taught me that even if your heart was broken but you still alive and you moved on. Heart broken wasn't the end of the world or the end of your life. First love and first heart broken, left me a pretty good damage...From there I grew up, one step. Second love, it taught me to love for who their truly are and to respect yourself. I known how he was, always late because of work, etc. I accepted it and almost thrown away my watch because it would drive me crazy if I had to look at ...