18 years of happiness….

20246231_10155638572744602_567341122389827225_n

My husband and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary yesterday, 22nd July. Our first wedding was in Uxbridge, London, in 1999. The simplest wedding you can ever imagine. We did not really spend anything on that day. We did our small reception at my in-laws’ house and had very few guests. Nothing fancy.  We did our big wedding in Manila, where my over 200 relatives live. Haha Yes, we saved our money for our big church wedding in Manila in 2000.

It’s been 18 years, and when you have a partner who loves you dearly with all his heart, and I mean in action not just in words, life is beautiful. I feel that every single day since we got married. Of course, you can’t avoid the ups and downs in marriage but what makes ours different is we are together in every way. We have the same interest, same passion, same craziness. Our daughter knows exactly what I’m talking about. She grew up with a very loving atmosphere.

Recently, a mother and daughter, supposedly old friends whom I could call family really since I lived in Germany, accused me and my family of faking our happy posts on Facebook. That I try to portray happy and content life but in reality, I’m a vile person. Well, it’s my turn to hit back darlings and I am not sorry for what I’m about to say.

All my family and friends know, those who are close to me know that I speak my mind in social media. I don’t hide my feelings. If I am angry, I express it. If I’m happy, it is infectious that everyone could feel that happiness. I am probably one of the most honest person you’ll ever encounter. But to accuse me of FAKING happiness, that is something they obviously do and in fact, going through. They obviously feel so jealous of a great relationship we have as a family. I was obviously being watched closely by these people all these years without knowing that this is how they have always seen me – VILE.  Well, what can I do with that? Who’s been fake all these years then?

This person you’re calling horrible is the person who cancelled all her schedule every time you were around London, just to meet up with you and your family. This person is the person who saved her hard earned money for her trainfare, so when you’re finally over, she has money to pay for her expenses. This vile person never forgot to greet your birthdays on Facebook and kept in touch wholeheartedly. This person ignored your provoking comments on Facebook just because you hate her President. This person gave up her performing career to focus on family, and be there for her child, and always been happily married. This person is so loved by her husband that he pampers her everyday in simple ways. This person would rather have an enemy than be FAKE to anyone.

I just wish that they would look at themselves in the mirror first because they don’t look pleasant in my eyes either.

And eversince they found out that I am a Duterte supporter, they have attacked me on Facebook because of our political differences. Isn’t that pathetic? Politics, Religion, and friendships. Not a good mix really. They ruin all relationships. I don’t react on what they post on Facebook, but they always had something to say on mine.

Lastly, I am confident that all my posts on Facebook are genuine, honest, real and ME. What you see is what you get. That’s me. It’s a pity that some people are too jealous of people like me who can freely speak their minds. I really don’t care about who likes me or not. I have one amazing man who truly loves the real me and who sees me beautifully. All my posts about how caring my husband is, they are all true. For 18 years of our happy marriage, he made me feel special. Made breakfast in bed every single day when he’s around and not busy. He didn’t make me feel like a slave unlike other husbands who are so bossy, and just expected their wives to cook for them all the time. My husband and I have a healthy relationship, not perfect, but we are happy. We are together in every way, same interests in life. At least my husband is not a boring man. He’s fun to be with and not too intellectually boring.

Never insult my family. You know nothing about our journey and the trials we’ve survived. Our daughter is so proud of her parents, who are not couch potatoes at our age – just sitting down, pigging out, getting fatter and fatter, doing nothing. I am 46 years old, and my husband turned 60 last month. This photo was taken yesterday. Our daughter has the most hardworking parents inspiring people to take care of themselves, get fit, achieve their goals and be happy.

These people always talked about people’s lives. All I can say now is SAD. It is very sad that your true colours were just revealed now, when you have been feeling this against me for so long. I wasted my time and money travelling to London just to see you.

My advice:  Remove people in your life who are not happy with your success, and simply not happy for you. Never be afraid to be YOU.

 

 

Fitness First – best gym in Bedford

I am not being biased by what I’m about to say. I was a long time member of Fitness First Bedford before I moved to another gym, and then went back to FF since my husband started teaching there and became one of the Personal Trainers. I left because of doing Body Attack classes and FF didn’t offer this class during that time. My husband, Garry, did it first and got me hooked doing Body Attack class.

But let me tell you how happy I am to be back at Fitness First.

