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Mr. Carlo Ople really got everyone listening when he started educating the audience on how to promote yourself as a blogger.

In between regular trips to my physical therapist for the knee rehab and my internist for the contusion on my abdomen, I still managed to attend the 7th iBlog Summit held recently at UP Malcolm Hall (College of Law). Sponsored by the UP Internet Society, GMA News 7, TV5, the DigitalFilipino Club, and Samsung, the iBlog Summit is a yearly event, usually pulled off with the phenomenal help of the DigitalFilipino Club’s doyenne Ms. Janette Toral and a host of other dedicated local bloggers. 

Indeed, I had been wanting to join this event for 2 years but was not able to because I wasn’t in town most of the time. The summit regularly features a host of speakers and players of the internet and online technology industry in the Philippines. But most of all, the majority of the attendees are bloggers themselves — in fact, the whole blogging community shows up in full force at this usual 2-day event.

Lots of bloggers -- both established ones and newbies like myself -- congregated and shared stories at the recently held 7th iBlog Summit in Manila

Between lectures — some of which targeting first-time bloggers and net entrepreneurs who are already steeped in the language of SEO (Search Engine Optimization), social media (Facebook, Multiply and what else?), as well as the occasional “troll” (bloggers and other internet surfers who scout online forums and web boards, creating mischief by creating an online scene by lambasting somebody else on the forum/board), you get to socialize with a lot of people who share your passion — blogging!

Since my blog was basically created to chronicle my weird adventures in Saigon land, as well as talk about travel and lifestyle and the social scene in Saigon, I was a bit shy to introduce myself to the many bloggers there that seem to have more interesting and noteworthy topics to blog about. For instance, we have a category called “Mommy bloggers”, wherein one lady called Noemi Dado famously blogs about her pain and anguish when she lost her son to accidental drowning .

Another lady, Ms. Ria Tirazona, talked about her struggle to lose weight — and blogged about it. One great thing I learned from Ms. Tirazona’s blog is that blogs could be a great platform for advocacy of issues and causes. That gave me a great idea for a blog that I can use as a platform for a burning cause that I wanted to write about.

Still, I never realized that a Bloggers’ Summit could be a venue to find or reconnect with friends and colleagues you haven’t seen for years. For instance, I met my former boss Wally at a prominent research company, whom I haven’t seen for more than 15 years, walking around in a cane just like myself. And Claire, a former colleague of mine in my early days as a newspaper reporter, was also there as a fellow blogger.

Bloggers listen to a speaker's tips on how to establish an online discussion community revolving around your blog.

I recognized Roby Alampay, a reporter friend of ours based in Bangkok where I used to be based as a PR consultant, now the head of the online edition of TV Channel 5. And there was also Howie Severino, Vice President for GMA News Online, whom I do recall meeting sometime ago when I was a young cub reporter writing health stories. But I could be wrong . . .

I and my long-lost colleagues got to even meet and chat face-to-face with the Thirsty Blogger, Mr. Fitz Villafuerte, a famous blogger well-known for his entertaining and informative anecdotes about watering-holes across the country. 

And one gets to meet a host of savvy bloggers as well. One such blogger is Earth Rullan, a well-known blogger in the blogosphere who blogs about fashion and women’s issues. Always wanted to be a fashionista blogger — perhaps in some future time . . .  ; )

But the best part of the Bloggers Summit is the plethora of information you can gain from just sitting there for two whole days, listening to a gamut of speakers from the tech industry as well as the local bloggers community. There was Carlos Ople, obviously from the famed Ople clan, ex-Friendster executive, who taught us a thing or two about knowing how to prepare a powerpoint so you can make a sales pitch to a prospective advertiser of your blog.

Again, not all of the audience, such as me, have had the experience of “monetizing their blog”, so this piece of advice that Carlos gave — that it is just okay to approach a potential advertiser provided that you are professional in delivering such a service — was actually filed into my brain for future use.

Very practical topics, such as “How to prevent writer’s block” by seasoned blogger Roy de la Cruz sure put a few stitches in our stomachs for the funny quips that he delivered in between some home-grown advice on the topic.

And at the end of the summit, we had our customary group photo. Now how I wish I could get a copy of that photo for my blog as well ; )

I vow that I will return to the Bloggers Summit next year, keeping my fingers crossed!

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Now I have to learn to walk with a steel cane -- but perhaps I won't need it for long ; )

I went home to Manila almost two weeks ago. I came home riding an early morning flight, was picked up at the airport in the wee hours of the morning by my dad, and then, figured out which specialist orthopedic doctor I had to visit soon.

I came home because I’ve been hit by a motorbike driven by an equally crazed young, female teenager who likes to drive off full speed while not looking in front of her.

