My oh my! I was writing this on October 21, 2025. It’s been seven years since this unforgettable day of my life. Yes, it was—and it still lingers in me. Two weeks ago, I began retrieving some photos that I can still post here. I was planning to write this too, just as I had written the UNIFIED PRODUCTS AND SERVICES CAR CLUB 2018 that same year.
Last summer of 2024, I once again witnessed the quiet elegance of Subic. It was clean, it was neat, it was dry, it was uplifting, and ethereal—quite isolated, probably due to the fact that it was heavily affected by the pandemic in 2020. It was spacious back in 2018, and it’s even more tranquil now. It saddens me that most of the shops are closed, especially the popular places for shoes. I remember we had stopped for Mentor Mike to check some shoes. Now on fam vacay, we had coffee at Xtremely Xpresso, and I uploaded our coffee moment. I wished to have coffee at the café of Subic Yacht Club, where we waited for them yachting, because we were not top earners. But we had a dog, so it was a better idea to explore a new place—and Xtremely Xpresso was the kind of café everyone would love. I felt bad for the hotpot restaurant nearby; I didn’t see a single customer dine there when we were around. We truly need a credible leader who embodies leadership, ay!
Back in 2018, after finishing the car club blog, I was planning to write about the next day’s event—it was the yacht exclusive for top earners. Somebody told me, “Di na, di ka naman kasama sa yate.” Okay, I just posted it on Facebook. Some of it is gone and was removed by me because of my anxiety, frustration, and sorrow over what went wrong with me during 2019.
So after that day, October 22, 2018, everyone made their own way home. Some teams joined together, stayed, and swam at nearby resorts—possibly somewhere in Bataan. But for us, with our core leader Sir Christian Casoyla, we really didn’t know where to go. We were sitting in the parking lot of Ocean Adventure. Sir Benjoe was inviting us to join them in their car, but my bag was left in President Manny’s Range Rover. I was riding with the top 3—I didn’t even know them. Sir Christian was with Sir Eric, and Grand Upline Careen Torregosa was with Sir Josh Abonales in her BMW Z4. She didn’t want to drive alone in Metro Manila and she’s from Cebu. I told Sir Christian that my bag was left in the car. Ma’am Angeline told me they were heading to the parking lot of Camayan Beach Resort. Some people, I think, were UPS staff walking around. I didn’t know where to go. We were told to go around—they were neighbors.
You see, there were only four Eagles in this event. The other one—one of my uplines who always assisted me since we lived nearby—joined the other team going to Bataan. She was riding with them. How did we get separated? It was planned that I would join Sir Benjoe’s Montero, but Ma’am Careen insisted on getting my things and going back to the Apartelle. We didn’t even plan to join this event. We didn’t have shirts with the car club logo on them. We didn’t pay anything until the Grand Upline came from Cebu and asked her people in Eagles Manila to be with her. If it weren’t for her, she would have been the only one in her entire team. Sir Christian was immediately booked to go to Manila, and he arrived around midnight—I don’t quite remember. I went home to grab some clothes. One of the leaked reminders said to bring an extra white outfit, and I did.
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I deleted our room photos. I don’t have them… forever. Yeah, that’s right. Karma is on me for being too slow to learn and too egoistic to understand everything. I deserved it. XDD
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Our upline had to book an additional room at her own expense. We were three. She was obviously paid by the management for her slot as Top 5 that year. Then came dinner with the top earners later that night. I really didn’t want to go—it’s because I shouldn’t have even been there. The pressure was too much. It was at Cabalen, a buffet restaurant. One of our Grand Uplines, Sir Jeff, said something to me: “Ibaaaa.” I was embarrassed and, at the same time, thankful that he accepted me for being there. No hate, no ego, and no side comments. But truly, there were people who didn’t like me being there—I knew. One of them told me, and I understood their language. I didn’t have a choice. I was prepared to be starved! I thought I could just use some in-room amenities. Like, really, am I that penniless? Of course, I had a wallet. I didn’t have a chance to roam around the hotel; therefore, I didn’t know the menu.
I have that one photo on the table, but here’s a video that I’ve saved for years—one of my treasures. I didn’t delete it. (Please, if you happen to see this, Ma’am Careen and Sir Christian, don’t ask me to take it down. But if you insist, I respect that and I don’t have a choice. 😭) In that video, I had to swallow my pride for our team. I’m too introverted and awkward in socializing, but I’m grateful for the growth it gave me. You might think it was just a simple thing to do—no! I’m a weird, shy, and quiet type of student back in school. I even hated recitations. I didn’t know how to communicate well. Being with the Unified Products and Services team changed my life and allowed me to unlock things I never thought I could be.
