second day of work

beat. i want richie.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

first day of work

Its my first day of work... and nothing... but its the first day of work. So i had to ask for work from jello, the one who's training me in accounts. She told me i'd be going with her to pangasinan on friday and saturday. Yipee! out of town work! im loving it already. She said id be taking charge too of a print ad soon. My excitement is actually quite obvious. there was a constant grin on my face. From the moment i stepped in with jinky (who also happens to be taking her ojt around makati too) i was excited. Fear was not in the picture today. But i feel it coming soon. Blah. i want this. Fear can help you, or break you. Jinky was annoyed at me. She was scared for her first day. Its wierd cause this is actually my first JOB, and shes only taking her practicum. She was scared of not being able to fit in. i told her "don't fit in, stand out." It seemed to have calmed her for about 10 seconds and she started panicking again... haaay jeng. But it was nice having her with me on my first day. We had lunch at GT towers. Jello wasnt in yet so i figured id take mine already so i can work with jello straight without a break.

After lunch was getting- back- to- "work" time. I finally got to talk to my adviser. She then tells me about the trip this weekend and i said yes almost immediately. But afterwards... nothing. Seeing jello researching about pangasinan, i asked her voluntarily if i could help. And finally she gave me some work to do. It turns out i was a big help. I knew a bit about the place. thank god. i though id suck the first day. but she had to leave for a meeting and i get off at 5:30 pa... and ym and friendster is firewalled... hwaaaaa... but i like this. im with my element. People here are nice, up and about. and so will i. woohoo!!!

yun lang. ;)

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.r

Time to Pause.

Please pray for the Madrigal family, and for God to give them strength especially our batchmate Mica.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

The anti-climax... from bora

Just finished Bora! i want to show you all the pics but boracay is best seen in person... The way i describe the place is "a big sand box for big kids". However, Tj's version is less glamorous and less enthusiastic... "its galera with whiter sand and more expensive..." Blah to you! but thanks for dinner...
I love it, i love bora and everything else there including their longga burgers!... Thanks for bringing me along jeng! the free accomodations made it worthwhile... that and falling from the flying fish... and drinking beer on the beach in the afternoon, and partying for like 4 straight nights, and not being caught by the bantay bata (ahehehe thats another story...) haha hmmm my body is still aching from the flying fish, and i was dehydrated, and i missed my mommy, my daddy, and my dog... hahaha but it was all worth it! biggest playground there is! And joyce? i got to use the massage oil you gave me... wow...

uhm... poste? italian? =p

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i just had my contract signing this afternoon with the ad agency. and yes, there was a camera present all thanks to the camera phone of Nans, the HR in charge.

I start work on monday.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

Boracay becomes a victory trip! woohoo!!!

employment... damn. Never thought i'd say it but yipee!!! but there are a lot of things you learn when ur a bum...

1. Parents have a right to annoy you...
2. It sucks not having a steady flow of money... which leads to...
3. You don't get to go out that much... which is why your stuck with...
4. You get to play with your dog more often... so you...
5.You get to go to boracay without worrying about any kind of work... however
6. You have to go job hunting to pacify your parents as well as get that allowance ;)
7. You get to take your time looking for the job you really want... and finally
8. You are able to realize there is a single window open with a nice view... and you jump.

and i did.

I start working as an accounts trainee less than two weeks from now... in an ad agency...

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

Hello! How have you been?

It's been weeks. Sort of reminds me of a song, "hello! how have you been? who've you been seeing these past few weekends? I know its not me... lalalala" and so the song goes... Last night, like every night, just reminds me of things i want to forget. Not because they hurt, but because they are too wonderful to remember. Mush in the morning.

I need to find work to get my mind off of this. Something, anything!

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

insomnia

this sucks, its already 3 am here and i still cant sleep! ive never been this more awake since, (hmm im not telling) this is crap. and i cant even log on to my blog. damn server is fuckin up! dammit!

Lets be a bit emotional here...