At first it felt like a big bump in my schedule, just like the big bump this bike gave me on my tummy and my leg. I have two scheduled interviews for articles I’m dying to write about. I was one day short of enrolling again for the second level of bellydance classes I’ve been studiously attending the past month.

Yet these thoughts only came after I ended up in the emergency room of a supposedly upmarket hospital where the only people around there was a nurse and a guard. And you’re scared shit, not so much because you can’t move your leg and the right side of your abdomen is hurting like hell, but because of the realization that you could die, right there and then at the emergency room, for lack of attention or because everyone was moving at a glacial pace worthy of the demise of the dinosaurs.

I forgot my cellphone. I only had a beltbag and a wallet when I slipped out at night to buy breakfast in a convenience store a block from where I live. I couldn’t remember any one of my colleagues or local friends’ phone numbers. And I was continuously crying while the nurse was trying to ask what was the problem (wasn’t that supposed to be their job — to check what the problem was with me!).

And when you’re left alone thinking you might die anytime, it just struck me how short life is. And how much we spend our days thinking, worrying and working for sometimes the wrong reasons and for the wrong people. 

Life is very short — too short sometimes to worry about who likes us, what kind of achievement we’ve done, how much money we make, or if we’re missing that Backstreet Boys concert tomorrow. We’re walking leisurely one time and the next minute, we’re lying down on that road with our life almost snatched from us.

We must learn to live and treat life as if every minute is the last we’ll ever have.

But now, safe again in the confines of my little room, we also think about how we can turn adversity into opportunity. For instance, I went back to Manila to get a 2nd opinion from an orthopedic specialist (I think it’s a good idea because I was hit in the abdomen, and although the doctor in Saigon said there was no internal damage, you can’t be too careful). 

So by going to Manila, I get to see my family too. And my Papa will be happy. And I get to see my sister who is also a bit sick like me. And I get to talk to friends and potential biz partners to cook some really great ideas for new businesses.

Right now, the world is gripped with sorrow — from the devastation wreaked by an earthquake and a tsunami in Japan, as well as a potential worldwide nuclear catastrophe. Then the air strike on Libya over UN sanctions. And now Bahrain.

It seems that there is a never-ending list of woes, both global and individual. But as people, we know that the only way we can survive through these is to lift up our chins, strengthen our spirit, pray to God or our protective angels/guardians, and look on the bright side of things.

There will always be a silver lining behind any cloud. There will always be a reason for a tragedy in life. All we have to do is to find it — and to keep on having a positive attitude towards life.

Remember, the only person that can bring us down is OURSELVES! So look up and think “pink thoughts”. A happy life is just awaiting us behind that dark cloud.

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After a certainly most boring holiday spent primarily at home, I am happy to say that I’m glad that TET holidays (otherwise called Chinese New Year in other parts of Asia and Chinese-influenced communities in the world) are almost over.

Yep, I showed up at the office today, expecting our ever loyal employees to be there before me, and wallah — they’re not there! Only my dear colleague Chi was there. And so laughing at the absent employees, we had a great time just having a long and late lunch.

But what drives up my ire is that “I couldn’t access Facebook” during the entire TET holidays! In fact, I can’t access Facebook at all when I use the internet at home

Okay, some people will disagree with me about the inability or difficulty of accessing Facebook in Vietnam. Some people say that you can tweak your DNS configuration, or even use one of those proxy servers just to access Facebook.

But despite these maneuvers and sometimes, the lucky chance of being able to get online through some server, it is MUCH, MUCH MORE DIFFICULT to get into Facebook these days. Because of that, I am faced with —

* Not being able to contact friends from as far as half a globe away

* Not being informed about what friends are doing as far as half a globe away

* Missed the latest jokes, the hippest videos and the wackiest antics of a few colleagues and friends

* Missed out on a couple of friend’s birthdays

* Missed out on trends and news from the home country or the region

* Can’t announce my latest blog posts on my Facebook page

* Can’t announce my status on my Facebook page

* Can’t inform my friends about my recent travel & lifestyle articles

And most especially, I can’t access my directory of friends’ emails and phone numbers as well!

But there is also an upside to life without facebook — I get to read more blogs online. In fact, I stumbled on this funny blog from China called “Ministry of Tofu” (www.ministryoftofu.com). Aside from its witty remarks and funny, sometimes weird stories (pole dancing subway commuters, sexiest Chinese language teachers, etc.), it also features stories of the ever-present issue of “online censorship” as well.

Which means we are not alone in this problem in this side of the world ; ) At least they’re having fun and a few laughs out there in China with their queer stories . . .

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This was one of my earlier blog entries which never got posted until now. I think it is still relevant as when I wrote it just a few months ago — and forgot to post:

It’s exactly 10 in the evening on a windy Saturday night in Saigon. I was pooped as usual — but it was a great day. My colleague and I had great fun dragging our soon-to-be-married ex-colleague around town, trying to find a suitable dress for her “meet-the-in-laws meeting” the following day.