Some of the top earner's swam and some had a bottle of beer. We'd rather sleep. It was Monday night and the bar was so lit. I wonder why the resort was that alive with other guests everywhere.
Good morning—it’s time for their yacht event!
Courtesy of Vina Mae Sepacio, one of the builders who helped and molded me. Some of the photos were previously shared and uploaded. It wasn’t even a new thing in our world—it’s a copy-upline and sharing business. We really do borrow and use our crossline’s marketing creations. Even photos are considered a tee-up. Please, Ms. Vina, allow me as well. 😘
I didn’t even get the chance to swim, not even at the beach — I really needed it for my health.
Breakfast buffet, courtesy of our dearest Grand Upline — and I enjoyed it heartily! (Not covered by the management.)
Thank you Ma'am Careen. You still have this photo. Keeping it.
Outside, everyone was checking out. They had to hurriedly take photos before running off for the yacht schedule. I was just sitting there in my white polo shirt. Why did it have to be white? Who on earth started that memo? 😅
When everyone was already in the car, the guard held us up because some rooms were still being checked. “Huwag mo munang palabasin yung mga luxury cars,” he said. 😂
Mentor Mike joked, “Luxury na sa kanila yun?” 😆
Well, congratulations — it’s convincing!
Kuya Guard, wanna join us? It’s only ₱15k for one franchise.
As for a simple person like me, I’d say having any car at all is already a luxury.
One thousand pesos for a missing air-conditioning remote control! Obviously, it was just misplaced. But hey — that could’ve been good fuel, noh?! 😅
That photo went too impactful on me when I got home. It was posted immediately. "On the way to Unified Yacht Party." Everyone is congratulating me because, I was included in their party. No — I was not.
We were on the other side, about to cross the road, all lined up together. They were talking about how strict the traffic rules in Subic are — as strict as in Dubai, Ma’am Tulod said. It was like more than what 15 or 20 minutes already, I don't know, I am that exaggerated. It was mentioned that you shouldn’t make a U-turn or cross the road if there’s even a car visible in the inner lane, no matter how far. I thought to myself, “Ganito ba talaga dito? Ang layo pa nung sasalubong” Those cars were minutes away before they can even reached us.
Now what! Everyone had to line up — every action, every move was being captured by the videographers.
Ahh! We finally have a place to stay. This is the café where we were supposed to hang out during our 2024 summer. I tried searching for it before going inside, but unfortunately, I couldn’t find the café’s name — I’m not even sure if it’s still there after six years. But since we have our dog, Mickey, we didn’t get the chance to go in and look around because we weren’t sure if pets were allowed.
It wasn’t just an ordinary coffee talk — it was a learning moment. Sir Christian was teaching me how to use the O.N.E. presentation using the back of a flyer. I really liked this café. They offered refillable coffee for only ₱1.00! That’s why I wanted to visit again. Back with my fam, we needed a place to kill time because our cars were coding if we were to reached Quezon City. Xtremely Xpresso is what they've researched and yes, I even uploaded it on my YouTube Channel.
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Ahhh, such serenity… why didn’t I step onto those wooden docks when I had the chance?
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After them yachting, the video shoot continued — top earners giving speeches with their luxury cars.
After that, they had merienda dinner at Chowking. Why every stop we have to eat? I don’t have a picture of it, but I remember. Everyone was heading home afterward. The top earners who lived in Laguna had to stay overnight in Subic because it would be a long journey. I was riding with Mentor Mike and Sir Christian Casoyla as we headed home. We had to stop for coffee because he was caught drowsy. Sir Christian gave ₱200—the green paper—but Mentor refused; it was on him. I forgot to return the money, Sir, but if you happen to read this, I’ll be happy to send it back via GCash. Sorry.
And of course, wherever we go, it’s always a meeting, mentoring, and mind-setting. Entrepreneurs have endless talks about business. He taught something, but I’ve forgotten it. There was something like “Z4, money/ATM boutique.” Oh, I remember—it was about posting yourself on social media. Oh look, the 8. Political. Yes! That’s where I started getting lost. My last post about Unified was around the summer of 2022 — Yes, I was wrong. Now, while trying to stay awake, one of us had to keep talking to him. To help with wakefulness, we ate the chocolate that Ma’am Farrah had given them. It really helped a lot.
Heading back somewhere, our GrandUpline joined us for a late dinner at Kowloon House, West Avenue, Quezon City. Mentor Mike has the photo of the four of us, but he never posted it, so I never got a copy. As we were about to go back to the Apartelle, inside the car, Ma’am Careen said, “Baliw na si Carmina.” Then Mentor Mike added, “Baliw na talaga ’yan.” It wasn't even sinking into my subconscious mind pa. They booked the first available room for eight people, even though there were only two of them. Truly, when you have money, you don’t even care.
