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Happy Anniversary Q’ways!

Published September 5, 2009 by starvillanueva

“Happiness lies in the joy of achievement and the thrill of creative effort.”


 

I can’t believe how fast time flies, Q’ways Magazine is celebrating its first year Anniversary on this month’s issue!


 


 

Over the year, it’s fulfilling to be a part of Q’ways Team, I’m proud of the people who have helped us climbed the ladder of success by continuously sharing their skills and articles 13 From 8 Pages to 12! We owe the growth of the magazine to everyone. Thank You.

 

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When Least Expected

 

A Day in the Life of a Flight Attendant on Vacation Leave

Published August 4, 2009 by starvillanueva

I was invited as a guest speaker at NCBA (National College of Business and Arts) for their 3rd-4th year HRM (Hotel & Restaurant Management) student with Tourism subject. The discussion firmly focuses on my travels to different countries, International Tourism, customer related information and life as a flight attendant.


 

 

My seminar only last 40-50 minutes but the question and answer portion made my stay longer. At first they were hesitant to ask, Later on they started calling Ma ‘am Star! Ma’am Star!  Ma’am Star from each corner of mini theater room even some professors asked few questions too. It turns out to be a conference!


 

I actually had fun speaking in front of a crowd while sharing my stories and of course with pictures along with my stories because I’m not the type of person who keep telling things what they have but no evidence or proof at all (but words). I’m just laughing in my mind while listening every time I’m hearing stories such as I have this-that, Bought this at and there. haha! But I rather be quiet. I’m used to those kinds of personalities already. Oh come on, words are not even considered hard proof evidence in court hearings. The Judge may just condemn you right away. What I mean is, if you have it SHOW it. End of story. Not just by words. As the saying goes, puro kwento-walang kwenta! Again, I rather be quiet and let you boast your exaggerations and that’ll make me a good listener. Hehe!


 

 

After the Seminar, The College Dean personally thank me and told me that I should come back, etc. Then we proceed to HRM room to have lunch because they prepared lunch for us. After that went to Gateway Mall, then had a soothing massage at Blue Water Day Spa in Capitol Hills. The spa has a great ambiance and greenery view of a golf course, it’s like being away from the busy life of Metro Manila but it’s just actually in Quezon City near Celebrity Sports Club. (See Their Website)

 

I won’t summarize my speech anymore because it’s so long, but here’s my final message to them “Never get afraid of things which are achievable by you. Nothing is Impossible in this world. Many individual who’ve had a dream in their

childhood and succeeded in achieving those dreams has proved it. So I suggest we should aim and dream for a goal and try to succeed them without any laziness & losing control of ourselves. Let’s make every time worthwhile because Time is Gold!”


 

 

 

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My Mama’s Mansion

Published July 29, 2009 by starvillanueva


 

Ever imagine yourself standing inside your dream house while you are actually stuck on the traffic? Then you know the power of visualization or better known as daydreaming! This mind-body tool let us preview a better life, which gives us the focus to help make it happen. I know you’re all wondering why I am writing this way. Positive thinking matters.


My mom like everyone else always dream of a house, she successfully owned a house but still dreams of a bigger house with swimming pool. She used to say “maybe not now but sooner or later, I know that dream house will come – in God’s will.” After years of hard work & investments here’s the result!

OUR NEW HOME in an exclusive subdivision in the heart of Quezon City! where most of the local movies, teleseryes and commercials were being shot.with Swimming pool, 2 Jacuzzi, 5 Bedrooms with maid’s room, 3 spacious balcony, Attic on 3rd floor & grand staircase. Worth $230,000 US Dollar paid in cash and yet she doesn’t want to sell our other house (
http://starvillanueva.multiply.com/photos/album/61/My_HOME_Sweet_HOME ) for a very sentimental reason and because it’s where it all started. In short, it’s a lucky house.

Looking at those advertisements about Homes for Sale inspires me a lot that someday I will be owning one of the fabulous house. Every one dream as I do. Who doesn’t want a house on their own? Of course no one wants to stick in just renting a house or company provided apartments. But in the process of living we will start at a low level. It’s not quiet that easy. It might not happen overnight, but if you stay focused and have a strong faith to God, what you want should eventually come your way in his will.

Footprints

Published April 14, 2009 by starvillanueva

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand.; one belonging to him, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. “Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, You’d walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.”

The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.”

*Repost from Naysli

A Family Portrait

Published March 5, 2009 by starvillanueva

Family portraits are often regarded with less importance and it is probably done once, maybe twice in a lifetime but it is important because among the first things we see when visiting a family’s home is a portrait.

