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Argued with my daughter for two weeks about her uniform> solved it by learning to sew her two jumper skirt uniforms> now I can sew linings for my bags
Also, this won a game of longest line halfway before I finished it. 😅🤣
Why War Is Never Worth All the Gold — or Fuel — in This World
Throughout history, wars have been justified in many ways: national security, territorial expansion, control of resources, or the defense of national pride. Leaders promise victory, strength, and prosperity. Yet when the fighting ends, the same question remains: What is the value of land, gold, or fuel when the people who were supposed to benefit from them are gone?
War is often described as strategic and calculated. Military planners speak of objectives, risks, and outcomes. But once a war begins, control quickly fades. Alliances activate, emotions rise, and decisions made far from the battlefield ripple across entire societies. Civilians—who never chose the conflict—often pay the greatest price.
History offers many reminders. The assassination of triggered a chain reaction of alliances that led to . What leaders believed would be a limited conflict became a catastrophe that consumed much of the world.
Only a generation later, humanity faced an even more devastating conflict: . Entire cities were destroyed, tens of millions of lives were lost, and the scars of the war shaped global politics for decades. Whatever ambitions existed at the beginning could never justify the scale of destruction that followed.
Even ancient stories recognize how fragile human judgment can be. The legendary is said to have begun over the fate of . Whether myth or metaphor, the story reminds us that pride and personal rivalries can grow into conflicts far greater than their origins.
In the modern world, the consequences of war would be even more severe. Our civilization depends on delicate systems: electricity grids, global supply chains, satellites, transportation networks, and digital infrastructure. A large-scale conflict would not only destroy armies—it could unravel the systems that keep daily life functioning.
Hospitals rely on stable electricity. Food depends on complex logistics. Communication depends on satellites and networks. If those systems collapse, entire cities could become silent almost overnight.
Some justify war as a means to secure resources—gold, oil, minerals, or fuel. Yet resources only have value when societies are alive and stable enough to use them. Oil fields mean little if the cities that rely on them are rubble and the people who refine, transport, and build with them are gone.
Even victory rarely erases the cost. Economies are strained, families are broken, and soldiers return carrying wounds that may never fully heal. Entire generations grow up shaped by loss and instability.
Perhaps one of the most powerful ideas used to justify war is patriotism—the love of one's country. Patriotism can inspire people to care for their communities, protect their neighbors, and preserve their culture. But it can also be manipulated. When leaders turn patriotism into a demand for unquestioning loyalty, it can become a tool that pushes societies toward conflict.
If humanity looks at the world from a broader perspective, the idea of dividing it into competing pieces begins to feel smaller. The Earth is a single planet with shared oceans, shared air, and a shared future. Pollution, climate change, and environmental damage do not recognize borders. War only accelerates these problems by destroying ecosystems and releasing enormous amounts of contamination into the atmosphere and water.
Seen from that perspective, the idea of destroying half the world in order to protect the other half becomes tragically absurd. The damage would not stay within borders. The smoke, the radiation, the poisoned rivers, and the collapsing climate would eventually affect everyone.
The measure of a civilization should not be how effectively it conquers others, but how wisely it protects life. Land can be rebuilt. Resources can be discovered again. Economies can recover. But the lives lost in war cannot be restored.
No amount of gold can bring back a generation.
No reservoir of fuel can power a world emptied of people.
Humanity lives on one planet. Its future depends not on how fiercely nations compete, but on how wisely they learn to coexist.
And that is why war is never worth all the gold—or fuel—in this world.
I think I finally understand why women are often compared to flowers.
Some flowers are beautiful, but not all beautiful flowers are fragrant.
Some look simple, yet their fragrance fills the air.
Some take a long time before they bloom—and when they finally do, they are the most prized.
Some look ordinary, like the ylang-ylang hidden among leaves, yet their scent is unforgettable.
Some appear grand but hide decay within.
Some can even be traps, like the pitcher plant—beautiful, yet dangerous.
Some flowers bloom brightly but wilt soon after being picked.
Others remain vibrant for a long while.
Some bear fruit. Others do not.
Some are resilient, growing through harsh conditions.
Others are delicate and need gentle care.
Some flowers are admired for their beauty.
Others for their essence.
And the truth is, not all flowers get picked.
Some bloom quietly and go unnoticed.
But whatever kind of flower they are—
every flower has its own beauty.
Just like women.
This Women’s Month, may we remember that women bloom in different ways, at different times, and with different strengths. And every one of them deserves to be seen, valued, and celebrated. 🌸
The 25th Hour
There is a quiet contradiction inside many government offices.
