Finding MEMO!!!

Tuesday proved to be a good day after all!!! I was already full of &%*!!# with the Table of the file that I was copyediting that day. I was supposed to go home around 5 pm, but for reasons only the authors of that darn article could tell, I wasn't able to do that. But surprises of all surprises!!! I got a MEMO!!! whoohhh!!

now now now…i am not that crazy to be all cheering for a MEMO (unless that memo calls for a 3-day suspension, ha ha ha, which I would gladly obey)…it's because that MEMO wasn't the usual MEMO that we get in the office for commiting crimes beyond reasonable doubt (like me carrying a CD or a diskette in my bag, which is illegal, or committing erroneous errors in the files that we do).

what I received was a MEMO-memohan from my friends at the office: an absolute Birthday tribute!!! he he he…post-Birthday pauso that T2rad and the rest of AACR thought of giving me. Very touching really.

well, the MEMO goes something like this:

Global change for Helicopter pylori variants

This serves as a reminder that henceforth, all occurrences of Helicobacter pylori, H. pylori, and all variants shall be changed to Helicopter pylori in honor of the birthday celebrant, Ma. Luisa J. Conti.

Attached is a gift from the AACR group of companies.

For your information and strict compliance.

he he he…and the attached gift was a book!!! it wasn't just a book, but a book on Peter Pan!!! (FYI: I collect books about Peter Pan)

I was like so happy and surprised and everything! it was a mixed emotion really. that made the frustration i was feeling for the file take a backseat that day.

at least i found myself a MEMO that brought a big Johnny Good Fellow smile to my face!!!

the following are the dedications attached to that MEMO:

 

oist!

 

Luisa,

Konti na lang suspension na to…pwede na mag Music 21 for 3 days! he he. or your chance to finally visit Baguio City! Happy Birthday!!

Anjo

 

Ha Eloisa!

Happy, Happy Birthday! Hope you'll remember this memo forever and ever amen!

:)

 

MARE!

You are a JOHNNY GOOD FELLOW! Get Get Awww!

Mo'om Jane

 

Mommy Luisa,

Hapi hapi birthday! Ayan, may MEMO ka na rin…wag kna mainggit ke T2rad!

:)

Ning (Spiritual Adviser to AACR, he he he)

 

Hapi Bejey!

 

Mommy ni Scout,

Happy memo

:) Ge (AACR Team Leader)

 

Luisa,

Maligayang Bati!

Roger

 

Mam,

Txt na lang kita!

-mhike

 

Mam,

mahal kita…

DX09

and so there goes my MEMO!

Finding my heart song: a HAPPY FEETure

We are all weird. By theory. By default. By whatever others may based their judgment upon. I learned that since the time I realized I wasn't like the rest. That there are certain things I cannot find myself belonging to…or at least coming close to. And the weird part is that there are other "weird" people like me! That when us "weird" people overnumber the "normal" ones, they are the ones who fall beyond the bell curve! haha! Just like what we used to say among ourselves, "they are weird because we are many in this room compared with them."

Just like Mambo. He is judge not because his eyes are blue and his feathers haven't changed to the normal penguin color, but because he cannot sing just like any normal penguin does. That he is discriminated because of his lack of talent and not bacause of his different look. Now that is a different perspective! Little details that are embedded for the observant among us (or should we say, the weird one among us) to realize. I didn't realize that…Oday did! So does that make her a weirdo too??? And one more thing, that penguins can sing and have a heart song is another good thing about this movie! Who among the normal beings would ever think that a penguin who seems to wear a suit could be a singer by nature? Who normally has a song in his heart that distinguishes him from the rest of penguindom! and who needs this heart song to find his one true love!!! hehehehe…that's from the creative mind of another weirdo I guess!

I learned from this movie (some movies are meant to teach children values…and i did learn one from this) that being different doesn't mean something bad has to come out of it. That if one could just turn the norms around and look at things from a different view, then one can see that behind that weirdo is a brilliant mind! I am vocal in saying I am weird. That the set of friends that I have are a bunch of weirdos. That we see the world in a not-so-normal way. Because we don't offend anyone. We don't provoke them to kill us (which could eventually forfeit our insurance). And most especially, because we love being our normal weird selves. That saves us from all the looks that we get sometimes whenever we become just ourselves amidst normal people.

Now, i must end this. how? by sharing with you my heart song…

 Nowhere Man (The Beatles) 

He's a real nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.

He's a real Nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.
Making all his nowhere plans
for nobody.