Dicembre Trenta, 2:54 AM (mercoledi)

Best Christmas ever. Ha!

 

            So, okay, I got kicked out from EB, and I wasn’t there to greet my friends. I wasn’t really in the mood to send out the cards, so I waited after Christmas.

 

            I was contemplating if I will give MBG the present he asked or not. HellO!!! It was too much. Yikes. Just thinking about it makes my knees weak. Argh. But then again, he already bought his present for me, so I need to give mine just to be fair. On the last entry I wrote, I haven’t made up my mind yet.

 

            We were offered a one-day time out on the 24th, Christmas Eve. I did not take it, since I heard that it’s a “double-pay”.

 

A DAY BEFORE CHRISTMAS:

 

            I went home after shift. I went to bed right away, because I was so tired.

 

            My folks were really excited about Christmas so they were kinda noisu. Uncle Buboy and his girlfriend came over to join the chaos. I don’t know what’s up with them. I guess it’s the holiday hype.

 

            I told them to keep it low, but they didn’t, so I got fed up and threw tantrums. But no one paid any attention so I dressed up and went shopping with Mom. It always works, you know.

 

            We have this thing called “exchange gifts” in the office. It’s actually an old tradition, wherein you will write your name in a piece of paper, put it in a box, and then your friends (or colleagues) will do the same, and you’ll pick one, and then you will give that person a gift. And before you draw lots, you will set the amount first. Make any sense? Sorry. Hahaha.

 

            So, I got Jelly and she wants a purple tank top. Mom and I looked for a tank top and we found one in Red Head (I feel that my blood boils when the term “red head” is being mentioned). I bought it right away before my mind changes and I decide to buy something else instead, which is time-consuming.

 

            We started looking for shoes. Oh my gosh!!! One of the happiest day of my life. I tried on the black boots that I was eyeing from Janeo, but Mom said that they make my leg look fat. Well, my legs are fat, so probably, she meant “fatter”. I tried on more shoes, but I found these 5-inch silver-sequined purple stilettos from Rusty Lopez exceptional and beautiful. I fell in love with it and the moment I tried it on, I didn’t want to remove it. Mom said they look good on me, so we bought it.

 

            Then, we started to look for a dress. Unfortunately, we didn’t find any. I think it’s because I wasn’t in the mood to buy cloths because I wasn’t patient enough. We went to eat lunch instead.

 

            After eating lunch, we went to Broadway Gems to buy head band. Again.

 

            I bought silver and gray flower adorned head band, a gem covered one and a red and gray scarf from Broadway Gems.

 

            Before we went home, we bought pili nuts and seedless dikiam. I remembered Lane. We used to drop in at SM to buy dikiams before we go home. L

 

            We went home and I went to bed.

 

CHRISTMAS EVE:

 

            I freakin’ woke late. I’m so dead. Anyways, they should give us a break, since it’s Christmas Eve. There’s an excuse for being late, since it’s a holiday. We’re not even supposed to have work that day, anyway..

 

            On my way, everyone was texting me like mad, and they’re looking all over for me. I came in late, and when I logged in, Richard approached me and asked me to come in his office. Here we go.

 

            It was a very nice, Christmas Eve sermon. Hahaha. He just made me feel guilty for being 45 minutes late. Honestly, he was really nice to me, so I promised to myself that I will never be late again. I went back to my station.

 

            For the rest of the evening, I felt sorry for myself for not getting the LOA. I should’ve taken it. I was also thinking about his present. Oh my gosh. I was excited to receive his present for me, but I don’t want to give my present to him.

 

            12 o’clock am ticked. I was on a call, and everyone greeted each other. There’s only one thing on my mind: MBG. After the call, I opened my email and sent him a Christmas greeting. I added in the end, “PS: you will get your present.” I made up my mind. I will do it.

 

            I ate dinner with Nonna Blair, Merve, BJ, Claire and Caesar. I asked BJ to squeeze calamansi on my pancit, which he gladly obliged. Yuck! I shouldn’t have asked him. His fingers touched the juiee first before it dropped on my food. Yuck. II last my appetite so I went up to Merve and Dale and fed them the pancit. Claire saw the whole thing and she couldn’t stop laughing. It’s not really funny, and I felt guilty, so I ate a fair share of the pancit. Yuck. Yuck yuck yuck/

 

            Since the pancit wasn’t enough, I ate my own dinner, which Mom prepared for me. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just kinda mutilated the food; removed the pork’s fat from its flesh, poured sour on the rice, and then give it to Ron. I ate the chocolate cake. Yum.

 

            Merve brought her camera and we took pictures before we went home.

 

            I came home. First thing I did was to lock up myself in my bedroom and took my present for him and sent it. I had spaghetti for breakfast, took a shower, brushed my teeth and changed, as if I was getting ready to go to bed. I logged in and greeting everyone a merry Christmas.

 

            “Merry Christmas, baby.” He said. Just hearing his voice again felt great. That moment, I wished to smell him. 

           

            He asked me if we should start with his present for me. Mom was lurking around, so I wasn’t really ready. I asked him if he got my present for him. He di.

 

            “You’re beautiful, Reg.”

 

            “Ssssshhhh.”

 

            “Okay, I’ll shut up now, but you brought that to yourself.” He said.

 

            My family left and at last, we were alone. We just continued talking. At first, I was on a chair, but then, I was so tired and I sat on the floor. I got some throw pillows, and lay on the floor. We talked until I fell asleep.

 

            I closed my eyes and started to murmur silly stuff, so he decided to go. I remember him saying good night and “muah!”

 

            Merry Christmas, everyone.

 

11:26 PM

 

            Still Christmas.

 

            I woke up in the middle of the night, hungry. I found cold spaghetti in the fridge. I guess that was the food Mom told me to eat when I wake up. Yuck. I bet Auntie Baby cooked the spaghetti. It tasted so horrible.

 

            I watched Max Payne. I regretted that I included it on my wish list. Dang. It’s just about drugs slash energy drink or something like that, very similar to Cobra, Red Bull and Lipovitan. It’s really a disappointment.

 

            After watching Max Payne, I went online and sent my friends e-cards. I logged off and went back to bed.

 

THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS:

 

            I just lurked around the house. MBG agreed to talk to me on that day so O logged in. My family was out again.

 

            MBG came and we played chess. Dang! It’s 4-6 in favor of him.

 

            After the sixth game, I asked him if he still wants to play. Fortunately, he didn’t, so I lay on the floor again and we talked.

 

            I told him that I’ll be a godmother to baby Sophie (our neighbor’s baby girl), and the christening would be the next day. Aww. Too bad, we’re not able to talk.

 

            The next day, I attended the Christening. I’d like to wear something extravagant, let’s say, something fit for a princess. But then Mom reminded me that most people there wouldn’t dress up like that. Well, I don’t want to be an attention-grabber, since it will be held on a Catholic church. So dropped the idea of wearing heels and a minidress and wore my Mary Jane Skechers, a purple top and Capri pants. Just right for the occasion.

 

            On the church, I was so bored to death. I didn’t bring anything; no camera, no phone nor iPod, I thought about MBG to entertain myself.

 

            After the christening, everyone went to Sophie’s house and ate lunch there. I sneaked out to go to our house to get my unimaginative present for my god-daughter, which is money, wrapped in a Christmas gift wrapper. I went back to her house and gave put it in her crib, as her mom instructed me to do. We ate lunch with my “kumares” but I decided to go home when they took out the wine and started drinking.

 

            I took Sophie with me, by the way. She’s so cute! My brothers thought so, too. We played with her while we watched Inglorious Basterds. She fell asleep on my arms to I brought her back to their house.

 

            I heard that my folks were going to Manila bay to watch the sunset. Since I didn’t have anything to, I got dressed and decided to come. I was dressed at 1 pm, and we’re still not leaving at 5 pm. They’re still preparing food and whatever, I think. . I changed my mind and stayed home instead.

 

           

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Dicembre Ventitre, 2:34 AM (Mercoledi)

            At work. No calls, not emails or whatever. Life is good.

 

            Kinda sleepy, by the way. I’ll start on Dicembre dodici:

 

            Payday. I got 13, 771 or something in my bank account. Wow. I couldn’t really make the heads or tails of how it happened, why is it that big and where did it came from. It’s greater that I was getting at APAC in one month. Whatever. I was juts thankful.

