if i could…

i’d buy a house al and i can grow old in. a house for keeps. and finally settle in.

grow my business built on my passions. a reason to wake up early to everyday.

…i know i could. but only if i could…right now



  • Rule No.1: Never lose money.
  • Rule No.2: Never forget rule No.1
  • Be fearful when others are greedy. Be greedy when others are fearful
  • It is far better to buy a wonderful company at a fair price than a fair company at a wonderful price
  • Whether we’re talking about socks or stocks, I like buying quality merchandise when it is marked down
  • Price is what you pay. Value is what you get
  • It takes a lifetime to build a reputation and five minutes to ruin it
  • Cash combined with courage in a crisis is priceless
  • Never invest in a business you cannot understand
  • Only buy something that you’d be perfectly happy to hold if the market shut down for ten years
  • Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago
  • Risk comes from not knowing what you’re doing
  • If you don’t feel comfortable owning something for 10 years, then don’t own it for 10 minutes
  • If a business does well, the stock eventually follows
  • The fact that people will be full of greed, fear or folly is predictable. The sequence is not predictable


there’s something about talking to old friends that makes you really homesick….and sappy.

so if you’re an old friend and thinks this is too emotional, spare me the embarassment and don’t tell me i’m OA. i already know.

met them throughout the various stages of life. and i had told myself that i was lucky to have kept friends from elementary, highschool, university, and work – that it meant there wasn’t a period in my life in manila that i don’t relish.

well maybe an exaggeration – (have i told you about the real first job i had, i was in this company for 2 weeks, and i left in tears because i felt everybody hated me. well, i hated them back too. hmp)

part of me just wants to go back. and relive those times like i’ve never really gone away. and nobody else has gone away. but time and everyone has moved on. and it’s not like it’s ever going to be the same again. people have changed, some more subtle than others. i lost touch with a lot of people. i’ve found some again. i still remember my childhood best friends. each one of them. i have reserved that term for only a very few people. and i wonder if they think it’s too childish to remember. i wish i could tell them, no matter how silly it sounds now, that even if we’ve moved on from one best friend to the next, they still occupy the same spot in my heart. they made me happy. maybe even broke my heart the way only best friends can. and i’ve learned valuable lessons in life through them. and everyone i have called a friend along the way, had left a footprint in my heart. and when i meet them again, i wish there was a non-sappy way of letting them know (lest they think i’m dying or something.)

staying in touch can still be a drag sometimes. and we all get lazy until it seems it’s too late. we get busy with the not-so-important parts of life. or your wedding comes up and you start to hide (even if you’d love to have them there, you just have too many relatives and new friends to invite)….yes, Arnaldo, we know you’re getting married, and we understand why our invites got lost in the mail! (bwa ha ha ha)…and the emails start bouncing. and you suddenly remember them but had no way of reconnecting. or i start to think that maybe i have never really been that important to them.

yes, there will always be new people to meet. yes, there will always be other activities to fill up the hours. but old friends, when they’re gone, when i’ve lost touch completely, leaves a ‘non-fillable’ void.

parenting wisdom

If and when the time comes that I’d have my own children, I hope to live on this wisdom from Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.