So much going on

1) Marcoses and Dutertes openly declaring war with each other.

Because both are power hungry demons.

It’s common knowledge that Marcos financed Duterte, who ushered back the Marcoses to power. The agreement was Duterte will give way. However, Duterte (the whole family) is a greedy crook with no morals whatsoever, so didn’t want to relinquish whatever power he had and went head to head with the Marcoses via Inday the daughter. Now they’re slugging it out in public, exposing each other’s shit.

Meanwhile, we in the Pink Movement are eating our popcorns while watching them destroy the country. We are going down in flames while China breathes down our neck.

2). CNN Philippines has closed down.

As I said during my talk at the journ dept of my college (for the curriculum review), the revenue model of traditional media is no longer working. It has been that way for quite some time now, really. I told the department that the curriculum should go beyond producing graduates geared toward traditional media. Data is king = the department should think of ways how graduates can be more attuned to the changing times, so that they can feed the hungry beast. Journalism is not free and you have to find ways how to pay your journalists.

Ironically, ANC will also follow the way of the dodo. They will also be shut down soon, my friends told me last Friday when we were at the central bank. The country’s only business channel will be gone. Once upon a time, they were the first thing I listen/watch in the morning when I have my breakfast and while preparing to leave for the day’s coverage.

So sad.

So it’s just GMA and TV5.

So far it’s only the subscription model that works these days. That’s how my company makes money ever since. That’s how news wires survive…but it seems like Rupert Murdoch is fucking it up = collapsing Dow Jones and merging it with Wall Street Journal. DJ has closed down its local bureaus in Southeast Asia and concentrated everything in Singapore.

Even “content creators” and social media influencers (not sure if these terms can be interchanged) discovered that advertising from FB and Google will not sustain them. They need advertising/product collaborations with brands to sustain their fulltime content creation jobs = marketing. Some have launched Patreon accounts, which is basically follows a subscription model. Or the content creators themselves sell their own creations, in the case of artists, it’s their paintings, prints, stickers, what-have-you.

News is content, it is a commodity that you need to sell. There must be some way to monetize news. In our case, it’s proprietary info and data catering to a very niche market.

For the kind of news that keep the spirit of democracy, freedom, and justice alive, grants are the way to go. Being backed by corporations (in the case of TV5, it’s First Pacific through PLDT) and political entities (GMA = Marcoses) is equal to getting into bed with the Nazis. You have too many compromises.

I told the journ dept, I started this career with several broadsheets out on display on newsstands. Nowadays, you would be hard-pressed to find hard copies of formerly revered broadsheets.

Times are a-changing. We’re struggling to keep up.

3) Mommy cat Ampon has five babies She’s doing well but exhausted. I keep feeding her and treating her to chicken meat and bones. The kitties are alive and seem to be healthy and suckling.

I just ordered an insulated cat house from Lazada this afternoon. I will also get a large box from the supermarket later after work today to contain the very mobile kitties.

Kitchen refresh and a cat giving birth

Wondering how to make this into an aesthetically pleasing tea station. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

After six months, I finally made an effort to organize my kitchen better. I realized I had difficulty cooking because my prep space was too crowded.

But before I tackled my counter, I tamed my tea/coffee cabinet with the help of jars I bought from Wilcon Depot a few weeks ago. Now my teasβ€”flower, oolong, green, infusions, milk tea, specialty like the Christmas Edition TWG and Gryphon Artisan–and coffee are now organized so searching for the beverage I want is no longer like an Easter Egg hunt.

I still have jars of teas at the back of the cupboard. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’ve been meaning to get a pretty tea kettle to boil water on top of the stove but I realized I’m too busy to even keep an eye on a tea kettle to keep it from boiling over. 🫣 So nahhhh, I have to stick to ugly utilitarian automatic electric kettles and hot water flask like the one above to keep water hot all day.

Repositioned the ovens to give me more prep space. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Then I pushed the toaster and microwave oven parallel against the wall instead of having it diagonal in the corner to have more prep space. It was good that my contractor insisted on the 90cm width for granite counter instead of the standard 60-70cm because it gives me enough elbow room even if my appliances are permanently out and not hidden away in cupboards like my air fryer and Instant Pot.

Now it looks like I have more counter space when I cook. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I also removed the purified water jug off the counter after I was able to buy a narrow steel shelf from Ikea to demote it there.

However, I was too lazy to cook dinner for my girls so I just bought roasted chicken after church. I just attacked the jamon Iberico de Bellota that I got as a late Christmas gift.

My favorite jamon. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
It came with red wine from Argentina, which I’m not sure I can already drink. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Had it with oven-heated pan de sal and cheddar cheeseβ€”et voila! Dinner.

I just can’t be bothered to cook during my rest day.

Simple dinner. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Ampon was yowling like crazy outside my door. When I entered my bedroom, she climbed the emergency exit balcony and yowled louder. I had a feeling she was about to give birth that’s why she wanted me around her.