 

            I didn’t have that much sleep because I was so excited. Good thing, its weekened. I got up earlier than usual and went online. Said spotted me. Uh-oh, too late to hide. We spoke through mic and she told me about her experience in Colombia. She told me that she’s not planning to stay in Columbia for good and she’s going back to Azerbaijan with Over because that country is horrible.

 

            I cut our conversation short because we had to leave to go shopping.

 

            Mom didn’t have work too, so she went with me. We went to Albang Festival Mall to look for a black that I will wear to the black and white Christmas party.

 

            After four hours, we still haven’t found the perfect dress. I tried like, 20 different dress, nothing seemed to fit perfectly. Boobs were the problem. The vresses fit right on the waist, but I couldn’t breath, because they were super tight on the boobs.

 

            After five hours, I found this chic black dress in Unica Hija. Mom said that I looked thin on the dress. I thought so too. I bought it and we started looking for shoes. I started to browse in Charles Keith while Mom orders from KFC. I tried on some of the shoes there. They look so nice, but they didn’t feel right. Well, probably, because of the price. It almost doubled up the cost of the last pair I bought. I called Mom to ask her opinion. It was a no. She successfully talked me out of buying the shoes. Then again, Mom knows best.

 

 I’ve been eyeing these black thin-strapped stilettos from Gibi, so I checked out the store. Unfortunately, they ran out of that color. I love the shoes so much, so I bought the silver ones.

 

          After buying the shoes, we continued shopping for presents and some other stuff. I got three head bands (I have 7 at home, all in all), Steve Berry’s The Charlemagne Pursuit, VCDs (Taxi and National Treasure 2). We shopped for groceries as well.

 

              Well, I shouldn’t be out shopping that time, because I had an engagement, which was at Stephie’s place, in Nova. Weeks ago, she invited me to a party, which will be at her house. I was surprised that I got invite. Well, I and Stephie were good, but I don’t like her friends, like Jene Rose and Melody. They both apologized for what they already, but I felt that it’ll be awkward for us to see each other again. I didn’t really wanna go, I decide.

 

        Finally, we got tired, so we went home.

 

         The next day, I talked to MBG. I told him that I got invited to Stephie’s party, but I didn’t come since I want to go shopping. He asked me if I really want to go. Well, not really. Funny, he knew how I felt. I also told him that I had a haircut on the previous day, and he wanted to see it. I promised to send a picture later.

 

           He went to bed and I watched National Treasure 2. It wasn’t impressive as the first one, but still, I liked it.

 

            Later that day, I went to the Black and White Christmas party. It was really nice. The food was awesome. Well, the fish fillet anyway. Hahaha. I concentrated on the deserts while chatting with my colleagues. We danced til we got tired. They started to serve beers when Parokya ni Edgar played. I wandered for some time to look for my other friends, but I realized that they weren’t there, so I went back to our table. They were gone so I decide to go home too.

 

            I got home by eleven thirty in the evening. I went online and uploaded the pictures in facebook. Nunu caught me online again and we talked about her love life. She was cooking, so she and Over took turns talking to me. Saida told him, “Hey, look at her pronunciation!” As she handed the mic over to her fiancé. I think she meant, “Hey, check out her pronunciation.” Hahaha. Wow. They think I’m good. Well, that’s what I learned from the BPO industry.

 

SOMETIME THAT WEEK:

 

            I logged in as “Merav Israel21girldontaskasl”. Omar spotted me, and he blamed me. Well, I don’t really know what was his problem. It’s the Melissa thing, I guess, but I’m not sure if he knows that I’m Princess. You know, few days ago,  he got banned because he insulted me and my “ancestry” thinking that I was a Jew. Well, jew-wannabe, actually. Haha. Admin kicked him out and banned him, I think, since I didn’t see him for a couple of days.

 

            So, I paid out dearly for what happened to him. He insulted me again, but logged out right away, and then the Muslims picked irrationally, and sided up to him and insulted Merav too. It caused so much trouble and stirred up the room and alerted admin. I think I said some insults too, but not to the religion but to those lame chatters. Admin kicked some people out and yelled at me, saying that I was doing that everyday, and yada yada yada. She’s freakin’ mad at me. Well, what did I do? Oh, nothing. I think I was being a “lil rebelde” according to Maja. I have my reasons to do that. First, she didn’t kicked out the real bitch. Second, she kicked out wrong people. Third, she didn’t step in for me when I need her, just like what she does to Michael. Whatever. I don’t care anymore.

 

            Ayron logged in and saw admin yelling at me. He told me, “Gine, if I were you, log out.

 

            “That’s for cowards.” Then, she finished me off. I got kicked out.

 

            I think that’s all I needed to get focused in my career, you know. That site is a distraction. There’s a lot of distractions in my life already, and that the last thing I needed now. MBG talks to me every weekend so there’s no use for ebaby at all.            

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Dicembre Sette, 11:35 PM (Lunedi)

            Yeah, right.

 

            I’m actually on the production floor, getting ready for my ORT, which I’m not ready for, yet. Haha.

 

            Anyway, I’m having a great time in this company. No troubles in my relationship with my colleagues.

 

            As for MBG… sigh. One wrong move, our so –called “relationship” will go “poofff!”. He ditched me for the Misfits concert. Not that I mind, but he could’ve selected a different time for us to us to talk, considering that we only talk every weekends. On the other hand, JP was right. He has a point. I shouldn’t be angry because MBG informed me where he was going. At least he gave up few minutes of his time, just to let me know. Not bad.

 

            Since MBG wasn’t around, literally and technically, I spent my spare time in ebaby. Nothing exciting happened. I wonder why I still keep coming back in that site (grean face inserted here). By the way, Ana’s latest dilemma was losing her beloved student, Ahmed. So sad.

 

            I truly now believe in “love knows no boundaries”. Nunu left an offline message saying that she’s already with the guy. Oh my gosh!!!! Then, Saturday cam and she found me online. She sent her picture with the guy to me and to Ana. OMG! I was kinda hoping that the same thing will happen to me. You know, finding my own “happy ever after”.

 

SUNDAY: I wasited for MBG. While waiting for him, I stayed in ebaby as Merav. Oh wow. Princess Regine is very well-remembered. Hahah. Nice. Merav is not really that good in English, and most people were shunning her away, but some people were patient enough to talk to her.

 

            I’ve never finished my discussion with Pietro about his pimp, Melissa, but I guess I won’t really press it since I already move on. Besides, that byotch can’t really harm me. What is she gonna do? Publish my pictures out on public, for the whole world to see how pretty (thanks to Adobe) I am? Haha. I don’t think so. Plus, she can’t convince them to turn their backs on me, because one) she speaks broken English and two: she has a reputation of being a liar. She lied to me so many times.

 

            The funny thing is, though Merav is not that good in English, she can still stir the crowd, just like the old Princess.

 

            MBG came around eleven o’clock. I was kinda cold with him, since I feel like throwing a tantrum, which I obviously can’t, and I guess he got the message and logged out one minute before one o’clock pm. I think this is a repeat performance of what happened before. But this time, I’, sure and I decided not to apologize for not waiting for him to complete his “good night”/ whatever. But I will dearly miss him. Let’s see if I can make it this time with without apologizing until next weekend.

 

MONDAY:

 

            Merav continued bothering people. She’s friendst with Ryan :) , the guy from New Delhi. He guessed that “me no good no English” was actually her pick up line. Yeah, haha.

 

            Dang, I should’ve saved chat history because there’s a lot of things happened.

 

            Then, there’s this Chronos dude, by the way, whom I found really, really cute and charming. We clicked right away, just like what happened with me and MBG the first time we talked.

 

            Chronos was half-Greek, half-Filipino, born in Camde, London, but now living in Spain. He’s the only child, turning 19 this coming December 17th. Wow, I’m a lot older! Anyways, he was very nice, funny, intelligent and talented. I’m not really sure if he’s just being flirty of just naturally nice, since he knows that I’m a Pi girl. He showed me his videos and pictures in Facebook. So cute!

 

            Tim came and joked around with Wallersh while I was in mic with Chronos, letting him hear my voice. He thought that my accent was Filipino, since I’m from Philippines. I think I already improved, so I offered to talk in mic. Haha. His feedback: my accent is Singaporean-american, not Filipino. Hahah. That’s weird.

 

            We discussed about “The Hybrid Theory”. You know, mixed blods are usually attractive. Well, Asians are, anyway.

 

            This Hybrid Theory of mine should be a law, you know.

