Entrepreneurship

I dreamed of a dead lady trying to have sex with me. She looked like Abigail, but i knew she was someone else trying to copy her. i held her private part, but was holding back on having intercourse with her. there was temptation, but i knew she was there to get me. I held her closer to me to feel her body parts, looking for identification in case i wake up because i can't move my body even if my soul tries to.
I only was able to feel a hole on her back like she was pierced with half an inch material. She was telling me there was no other way now. I was thinking what she was talking about, and i thought it may be about my job. leading me to think what was lacking in me that i became tardy with my work. So while thinking deeply, i said in my dream "Philippines gets jobs from america, get paid, and buys product from other countries that support business in america" Something like that.

That was the one that was lacking in me. that knowledge of clarity.

While I said these, She slowly disappeared as i tried to talk and say that line while i wake up so that i would remember what happened in my dream.


When I woke up, I went down and watched the t.v. news on cnbc channel, "the world's leading business channel" and saw a discussion about using social network as an integral part of business. i opened my facebook account and saw my former colleague from Stream Global, Jenna May SanFelipe Loreto. Her status was about complaining why she woke up exactly 4:00 am in the morning and a question "What's wrong?" I commented "same" and she said "And So?"

I told her everything i know. and what happened to my dream. She told me to go to sleep quickly or else i will be hunted by the "ghost", as i first said to her, forever. I went back to bed, then I doubted if she is serious or if she's telling a joke because there was a smiley face after the message. I went back to the computer and asked her if it was a joke. she told me "Piece of advice King," something like, "go to bed before you ruin my morning."
I searched her last name's meaning, and 'Lore' means "to learn." I saw on t.v a discussion if entrepreneurship should be taught in shools. then i Searched for what patron saint is she studying at, which was La Salle. The patron saint of teachers. I remembered back in college when my father complained and reasoned out that i should be a teacher, and I thought if i am to be a teacher i would choose to teach entrepreneurship. so that i would learn myself how to start entrepreneurship.

Now, I am going to search for the 50 states of america's origin and etymologies in order to relate my job as a call center agent, catering products to different states.

I have formulated out of my dream that the 50 states of america governs 50 countries around the world, respectively i am about to search which state is for which country, and that in order to make the money cycle on our part, Philippines must buy products from the certain countries those state represent. Philippines get the job and money; money is used to buy asian or european products; europe and other asian countries gain money; europe and other asians use money to trade and create business with america, which america gives us the job, and the cycle goes on.

In order to balance the cycle of money, we must find which country is for the certain state, and which state is booming too much than the other state.

Let's say in Philippine basketball, if POWERADE is winning too much and its sponsors are gaining economic boom, while BMEG is always behind and its sponsors do not get much attention and market, there will be imbalance and harsh market competition. Healthy competition is always the best competition.

So getting back to the main point. If a customer from Ohio, which represents a country, gets too much free phone subsidized by the government, repeatedly calls in and tells his other friends you can get a free phone when you call this "lifeline service" company. Customers from Ohio WILL get too much free phone, and the government doesn't want that. Because he will be questioned for his fairness. Like here in the Philippines, the rich get richer the poor get poorer. True, "There will never be equality. Only equilibrium" as my high school teacher said in economics, but in order to sustain that equilibrium, there will always be a sense of equanimity, which roots to fairness.

If The three magnates, Lucio Tan, Yu Cheng Co, and Henry Sy gets all the customers, what about the small fry who wants to start his own business?

That's where the government comes in. What can the government do in order to give chance to the small business owners who wants to gain more customers? Where do the commercial tax go to? Should we implement a subsidiary for small business owners?

That's the next step after "Kumikitang Kabuhayan" t.v. show which teaches filipinos to start up their business.


So, on with the customers from Ohio. If Ohio receive more favor than the other states, the other states will hear about it and complain about not having the same privelege as Ohio.

So the next time we try to give out free phone to Ohio, choose to have their old phone repaired instead. (the shipping company will benefit from it! You know how important Transport is with Trade)

America has a way of keeping equality within their country. The next time we try to give free service and products to our customers over the phone, we can also watch the news and learn which state is in need in the stock market.

