PARTY 1: To our Most Inspiring Leader
It has been 3 weeks now since our section leader has resigned,
and we’re not yet used to it..
Though we can just pretend that he was still there
as if he was just taking a leave (long term vacation leave),
we still miss the ever supportive sympathetic meek and self-effacing simple colleague
who happened to be our section leader
He seems to be unreachable,
but actually he was very approachable.
When you’re in doubt and when you’re in very much trouble,
you can easily ask help from this person.
Definitely, he will save you at once.
He will clear up the questions and doubts
that slow down your progress on what you are doing in your project.
He was not only intelligent, he is also kind-hearted.
He does not only act as a confident and passionate leader
but also as a compassionate cheerful friend.
He possesses no hubris yet he emanates charisma
instead of authority that imposes forcefully his will on others,
which was why you would feel comfortable in his company.
He was not a killjoy. He always joined all of our gimmicks, trips and dramaness.
He would even laugh with us.
I’ve only known him for 6 months.
But he was the one who encouraged me and my colleagues
who were new to our department to work harder in spite of predicaments in our job.
Working with him was fun
and what seemed to be stressful exhausting job
became a stress-free exhilarating learning experience.
I’ve learned to love my new work because of this section leader of ours
even though it was not exactly the same with my dream job.
Indeed , he was our inspiration.
I just hope all leaders will be like him
who unselfishly share his knowledge to everyone,
who unostentatiously lead his members to their goals
and who does not only lead but also befriends his members.
Wooh,, My introduction became too lengthy again.*gomen ne*
I just can’t stop my fingers to press the keyboards
as if I was programmed to do so.
I just love to express the deepest thoughts, and distant memories
that I could still dredge up even though my eyes felt heavy
that anytime, it might drop, bounce, and roll like a marble.
Lols
Anyway, before I quip rubbish stuffs again,
let me share with you the parties that caused the fats
to accumulate in my tummy and in my calves.
First of all:
our Food Trip at Giligans c/o Sir Orvz
who was as friendly and fantastic as our section leader.
It was fun, and it was filled again with mouth-watering delicacies
but we only stayed there for a while.
We just took pictures and here it goes again being paired with any single men.
Too bad, I was not able to have a picture taken with the best…
It must have been *kiliggers* with CLOUD NINE CHOCO FUDGE effect.
But it’s okay, having seen his teeny weeny winky twinkling eyes, is enough for a fangirl like me.
Moving on, we went to
Redbox greenbelt, Makati
for the farewell party of our section leader, the man whom we always looked up to, Sir ed.
That was fun yet that was also the saddest party ever…
We ate dinner and , we sang our hearts out in that videoke bar,
and here I am again, fangirling in the midst of all dramatic moments,
and mesmerizing soothing yet invigorating song numbers of my colleagues..
Even though that was not exactly the last day of Sir Ed,
we enjoyed the party as if tomorrow would never come
and yeah, we really wished that 12:00 AM would be several light-years long.
But it never happened.
Yet, as the hour was getting too late,
we started praying and wishing for Sir Ed.
We told him how grateful we were
for having not just a good leader, true friend but also a best mentor.
He was a chum, companion, comrade, buddy , crony.
Name it, you might just ran out of superfluous words to describe him.
Anyway, as the clock ticked to 12 Midnight,
we bid farewell with each other with some tears in our eyes and heavy hearts.
Yet, we’re happy to know that for our last event party with him,
he had fun and made wonderful touching memories…
On his last day, we gave him a slum book filled with our messages, wishes and prayers for him
and we took our last 2 pictures with him.
That was really heartbreaking yet heartwarming...
As for me, that night was not just an FG party,
It also made me worry for the next party: the company’s anniversary,
because I still can’t hit high notes and my cough worsened it.
But the most frustrating of all was that I also have an imperfect unstable pitch. (T_T).