 

 

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Novembre Trenta, 12:45 PM, Lunedi

            Okay, the work was fine, though I’m starting to dislike few people, but I pretend that I don’t know anything and I’m innocent like a little girl blah blah blah, which always works. So now, they see me as  “baby” girlie who doesn’t know anything and not much of  a threat, which is more safer than the characters that I have played before. Hahah.

 

            Social life: still zero. One point if you call going out with Krissie to buy groceries a social activity. Well, I had fun with her the other day,. We had some grown up girl bonding over fries, burger, pizza, chocolate sundae, and garlic bread. We talked a lot about girly stuff. She misses Mark too. Hahaha. She asked me about Mark. Uhm, you know, what’s going on between me and him. I told her what’s on my mind but clarified to her that it’s a finished story, we’re both happy and he’s with someone now.

 

            Love life: Still zero. The relationship with MBG doesn’ t count, though my feeling for him are deeper than ever. He asked for a Christmas gift; same thing he asked last year. I’m working on it, I swear, but I think he’s gonna learn to live with disappointment. Why do I get this feeling that I love him, but I can’t give him what he wants?

 

1.)    I’m scared

2.)    I’m still thinking, head over heart

3.)    I think I love him, but the truth, I DON’T.

4.)    I’m not a sexual person, though I think about XOXO sometimes.

 

 

        Whatever. I’m afraid what will happen to us. If I said “no” this year, I guess he’ll back off a little, just like what happened last year. Argh. But I swear, I tried to forget him, and move on, be in love with someone else, but I can’t. Lord, I need you now, please.

 

            Online: I’m fed up with this Melissa. I’ve been a friend of her for so long, but I’m done. Just done. I don’t care anymore. She and her pimps are insulting me, putting me down. My online pals are losing their trust on me because of what happened. It’s just silly.

 

 

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Novembre Diciotto, 6:24 PM (Mercoledi)

        So where I left off? I guess it was about IGGY. Anyway, I’m trying to forget that guy since Ate Mel told me that didn’t notice, he actually took advantage of my “innocence”. Hmmm. She’s right.

 

            So okay, I signed contract with ACS and processed the paperworks. That made me busy so I wasn’t able to do “therapeutic notes” here.

 

            I talked to MBG this weekend. He noticed that we’re talking for than a year now, and for him, it’s record-breaking. I just hope… you know.

 

            During All Soul’s Day, HJ met up at Jeni’s dad’s graveyard, and freakin’ missed it. However, I did my best to come but Mom wouldn’t let me because I have fever. Instead, we went to a roadtrip with Auntie Baby and Auntie Nene’s families. We drove Uncle Jimmy’s parents to Pier batangas and we took the Calabarzon route.

 

            Supposedly, I have a scheduled meeting with MBG, but I wasn’t able to come since I went on a roadtrip with my family. I just left an offline, saying that I wasn’t able to come. Iggy texted, but we didn’t talk that much.

 

            The next day, I went to Makati City to undergo medical exam as pre-employment requirement, I met Shane; she’s also from APAC, and she’s tere for the same reason I was.

 

            “Dib a may katungkulan ka sa APAC?”she asked. I had a good laugh at that. Wow. I have the “boss” factor.

 

            I sent an email to MBG, confessing how much I like him. I just typed a little of what I really feel for him. I don’t know, probably I was delirious when I did that, since I have fever for the rest of the week. But at least, I let him know. I don’t have regrets. He replied right away.

 

            The answer was pleasant, but it was a “no”. I almost cried. He’s just leading me on. He’s with someone, he reminded me. And reading between his lines, during one of our conversations, she seemed a redhead. I want to cry.

 

            I shook the feeling off. I managed to effortlessly attract someone like Iggy, and make him, “aherm”, and I can do it again, with somebody else. I just need to find the right person. There’s a lot of guys out there. I don’t know.  But I like MBG, you know, and until now, I’m holding on to the possibility.

 

            Come November the ninth kicks ouff out AN class. I was a bit intimidated by my classmates because most of the are former trainers and TLs. All of us has more than one year experience. They’re good, and it showed when they introduced themselves.

 

            Ate Mona and Kuya Bong were in the class too.

 

            Four the first hours of the first day class, Art handled us. He’s a former ACE coach back in TeleTech. He’s so good and you couldn’t trace any hint of “Filipinism”  in his accent.

 

            After lunch, our trainer, Chinky took over. She made us introduce ourselves and then tell the class the craziest thing we’ve ever done. Of course, I couldn’t think of anything crazy because I don’t do crazy things (because I’m always on the safe side) except for one thing, which was sending “The Confession” email to MBG.

 

            I don’t know, but I think I was still delirious, so I told them about the email. Dang! I should’ve invented anything. Anyways, mine was very discreet and “innocent” compare to other specialists. Most of them were about XOXO. Yikes. And I since I discussed my personal love life, they all knew that I haven’t done XOXO.

 

            So, it was training the whole week. I was missing <BG so much.

 

            Weekend came and I watched Troy with my Carl during Firday evening. Fascinating story, though the movie was a bit different from the myth.

 

            Saturday came, and finally I could talk to MBG. We talked for like, more that two hours. Mom needs to clean the livingroom, and I was on her way, so she told me to log out.

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Ottobre Ventisei, 1:19 PM

          Whew. Just got home. It’s freakin’ hard to be unemployed. I’m starting to think that I made a wrong decision of leaving APAC. Anyway, it’s already done, so I should move forward. If I dwell on it too much, I won’t move it. Keep moving forward.

 

            So, after my birthday, I’ve been busy with caterings, and job hunt. My application in HSBC went bad, because this Indian lady evaluated me, and she failed me. It’s really a disappointment, I tell you.

 

            Two days after my birthday, we had a catering, so that made me busy. It was a pretty stressful and tiring weekend. I had a day-off, and the next day, I went to HSBC to process my application, and that’s when the disaster struck me.

 

            Since it’s my second time in HSBC and I got in and actually signed the job offer (means that I was already in) during the first time, but APAC hired me first, so I had to turn them down, so I was pretty confident.

 

            I made friends with this couple, who were also there to apply. Ate Mona and Kuya Don were veterans. The man had been with TeleTech, and as of the moment, he’s with Convergys, and Ate Mona was working in Sykes Asia. Both of them were big time. We had the testing, and then call simulation and a phone interview with an Indian lady.

 

            So, okay, I talked to the Indian through phone. After our conversation, I was asked to go back to the reception and waited for my name to be called. I was called by the HR, along with the tenured couple, and a guy that I don’t recognize. We were ushered in one of the negotiating rooms by the HR. She shut the door and told us that we didn’t make it to the next stage. We were like, “Are you serious?” Well, it’s not that I’m arrogant or something, but hello, those guys I was with were tenured! They’re the best of the best!

 

            And until now, I couldn’t believe that I didn’t make it.

 

            After that little debacle, the three of us went to Jollibee for lunch. We sat there with heavy hearts; all of us were quiet, probably, what went wrong or something, while waiting for our fries.

 

            The fries arrived, and we started eating. The two were pretty quiet, so I tried cheering them up. We came up with ridiculous speculations, like, the three of us were tenured, and HSBC can afford us. Hahaha, you know, just being bitter and all. The weird thing was, there’s a dude with us, and he looked autistic and had a bad accent. No joke, as in bad accent, and he got hired. Well, if HSBC hires people likes him, the business will go down, trust me. J

 

            After lunch, we decided to go to Convergys. It was Kuya Bong’s suggestion, since he’s still employed there. We got in, and were asked to come back the next day for the final interview.

 

            Whoa. During the initial interview, I didn’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for my fellow applicants. There were six of us in the room, five applicants, all girls, plus Diane, the interviewer. Ate Mona was interviewed by another HR.

 

            Diane started the interview, and the other girls were so nervous, and they kept blabbering, committing errors, and what not. I felt like answering the simple questions for them, since they don’t know how they would answer in English. Well, that can’t be. I made it to the next stage while the four girls were sent home.

 

            After testing, I stayed in the lobby to wait for the result. This guy (or gay) complimented me that I’m witty and oozing with sex appeal. Oh my gosh! Really? I was like, “duh, look at me, super heavy weight champ.”

 

            The next day, I met Ate Mona again. Okay, I put a detail on my resume that shouldn’t be there. The final interviewer, Jeff, found out that I was hiding something, and he started raising question that was very difficult to dodge. And since I’m a lousy liar, I gave out that I went to this school and didn’t complete a year. Dang. I didn’t make it.