A Blog Will Kill You

A blog will kill you

While you are alive,

Taking time off your day

Just to write your insights.

But what would I do,

If this is my way

To remember the things

I feel in a day.

In the middle of the day,

I remember someone

Her name is Gail

She was a brilliant one.

In the middle of the day

I hear her voice through mine

I remember her always

And now that it is Valentines.

Bitter sweet the melody

The song that she wrote

It is my pleasure

if it is towards me that she quote

I want to thank her

For being with me,

For all the good times.

I feel bad i set her free.

Though good times passed

I know it will last.

Till' the day I see you.

Forever will it last.

Can't Say I Love You Lyrics 

Nina Hey baby, we just met  

I have him  You have her  

If we fall for each other  

Would it be unfair  

Loving one another this way  

You see  I love him so much  

And you love her too  

But baby when i met you  

I felt love so true  

Can't say that i love you  

But i do  

Can't say that i miss you  

Though it's true  

Sometimes i feel i wanna kiss you  

And hold you in my arms so tight  

But all I can do is stop myself  

From loving you  

If only i have met you before  

When no one else was knockin` on my door  

I'll let you in to my heart  

When maybe that's the start  

Of a promise that we'll never be apart  

But if you and Me  

Are not meant to be  

Lets just set each other free  

Let it be  

And if you and me together  

Means forever  

Then lets take the chance  

And build this romance  

But if lovin` each other  

Would only mean never  

Let fate bring us back to our lovers  

Who promised us Forever

-jillian gail juntila

A Friend of Mine

I have a friend her name is Ann.
I saw her one day she had a sickness at hand.
 She had a sickness like mine
A sickness of the mind,
 She is bipolar, while i am schizophrenic
I have a split mind, while sometimes she is manic.
 The last day of exams at work she had to go home last.
I stayed and waited for her and she said she didn't pass.
 We walked down the hall to go outside,
while she was swaying my way
She said she wants to go to U.P.
and lie in Sunken Garden all day.
 I said let's go, There's no harm in trying.
Deep inside I felt that might be exciting.
 We went and lied there
Almost for a whole while
she told me stories of her life's wiles
 I said let's go to Sogo
she said she don't know
We talked a little
and then went for a go.