I had to go home and prepare a solid O.N.E. presentation to deliver in front of them. They had to revalidate my speakership, which I failed to do the next day due to fatigue. I woke up at 4 a.m. for it. But, I still did it in some other time as my friends had already heard it in several of my previous speeches. Thank you so much for helping me.
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This special event, exclusively for them, was even more meaningful and impactful to me. The unforgettable fun I witnessed was said to be too baseless for me to post about. That I shouldn’t even be here in the first place. That I wasn’t included. That I was nobody. I wasn’t a top earner. I didn’t deserve to witness their success. The GrandUpline shouldn’t have allowed their downline to be here—it was a reward meant for those who had sacrificed for their winnings, a goal that must be targeted and patiently earned. Suffering before celebrating.
Though I was part of it, I couldn’t help but ask myself—why am I even there?
It’s my own destiny. I was aligned to be there—my own spiritual journey. For whatever reason it may be, this is the initial realization I’ve had so far. It was seven years ago. People may go against what I’m about to share, but note that this is for my own good. I’ve gained wisdom from it, and therefore, it’s my story. Not your learning. Not your time. Not your experience. Not your discovery. NOT YOURS.
Hold your ego, irrational mind. I know. I probably missing a lots of things that you have experienced but, but, I haven't started it yet.
We all have different stories to tell. Each experience is unique, even when you’re with people who share the same mission. In this expedition, it’s incomparable to all the builders from the start. Each of us has our own weaknesses to fight, past traumas to deal with, and hidden qualities to discover—ones that are unique only to us.
In my experience, I started this journey full of drama, challenges, arguments, hatred, pride, and negativity—a mixture of their indecent, ill-mannered, and uneducated ways combined with my own egoistic point of view. It was hard. It was heavy. It was draining.
A new door I had hoped would lead to a better life—an escape from an endless loop. Lost in track, lost in cycle, until I was completely lost.
It began back in college. I didn’t know which course to choose. At first, it was Biochemistry, but I had allergies. Then came Microbiology, but I wasn’t sure. Next was Business Administration, but my father interfered, saying it was only good for someone who had a family business. Then came HRM, and he said, “Mas sosyal ang Tourism.” I don’t even know why I agreed to that.
The course I didn’t understand felt boring. I think he wanted me to act more like a lady because I was too rough and boyish—or probably because it had more expenses for culinary classes. So, I just tried to graduate without failures. Good enough.
I had two training experiences: one in a travel agency and one in a hotel, both of which I hated. They didn’t align with me at all. Then I tried working in a BPO twice, and both times ended in failure. And that, for sure, made my career life miserable.
I told myself I would never go back to any formal employment. I even placed my last resignation letter on the first page of my clear book—it’s my UPS file. Since the summer of 2022, the very last time I posted about my business, I haven’t bounced back to the self I once knew—decisive and adventurous.
Every job application I took ended in failure. It’s been seven years of bankruptcy. I’m so drained in this current state that I feel like I’m vibrating. It’s too suffocating. Too frustrating. I can’t even see a clear path ahead.
Of course, I did try with two other companies, but one turned out disastrous—harassment, lawlessness, nauseating. I was only there to support a friend. I was right from the very start: I’m so done with MLM.
As I continued to get lost in my own limbo, I fell deeper within. I’ve achieved another awakening, but the spiritual journey is a long and continuous process. You still have to keep on learning. It was way too deep and complicated if I go through it with my wisdom, but I will focus on my MLM journey.
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"There is nothing more disorienting and depressing than to see the years pass by without a sense of direction, grasping to reach goals that keep changing, and squandering our youthful energies." - Robert Greene
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I've mingle with crosslines to seek comfort, support and escape. I've been with a mentor to mentor who can help us single lonely builders to establish our own organization. We form as a group. We were too different from each other. Different line. Different team's system. Different agenda. Different strategy. As a slow learner like me, this is not a good idea. I wished to change the line and team. Even let my best friend sign the contract of TOA "Transfer of Account" and hope for a lesser baggage to work on my new line. Then the time came. It happened in a snap when MAY 2022 election came. I was so high and so conceited to believe in "YOU ARE THE COMPANY YOU KEEP. BIRDS OF A FEATHER, FLOCK TOGETHER. YOUR CHOICE DEFINES YOUR VALUE." So, I hated people who are too stupid to choose a politician. There's too many of them. THE EGO BLEW ME AWAY FROM WHERE I SHOULD BE. Slowly changing to a new company. If you can see on our last mentoring session, "8. POLITICS." This is about what not and should post on social media. Great! I've destroyed my persistency. I've planted so much and I abandoned everything. Abandoned so, I rested. But I never quit.