 

            MBG and I talked. He told me something surprising. It’s an x-rated dream of his, about me. Well, I wanted to faint, you know. It’s not that I was grossed, but it was, uhm, I don’t know. Part of me wants to say, “Ew” and a part of me were curious. I don’t want to think about it. Gulp. He didn’t know it was my birthday the other week.

 

            Speaking of birthday, this one was the best one. I received a lot of greetings from people around the world. The best e-card was from Rob, because it has a hip-hop version of Happy Birthday as background music. I played it a dozen of time.

 

            The first thing I did when I woke up on my birthday was to look in the mirror, thinking, “I’m freaking old.” But hence I feel pretty. Hahahaha. I logged in ebaby, but it was full. It doesn’t happen everyday, you know, especially at that time of the morning. I waited for a couple of minutes, and logged in again. I was successful. The screen was full of “Happy Birthday Princess.” It was overwhelming. They are real friends, you know. Shimy from Lithuania sent me a great Princess e-card. Ana sent me three. Everyone was there, and even the people I didn’t know greeted me. I spent half day answering greetings.

 

            After spending my time with some of my e-friends, I prepared for the birthday dinner. I bought a chocolate mousse cake from Goldilocks. This year, I didn’t have a party, because I’m afraid that there will be a repeat performance of the disastrous birthday party I had last year. So, it’s just me, Ed, Mom, Carl and his girlfriend, Alyssa and Mark.

 

            I liked it. It was very peaceful.

 

            Then, last Friday, I got my back pay from APAC. It’s not much as I expected, you know. Nevertheless, I went shopping. I bought a pair of pink Reebok running shoes and a pair of four-inch high, brown stilettos from Gibi. It’s the loveliest pair of shoes I’ve ever seen in my whole life. I fell in love with it when I tried it on. To tell you the truth, the brown stilettos costs me three pairs of shoes from Unlisted. It’s the most expensive stilettos I’ve ever bought. My legs looked great on it. Well, they should be, since it’s expensive.

 

            I checked out the Charles Keith store. The shoes from there were expensive too, but they weren’t as lovely, classy, enchanting and gorgeous as the one I got from Gibi.

 

            I was on my way home when I felt guilt. It’s impractical. I was actually worried what Mom would say so I decided to hide them when I got home.

 

            The boys were there, and since they already saw the shopping bags, I showed them the lovely shoes. Well, I bought a lot of stuff, but I only showed the Gibi shoes to them. They said it was elegant and looks expensive. Uhm, yeah, it really is. I bought their silence for 300 bucks. I hid the items in Carl’s bedroom. I trust Carl, because we already did this before. You know, when I bought the blue Mary Jane Skechers. We knew Mom will nag at me again, because I already have that design in different colors, so we hid it. We did the same thing with the brown miniskirt from Red Girl. 

             Yesterday, I did the laundry. Mom offered help so I asked her to get hangers from Carl’s bedroom. I can see her from outside, through Carl’s bedroom window. Something fell on the shopping bag, and she picked it up. She touched the shopping bag. I froze from seeing that; my heart beat went fast. Apparently, she moved away from the shopping bag and gave me the hangers. Whew. That was close.

 

            Today, I went to TeleTech to reapply. I wear my sleek gray pencil dress and the Gibi stilettos. I picked Krissie up (she works in French Baker), and we went to SM Bacoor together. She saw my shoes, and she told me it looks good on me. Yay!

 

            I saw my old friends at TeleTech like Jess, Grechel and Jeff.

 

            I was sitting down in one of the chairs in the lobby, and I spotted Grechel and Jess inside. I think it’s their break. They got out and I hissed, “Jess!” Jess turned to see who called her. When she saw me, she looked surprised to see me. It’s like she couldn’t believe that I’m back.

 

            I stood up to hug them and they were like, “Oh my gosh, you’re so tall now!” Well, I’m 5’8 plus four-inch shoes, I’m a six-footer girl. Haha. I fed them the latest about me, like where I’ve been during the so-called “banishment” from that company. Jess commented that I look different now.

 

            “Really? What do I look like before?”

 

            “Sexy ka ngayon, dalaga ka na (you’re a full-grown woman), and tangkad mo pa. Dati, lagi kang naka-pink jacket, tapos ang gulo ng hair mo.” She said.

 

            I paused to think about it. Yup, big improvement! Hahaha. I was “baduy” then. I don’t wear miniskirts, stilts, scarves, swimsuit, and what not before. I was the girl in plain old jeans and t-shirts, with matching running shoes. That’s what I look like, wherever I go; church, school, parties, malls, everywhere.

 

            Unfortunately for me, they had to go. I waited for a couple of minutes for my name to be called.

 

            I’m starting to think that this pencil dress is bad luck. After Matchpoint Fit, I had my initial my initial interview, and I blurted out that I used to be an employee there. I was so stupid. The initial interviewer told me that they’ll just gonna call me because they have to check if I can be rehired.

 

            I started for home. I dropped by at French Baker to check up on Krissie. I bought cinnamon roll from there and told Krissie what happened.

 

            On the van the girl I was sitting with told me, “Miss, I like your shoes!” 

 

            “Really? Thanks!” I replied. “I like it too!” Well, I definitely do, you know. That’s why I bought the shoes in the first place. 

             “It looks comfy. Where did you get the shoes, if you don’t mind?” She asked.

 

            “Yup, it’s comfy. It’s from Gibi.” I answered.

 

            “Where, there?” She pointed at SM Bacoor.

 

            “No. I got these from Alabang Festival Mall.” I said.

 

            “Nice. I never actually looked at that store.” Betcha. Hahaha.

 

            “I like your shoes too.”

 

            “Thanks. Yours look elegant. I’ll check the store next time. Do you work there?”

 

            “Not anymore. I used to work in TeleTech.”

 

            “And now?”

 

            “I transferred to Alabang.” I said.

            “I see. Is it a call center too?”

            “Yup.” Well, I left out the fact that I’m unemployed, and I’m actually going back to TeleTech. Hahaha.

            Well, I guess that’s it for me and my elegant stilettos for today. More later.

           

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Ottobre Otto. 11:29 AM (giovedi)

            The day before my freakin’ twenty-first birthday. What now?  

            Last year, I was dreading and grieving about my age. I’m growing old. Too much responsibility, you know. But I realized that life is beautiful. Yeah, there are many responsibilities and challenges, that are given, but life wouldn’t be as exciting as it is without those. I’ll just have to accept that I’m no longer a prodigy. Haha.

 

            Anyhow, all people grow up. All people have birthdays, which come every year.  

            But you know what; I think this is gonna be the happiest birthday I’ll ever have. Because my family is safe and in good health, so I am (I feel a little sore throat), and we have a pretty, clean little house, and we eat at least three times a day. Plus, in the past year, I see the beauty of life. I lived, I learned and I loved. Odd to say, yeah, I loved. I cared for someone. Technically, I care for all people, but this one is special. He might be so far away right now, not knowing that I just realized that I love him and actually care for him, but I still love him. It doesn’t happen everyday, you know. I hope he remembers my birthday.

 

            I’m not really busy these days; I’m just pretending that I am. Haha. I’ve got nothing to do but to relax and wait for the next job. I take care of the house chores, like cleaning, cooking, laundry, dishes and sometimes, baby-sitting.  

            Since I’m free, Auntie Nene had me to go with them to the doctor’s office the other day.

 

            Before we left, Sam and I took some pictures,  

            I look after Sam while we wait for the doctor to see her. I saw my former colleague, Ada. She’s there to see the doctor too, and she looked really sick. She asked me if I know Jerome (her boyfriend), who just moved in Wellpoint. Kristina, Mimi and he were on the same class.

 

            She asked me if Sam is my baby. Gosh. Now, I look like a Mom.  

            After the consultation, we went home. They drove me home. My fratelli were home, watching America’s Best Dance Crew, season three, in DVD.

 

            I think I have a crush on Dominic Sandoval of Quest Crew. I don’t know, but guys who can dance really turn me on. Sssshhh. :-) 

            I spent some time in eb chat. The folks were alright. I had an argument with Biyolog because I teased her, crushing on someone. If you ask me, she’s a bit sensitive, but nonetheless, a good friend.

 

            MBG sent me comment, telling me that he’s doing fine in his recovery from Lasik.  

            For the moment, I thought I stopped caring about him, and ignored the message. But then I replied. Hahaha. I guess he wouldn’t really receive it anyway, since the new EB interface doesn’t send notifications.

