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           I can’t believe it that I’m actually starting starting today. Wow.

          Yesterday, i had my first day in the company, but it’s just NEO (New Employee Orientation), but they told us we’re gonna get paid for that. We started at 8 in the morning.

          In the orientation, we introduced ourselves and those people with me were so interesting. Now, I believe that everyone is unique. We discussed all day about the company, and we were toured right after.

        After the NEO, I went down the mall to buy a new bag. I met Crystal, and she was there to buy a new bag, too. It’s the first time I talked to her, since I saw her in the contract-signing. She looked very snobbish, but when you get to know her, she’s really a wonderful person. After we shopped, we parted ways and I went home. In the FX, there’s a cute guy, wearing a navy’s uniform. Geez, he looked like a model, and all the ladies inside were also looking at him. I thought about getting a stolen shot, but I was in front of him, and there’s no way that he won’t notice if ever I do it.

          I was scared to get picture of him, because maybe when he catches me, I’m afraid that he’ll “karate-chop” me.

         And today, I was up early because I need to go somewhere (haha) to apply for my SSS number. I was on the jeep and there’s this familiar looking woman sat beside me. I know that I’ve seen her before, and it was surely in Teletech.

        I was glancing sideways at her, because she’s doing the same, and it’s making me uncomfortable. Then, she pulled out a leaflet out of her bag, handed it to me, and said, “Miss, while you’re not doing anything, please read this.” I accepted the gospel track and I thanked her and I pretended to be reading it. I asked her if she works in TeleTech and she said yes, and she asked me where i work. I said I just started yesterday and she introduced herself. Guess what? Her name was Stephanie Cristobal. What a small world. I introduced myself also, and I told her that I’m her referral. Too bad, the chat didn’t last long, because I arrived in my destination and had to say say goodbye.

          I met Veni in the SSS building, and even though it’s just the second time I met her, I liked her already. She’s so smart and funny. After we got our SSS number, I went to the city hall.

         It’s my first to be in the city hall. There’s a stage outside of it, wherein the country’s flag was placed. The flag was made of roses, by the way, and I took a picture of it. Whoever did that, he or she did a great job.

        I saw someone from TeleTech again. He’s with us during the NEO. I said “Hi,” to him, and he said “hi” back. I think his name was Karlo, and after getting our police clearances, we left the city hall. I asked them how do we get out of there and he said that we’re gonna walk. Yeah, we walked, and that’s quite a long walk. Wow. Good thing I was wearing my running gear that time.

          I slept all afternoon and went online when I woke up.

          Geez. I just realized how lucky and blessed I am. Haha.

          Yesterday, after doing the AI-winner post, I went to bed, feeling really desperate to have a the job.

         The next day, when I woke up, mom and the boys were gone, leaving a huge mess in the house. I took a quick breakfast and started cleaning around.

         The boys and mom came back, and they brought me McDonalds. I thanked them, and Carl excitedly told me about the new motorcyle. Yep, that’s true, mom’s gonna buy, despite of my warnings. I already did my best to intervene on that matter, but I wasn’t really in the mood to argue again, so I didn’t say anything, except that the motorcycle should be yellow-green, and I have the right to choose whatever color I want because I’ll be sharing te expense with mom.

          I was busy eating the burger and fries from McDonalds when my phone rang. I know it’s a call, because I set Numb Piano Accoustic tone, which was, by the way, given to me by Charlie. I decided to call him Charlie, because I don’t want to get confused with my other friend and mentor, Charles.

         Man, it was Teletech, It was the call I’ve been waiting for weeks. I got excited and picked it up and I started talking with the HR Officer. She said that my contract signing was scheduled in the afternoon and I should bring the requirements. I asked if it’s okay to show up without SSS and TIN number and she replied, that’s fine. I was so thankful for that.

         I started conceptualizing what I should wear for the contract signing, and mom suggested that I should wear the chocolate brown pants and match it with a shirt and vest to make it look corporate. I followed her advice, since my mom is a fashion expert. I continued eating, and Carl logged in. I never log out my MSN messenger, that’s why my brothers have full access in it. Unfortunately, when I was about to clean the bathroom, Charlie IM-ed me. He asked how I was, but I since I was really busy, I told Carl to tell him that I’m busy. And Carl simply typed, “busy”. Gosh.