First of all, there are no cliques and favouritism at this gym.  Instructors just do their jobs, teach, then leave when finished. No favourites among the participants who are always being feature on social media. This is why I don’t feature one person on my page, I always show group photos. There’s no bitching from other gym members talking about other people’s lives after a class whilst having a coffee together. You will not find this at Fitness First because they have no cafe, although you can sit down and have a quick coffee from the machine. But in reality, the atmosphere is different. At FF, People work on their fitness goals with PTs. People go there to have a good workout, have fun in class, relax in the steam room/sauna, swim, shower and leave when they’re done. No smell of poo or dirty nappies around the pool or changing rooms. More quiet and relaxing. Always clean toilets and shower rooms. People, esp the staff, are very friendly, always smiling when you come in, greeting you and saying Thank you after. Management is fantastic. They do team building games everyday to bring positivity in staff relationship. No tension. Everyone is very helpful. Personal Trainers are so helpful, giving free trial sessions and very friebdly. I have sat there and observed what they do. They are really good with people.

Fitness First have great facilities, affordable membership, great classes, great instructors. May not be as new like the newly built one in Clapham but in general, it is a good gym to go to. My husband, Garry Noakes, is teaching loads of classes at FF now. FF gave him the opportunity to explore and use his skills. Not just one class, but loads of classes within a year of being there. FF gave me the opportunity too to introduce FitSteps there without begging for it. They asked me if I’m interested to do a class as they knew I am a FitSteps instructor and they wanted to introduce somethng new. They are so open there and very welcoming. No promises broken. When they say it, they will do it. So Thank you FF. Your members are benefiting from it. I try my very best to justify the way FitSteps should be delivered.

Overall, I recommend going to Fitness First. You will get the service you are paying for. That’s for sure.  No one will compare you to anyone. They have the best Personal Trainers in town who will help you achieve your fitness goals.

So, what are you waiting for?   Call Fitness First Bedford. 0344 571 2811 and look for PT Garry.  😀  

FitSteps at the Bedford River Festival 2016

Look at my FitSteppers now! They are performing people, performing!  Yes, and  infront of a big crowd after just a few months of doing FitSteps with me. We did a FiSteps dance demo at the Sports Village stage, and we were able to deliver the message we wanted to tell people about FitSteps and how amazing it is to dance. Wish all of my FitSteppers were on stage with us but I’m only allowed a few people to dance with me due to limited space on stage. What I love about my class is the mixture of levels/abilities/ages, and they just go for it. Some of them had background in dance, even a professional dancer, and others never danced at all, and it proved today that what matters most is that you are enjoying what you’re doing. That if you put your heart and focus into something you really love, you will shine in every way. To all my FitSteppers, THANK YOU! I am so PROUD of everyone, not just the ones who performed last week, yesterday and today, but EVERYONE who does my class! xxx

What an amazing weekend indeed!  Boiling hot, but brilliant!

My FitSteps classes in Bedford:

Thursday at Renhold Village Hall, 8pm  (£5 otd)

Friday  at Brickhill Community Centre, 9:am (£5 otd)

RENHOLD VILLAGE HALL FITSTEPS 2017-page0001

That’s what friends are for?

I have questioned the definition of ‘FRIENDSHIP’ since I have been treated unfairly, used for their own convenience, been talked about unjustly, and been bossed around constantly.

I am not perfect myself. I made a lot of mistakes in my life. Pleasing wrong people was one of my mistakes. I used to tolerate how they made me feel but then I’ve learned to fight. I’ve learned how to defend myself. I remember posting this Four Phantoms with Nicole Scherzinger on Facebook singing at the Royal Variety Show here in the UK, the next thing I knew, I was being belittled by an old colleague for appreciating it. That these celebrities are taking away theatre jobs from trained musical people. Yep, and I’m the one with a ‘small mind’?

I made myself proud the moment I stood up for myself after being trapped in a ‘one way friendship’ for years and from being looked down on by someone who always thought of herself ‘superior’. All these years I never felt inspired by her. Every time I called her, there were no praises or sympathy for me whether good or bad news. My husband always warned me about her, but I never listened and kept pleasing her instead.

True FRIENDS support each other, happy for each other. You don’t stab them in the back.

I knew I was not really being considered their friends when my daughter was not asked by her godmothers to be a flower girl. I was hurt by that snobbish gesture. Yes, I felt that we’re not friends at all because friends don’t do that. I felt that my daughter was not good enough for them. But we still went to that wedding even if it was kinda expensive for us. We paid for the present we were asked to sponsor. We were there to wish the couple. I still kept good friendship with them after that. Forgiveness is always practiced in my heart. Whenever they needed shelter in the UK whilst doing a show, they were welcome in my house. I still treated them nice.