We have a portrait back in 1993 taken professionally by Mr. Allen Villalon. That picture still looks new as if it was only taken a year ago not 16yrs ago. Since my mom doesn’t want to move any things, furniture or appliances from the house to another she said everything should be brand new. We’ve all decided that it’s about time to have a new family portrait! Mr. Allen Villalon couldn’t remember our faces anymore because who would recognize faces in negatives! plus 16 yrs had already passed!!!

A Fairy Tale: Dreams do come true…

Published February 21, 2009 by starvillanueva

Ever imagine yourself standing inside your dream house while you are actually stuck on the traffic? Then you know the power of visualization or better known as daydreaming! This mind-body tool let us preview a better life, which gives us the focus to help make it happen. I know you’re all wondering why I am writing this way. Positive thinking matters.

My mom like everyone else always dream of a house, she successfully owned a house but still dreams of a bigger house with swimming pool. She used to say “maybe not now but sooner or later, I know that dream house will come – in God’s will.” After years of hard work & investments here’s the result!

OUR NEW HOME in an exclusive subdivision in the heart of Quezon City! with Swimming pool, 2 Jacuzzi, 5 Bedrooms with maid’s room, 3 spacious balcony, Attic on 3rd floor, grand staircase & unobstructed view of the neighborhood! Worth $230 US Dollar paid in cash and yet she doesn’t want to sell our other house for a very sentimental reason and because it’s where it all started. In short, it’s a lucky house.

Looking at those advertisements about Homes for Sale inspires me a lot that someday I will be owning one of the fabulous house. Every one dream as I do. Who doesn’t want a house on their own? Of course no one wants to stick in just renting a house or company provided apartments. But in the process of living we will start at a low level. It’s not quiet that easy. It might not happen overnight, but if you stay focused and have a strong faith to God, what you want should eventually come your way in his will.

I’ll post the interior of the house soon after they finish some renovations, repainting, when it already has furnishings inside and the pool has water already! Also watch out for the Grand House Blessings! Inshaalah!

**FOR MORE PICTURES OF THE HOUSE CLICK HERE**

What keeps me busy…? My New Career!

Published October 21, 2008 by starvillanueva

“Windows of opportunities open & close all the time. That’s why it’s important to seize these moments because they’re the keys to altering your present and creating a more positive future.”

       * 1st & 2nd Edition of Q’ways Magazine

Pardon me for not updating my blogsite lately this is my excuse!  When I was still new my flying hrs each month were just around 65-80hrs. Lately, I’ve been getting 100 something, this month (October) I have 153 hours flying time! 

Another thing that keeps me busy besides from flying & being a homebody was the recently launched Qatar Airways Magazine for the Cabin Crew. I was a part of the magazine committee long before the title has been given. We’re around 12-13 people busy brain-storming new ideas for the next layout, articles & new features from cover to cover. We are given Office duty indicated in our roster from 7-3 pm and  it’s being consumed productively.

 

How did I became a part of the committee? All forms of media has always been close to my heart. Communication Arts is my major, have advertising background because of my mom & sister’s travel agency & general merchandise, exposed to marketing industries because my family is entrepreneur and I got my certificate for OJT (On-the-Job-Training) as Public Relations Trainee in the U.S and became one of the campaign speaker during candidacy of Congresswoman Annie Susano in Quezon City dist II, list goes on.

 
I was hired as Flight Attendant 2 months after my graduation, so I never had the chance to really apply my chosen field. Q’ways – is such a good opportunity for me to practice what I’ve learned. I’m glad out of many who volunteered I’ve been chosen to be part of the team.

           * 1 of my Published Articles

 

I still enjoy flying but being a part of the print media makes me more fulfilled. I’m enjoying the  brain storming, comments, email updates, deadlines, follow ups, re-writes, disapprovals, interviews, photo shoots, editing, pictorial and the pressures because it keeps me busy & occupied.  I believed our potentials as a human are limitless therefore we should not just settled for anything we already have but still continue to aim for greater developments for our own satisfaction & for the future!

               * 1st edition timeline

       * Preparing for the busy day ahead…

          * with our Editor-in-chief Cheska & managing editor Nazanin

        * Rewarding Letter From Mr. Bandula (Vice Pres. Cabin Service)

     Related Topic: Q’ ways Team!      

     Happy Anniversary Q’ways!                          

When Least Expected

My 1st Real Estate Investment

Published September 16, 2008 by starvillanueva


Last February 2007 I handed 12 post dated cheques to my mom because she’ll give it to the Real Estate Agent for my first property investment. I had mixed feelings doing that because during that time I haven’t seen the location yet. The property is located in Amadeo, Metro Tagaytay (5-10mins) from Taal Vista Hote and Casino Filipinol. This was a pre-sell. This means the property is still under development and should be finished anytime soon. I decided to go after it because the terms were pretty good and because my mom also bought lot there for my younger brother & little sis.