 

            Then, last night, I went online to check if Janice replied to my message. Odd enough, there’s an offline from MBG.  

            “is there an invisible princess lurking in here somewhere? booo. oh well. just thought id come on and see if i could catch ya. i didnt see any response to the comment i left on ebaby, so i hope ur doing well. im still kinda recovering from the surgery. i hope to talk to you soon, ill tell ya all about it. for now i guess ill just say im still thinking of ya, hope all is well and good. ill say goodnight for now…. night!”

 

            I hope he logs in again to see my reply. I promise, nothing mushy! Hahaha.  

            By the way, John wrote this poem for me. He sent it the other day.

 

PRINCESS REGINE

 Princess Regine

 The daughter of the queen

Of light and spacious dreams

Who walks in sacred placess

 

Embroidered In the pathways of my heart

A lovely vision of satin-y white

And dark velvety curls

Her wisdom flows freely

 

To Touch with Splendor

The Low in Spirt

To Raise them High

On Trails of Share Happiness

And to Comfort

 

Those who Mourn

With Her Soft Sweet Smile

A Memory

Never to be Forgotten

 

            It’s so sweet, except that my hair is straight, not curly.

            By the way, I’m crazy about the movie, “Shall We Dance” starring Richard Gere, J to tha Lo and Susan Sarandon.  

SHALL WE DANCE

shall we dance

            Richard Gere plays as John Clarke, a lawyer who has a happy, but boring married life.

 

            One night, he saw this beautiful, young lady looking down from a window at Miss Mitzi’s Dance School, while the E-train he’s on passed by. From then on, he always saw the woman up there.

 

            Then, one night, John saw her, dancing with someone. He got out of the train and went to the dance studio. He signed up for ballroom dancing lessons. The woman’s name was Paulina, and she turned out to be a substitute teacher.  

            John attended lessons and had friends in the school. He ran into one of his colleague, Lincoln, who was known in the office as the sports buff. Lincoln was dancing in Miss Mitzi’s studio, and was actually good at it. John became happy with his new hobby.

 

            Beverly, John’s wife, noticed the changes in John’s mood. He’s always late, but he’s was cheerful, nonetheless. Beverly thought that John was having an affair with someone, so she hired a private investigator to spy on John.  

            Mr. Devine, the private investigator found out that John was just dancing. Mr. Devine invited Beverly to the dancing event in which John joined in, along with his dancing partner, Bobby, and Paulina was their coach.

 

            While John was dancing in the contest, his daughter yelled, “Go Dad!” and he heard, so he lost focus, and he tripped. When he stood up, he stepped on Bobby’s dress and it ripped, showing her undies. Bobby walked out as the same time Beverly did. John ran after Beverly to explain.  

            He confessed that he was ashamed of dancing, that’s why he didn’t tell her.

 

            They make it up, but John swore that he will never dance again.  

            Days passed, and Paulina decided to go back to England to join the Black Pool Dancing Contest. Paulina would have a party before she leaves, and she hoped to see and dance with John before she leaves. 

             John and Beverly attended the party, and danced. 

            You know what, this is the most heart-warming dance movie I’ve ever seen. It’s about love. Though the protagonist was old, it’s still cute. The plot was so simple, but the message was so clear.

 

            I’ll give ten out of ten stars. It’s one of my favorites now, due to the simple, yet exciting plot, superb soundtrack, kick-ass dance moves and witty humor.  

            Plus, the “Book of Love” by Peter Gabriel was the warmest calm, romantic song that I’ve ever heard. It pierces through the heart.

 

            I’m gonna watch it again.

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Ottobre Cinque, 10:36 AM (lunedi)

          Whoa. E ’stato un lungo tempo. Felice di trovare un momento per questo.

           Beh, ho lasciato il mio lavoro in APAC. È tempo di uscire dalla zona di comfort. Quindi, io sono disoccupato per una settimana. :)

            Dopo mi sono stufato, sono andato a lavorare. E ’solo un comune raffreddore, penso, ma ho bisogno di un certificato medico da presentare al mio lavoro, così sono andato a visitare il medico. Purtroppo, sono stato troppo presto, così gli uffici sono stati chiusi. Ho finto di essere veramente malati in modo che possano ammettere mi emergenza.

 

            Hanno preso campioni di sangue da me, e mi stendo sul letto. Una piccola, giovane interno si presentò e mi ha chiesto qualche domanda, come come mi sento, quello che è successo a me, et cetera. Lei mi ha fatto sdraiare nuovamente dopo l’esame di me e ha detto che dobbiamo aspettare per i risultati del test del sangue. 

            Il risultato del test del sangue è venuto fuori, non c’è niente di sbagliato in me, fatta eccezione per il comune raffreddore, ma comunque, mi ha prescritto farmaci per la bronchite. Tst tst. Medici. Ho chiesto un certificato medico e se ne andò in ufficio.

             La squadra era lì, ed erano ovviamente felice di vedermi. Sai cosa, apprezzo molto la mia squadra. Non ho mai sentito fuori luogo quando sto con loro. Mi sento come se appartengono alla squadra. Anche io non sto parlando con Arcel, quando siamo ancora amici, non ho mai sentito fuori posto. Io li amo e penso che mi amano. E ‘davvero difficile per me lasciare, lo sai. 

            Così, lì, sono stati sorpresi di vedermi (fatta eccezione per Arcel, come faccio a sapere, non stiamo parlando) soprattutto Anj, e il mio compagno di nuova sede, Kristina Decena. Si sa che cosa, quando Louie sinistra, sembrava che il mio mondo finito, e non voglio parlare con Kristina. Ma ho cambiato idea, e ha parlato con il suo fine, e ho scoperto che lei è così cool. Più la sua voce è molto dolce quando parla al telefono, proprio come Mimi.

 

            Peccato, Kristina andò a casa quando sono arrivato in ufficio. A proposito, sono andato in ufficio per presentare le opere di carta per le ie foglie e le assenze. 

            Mi sono seduto sulla mia scrivania, e cominciò a lavorare nella fabbrica di carta. Mitch (TL da Archie’s Team), mi si avvicinò e chiese, “ba’t hindi ko nararamdanman ang presensiya mo dito?” 

             I laughed at her and answered, “Actually, nag-mumulto lang ako.”  

            “Oye, wag ganyan, ha!”

            Le ho detto che ho appena sceso di presentare il mio congedo di forme. Ha detto che io possa presentare un modulo elettronico di lasciare posto. Dang! Ero così incazzato! Pioveva così forte quel giorno, ed ero preoccupato che non avrei pagato, se io lo sentivo, avrei dovuto restare a casa e di riposo. Ho lasciato subito e andò a Mall Festi.

 

            Ho comprato patatine fritte, ciambelle e tè freddo da Style Paese. 

Lunedi: 

 

            Sono andato a lavorare. Sarà la mia ultima Lunedi. Si stava bene, solo che io sono ancora in turni inferno. I rappresentanti nuovo resline sono di alcun aiuto. Ho sentito che si sta aprendo una squadra resline qui in paese. Oh my gosh. Sono così dire. Hanno appena aperto 10 posizioni per resline ora che me ne vado? Che schifo. 

            Anj told me that I still look sick.

 

Martedi:  

            James, Anj and Rance applied. I could’ve applied too, if I’m not resigning.

 

Mercoledi:  

            Non ha dormito bene, così non sono andato a lavorare. Parlato con MBG.

 

Giovedi:  

            Io ancora non andare al lavoro. Ho detto forza lavoro ho un terribile mal di denti, che era una bugia, naturalmente.

 

Venerdi:           

            Sono andato a lavorare. TL A è stato così incazzato di me, e ogni volta che parlo con lui, mi sfugge via e dire: “Wag mo ako kausapin, kahapon ka assente.” E ‘così pieno di merda, lo sai. Non ha affetto per noi. Egli non si cura affatto, finché non otteniamo bassi marchio, che è fasatidioso. E dal modo, è molto pigro troppo.

 

            La buona notizia era fuori. James non è più un rappresentante CS, lui è un rappresentante resline ora. Sono così orgogliosa di lui! Un anno fa, siamo solo una parte della banda Baon, ora è uno dei boss. E ‘veramente bello sapere che uno dei miei compagni d’onda fatta a superare la dura vita di un call center. 

Samedi:

 

            Primo giorno senza un lavoro. Infine, sono libero. Ci si sente così bene di essere liberi.

Domenica: 

            Seconda giornata senza lavoro.