If only I could have practiced more, it could have been purrrfect and acca-awesome…
Ja! Till the next blog..
and we’re not yet used to it..
Though we can just pretend that he was still there
as if he was just taking a leave (long term vacation leave),
we still miss the ever supportive sympathetic meek and self-effacing simple colleague
who happened to be our section leader
He seems to be unreachable,
but actually he was very approachable.
When you’re in doubt and when you’re in very much trouble,
you can easily ask help from this person.
Definitely, he will save you at once.
He will clear up the questions and doubts
that slow down your progress on what you are doing in your project.
He was not only intelligent, he is also kind-hearted.
He does not only act as a confident and passionate leader
but also as a compassionate cheerful friend.
He possesses no hubris yet he emanates charisma
instead of authority that imposes forcefully his will on others,
which was why you would feel comfortable in his company.
He was not a killjoy. He always joined all of our gimmicks, trips and dramaness.
He would even laugh with us.
I’ve only known him for 6 months.
But he was the one who encouraged me and my colleagues
who were new to our department to work harder in spite of predicaments in our job.
Working with him was fun
and what seemed to be stressful exhausting job
became a stress-free exhilarating learning experience.
I’ve learned to love my new work because of this section leader of ours
even though it was not exactly the same with my dream job.
Indeed , he was our inspiration.
I just hope all leaders will be like him
who unselfishly share his knowledge to everyone,
who unostentatiously lead his members to their goals
and who does not only lead but also befriends his members.
Wooh,, My introduction became too lengthy again.*gomen ne*
I just can’t stop my fingers to press the keyboards
as if I was programmed to do so.
I just love to express the deepest thoughts, and distant memories
that I could still dredge up even though my eyes felt heavy
that anytime, it might drop, bounce, and roll like a marble.
Lols
Anyway, before I quip rubbish stuffs again,
let me share with you the parties that caused the fats
to accumulate in my tummy and in my calves.
First of all:
our Food Trip at Giligans c/o Sir Orvz
who was as friendly and fantastic as our section leader.
It was fun, and it was filled again with mouth-watering delicacies
but we only stayed there for a while.
We just took pictures and here it goes again being paired with any single men.
Too bad, I was not able to have a picture taken with the best…
It must have been *kiliggers* with CLOUD NINE CHOCO FUDGE effect.
But it’s okay, having seen his teeny weeny winky twinkling eyes, is enough for a fangirl like me.
Moving on, we went to
Redbox greenbelt, Makati
for the farewell party of our section leader, the man whom we always looked up to, Sir ed.
That was fun yet that was also the saddest party ever…
We ate dinner and , we sang our hearts out in that videoke bar,
and here I am again, fangirling in the midst of all dramatic moments,
and mesmerizing soothing yet invigorating song numbers of my colleagues..
Even though that was not exactly the last day of Sir Ed,
we enjoyed the party as if tomorrow would never come
and yeah, we really wished that 12:00 AM would be several light-years long.
But it never happened.
Yet, as the hour was getting too late,
we started praying and wishing for Sir Ed.
We told him how grateful we were
for having not just a good leader, true friend but also a best mentor.
He was a chum, companion, comrade, buddy , crony.
Name it, you might just ran out of superfluous words to describe him.
Anyway, as the clock ticked to 12 Midnight,
we bid farewell with each other with some tears in our eyes and heavy hearts.
Yet, we’re happy to know that for our last event party with him,
he had fun and made wonderful touching memories…
On his last day, we gave him a slum book filled with our messages, wishes and prayers for him
and we took our last 2 pictures with him.
That was really heartbreaking yet heartwarming...
As for me, that night was not just an FG party,
It also made me worry for the next party: the company’s anniversary,
because I still can’t hit high notes and my cough worsened it.
But the most frustrating of all was that I also have an imperfect unstable pitch. (T_T).
If only I could have practiced more, it could have been purrrfect and acca-awesome…
Ja! Till the next blog..