It supposed to be 2 years to pay. Fortunately, I was able to lump sum the amount needed to complete it in less than a year. I felt like I need to finish paying it before I bought Condo sooner or later. (Still looking around) Anyway, if the area in La Excelsa Country Homes develops further and it becomes a prime spot, I might rent it out later. Alternatively, I could sell it later to get some potential income.

 * See my 2nd Real Estate Investment: A Condo Unit in Mckinley Hill – The Fort

What an ANGEL says..

Published August 29, 2008 by starvillanueva


An Angel says, ‘Never borrow from the future. If you worry about what may happen tomorrow and it doesn’t happen, you have worried in vain. Even if it does happen, you have to worry twice.’

1. Pray

2. Go to bed on time.

3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed.

4. Say No to projects that won’t fit into your time schedule, or that will compromise your mental health.

5. Delegate tasks to capable others.


6. Simplify and unclutter your life.

7. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too many.)

8. Allow extra time to do things and to get to places.

9.. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects over time; don’t lump the hard things all together.


10. Take one day at a time.

11. Separate worries from concerns . If a situation is a concern, find out what God would have you do and let go of the anxiety . If you can’t do anything about a situation, forget it.

12. Live within your budget; don’t use credit cards for ordinary purchases.

13. Have backups; an extra car key in your wallet, an extra house key buried in the garden, extra stamps, etc.


14. K.M.S. (Keep Mouth Shut). This single piece of advice can prevent an enormous amount of trouble.

15. Do something for the Kid in You everyday.
17. Get enough rest.

18. Eat right.

19 Get organized so everything has its place.

20. Listen to an audio cd while driving that can help improve your quality of life.


21. Write down thoughts and inspirations.

22. Every day, find time to be alone.

23. Having problems? Talk to God on the spot. Try to nip small problems in the bud. Don’t wait until it’s time to go to bed to try to pray.

24. Make friends with Godly people.

27. Laugh.


28. Laugh some more!

29. Take your work seriously, but not yourself at all.

30. Develop a forgiving attitude (most people are doing the best they can).

31. Be kind to unkind people (they probably need it the most).


32. Sit on your ego.

33
. Talk less; listen more.

34. Slow down.

35. Remind yourself that you are not the general manager of the universe.


36 … Every night before bed, think of one thing you’re grateful for that you’ve never been grateful for before. GOD HAS A WAY OF TURNING THINGS AROUND FOR YOU.

 

Missing Home…

Published August 28, 2008 by starvillanueva

Home is where one feels complete, whole, safe, happy & satisfied. But there’s a big question I have in mind. Why do people leave home? Why do people leave their comfort zone to embark on a journey trudging on foreign soil? Bearing the cold, slumber less night and the scorching heat of the day?

Many will say they had no choice but to do it. Others will say they chose to follow a dream. For whatever reason one has, they were seeking something, seeking opportunities elsewhere, seeking realities to their dreams. Seeking to develop & find themselves. 

 Why does one have to leave in order to find something? Why can’t it be that a person stay put, search, find what they’re looking for and remain where they are? Is it because that in order to find “that something” one would have to take a few steps. and then a couple more steps. Until before one knows it, they are already far.

This is not always bad. Moving forward means that you are doing something for improvement. Knowing that you are not idle can mean something. But knowing that where you are headed towards will lead to find your way back home (at the right time) gives one purpose.

I’m still enjoying the ropes of independence and if I were to ask the most important thing one should realize out of this whole circumstance is that every single one that’s physically away from home establishes a deep relationship with oneself. You only have yourself to count on. Surely you may be surrounded by many people, few good friends but at the end of the day your just by yourself.

I can say I am a bit used to this feeling of being far. But one can never fully adjust to being away from the place called home. One can temporarily forget. Or one can temporarily occupy every conscious minute. But deep within that void will always shout out for that need to be filled. A Family… A place called HOME…

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When Least Expected

Published July 13, 2008 by starvillanueva

July 9′ 2008 – I was on standby from 6am-6pm but they changed my roster to single Bahrain departing at 8pm.. Since I don’t like the flight I didn’t confirm it and I just sleep instead.. I woke up around 7 am because I saw a missed call from rostering so checked my roster again they changed it to Washington which I supposed to operate on July 12 and they removed my double dubai, gave me 3 days standby,only 1 day off then Washington again…

To sum it up, my day doesn’t start well, waking up with lots of errands ahead of me, roster changes, lack of time to pack my stuff, short sleep & time pressure! I really hate the feeling because I’m a very punctual person, I’m always ahead of time & never gets late.