           I started to clean the bathroom and I realized that it was very very hard to do that if you’re wearing a sundress. You know, I was wearing my yellow-green sundress that time.

          I skipped lunch due to excitement. I suffered from cramps, which is the effect of not having enough work-out or excercise before my period, so I had to lie down and rest. My mom got worried so she asked one of the boys to get medicine for me.

         I recovered within two hours, so I started packing my things and preparing to leave. I took a very long shower and worked on my hair. I got dressed up after and headed to the office. I saw Allen at the bottom of the stairs. I approached him and asked him how he was. He said he’s doing well, and he ad already started a week ago. He asked about me, and I replied that I was up for the contract signing. I was indeed happy to see him, because after the final interview, i’ve never seen him. We parted ways, he has to go home, and I forgot to ask him about George.

          I went upstairs the office, and I found several people who were also up for the contract signing. We had been given Visitor’s pass, and we were ushered to one of the conference rooms. I’d like to tell more what’s the inside TeleTech looks like, but we’re realy forbidden to talk about it.

         We started right away, and I didn’t have a pen, so the guy who was sitting beside me lend me one. I thank God that he was there, if not, maybe, Chen chucked me out of the conference room. The contract-signing lasted for two hours, but it wasn’t boring as it sounds. I was so hungry, but it didn’t matter that time. When we got out of the office, that’s when I felt the growl of my tummy.

          Jessica, a new friend of mine, grabbed a slice of pizza with me and we bought smoothies. I wanted to go home so I had my food for take out.

         On my way home, I saw Charles, sitting in front fo Brandon’s house. He was surprised to see me in a corporate attire, and I stopped for a little chat. And until now, he couldn’t believe it that I made it through. You know, my vball pals think that I’m nothing but a dang vball (or sports) enthusiast. They haven’t seen me in school, so they don’t know. Haha. I’ve gone a little slack lately in school, so forgive me.

         I said I had to go home to change. I went home, and mom asked me how was it, and I told her about it, leaving and cutting out the things I don’t suppose to say. You know, the confidential matters.

          The problem is, I can’t go to school anymore. At least, for the next six months, because I won’t be able to handle it. I’ve thought about it over night, and I made my decision to give up school for this year, and after I made enough, I’ll be enrolling again. So that when I go back to school, I already have my own laptop. Haha. I wish. Just like my friend, Epitess, who worked in a call center for a sem, and when she came back to school, everyone thought that she’s freakin’ rich. Maybe, she is already. Haha.

          By the way, the video up there is ac clip from one of my piano practices. Certainly not my best piece, but it’s the easiest, believable piece that my lame camera could handle. When I receive my paycheck, I’m up for a new camera. Yay.

         Yay! David Cook won!

           I didn’t expect it, considering that Archie has more fans. But of course, I’m really happy to see DC win. Yay.

           The show was better this year, and it’s more celeb-studded more than ever. Donna Summers, Bryan Adams, One Republic, Jordin Sparks, Carrie Underwood, George Michael and Reynaldo Lapuz performed live on the 2-hour show. There were celebrities who just made an appearance just to talk trash to Simon Cowell. Jimmy is the perfect example.

            Ben Stiller, Jack Blac, Robert Downey, Jr. aka “The Iron Man” appeared in a video with Donna Summers. Mike Myers (I think) appeared also in the show to promote his latest movie, “The Love Guru”. Nobody said that it was Mike Myers, but I know it just by looking into his eyes.