 

            Abbiamo avuto una cucina in Woodstate. I guess I’m back in business vecchie, crappy e disordinata di servire. Ho aiutato, ed è stato così strano che io non so come servire gli spaghetti più. Haha. La mia pazienza e capacità di socializzare incredibilmente migliorata. It’s like I’m sorridendo a tutte le persone, chiedendo come stavano facendo, insegnando gli ospiti come a sbucciare e mangiare gamberetti con utensili da pranzo e senza toccarla con le mani nude. Wow. Questo è il lato positivo del lavoro in un call center; otterrete niceness falso e l’affetto per le persone che non conosci. 

            Credo che tutti mancati a me:) Cool. E ’stato un anno dall’ultima volta che ho aiutato.

 

            Quindi, va bene, stavo servendo gli ospiti. Non è che è difficile, perché è a buffet, non abbiamo bisogno di tabella hop a tavola per servire, perché gli ospiti rientrano in linea nella tabella a buffet per procurarsi il cibo. Quando nessuno sta guardando, ho spinta dolci yummy nella mia bocca, come le torte, leche flan e altre cose dolci. Mmmmm. Che è pari a 3 serate di saltare la cena e 8 chilometri di jogging intorno a La Joya.

 

            Quando la festa era finita, abbiamo iniziato a pulire. Oh cavolo. Gli ospiti sprecata una quantità vergognosa di cibo. Questo è quello che non mi piace per il servizio a buffet. L’ospite vi chiede di mettere tutti quei prodotti alimentari nel suo piatto, ma he / she ’s not really gonna è loro e li lascerà intatti.

 

            Durante la pulizia, io era come, “E ‘un peccato sprecare il cibo, si prega di non farlo. Ci sono così tante persone muoiono di fame in tutto il mondo.

 

            Mi era diverso, ho capito. Io in realtà la cura per gli esseri umani. Prima, va bene per me, quando vedo l’equipaggio di gettare via il cibo. Il mio cuore è affondata durante la pulizia, perché stiamo buttando via torte incontaminata, riso, cordon bleu, gamberetti (ci sono stati alcuni ospiti stupidi che non sanno come mangiare gamberetti con utensili da pranzo) lenguas, et cetera. Oh my gosh, queste persone sono orribili.

 

            Uno dei nostri camerieri, Jonathan era la stessa cosa in mente. Egli stava riponendo i piatti utilizzati quando mi vide, dolente oltre il cibo sprecato.

 

            Dopo la pulizia, io giro con la mia gente. Ho detto la zia Ebec che ho lasciato il mio lavoro in APAC, perché mi sto spostando HSBC.

 

            Le ho detto che mi interessa il lavoro che mi ha raccontato. E ‘molto eccitante, se mi chiedete. Ma c’è un solo problema, io non sono abbastanza e sono grasso. Beh, questo è in realtà due problemi.

 

Inoltre, sono preoccupato per i denti. Sai, Jurassic Park incontra denti sporgenti.

 

“È un ottimo amico di lei. Egli può Back You Up. “Ha detto. Okay, non credo che in linea di principio. Di solito, non mi piace per il backup, perché si sente così grande quando ho fare cose per conto mio, senza l’aiuto di nessuno, ma questa volta, è assolutamente necessario. Vero, posso fascino durante le interviste, ma se è l’aspetto fisico che conta? Poi, è fuori delle mie mani. Tempo per pregare e chiedere a qualcuno di intercedere per me.

 

Comunque, ho ancora una caduta indietro. Ho Convergys, Genpact, eTelecare, HSBC, Wachovia, TeleTech e ACS, come sostiene caduta.

 

Ho promesso a mia zia che inizia ora a dieta e darle il curriculum quando vediamo ogni altro momento successivo.

 

I logged in D ha risposto al mio messaggio. Dal modo in cui, D è MBG Bro’s. Molto tempo fa, ho aggiunto MBG in myspace. Egli non ha mai approvato la richiesta. La richiesta amico seduto nella sua casella di posta elettronica per un tempo molto lungo, e ho avuto davvero paura che c’è qualcosa che lui non mi voleva vedere in myspace, così ho cancellato esso. Poi, mi venne in mente che non avrei cancellato, ma ho ancora paura. Ho aggiunto D perché io sono davvero curioso come si è come.

 

D mi ha aggiunto, era curioso e chi sono io. Ora, questo è il problema. Non posso davvero dire D, perché se io lo dico D, dirà la sua big bro. MBG mi odieranno per questo, ho pensato, perché ho agito come un pazzo psycho stalker.

 

D pensa che io sono una persona che conosce, come un ex, per esempio, cercando di tornare su di lei. Ciao! Sono stato super gentile con lui! Mi suona come una ragazza che per vendetta contro un ex? Comunque, non è questo il punto. Il punto è, quello che ho fatto è stato sbagliato. Ma non preoccuparti, D non raccontare la myspacer misteriosa, soprattutto per il suo bro grande, perché non dare fuori e le informazioni sulla nostra connessione.

 

Mamma mi trascinò in zia Nenè vicino vendita garage. Beh, io in realtà non era in vena, perché è il giorno sbagliato del mese di provare qualcosa, ma la mamma era persistente, e poiché I’ma naturale nato shopaholic, ho controllato fuori. Che potrebbe davvero dire che ci sono stati i tesori nascosti in un grande mucchio di spazzatura in legno Estate? Ho trovato un giallo brillante giacca con cappuccio e una minigonna marrone. Tutti dicevano che la gonna sembra grande su di me, così ho preso.

            Okay, ci sono i nuovi elementi con la giacca (a pensare che io vivo in un paese tropicale) e la raccolta gonna.

 

Primo lunedi senza un posto di lavoro:

 

            Stavo bene. Sono andato jogging. Queste persone sono estranei per me. Fatta eccezione per Manong Fisherman. Ho detto ciao a lui, ed egli chiese di Mark. Davvero, non ho idea di dove sia Marco che il tempo, perché l’altro giorno, era AWOL quando ho chiamato la loro casa. Ho appena detto che Marco è occupato con il suo lavoro.

 

            Manong Fisherman mi ha chiesto come sto facendo nel mio lavoro. Gli ho detto che ho smesso perché mi sto spostando a società di Marco.

 

            Corsi per un’ora e poi tornò a casa. A proposito, qualcuno catturato la mia attenzione. He’s gorgeous, alto e scuro. Credo che sia quello che sta Krissie stava parlando. Sai, il tizio che ha chiesto lui, ma lui si voltò verso il basso, perché pensa di essere troppo vecchio per lei.

 

            Parlando di Krissie. Sta lavorando al francese Baker, e lei non ha ancora una off. What the heck. Krissie povero, non riesce a fare jogging.

 

Primo martedi senza un posto di lavoro:

 

            Ha parlato con E. ’s il primo ragazzo migliore amico ho avuto da EB. E ’stato molto tempo dall’ultima volta che abbiamo parlato, e io ero così felice di sentire la sua voce. Mi raccontò la notizia, una società gli offrì un posto di lavoro, e l’ufficio è in Camarines Norte. Sta pensando il doppio di accettare il lavoro, perché la paga non è molto.

 

Se chiedete a me, dovrebbe catturare l’opportunità di lavorare in un altro paese, perché non può mai bussare nuovamente. Gli ho detto circa i luoghi meravigliosi che ti faccio vedere se lui va qui. Dal modo in cui, Camarines Norte è città natale di mio padre. Ho trascorso metà della mia infanzia anche lì. Il posto era bello, la gente è povera, ma sono felice, accogliente e accomodante.

 

Gli ho detto di non decidere subito, e seguire il suo cuore (ho la linea da Mulan). Ha detto che ci pensa, ma credo che già ha portato via e ora entusiasta.

 

Abbiamo terminato la conversazione, perché deve andare in una riunione, e ho bisogno di andare in ufficio.

 

Quindi, va bene, sono andato in ufficio. Ate Jeanette mi ha dato un passaggio. Sono rimasto a 4 ° piano e TV guardava mentre io aspettare che la gente HR.

 

Sono andato alla mia stazione alle 10 e ha raccolto le mie cose. Anj gridò con entusiasmo quando mi sono presentato. Abbiamo mangiato insieme, mentre noi ricordi. Non ho mai pensato che sarebbe stata la mia migliore degli amici in APAC.