Now up to this point. The more you are seeking the way of alignment, the more you are seeking yourself. I am getting the point now. What's my limbo anyway? I don't know what to do anymore. I'm at home doing nothing and waiting for the miracle. I've tried several money-making schemes but it won't work. Vlogging, freelancing, baking, anything just to avoid employment. I even passed the Civil Service Exam Professional to obtain a higher chance of acceptance. But I was not getting any chance and happiness from it. I still can't see a clear pathway towards employment. Til I remembered the word SURRENDER. That's the moment I understood everything. Realized this on SEPTEMBER 2025.
You see, I was in the right place all along. There's a reason why I'm even there in the first place. The line, the team, the company, the situation, and the troubles. If I only surrendered to the divine alignment that was given to me—regardless of the negativities around. You were at the right exact moment if you just fully surrendered and went with the flow of the Universe. What I did is to go AGAINST it. Look at them. My team stayed for years and grew. My crosslines in UPS are now top earners. They didn’t change the team. They didn’t change the company. They fought for it. Probably, that one full day of exclusiveness was right for me to witness and feel the serene achievement if I’d only stayed. I am destined to be here.
To others who are against me, let me remind you that this is my life’s journey—my own perspectives that link to all my past, my knowledge, my experience, my judgment, my discernment, and my life. If you think I’m wrong, it’s just because we are not the same. Do you love reading books? I do. Have you gone to the places where I’ve been? Possibly not. Do we share the same hobbies? Absolutely not. You don’t even write. It’s basic. So stop comparing your timeline to mine. You know that.
But if you think deciding on a new path is for you, then you probably need a new level. I haven’t even started yet. I don’t have the right to expect better when I never started all of these from the basics. So why would I look at some other places? This place was given to me because my soul needed it. I prayed and asked for the right guidance because I didn’t want to go back to employment. This industry is the best place for aspiring entrepreneurs. It provides free learning not just in doing business but in character development as well. Some stayed and made it. Why should I doubt it?
No wonder. The effect of Yacht Day is still haunting me. That very day was for me too, no matter how they got so envious, resented, and maliciously defamed me. It was aligned for me. It just happened, so it’s destiny. Back in 2020, I told someone about this—that I felt like I was missing Subic. He thought I was missing someone—what a laughing stock! The energy of that day was so unstoppable that it made me realize the success of trusting whatever the Universe gave you. “Pinaramdam na sayo yung dulo. Pinakita na sayo yung gusto mo.” I AM BELONG. I AM DESTINED. It just happened. It’s a test too—would you be humble enough to start all the way from the beginning to reach the end? To reach them Yachting with actual results?
It was ethereal. The same-minded people were there. Everybody had made it through. Everyone talked about mission and success. I felt their energy like I belonged, even WITHOUT A SINGLE DOWNLINE. “Wala pa akong downline niyan!” The Universe was too strong, way too powerful, to give this sign. That’s the only thing I’ve decoded so far. No wonder, right now I am nothing. I am still nothing—but I deserve it.
Still, I am forever grateful for FREE TRAVEL INCENTIVES, like I didn't have to force myself to pay huge just to hit the quota, like no matter how many times I refuses, like I didn't even plan to get there, because "All is meant to be" — it's truly unexpected. A wonder of true destiny. A gift to my soul for being ethical and morally right. "Yung hindi pinilit magkaresulta."
Wisdom and consciousness are the ultimate gifts you can ask for in a lifetime. They will help you in everything. I didn’t know it yet—until several years passed by. It wasn’t injecting into my subconscious mind pa. The hotel and yacht thing were average to me, but doing them when you truly deserve it? Hits different. Well then, Careen was right—nabaliw talaga ako.
"How will I know if I have surrendered? When you no longer need to ask a question. - Echkart Tolle
"When we are no longer able to change the situation, we are challenged to change ourselves." - Victor Frankl
Just like what happened—I didn't move my feet away from the shore. I didn't get a chance to swim.
P.S. To all my friends, uplines, and crosslines whom I unfriended or blocked (not the alleged criminals) — my mind was messed up. I apologize. I didn’t want to do it, but seeing all of you doing this business gave me mixed emotions and anxiety. It was my fault; I’m still learning. I hope you understand, even if it seems like you didn’t care. This is just my way of relieving what I needed to say.