            I love the act that Jimmy dude did (I forgot his last name), wherein he presented the film about Simon’s rude comments. He opened his act by telling the audience taht he got a valet for parking, and he asked them how much tip should he give to Sanjaya. Everyone laughed out loud, even Sanjaya. But I think, he’s being mean to Sanjaya, because Sanjaya’s underdog days are over. It’s so last year. By the way, I think being treated as the underdog last season helped Sanjaya in his career, because now, he doesn’t even need a last name to be identified. When people say “Sanjaya”, we don’t reply, “Sanjaya who?”, okay? Instead, we say, “ahh..the Sanjay from AI…” and the other would answer back, “Who else?” Unless you don’t really watch television, read magazines or surf the net because you must have been a.) a contestant in Survivor somewhere when season 6 aired or b.) a hermit living in a fortress. I mean, Sanjaya was the underdog last season because he was annoying, and being like that helped him to be controversial. And being controversial is what exactly you needed to be famous. Look at Paris. Britney and Lindsay; they are famous that they don’t need last names anymore.

           My favorite part was when Jimmy mentioned Simon’s parent’s name, which were “Rosemary and Satan Cowell”. Of course, he was kidding, but it made everyone laugh.

          Last and “definitely the least” one of my favorite performances was of Reynaldo Lapuz. I’m sure, you don’t know him, because he didn’t even make it to Hollywood round. He was remembered very well by Ai viewers because he dedicated his audition song, which he composed by the way, to Simon. There are also some factors which helped him to be remembered. One of those are his bloody hilarious costume and tone-deafness. But I think, the lyrics of his song is pretty good. I mean, he must have really worked hard on that, to the fact that he wasn’t a native English speaker. He’s like this season’s William Hung.

         And at last, the announcement of the winner arrived, after the Top 12 finalists performed together. I saw David Hernandez, and as usual, he looks good, but I don’t feel him anymore. Haha. Because Jeff just convince me the other day, through phone, that David H. exaggerates everything, from his singing to his dancing.

         When Ryan announced the winner, I felt glad for DC, although I wasn’t excited because I know already who won (I saw it in the net earlier today).

          Here are some of my favorite red carpet photos:

          Wow, Ace Young has an album.

Carrie Underwood really lost weight and she looked so good now.

I love Blake’s old hair style.

Okay, Jordin is a fashion emergency. Red highlights and orange fingernails don’t really match.

Whoever she is, somebody tell her that AI finale show is in Nokia Theatre, not in Malibu Beach.

           Well, it’s David Cook versus David Archuleta tonight, and I just watched the show awhile ago.

          I could say that I like DC more than DA. because, for me, DC is a handsome man, all grown-up and matured. That’s what I’m exactly looking for a boyfriend. Haha. No, I think I like DC to win, because he’s older, and he has to hurry up in building his career in music because he’s running out of time, unlike Arch, who is just seventeen and still have many chances on the music scene.

          I have nothing personal against Arch, but I think he’s overly modest and irritatingly cute, which just makes him not cute anymore. He’s cheesy as Chikezie and people fail to notice his cheesiness because he looks good. But his singing style is annoying, you know. I hate ballads and I’m more into alternatives.

          Both David have what it takes to win this year’s title, but they don’t have the equal chance, because David A. has more fans than David C. Honestly, despite of my strong dislike of Arch, I still believe that he’s gonna win consdering the fact that he has a huge population of voters and the judges’ feedbacks on his performances were great.

           In round one, DC was up first and he performed “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For” while Arch performed “Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me”. In the second round, DC was up again first, and he sang “Dream Big”, which is a brilliant piece for his awesome vocals while Arch sang “This Moment”, which is just a typical ballad wherein he used his putrid, old style of singing. As usual, he failed to impress me. On the third and final round, DC sang “The Word I Know” and Arch performed “Imagine”. Well, I think DC gave more surprises than Arch in the third round because I’ve already seen Arch singing “Imagine”. It’s just like an old piece to me, which is already memorized and mastered because he’s been doing that for a very long time. Just like my old piano piece that I play everyday, Fur Elise. Haha.

           But whoever wins, it’s fine with me.

           My brother is home. Thank goodness. Not.

          Well, I’m not that excited to see him again,  he’s a huge problem. It’s not that I don’t love him or what, but he’s the main source of 60 percent of my problems in life. You wanna know why? Because he’s a freakin’ hypocrite. He always tells me not to do this and that, but he’s the first person who do “this and that”, which he didn’t want me to do.

