PANSIT!

On my way to Laguna, I got lost somewhere in Las Pinas and ended up in Alabang's bus terminal. And there, one bus caught my eye:

I wonder why it was named as such. Do you get free pansit with every purchase of a bus ticket? Will you have long life if you ride it? Or was it for the sole beauty of rhymes? It didn't need a word related to speed, or travel, or their names. As long as it rhymes, it's gonna be fine!

If I would have a bus company, I would name it Pusit Transit or Damit Transit. (Sa sobrang bilis, lahat malapit!)

Reasons why I love my mom

It's mother's day and a lot of people on facebook are changing their profile pictures to that of their mothers. I changed mine too even if my mom doesn't have a facebook account (and I definitely would not want her to have one) so later this afternoon, I would show it to her as if saying "O, ma, tignan mo ah, love kita ah!"

It's a good thing that Hallmark invented this day (a great maketing tool to sell their greeting cards) so at least once a year, we get a chance to remember our mothers.

So here are some reasons why I love my mom.

1. She's prettier than I am so the genes really helped to balance the resulting look.
2. She forgives me over and over again.

3. My mom doesn't cook much but she likes to fix fruit juices.

4. She has sacrificed a lot for me

5. She went through the scary process called giving birth so I can be welcomed into this world.

6. Even with crazy decisions, she still supports me.

7. She loves chocolates so much so it's easy to make her happy.

8. She is a good listener.

9. She rants about her reminders over and over again so I don't forget about things that I must do.

10. Her overflowing love for me makes it easier to love others as well.

There are still more reasons why I love my mom. I guess I need to show her this again later to say O ma, tignan mo, love kita ah!

Are you sure?

After more than a year, the ninja is back and she's here to blurt out her opinions simply because blogging allows her to do so! (It's kinda weird to use the third person, perhaps only E.T. can pull it off)

I bet you don't care what happened to me within that year of absence and babbling about it would just be a waste of space. But at this moment in my life, I am a full-time freelance writer and I now write about anything under the sun or the moon (or nimbus clouds on rainy days).

And today, I am writing about a very exciting topic: INSURANCE! Yes ladies and gentlemen, INSURANCE! To be more specific, non-life INSURANCE!

This picture from emaster.com.ph came out first in google images when I typed in "insurance."

I used to be afraid of the general insurance idea because of those agents in the malls who have been using the same lines for at least 10 years to lure people into getting into an air-conditioned room with free juice. This usually comes with a "fear creation session" to convince you to get insured.

Classic examples of luring lines are:

"Mam may credit card na po?"

"Ay sakto mam! Lucky color namin ngayon Blue!" (sabay hawak sa plastic ng SM Department store na hawak ko)

Though I was worried that my nose would unceasingly bleed as I read and write about insurance, I discovered that the non-life insurance principle is pretty simple. You spend your money on something (like buy yourself a car or put up a business) and since getting something usually comes with fear of losing it, you can get it insured so if it meets an unfortunate circumstance, you can get it back.

In short, with insurance, what you purchase is peace of mind.

And with crazy typhoons and extreme weather, properties are now more at risk. With many bad people around, burglars and thieves are just around the corner so it is good to safeguard your home. With a lot of hotheaded drivers on the roads of the city, car accidents can hit you anytime.

So getting insured is pretty cool after all.

I have always wondered if any insurance company would offer insurance for heartbreak. The premium would be pretty high for sure because if there's anything as sure as death in this life, it is the occurrence of heartbreak. It's a risk but the insurer would surely have a lot of clients!

Since I have no idea how to end this post, let me ask you a question:

If you were J. Lo, would you insure your butt? What possible butt-affecting catastrophes are you expecting that you need to have it insured?