 

Abbiamo parlato della ragazza che non si spegne alto. Le ho detto di nuovo che io non sono pazzo più, I just don’t want to be friends con lei. È troppo tardi, quando la vidi dall’altra parte della stanza. Lei non ci sente, anche se noi non ha detto nulla di male su di lei.

 

Anj andò a lavorare e ho terminato la mia liquidazione. Ho avuto la mia intervista uscita. Non c’è niente che possono fare per me, per rimanere.

 

I waited for Ate Nettersh at the pantry. I fell asleep.

 

Mi sono svegliato 3:58 del mattino e ha visto Jess, di mangiare. Ha salutato me. Mi sono alzata dal divano, si avvicinò a lei e l’abbracciò. Anj, si presentò e mi abbracciò ancora una volta prima di andare.

 

Ate Nette and Ate Eds met me on the locker area and we went home.

 

Prima Mercoledi senza un posto di lavoro:

 

            Io stavo dormendo tranquillamente nella mia camera da letto quando il mio telefono vibrato. E ‘da un parente, dicendo che avrei dovuto andare a asiatiche Hospital a comprare il pranzo per la zia Nene e lo zio Fred. Ho chiamato mamma (lei è a casa di zia Baby’s) e le chiese se dovrei andare a asiatiche Hospital di prendersi cura dei parenti. Mi ha detto di aspettare per la corsa, perché Aldrin era ancora a scuola.

 

            Mi vestii e li aspettava. Che mi raccolse intorno a 7. Okay, eccoci di nuovo con l’entourage. Josh, zia Baby, Sam, mamma, Aldrin, Ebec zia, zio e lo zio Jimmy Fred tagged lungo. That’s what I hate sui miei parenti, non si può davvero andare da qualche parte senza un seguito.

 

            La stanza era alright. Che è stato completamente climatizzato, con cavo e wi-fi. Mi piacerebbe essere confinata in quel luogo anche, haha. Ma è stato davvero noioso lì.

 

            Dal momento che siamo vicini Festi, ho preso Aldrin lì. Abbiamo visto confine a sud in Applaya. Sono passato a Xyza il ragazzo di boutique per vedere se riesco a prenderla.

 

            Dal momento Che siamo vicini ho preso Aldrin, Festi lì. Abbiamo visto limitarsi a sud in Applaya. Sono passato uno Xyza il ragazzo di boutique per vedere se riesco a prenderla.

 

            Ho passato la notte a Ate She’s house.

 

Primo giovedi senza un posto di lavoro:

 

            Mi sono svegliato presto. Ate Ha lasciato Sam sotto la mia cura. I non era un po ‘annoiato, perché ha lasciato il suo laptop troppo. Così, mentre guardo dopo che Sam, stavo chiacchierando in Ebaby.

 

Sabato primo luogo, senza un posto di lavoro:

 

            Seconda giornata cura Sam. Ho appena realizzato il cappello io non sono pronto per Dang maternità. Non è facile, ti dico. Ora capisco perché le donne sposate e casalinghe full-time, spesso perdita le loro forme. Non hanno tempo per se stessi, di lavorare, di andare al salone o da qualche parte che possono essere viziati.

 

            MBG ho inviato un commento in linea. Credo che non avrebbe mai visto da quando ha subito la chirurgia Lasik. Sto iniziando a preoccupare ora.

 

            Il tifone colpisce Ondoy del paese. Così molte persone sono morte. Non ero a conoscenza di essa, dal momento che non potete sentire l’effetto al nostro posto. Non c’è pioggia in Cavite, ma non di alluvione.

 

            Sono andato a casa a prendere alcune delle mie cose. Zia Nene era ancora confinato in ospedale, quindi sono molto occupato, e sto dando loro una mano attraverso la cura del Sam.

 

Mentre ero a casa, ho parlato con pioggia. Era una brava persona, credo. Ho appena supporre che egli era una delle persone yaffing, è per questo che sono rimasto lontano da lui prima. Era molto facile parlare, lo sai. Beh, Biyolog pensato che ero innamorato di pioggia, perché ho sempre prenderlo in giro.

           

            Sono andato a letto presto perché ero così stanco.

 

 

Ottobre Cinque, 10:36 AM (lunedi)

 

            Whoa. It’s been a long time. Glad to find a time for this.

 

            Well, I quit my job in APAC. It’s time to move out of the comfort zone. So, I’m unemployed for a week now. J

 

            After I got sick, I went to work. It’s just a common cold, I guess, but I need a medical certificate to present to my work, so I went to visit the doctor. Unfortunately, I was too early, so the offices were closed. I pretended to be really sick so that they can admit me to emergency.

 

            They took blood samples from me, and let me lie down on a bed. A petite, young intern showed up and asked me few questions, like how do I feel, what happened to me, et cetera. She had me lie down again after examining me, and said that we should wait for the blood test results.

 

            The blood test result came out; there’s nothing wrong with me, except for the common cold, but nonetheless, she prescribed me medication for bronchitis. Tst tst. Doctors. I asked for a medical certificate and went off to the office.

 

            The team was there, and they were obviously happy to see me. You know what, I really appreciate my team. I’ve never felt out of place when I’m with them. I feel like I belong to the team. Even I’m not speaking with Arcel, when we’re still friends, I’ve never felt out of place. I love them and I think they love me. It’s really hard for me to leave, you know.

 

            So, there, they were surprised to see me (except for Arcel, how would I know, we’re not speaking) especially Anj, and my new seat mate, Kristina Decena. You know what, when Louie left, it felt like my world ended, and I don’t wanna talk to Kristina. But I changed my mind, and talked to her eventually, and I found out that she’s so cool. Plus her voice is very sweet when she talks on phone, just like Mimi.

 

            Too bad, Kristina went home when I arrived in the office. By the way, I went to the office to submit paper works for my leaves and absences.

 

            I sat down on my desk, and started working in the paper works. Mitch (from TL Archie’s team), approached me and asked, “ba’t hindi ko nararamdanman ang presensiya mo dito?”

 

            I laughed at her and answered, “Actually, nag-mumulto lang ako.”

 

            “Oye, wag ganyan, ha!”

 

            I told her that I just dropped by to submit my leave forms. She said that I can submit an electronic leave form instead. Dang! I was so pissed off! It was raining so hard that day, and I was worried that I wouldn’t get paid, if I just knew it, I should’ve stayed home and rest. I left right away and went to Festi mall.

 

            I bought fries, doughnuts and iced tea from Country Style.

 

           

Lunedi: 

 

            I went to work. It’ll be my last Monday. It was fine, except that I’m still in hell shift. The new resline reps are no help. I heard that they are opening a resline team here in the country. Oh my gosh. They are so mean. They just opened 10 positions for resline now that I’m leaving? That sucks.

 

            Anj told me that I still look sick. J

 

Martedi:

 

            James, Anj and Rance applied. I could’ve applied too, if I’m not resigning.

 

Mercoledi:

 

            Didn’t sleep well, so I didn’t go to work. Talked to MBG.

 

Giovedi:

 

            I still didn’t go to work. I told workforce I have a terrible tooth ache, which was a lie, of course.

 

Venerdi:

 

            I went to work. TL A was so pissed at me, and every time I talk to him, he shuns me away and say, “Wag mo ako kausapin, absent ka kahapon.” He’s so full of shit, you know. He doesn’t have affections for us. He doesn’t care at all, as long as we don’t get mark downs, which is annoying. And by the way, he’s very lazy too.

 

            The good news was out. James is no longer a CS rep; he’s a resline rep now. I’m so proud of him! A year ago, we’re just part of the baon gang, now he’s one of the bosses. It’s really good to know that one of my wave mates made it through the hard life of a call center.

 

Samedi:

 

            First day without a job. Finally, I’m free. It feels so good to be free.

 

Domenica:

 

            Second day without a job.

 

            We had a catering in Woodstate. I guess I’m back in the old, crappy and messy business of serving. I helped out, and it was so weird that I don’t know how to serve spaghetti anymore. Haha. My patience and ability to socialize unbelievably improved. It’s like I’m smiling to all people, asking how they were doing, teaching the guests how to peel and eat shrimp using dining utensils and without touching it with their bare hands. Wow. That’s the bright side of working in a call center; you’ll achieve fake niceness and affection for people you don’t know.

           

I think everybody missed me :) Cool. It’s been a year since I last helped out.

           

So, okay, I was serving the guests. It’s not that hard, because it’s buffet; we don’t need to hop table to table to serve, because the guests fall in line in the buffet table to get food. When no one’s looking, I shove yummy desserts in my mouth, like cakes, leche flan and other sweet stuff. Mmmmm. That’s equal to 3 evenings of skipping supper and 8 miles of jogging around La Joya.