Spiritual Love

One morning, on September 2, 2011, I woke up to go and prepare for my class in UP Diliman I had a class in sociology so I went straight to class and listened to the lecture which was about women’s right from being physically abused, sexually abused, prostituted, incested by brother, and being left behind. I kept yawning at the report. I went to my college library to leave my bag and then peeked in my classroom where I saw that I had no class for my next subject. I checked my schedule and saw that I needed a copy for my readings in my other class so I went to the College of Arts and Science where the copies are. While riding I was thinking about joining the UP fraternity. When I arrived I strolled around and followed the lighter path. I was also looking at the signs on the walls while walking and ended up pressing a light switch three times. I went near where the light bulb was and saw a sign saying “tara bible study tayo.” I looked up the stairs and saw three men with bowed down heads formed in a triangle. The three men were praying while holding their knees, Indian sitting on the floor. The guy in white asked me “Yes? Can we help you?” I said “Hi,” and he answered back, “Hello! can we help you?” I said, “Uhh, can I Join you?” “Sure, we’lI finish our prayers first. Ok?” I said, “Ok” and stood for a while and then asked them, “Should I stay here, or sit there?” pointing at my back. He said, “You can sit with us for a while, but let us finish our prayers first, ok?” I said, “Of course” and then I sat down and waited for them to finish their prayer. They were praying for the guy in my right, Mike, who, according to them, was troubled. After finishing their prayer the guy in white asked me, “So! What brought you here? Uhh, what is your name again?” I said “Uhh, David. Ay! Uh, o cge, King! King.” They seem to be puzzled and said, “Huh?” I said, “O cge, King David.” He said, “Ahh, si King David pala to e!” I said, “Huh? Bakit!?” He said “So King David, what brings you here?” I stopped for a while and then replied “Er, I was just strolling around” and looked at him. “Mhmm, So what brought you here? … Coz you seem to be a very spiritual guy” I stopped again, and then answered “naglalakad lang ako e,” He said they were a non threatening organization. I asked, “What is the name of your organization” he looked at his friends and said, “Still waters,” and then I remembered my friend, Ivy, who mentioned to me that she is a member of still waters. I said, “Ahh, si Ivy!” and then we talked about Ivy. They also mentioned Ivy was always with a certain guy. I asked for the name of the person I am talking with, but I cannot remember his name, though he introduced me to Christian, a guy in green with a dollar sign on his shirt, and Mike who wears a gray shirt. He asked me what religious group I was in. I said “Marami eh!” I said, “I’m a catholic, I am also a born again, and jesuit” He said “Jesuit? Di ba sa Ateneo yun?” I said I was a member of Knights of Columbus. He asked me if I was one of those Unification Methodists. I said I don’t know about that. He said, “So what can we do for you?” I said, “Uhh,” and cannot reply so he said “Coz, you seem to be a very spiritual guy.” I asked him, “Umm. Should we pray?” he said, “Sure,” “So what do you want to pray about?” I leaned backward and rested my hands on the floor. I said “Mmm. I don't know…” He said “Do you have any problems..?” I repeated, “Do I have any problems...” and then looked around. I saw the sign “tara bible study tayo.” and another sign “Stronger” then, I remembered my father. I said “uh, I want to pray for my father” he said “Why!? What happened to your father?” I remembered my father’s sickness. I said “He has prostrate… He’s sick. But the doctor says he’s good now… at least the doctor says.” We prayed on my lead, I prayed for my father and asked for help in our trials. After some more conversation; I took Mike’s number and fared well. That’s when I met Abigail Santos.
I strolled around some more and went to the museum of the university and saw a coffee shop. I chose between “kape amerikano” and cappuccino, asked for kape amerikano, but chose cappuccino instead. After I drank my coffee I rode a jeep.
I saw Abigail hailing the jeepney I was riding in UP Diliman. She was sober with liquor, and I just came from a prayer meeting. The first thing that came to my mind was to help her because she seemed out of balance. I glanced at her, and then she smiled back at me and blushed. The kind of smile that was cheerful yet shy. We both dropped off at the check point of UP where I also had a class and the jeepney will not pass. I asked her if she’s ok, but she cannot answer promptly and was swaying a little. I remembered the prayer we had where I asked for help in our trials and thought this was the test. That moment, I thought I needed to help her. We were standing at the check point. She cannot stand steadily. She said “Nasaan na tayo?” we had other conversations that was fast and as we talk more, the more we also understand each other. I asked her if she can carry herself but she cannot answer straightly. I thought of bringing her to her house but she can’t answer me where she lives. We sat down for a moment in the bench of the waiting shed. While waiting for a transport she said “Sorry ha. Sige, iwan mo na lang ako dito,” but I don’t wanna leave her in that condition. I told her “Hindi pwede!” When she thought it was taking too long to hail a transport she kept telling me “Sorry ha! babawi na lang ako sayo bukas.” We made sure we were going home but while in the car, in the middle of our travel, I heard this song from the radio:



I thought she was the one, and there was no other chance - that if i bring her home, my family would not agree of her - so I pictured eurotel as a second option. On going to eurotel, we stayed there and saw an old man with his friends. The old man tried to go out, but before he was able to open the door I said, “Lika na” and we went out to go home and make her stay in my house where she can rest for a while. I hailed a taxi cab, and when we arrived home I saw my nephew and called him, “Prince!” but he kept looking down and did not answer. We went upstairs, and I brought her to my room laid her on the bed and then washed her feet. She said she felt so cold so I took my blanket but decided that I wanted to hug her. I put my hand around her, and as I pat her I decided to get a comforter but she asked me, “Bakla ka ba?” I said, “Huh? Hinde.” She giggled, “Bakla ka yata eh!” Sabi ko “Bakit?” Then, I kissed her. While we were kissing, she paused and then asked me why I was kissing her. I told her I don’t know, and then I paused. She asked if I do this often. I said no. I told her I was a virgin downstairs, and then thought for a while and I asked her if I was a virgin. Then she laughed and said I don’t know about you. I told her to change her shirt and then she agreed. I was suppose to give her the buttweiser shirt, but I gave her the American shirt instead, then I kissed her again and we loved each other.

This is an oath for Abigail Santos.