I worked so hard to be good in what I do now. People trust and respect me in Bedford. I’m so proud of what I have achieved outside the performing world. I’m proud of doing fitness too, exercising to look after my health, not for vanity. I have a beautiful man who looks at me everyday like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world, who compliments me a lot, who shows his love unconditionally, and interesting to talk to. I have an intelligent and talented daughter. I love being in England. What more can I ask for?

I am not blaming social networks for falling out with a friend. Reconnecting with people you haven’t seen for many years is the hardest thing to do, but in this day and age we have the social networks that make it so easy to send messages to anyone. Scary to be honest. Everything in writing, less talking. And it allowed everybody to cross the line and DISRESPECT others. No matter how good your intention is, it will always be misinterpreted in writing. Sending a prayer is not considered a ‘chain letter’. A chain letter is something with a threat in the end if you don’t forward it to someone, but a prayer is a prayer. And even if you’re not religious to appreciate it, someone remembered you and prayed for you, and it doesn’t require a RUDE reply! If you treat your friend a friend, respect them, be kind with your words, inspire and support them.

The worst for me was finding out that my FULL name, Viven Mercado Noakes, was mentioned on her status, without me knowing it. Thanks to a few concerned friends who told me about it. You guys are my real friends. If she can do it to me, even as godmother of her daughter, then she can do it to anyone, remember that. She knew I have already removed her, so why do such thing to hurt me? Of course, to let the public know that I am the bad person and for her to get sympathy from people who dislike me. Their comments were viewed by thousands of people. You call them friends?

In this case, I’m not proud to have worked with such people.

I rest my case.

Silence is the best response…

It is very hard to reconnect with people you haven’t been in contact with for decades. You actually don’t have any idea how to say ‘hello’ to break the ice.

High School friends, as they say, are the best friends you’ll ever have. There’s nothing like High School life, my Mom used to say. All the fun things happen when you’re in High School. I had a great time when I was in HS, friends were nice to me, bonded with me, and supported me.

When Facebook opened, I started reconnecting with my High School mates. It was great seeing them married, with children, being professionals, living in different countries, happy and successful. I love Facebook for that. It makes me smile whenever I see success stories of my friends. After over 20 years, to see them once again is such a blessing.

Unfortunately, there will always be the ones who are not happy for you and are not quite pleased with your success. The mean girls in High School are still mean after all these years. Disappointing behaviour since most of us are in our 40s now.

I have worked so hard all my life to make my dreams come true. Since I was in High School, all my friends knew how much I loved performing. I was not the most intelligent student but I was always dancing on stage, entertaining people. They didn’t know though that I could also sing as I kept that to myself. I was more active in dancing. That’s what I wanted to do in life, and I am so proud to say that I became my biggest dream.

In College, I started dancing on tv to earn extra cash, joined theatre companies to polish my acting skills, until one day I just found myself doing my dream musical outside Philippines. What I did in my performing career made me the person I am now as a Musical Theatre teacher and Vocal Coach. Now that I am in my 40s, giving back is my goal. I have made so many parents happy seeing their kids grow in confidence, passing their auditions, learning singing techniques, improving their vocal range and performance. It’s such a fulfilling job.

I have learned over the years how to react and behave on social networks. A simple ‘hello’ can lead to an angry post about you, with your name being mentioned. Or one of your 800 friends had been holding grudges against you, taking your posts personal even if it’s not about them, being envious about what you do or have achieved. Or one got angry because of not hearing a swift reply from you and decided to badmouth you. Loads of Chinese whispers, leading to paranoia, resulting to anger, ending in fights.

And to find myself being judged and humiliated by people who have no personal contact with me all these years is simply appalling and disrespectful.

I have learned to NOT reply, and keep my silence. I don’t pay attention to angry people. Others love to jump on the bandwagon even if they don’t know the real story, provoke a fight, stir up stories, ask for attention. I have learned that SILENCE is the best response because once you reply, it will never stop. All I feel about these type of people is PITY. They didn’t grow as a person. They will always find a way to destroy you, even in silence.

Sometimes giving people a second chance by being reconnected with them is not good. Better enjoy your present friends, who know you now. The ones from High School will always remember you the way you were in High School. 🙂