I managed to be ready at 8:32 am just in time to wait for the transport bus. The Rostering called again to say “THE FLIGHT WILL BE DELAYED-I WILL BE ON HOLD-JUST STAY HOME”  It’s too early to be pissed off so I just return to my room, had breakfast, read our Lady of Perpetual prayer book & think positive that there’s maybe a reason why all these  unecessary things are happening…

Around 11:30 am I arrived at Technical bldg. since not everyone is on the briefing room. I went out to check my pigeon hole and was surprised to read a letter with this intro –> “CONGRATULATIONS ESTRELLITA” for someone who haven’t been flying for more than 2 years & without experience It never cross to my mind that I will be promoted so soon. It was so unexpected because there are lots of senior crew than me, some were like 3 years flying and just recently got promoted.

* I feel so blessed & contented in every single moment of my life,  I’ve learned that never place a period where God has placed a comma.. God has been so good to me all these years ..Copied From my multiply online diary...

 

 


Thank You…

Published June 25, 2007 by starvillanueva

DEAR GOD:
I want to thank You for what you have already done.
I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears; I am thanking you right now.

I am not going to wait until I get promoted at work, I am going to thank you right now.
I am not going to wait until I understand every experience in my life that has caused me pain or grief; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the journey gets easier or the challenges are removed; I am thanking you right now.
I am thanking you because I am alive. I am thanking you because I made it through the day’s difficulties. I am thanking you because I have walked around the obstacles.
I am thanking you because I have the ability and the opportunity to do more and do
better.
I’m thanking You because FATHER, YOU haven’t given up on me.

God is just so good, and he’s good all the time. Send this message to your friends, and continue to THANK HIM.

I can’t resist myself from reposting this Very Touching Story (It made me cry!)

Published May 8, 2007 by starvillanueva

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain.
Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs
towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me.
I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to
have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father’s drawer. Father had
discovered about the stolen money right away.

He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a
bamboo stick in his hand.

“Who stole the money?” he asked.
I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault,
so he said, “Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!”
He lifted up the bamboo stick.

Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father’s hand and said,” Dad, I was
the one who did it!”

The long stick smacked my brother’s back repeatedly.
Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost
his breath.

After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, “You
have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing
things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to
death, you shameless thief!”

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of
wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear.

In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My
brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, ” Sis, now don’t
cry anymore.
Everything has happened.”
I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did.

Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened
yesterday..
I will never forget my brother’s expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old.
When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was
accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time,
I was accepted into a university in the province.

That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet.

I could hear him ask my mother, “Both of our children, they have good
results? Very good results?”

Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,” What is the use? How can we
possibly finance both of them?”

At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and
said,”Dad, I don’t want to continue my studies anymore, I have read
enough books.”

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face.
“Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg
for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have
both finished your studies.”

And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow
money.

I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother’s swollen face, and
told him, “A boy has to continue his studies; If not, he will not be
able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. ”

I, on the other hand, had decided to further my studies at the
university.

Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house
with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to
my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; “Sis, getting into a
university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to
you.”

I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my
voice.

That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old..
With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my
brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction
site,finally, I managed to get to the third year of my studies in the
university.

One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told
me,”There’s a villager waiting for you outside!”

Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my
brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement
and sand. I asked him, “Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my
brother?”

He replied with a smile,” Look at my appearance. What will they think if
they would know that I am your brother? Won’t they laugh at you?”
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust
from my brother’s body. And told him with a lump in my throat, ” I don’t
care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your
appearance is!”

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He
put it on my hair and said, “I saw all the girls in town are wearing it.
So, I think you should also have one.”

I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms
and cried.

That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.
I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought
my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.
After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my
mother, “Mom, you didn’t have to spend so much time cleaning the house!”
But she told me with a smile,” It was your brother who went home early
to clean the house. Didn’t you see the wound on his hand?
He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.”
I went into my brother’s bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like
there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart.

I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, “Does it
hurt? ” I asked him.

“No, it doesn’t hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones
keep falling on my feet .

Even that could not stop me from working.”

In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and
tears rolled down my face.

That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.
After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited
my parents to come and live with us, but they didn’t want.
They said, once they left the village, they wouldn’t know what to do.
My brother agreed with them. He said, “Sis, you just take care of your
parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here.”

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to
accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But
my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman
instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when
he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital.

My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the white
gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, “Why did you reject the offer of being a
manager? Managers won’t do something dangerous like that. Now look at
you, you are suffering from a serious injury. Why didn’t you just listen to
us?”

With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision,
“Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being
uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly
around?”

My husband’s eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, “But you lack
in education only because of me!”
“Why do you talk about the past?” he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.
My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the
village.

During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, “Who
is the one person you respect and love the most?”

Without even taking a time to think, he answered,” My sister.” He
continued by telling a story I could not even remember.

“When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village.
Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back
home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one
of hers.

She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her
hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even
hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live,
I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her.”
Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me.
I found it hard to speak, “In my whole life, the one I would like to
thank most is my brother,” And in this happy occasion, in front of the
crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

-Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You
may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may
mean a lot.

Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you in some way.