It is a traditional custom in Vietnam that before the young couple gets married, the girl meets her fiance’s parents in a dress fit for the occasion. And in this occasion, the dress is supposed to be befitting of the girl’s background — proper, subdued, not too revealing, and bright or positively colored.

So we dragged her to 2 to 3 stores in town. After three stores and about 10 dresses — a great majority brightly-colored, embroidered and some not-so-brightly colored — we settled for a fuchsia looking silk dress — subdued but marvelous for a dinner date.

It was a great day. We finally found a dress for our friend’s meeting-the-in-laws event.

No spinsters in Vietnam

Before our whirlwind trip around 3 great boutiques around town, my two friends and I passionately discussed the in-topic of the season– “weddings”. Let it be known that during this time of the year, which usually starts around November and ends roughly around late March, is what we call “wedding season”.

You see them everywhere — couples, couples, couples! The bride wears her voluminous frou-frou gown with a bouquet in one hand and the groom in the other, walking near the cathedral at Han Thuyen Street.  Or sitting on the grass at the park beside the cathedral. Or on the grass in the Phu My Hung compound.

Vietnamese couples normally get married before their 30th birthday, especially for the women. Even if the women are not yet prepared to get married, they are hassled into marrying before their 30th birthday. Because if they reach the age of 30 and are still single — even though they are already committed to one guy — they are called “baco”, which refers to a woman that has been left behind by the times – and suitors!

Such is the plight of women in this country. It seems like a woman’s value seems to diminish with age, much like the value of a car that depreciates once it packs on the years.

Which brings us back to the issue of my Saturday night blues.

Alone Again – naturally

Friday and Saturday nights are the busiest days of the week for the socially mobile. But the variety of late night fare is rather boring. Usually, it’s a DJ night at a famous club or bar in the middle of town (take your pick of Vasco’s, Cage, or Xu; the Fashion TV bar is already closed – don’t know why?) with the same DJs spinning the same records every time. Then throw in a couple of special visiting DJs from Ibiza or Mallorca — and that sums up the night life in Saigon.

For the locals, the places to be in are Acoustic Bar and Café Dao on _______ . There are also a growing number of bars along District 2 which are getting some attention these days.

And so with the dearth of interesting and varied nightlife in Saigon, it is no wonder that me and my friends are always hankering for something other than a DJ night in town.

Any ideas to spice up our lives here?

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My favorite Saturday afternoon cafe - Le Creperie in District 1

Continuing my blog entry last time, one of my typical Saturday afternoons in Saigon is to sit at a favorite café in District 1, with my handy laptop and tow, and blog the whole afternoon. It’s called Le Creperie on 15 Hanh Thuyen St. What is so great about this place is that it overlooks this small park with towering leafy green trees that provides the needed oxygen for city folks like us. It kinda gives you a bit of a countryside feel, even though the sound of motorbikes is not too distant away.

The staff are friendly at Le Creperie. Dishes are French-influenced. I recommend the Crepe Florentine with mushrooms and spinach lightly steeped in olive oil. Only a few doors away from Le Creperie is Au Pain, also a French-style/Mediterranean restaurant with a predominantly farang (Thai word for “foreigner”) clientele.

The charming lady owner is as charming as her restaurant. Although the dishes are tailored more for foreigners’ taste (the spaghetti with anchovies is not as hot nor salty as I had expected but more with a sour taste) and the meat dishes lack the proverbial spices that I knew Mediterranean food would at least have, the ambiance is definitely cozy and well-worth a leisurely meeting with your friends on a sultry Saturday afternoon.

Furnishings remind you of a Moroccan haveli with drapes looking like they’re floating on the ceiling and very comfy and colorful divans with patchwork cushions. A must visit!

The green and peaceful park beside Hanh Thuyen Street overlooking a row of restaurants.

Motorbikes and lover in the park in front of Le Creperie

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It took me about 9 months to get my life running smoothly again. It is tough to move — and even tougher to grow roots again, meet friends, check the places you used to hang around before.

Except this time, it doesn’t seem to be too unfamiliar.

We have all our places in this world — some more defined than others. Mine is an inherent feeling that as much as I want to be part of the fabric of society here, I will always be the odd one out.

Ever wonder why as much as you’d like to blend in, you seem to stuck out like a sore thumb? Yah — I look Asian, Oriental. I wear brighter colors, expose too much skin (the Vietnamese ladies always like to cover up in the hot sun while I don’t mind), have my hair dyed a brownish red color, wear too many dangling earrings.

The locals seem to know.  I’m not your average city goer — never was and never will.

All of a sudden you hope you were just born mediocre or even just your average normal Asian girl.

Slippers

My slippers welcome me to my new Saigon home!

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