 

            When the party was over, we started to clean up. Oh geez. The guests wasted a shameful amount of food. That’s what I don’t like about the buffet service. The guest asks you to put all those food in his/ her plate, but he/she’s not really gonna it them and will leave them untouched.

 

            The party was alright. We threw a lot of wasted food. Don’t these people realize that there are a lot of people who go to bed hungry every night, especially in Africa?

           

            While cleaning up, I was like, “It’s a shame to waste food, please don’t do that. There are so many people starving in all over the world.

 

            I was different, I realized. I actually care for human beings. Before, it’s okay for me when I see the crew throwing away food. My heart sank while cleaning up, because we’re throwing away untouched cakes, rice, cordon bleu, shrimps (there were some stupid guests who don’t know how to eat shrimps using dining utensils)  lenguas, et cetera. Oh my gosh, these people are horrible.

 

            One of our waiters, Jonathan had the same thing in mind. He was putting away the used plates when he saw me, grieving over the wasted food.

 

            After cleaning up, I hang out with my folks. I told Auntie Ebec that I quit my job in APAC, because I’m moving HSBC.

 

            I told her that I’m interested in the job they told me about. It’s very exciting, if you ask me. But there’s only one problem; I’m not pretty and I’m fat. Well, that’s actually two problems.

           

            Plus, I’m worried about the teeth. You know, Jurassic Park meets Snaggle Tooth.

 

            “He’s a very good friend of hers. He can back you up.” She said. Okay, I don’t believe in that principle. Usually, I don’t like to be backed up, because it feels so great when I accomplish things on my own, without the help of anyone, but this time, it’s badly needed. True, I can charm them during the interviews, but what if it’s the physical appearance that matters? Then, it’s out of my hands. Time to pray and call some people to intercede for me again.

 

            Anyway, I still have a fall back. I have Convergys, Genpact, eTelecare, HSBC, Wachovia, TeleTech and ACS as fall backs.

 

            I promised to my aunt that I will start dieting now and will give her the resume when we see each other next time.

 

            I logged in. D replied to my message. By the way, D is MBG’s bro. Long time ago, I added MBG in myspace. He didn’t approve the request. The friend request sat there in his inbox for a very long time, and I got really scared that there’s something that he didn’t want me to see in myspace, so I canceled it. Then, it occurred to me that I shouldn’t have canceled, but I’m still scared. I added D because I’m really curious how he’s like.

 

            D added me, and was curious who I am. Now, that’s the problem. I can’t really tell D, because if I do tell D, he’ll tell his big bro. MBG will hate me for that, I figured, because I acted like a crazy psycho stalker.

 

            D thought that I’m someone he knows, like an ex, for example, trying to get back on her. Hello! I was super nice to him! Do I sound like a girl who’s up for vengeance against an ex? Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is, what I did was wrong. But no worries, D wouldn’t tell about the mysterious myspacer, especially to his big bro, because I didn’t give out and information about our connection.

 

            Mom dragged me in Auntie Nene’s neighbor’s garage sale. Well, I wasn’t really in the mood, because it’s the wrong day of the month to try something on, but Mom was persistent, and since I’m a natural-born shopaholic, I checked it out. Who could really tell that there were hidden treasures in a big pile of junk in Wood Estate? I found a bright yellow hooded jacket and a brown miniskirt. Everyone said that the skirt looks great on me, so I took it.

 

            Okay, there are new items in the jacket (to think that I live in a tropical country) and skirt collection.

 

First lunedi without a job:

 

            I was just fine. I went jogging. Those people are strangers to me now. Except for Manong Fisherman. I said hi to him, and he asked about Mark. Really, I don’t have any idea where is Mark that time, because the other day, he was AWOL when I called their house. I just told him that Mark is busy with his job.

 

            Manong Fisherman asked me how I’m doing in my job. I told him that I quit because I’m moving to Mark’s company.

 

            I ran for an hour and then went home. By the way, someone caught my eye. He’s gorgeous, tall and dark. I think he’s the one who’s Krissie was talking about. You know, the guy who asked him out, but she turned him down because he thinks he’s too old for her.

 

            Speaking of Krissie. She’s working at French Baker, and she doesn’t have an off. What the heck. Poor Krissie, she can’t go jogging.

 

           

First martedi without a job:

 

            Talked to E. He’s the first ever guy best friend I got from EB. It’s been a long time since we last talked, and I was so happy to hear his voice again. He told me about the news; a company offered him a job, and the office is in Camarines Norte. He’s thinking twice of accepting the job, because the pay isn’t that much.

 

            If you ask me, he should grab the opportunity of working in another country because it may never knock again. I told him about the wonderful places that I’ll show him if he goes here. By the way, Camarines Norte is my dad’s hometown. I spent half of my childhood there too. The place was beautiful, the people are poor, but they are happy, warm and accommodating.

 

            I told him not to decide right away, and follow his heart (got the line from Mulan). He said he’ll think about it, but I think he already got carried away and excited now.

 

            We ended the conversation because he has to go on a meeting, and I need to go to the office.

 

            So, okay, I went to the office. Ate Jeanette gave me a ride. I stayed in the 4th floor and watched TV while I wait for the HR people.

 

            I went to my station at 10 pm and gathered my stuff. Anj shrieked with excitement when I showed up. We ate together while we reminisce. I never really thought that she’d be my best of friends in APAC.

 

            We talked about the girl who never shuts up. I told her again that I’m not mad anymore, I just don’t want to be friends with her. It’s too late when I saw her on the other side of the room. She didn’t hear us, though we didn’t say anything bad about her.

 

            Anj went to work and I finished my clearance. I had my exit interview. There’s nothing really they can do for me to stay.

 

            I waited for Ate Nettersh at the pantry. I fell asleep.

 

            I woke up 3:58 in the morning and saw Jess, eating. She waved at me. I rose up from the couch, went up to her and hugged her. Anj, showed up and I hugged her one more time before I go.

 

            Ate Nette and Ate Eds met me on the locker area and we went home.

 

First Mercoledi without a job:

 

            I was sleeping peacefully in my bedroom when my phone vibrated. It’s from a relative, saying that I should go to Asian Hospital to buy lunch for Auntie Nene and Uncle Fred. I called Mom (she’s at Auntie Baby’s house) and asked her if I should really go to Asian Hospital to look after the relatives. She told me to wait for the ride, because Aldrin was still at school.

 

            I got dressed and waited for them. They picked me up around 7 pm. Okay, here we go again with the entourage. Josh, Auntie Baby, Sam, Mom, Aldrin, Auntie Ebec, Uncle Jimmy and Uncle Fred tagged along. That’s what I hate about my relatives; you can’t really go somewhere without an entourage.

 

            The room was alright. It was fully air-conditioned, with cable, and wi-fi. I’d like to be confined on that place too, haha. But it was really boring there.

 

            Since we’re near Festi, I took Aldrin there. We saw South Border in Applaya. I dropped by at Xyza’s boyfriend’s boutique to see if I can catch her.

 

            We went back to the hospital after few minutes. We stayed in the parking lot while waiting for the adults to come down.

 

            I spent the night at Ate She’s house.

 

First giovedi without a job:

 

            I woke up early. Ate She left Sam under my care. I wasn’t a bit bored, because she left her laptop too. So, while I look after Sam, I was chatting in ebaby.

 

First sabato without a job:

 

            Second day looking after Sam. I just realized hat I’m not ready for dang motherhood. It’s not easy, I’m telling you. Now I know why married women and full-time housewives often loss their shapes. They don’t have time for themselves; to work out, to go to salon or somewhere they can be pampered.

 

            I sent MBG an offline comment. I guess he wouldn’t see it since he underwent Lasik surgery.  I’m starting to worry now.

 

            The typhoon Ondoy hits the country. So many people died. I wasn’t really aware of it, since we can’t feel the effect in our place. There’s heavy rain in Cavite, but no flood.

 

            I went home to get some of my stuff. Auntie Nene was still confined in the hospital, so they’re really busy, and I’m giving them out a hand by looking after Sam.

 

            While I was home, I talked to Rain. He was a good person, I think. I just assume that he was one of the yaffing people, that’s why I stayed away from him before. He was very easy to talk to, you know. Well, Biyolog thought that I was in love with Rain because I always tease him.

 

            I went to bed early because I was so tired.

 

 

 

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