Job Order (JO) and Contract of Service (COS) workers are officially described as non-employees — hired for specific services, without the benefits and protections of regular government personnel.
Yet in reality, many of us:
• report to supervisors
• follow office schedules
• meet deadlines and targets
• contribute to projects that keep public services running
In practice, we often function like employees.
On paper, we are not.
Some of us jokingly refer to this gap as “the 25th hour” — the invisible hour that must exist for contractual workers to meet expectations that go far beyond a simple service contract.
Across the Philippines, hundreds of thousands of Job Order and Contract of Service workers support the work of local governments, hospitals, state universities, courts, and national agencies.
Most of us entered public service because we believe in the work.
But belief in public service should not require silence.
For years, many of the concerns of contractual workers have remained private conversations — shared quietly among colleagues but rarely reaching a wider platform.
Perhaps the time has come to ask a simple question:
Should government contractual workers have a collective voice?
Not a movement of confrontation — but a professional, non-partisan National Association of Government Contractual Workers where JO and COS workers can:
• share experiences
• document common challenges
• advocate for fair and transparent policies
• participate constructively in discussions about public sector workforce reforms
Public institutions are strengthened when the people who sustain them are heard.
And perhaps one day, the system will no longer depend on the invisible 25th hour of contractual workers to keep it running.
For now, maybe the conversation simply needs to begin.
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In our workplace, engineers have a better chance for career advancement over us architects. To be clear we're "job orders", no employer-employee relationship.
So, there's a permanent position open for them right now... Instead of feeling bad about it, I thought, good for them, someone's getting to become a permanent employee, I'm on my way to become a permanent employer.
Some people get pressured by other people... I think if ever I'm already successful but someone would tell me I'm cheap, I would tell them jokingly: cheap mindset needs to buy expensive things, rich mindset doesn't need a pricetag to validate.
I don't think I will ever buy a million peso bag that can only carry a hundred thousand cash... I'd rather have a thousand peso bag that no one will notice contains a million peso cash.
I always thought, if I were to be married, and my husband doesn't want me to be employed, at least let me have a small business. If he lets me manage his earnings, I will make sure his family is taken care of, at least the parents, not irresponsible siblings. The money I earn, I will take care of my own parents.
I don't know why God didn't want a man to have a wife like me. 🤣🤣🤣
I’m never buying an iPhone. Paying a premium to be common just isn’t my thing.
If anyone wants me to be common, they can give me one.
So, I was having an urge to buy a new phone...
But then, I have better priorities to spend my money on...
So I thought, maybe I can just buy another yarn...
But my yarns are piling up, so I need to organize them...
A shelf!
But you can't find a ready-made shelf for yarns...
I need a custom one...
But where do I have it made?
Maybe I can do a DIY.
I need tools.
But that means I need to buy them, so probably, the cost of creating a shelf would be equal to a new phone...
Renting tools is not an option, there are no tool rentals here.
Well, what if...
Okay, I just thought of a business concept.
That in the future would make me earn much more than a phone's worth...
Though i'm sure, by then, I wouldn't want to buy a new phone...
I'd wish someone gifts me one.
Welcome to the lifeofweird.😅🤣
I was late one morning and my boss asked, “Why are you late?”
I said, “Sir, I left the house on time.”
Which is true.
Unfortunately, my mother detected my departure and activated Bilin Mode.
What started as “bili ka lang ng suka” escalated into groceries, life advice, and a reminder to bring an umbrella even though it was sunny.
Just as I reached the gate, a neighbor appeared. “Umalis ka na?”
“Yes po.”
“Saan?”
“Sa office po.”
“Ah… akala ko Japan. Sige na, ingat.”
Another neighbor heard “Japan” from across dimensions and requested a pasalubong.
By the time I actually left, I was no longer an employee.
I was a delivery system powered by love.
So no, sir—there was no traffic.
There was just an unusually high volume of affection this morning.
And I just realized what Filipino time is truly about.
Every office has that one person with a
Master’s in Micromanagement
and a minor in According to Policy (Unspecified).
Rule #7 of being a good husband:
If she enjoys driving, don’t take the wheel. Buy the car.
I was once laughed at for wearing green with purple...
But, nature approved with me...
So people's opinion doesn't always matter. If God made whatever color sit with another, then He approves it... He designed it.
There's no handbook saying when you're feeling poor, eat like a poor...
If it’s ridiculous and harmful, I choose humor over damage.
I'm still supposed to be on vacation mode...
But this brain won't let me go back to sleep. It's been working on a yarn winder design... That I don't even need... Or do I?