Ever had that sure feeling that everything happens for a reason? Everything has purpose. We get hurt so that we learn to appreciate others. We feel being in the dark in order to realize the light. We get lost in order to find the way back home.

I was about 12 when the World Youth Day was held in the country. The late Pope John Paul II visited the Philippines. I was with my family and with our neighbor. I don’t remember much but I remember going to Luneta early in the morning and seeing a lot of people awake and scurrying to find a perfect spot. The sun wasn’t out yet, but the place was already filled.

The celebration pushed through without me seeing the pope. I don’t remember what happened though. Afterwards, we made our way back to our car. I stayed behind with my brother and my neighbor Jal. They were looking at stuff sold by side street vendors. I think he was selling some toys or memorabilia’s. But boys will be boys. They didn’t like the idea I was hanging out with them, so they ran back to the car leaving me behind not knowing my way around. I was 12, in Luneta Park, with lots of people around. Of course as you would imagine, I got lost.

I walked around. I asked a policeman who didn’t help at all. I didn’t cry but I was about to when people started yelling and lining up on the sidewalk. And there he was in his pope mobile. He was waving at the people, and we were waving back. I prayed at that moment for him to see me and ask help in finding my way back. At the same instance, he looked towards me. Seriously. Eye to eye. And he smiled. At me! That was the closest encounter I had with our dear departed pope. An instance. But a moment to last me my lifetime.

Feeling all nice and giddy inside I turned around to a parking lot. And on my right was my car. I ran and went inside with a smile on my face all excited. I was 12. They said they were looking for me. I didn’t tell them I got lost. I simply told them I was walking around and waved at the pope and that he waved back.

You see, I wouldn’t have had that experience if I hadn’t gotten lost in the first place. And yet, I wouldn’t have seen my way back on my own if I hadn’t gotten lost. Things happen for a greater reason. Bigger than any of us.

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I will miss the pope. I heard about his death while we were in Hongkong. I cried in the hotel room while the news relayed the story of what had happened. He was OUR pope. OUR generation’s pope. And he helped me find my way back when I was lost.
“In his last hours he looked through the window of the Vatican to see the people. Now, he will be looking through the window of our Father…”


- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

Blah...

The last couple of days have been a blur. Blame it on the excruciating temperature or just plain boredom but every morning I find myself heavy, tired. I wake up a little before noon. I’m not saying I haven’t been waking up this late for the last 21 years… But everything seems to be different after college. I gave out my resumes before I left for hong kong and the days after I got back were series of exams. I had two already. The companies were basically around my village. I still don’t feel up to it but it’s a start. Baby steps as they say. I’ve passed them, not all im waiting for are my interview dates. I still don’t want to work but if I can wake up an hour before call time and not be late? Sign me up for the labor force! I need a better vacation. I need to see my friends more often. I’m just basically missing a lot of people right now. Why couldn’t highschool be more than four years? Everything was easier then but people still regarded you as “older”. Those years were fun… not to mention easy. I got to see my friends a lot. Got the right to be stupid a lot. Everything was just basically younger, more candid. Maybe I should just leave eh? A whole new start. An end to a beginning and a beginning to an end. This time I’m not going to be the one being left behind.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

Excerpts from a friend...

Nothing like a girlfriend miles away rooting for you to get lucky... and even giving you paraphernalias to help you along the way... thanks joyce! im so glad you're coming home this may! and loving the oil! can't wait to use it! hehe

Trip to honkong 2005!

where's Shali?!

i loved the subway and walking around hong kong. Everything's so clean. The only disturbing part were signposts with "do not spit" on it and series of "do not spit" announcements heard in the stations. But all in all it was worth seeing. Not to mention their wonderful hong kong museum of art! i love it, i love it, i love it! That it itself made it worthwhile to be in hong kong. That and the fact they had a Manolo Blahnik store at the Pen. Damn. lucky chinese. The highlight about this is the fact that my brother and i were always assumed to be chinese. The only words i know are "Pendi" and "Shi-shi". im not even sure about their spelling but it means "discount" and "thank you" ahahahahaha!

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