I prepared her nest. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
And she was going in circles inside the box. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Licking herself vigorously. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Ok, first kitten is alive. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Let’s wait for the others…

OMG! I have too many cats! 😱

We’ve got four! Three black and one orange.

All alive. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Once she’s cleared by the vet, I will have her spayed.

17th

At the central bank. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

This is my 17th year attending this annual event.

I’m sleepy now. Will continue…πŸ’€


My girls and I + older sister are in a hotel near the area. I could have just driven back and forth from my home in the province but I spent unnecessarily for my girls’ happiness.

You see, they miss their dad. Yes, he should have exerted more effort but he is an incompetent narcissistic fool, so he doesn’t. He doesn’t want to spend money on gas and toll. My girls wanted to celebrate his birthday with him. So I told the girls to ask their dad to meet him halfway by going to the Mall of Asia and have a date there while my sister worked on her laptop in our room and I do my reporter business outside.

My journo friends said I’m too nice, he sucks. Yes, I know. But I’m doing this for my girls because I don’t want them to feel deprived of their parent even though he should exert more effort. I uprooted them, which made it more difficult for him to see them. But the counter to that is, even the time we were just 2 km away from him, he didn’t see them that often so…πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ It’s really on him.

Anyway, once they become adults, they would realize that he is the one at fault while I did more than my share of what I should have given. I’m bending backwards so that my girls can see him.

Idiot.

I just felt bad when Twin I one morning went to me and said she dreamt that her dad got sick and died. And she woke up crying so hard. I felt so guilty. I just told her to ease her worry, call him.

Ghad, why does it have to be the children? He could just call them everyday. They can message each other via FB messenger every minute. There’s no reason for them not to communicate πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

Some people are just…


Still, I do my best

8 Rockwell. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Despite my negative feelings towards my company, I’m still working like a dedicated employee. I had calls, wrote a scoop, then drove to Makati for a meeting with a source who flew to Manila earlier this week.

As my sister said, do not let your reputation suffer just because things are going awry. I have to be a good and reliable journalist until the very end. I don’t want temper tantrums now to haunt me in the future. Keep my dignity intact. I’ll never know who I will cross paths with again in the future. Don’t burn bridges.

Hard to type a 1,000-word story on a tablet with a half-assed version of MS Word. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

While waiting for the world-infamous traffic jam to ease, I browsed around the nearby mall. I saw Art Bar. I couldn’t help myself… 😭

Flat brush for straight, thin lines and edges. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

My toxic trait is I keep buying expensive tools for my hobbies, thinking I have time to indulge in such. 😢 Like this brush is more expensive than my dinner tonight. πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ


Down and out

I worked late into the night yesterday, digging through stats upon stats to prove my point. I crafted an action plan to save our asses. While other bureaus also have issues, the most affected is my own bureau because 1) they don’t understand the region; 2) they don’t care to understand the region; 3) the overlords in the west think what works for them would work globally. Fucking hell no.

I worked on the stats, all the metrics, and analysis this morning but our APAC boss could not understand why Southeast Asia is like that. I had to explain clearly why. Good thing I always talk to our readers and a host of other people who are wheelers and dealers in our midst so I have a good grasp of what’s going on.

At the same time, I was chasing two stories, blasting emails and four of my messaging apps were open so I can ask around. I have yet to draft those stories. On top of that, I had to edit stories from different parts of Asia.

And I got blasted again by my manager for directly emailing our public speaking trainor, asking her if there are available trainings because I will be hosting our event once again in April. My manager said, next time she has to be cc’d in all communication I would be doing. πŸ€¦πŸ»β€β™€οΈ I said I just responded to our trainor’s email sent in September, when she told me to email her back when the turmoil has died down (my daughter’s health issueβ€”at that time I wasn’t sure yet if it was TB or cancer). Prior to her email in September, I had reached out to her because at that time I had to explain why I cancelled my trip to HK and skip the training.

Why is it that everything I do is wrong?

I’m staying for a bit because I haven’t found a viable alternative employment yet. The interviews with other companies have dried up. They have found people to fill in the positions I applied for/interviewed for because I stubbornly stuck with this job, thinking things will settle down and would be alright. Because I genuinely like what I’m doing.

And because I’m a single parent, I can’t just quit. I have bills to pay, children to send to school.

I just have to grin and bear it until the right job comes along.

In the meantime, I just have to do my best to make it smooth sailing for the rest of my team.

I want to cry. I’m super tired.

I am not losing my job, I just hate our parent company. The feeling is still the same as the one conveyed below:

There, I said it

I told my manager that if management pushes through with their plans that they have wanted implemented since last year, then I would be leaving. I told her I’ll be looking for another job.

If they push through with it, then the 10 years I devoted to the company were not appreciated.

I need to devote my time to finding a new job or finding freelance gigs that would allow me to earn more than my fixed income now.

It’s hard.