Last Friday marked my 6th time to take care of marketing materials for a brand new store. It feels awesome to see it from its construction stage…
…all the way to the finished store! :D
CBTL Centris Walk
Seeing it from start to finish really makes me appreciate the hard work that everyone puts into building one. Really, my heart gets all warm when i enter a store on its opening day! Everything is brand new, the murals are freshly installed, there’s a free drink for everyone from the Support Center (Head Office), and Ms. Becky, our Purchasing Manager finally gets to breathe a sigh of relief. Her job is done. (At least for now!) The Team Members are busy prepping everything for their very first customer, the District Manager is making sure everything is perfect, and my boss goes around rearranging chairs and tables to places where he’s sure they fit best.
Store openings are busy days, but they’re awesome and fulfilling nonetheless. My favorite part is when we bless the store and pray that all our customers who come in will feel welcome, loved and served in the best way possible. :)
I’m excited for tomorrow because we are again opening another store! :D We are suuuper blessed with lots of opportunities and we are suuuper duuuper grateful. :)
this week i’m inspired by these! ☺
because of websites like lookbook, fuckyeahhappy and blog lovin’, normal people like me can be easily inspired by other normal, but nicely dressed girls all over the world.
TALIfornia girls! :D Been wanting to go back for the longest time and finally a weekend cleared up! We all realized how much “lola vibes” has taken over us since our agenda for the weekend pretty much consisted of sleeping early, waking up early, playing with kids, making MTVs, siestas in the afternoon and riding the speedboat. BUT it’s okay. :)
Yay to lazy dazy weekends at the beach!!!
photos by sans
Yay to happy happy happy thoughts! ☺
thank you Lord for chocolate chip cookie baking day at our lola’s house last sunday! :)
the batter was sooo good, we almost finished it even before putting it in the oven. jessica especially, since she hardly ever let go of the spatula!
i still believe our mom’s recipe is the best! it’s so chewy and warm and filled with chocolate chips in every bite. thank you for letting us bake it all together and be patient enough to wait until they come out of the oven all yummy and perfect. :)
Yes. Those babies are lying on concrete.
Yes. That bottle is empty.
Yes. Those are mosquitoes & flies swarming their little bodies.
Yes. This is the condition of Pakistan, at the moment.
A couple of weeks have gone by since the floods in Pakistan have flowed and the number of people effected by this are staggering & record breaking.
Over 20 MILLION PEOPLE.
That is MORE THAN THE COMBINED TOTAL of the 2004 Tsunami, the 2005 Kashmir earthquake, the 2010 Haiti earthquake, and the American Katrina disaster.
How many of you knew about this? It’s a shame at the extreme lack of coverage on this horrific disaster. Pakistan is getting MINIMAL help.
Ignorance never ends, a recent poll was taken in America on whether if they would donate or have donated to Pakistan or not. 67% DO NOT wish or want to help Pakistan. 67%.
And as for the donations that are being sent… 60% of aid needed now, has not been delivered. Who has them & why haven’t they reached the public?
I was born in Karachi, Pakistan. My city is located in the south region of Pakistan (Sindh province). I can not fathom the words….The amount of hurt I am feeling.
No one is helping.
I try to blog about it daily…only getting a few notes or so..I post a picture of myself and in come the notes and comments. What I’m trying to say is, Please…take note of this. These people are innocent and now they are homeless and sick. Children are dying quickly due to the lack of care. People have drowned, crops are ruined..animals are dead, & homes are gone. It is being speculated that my city will eventually drown since it’s already low. The floods haven’t hurt my region yet but they have affected my friends & families home and so many other innocent people.
This picture breaks my heart..I want you all to look at this picture. What do you see?
Do you see terrorists? Do you see future killers? Do you see another plot against America? Do you see that in those mosquitoes that can possibly and most likely have left diseases such as malaria? Do you see harm in that empty bottle?
Extremists are the ones to blame, not Muslims. Why should we be left hopeless? We didn’t do anything.
And as for the Qu’ran burning this weekend in Florida, I believe….
The thought of that night makes me cry. Do you all understand the severity and ignorance of that act? Why isn’t anyone stopping them? My religion, my faith didn’t hurt you. EXTREMISTS DID. They are NOT religious. My faith is NOT a cult.
I don’t know what to do. I honestly don’t know. I’ve never felt this helpless. No one is helping, no one cares. Fuck neither do my own best friends know much about this.
Just look at this picture and think about what you’ve just read.
If you can…I’m not asking for a shitload of cash. But please, try to donate. Donating to UNICEF will send aid to children. Donate to the Red Cross & the UN Foundation. I trust the most in these three foundations, they’ve actually managed to send and successfully help the victims.
One-fifth of the country is under water; 20 million+ people are homeless. All I ask is for you to help a little and spread awareness.
I know most of my followers are teenagers who probably can’t donate, or fresh grads who also can’t donate, but I’m reblogging this because (like its author said) awareness is important, and that’s the least I can do.
Good Life // OneRepublic
Today my sister got into fashion school (her big big dream!), i got to visit my good friend at work & see her look all fashionable and grown-up, my officemate came back from a trip with yummmy Macau egg tarts for all of us, i realized that i’m at the homestretch of finishing a project for work that will come out this holiday season (i’m sooo beyond excited for this!), i saw the sellers at National Bookstore bring out their Christmas decors, and although i won’t be joining LSDC-Street, Contemporary and Alumni during their big opening performance at the UAAP Cheering Competition this Sunday, I know i’ll be with my mom, dad, siblings & little cousins baking yummmy cookies in our lola’s kitchen. :)
It’s rainy mornings like this that make me feel a gazillion times blessed for having my dear old Max.
I’m not his first owner. He’s got lots of scratches in front and his plate number is deformed because of an accident i got into before. His driver seat window is a different color from the rest because it got broken 2 weeks ago when i collided into a motorcycle. His brakes were screeching and making squeaky sounds, and when you turn on the airconditioning, more sounds come out.
But he keeps me nice and warm and dry on stormy day drives to the office, and that’s pretty much all that matters.
*photo taken from: http://tegneblog.blogspot.com/