          And the first thing I hear this morning before I even wake up was my mom’s sermon. They’re talking loudly in the kitchen, and I heard my mom banging her fist in the table several times. I guessed that they’re talking about his education. You know, the issue that he can’t transfer school because he has back subjects. Argh. I can’t say anything, because I don’t wanna involve myself with their problem, but I realized that my future income will be involved, because I’ll be paying the tuition fees.

          My fratelli will be stuck in their old school, and they don’t want that. The original plan was to get them both transferred in a highschool near in our place. But the problem is, they couldn’t do it because they have to undergo remedial programs in this school they’re in.

          I got up and went straightly to the kitchen, just to find Carl and his shaved head. He looked like an African, I swear. I ate oatmeal with milk, and Carl just walked out of the kitchen while my mom was talking. I todl Ed to call him and I made them both sit down and the four of us talked. God, it’s really hard to be a first bron, especially when you’re a girl. This time, they’re obligated to listen to me because they need something from me. You know, I’ll pay for their tuition fees.

          We talked about the solution to their problems, and after that, mom left to work. And I was stuck here to clean up the house and cook for these lazy boys. It’s just like they don’t care about the house, and they don’t care about me.

           It’s just hard for me… It’s too hard for a nineteen year-old to bear…

          I must be out of my mind. I must have smelled some inhalants. I must be  insane to compose a proposal letter about my dream webzine and sent a batch of massive email to EnglishBaby! users. Geez. And now, I’m really embarassed. Because some of them didn’t understand what I said in the letter, due to excessive usage of hyphalluting words. I really didn’t mean to do that, but I was kind of frustrated because I called Teletech this morning, and they said that they’re still waiting for other contract signers to sign with me, because they do it in batches. And Jeff just passed the damn Berlitz assesment and he signed the damn contract today, exactly 6 pm.

         When people left me alone in the house, I was so distressed that I just went online after practicing piano. I was to bothered too eat, and I just spent my whole day in front of the computer. Charly was online, but he didn’t talk to me that much, because it’s nearly midnight at his place. Klajdi was online too, but he was so pissed off with me because, according to him, I was being mean to him and pulling off that “Pamela Anderson” attitude again with him. I was like,”What? pamela Anderson is so passe! Duh..”

         When I realized what I’ve done, I logged out and watched tv instead. I watched Search for the Next Pussycat Doll reruns, and finally, I know the winner now. Asia Nitollano won the show, thank goodness. The show was a year over, but i still wanted to see who’s the winner.

       I think I liked Pussycat Dolls. Unlike the Spice Girls, which is stupid, by the way, the  Dolls are sexy and sophisticated. They’re not cheap like Atomic Kitten or Spice Girls. They’re the girl group worth spending your money for their concert tickets and albums.

           Unfortunately for Asia, she didn’t make it long with the Pussycat Dolls, because, rumors said that the dolls couldn’t take her diva-like attitude. But some said that she never performed with them except for the finale performance, wherein she won. But the real thing is, she went for a solo career because she felt out of place with the dolls.

         And since Asia won’t be in the group anymore, there’s a new season of Pussycat Dolls Present: Girlicious. I have’t actually seen the new show yet, so I don’t have many things to say about it.

         When I don’t know the winner yet, I was betting for Anastacia and Mariela. You know, because they have the X-factor. They’re good singers and dancers, and you can tell that they could be a Pussycat Doll at first glance. Unlike the winner and other finalist, who lack appeal.

       If you ask me, I think Anastacia would make a better Doll, because one, she’s gorgeous, two, she’s tall, three, that big hair is a bomb and four, she’s a very good singer and dancer. I’m surprised that she didn’t win. Same goes for Mariela.  

          Jeff called awhile ago, because I told him earlier this morning to call me after his contract signing. While I was doing the post here, the phone rang and I told Ed and Mom, “That’s Jeff,” but Ed answered it and said, “Hello Jeff?” And Jeff must’ve thought that Ed is psychic. Haha.

         More later….

         God, I’m so bored. Suddenly, I lost all the passion I have for what I do. Maybe it’s because of the idleness.

        Idle from school, because it’s summer, idle from work, because i haven’t sign the contract yet with Teletech, and idle from any physical activities, after we lost six games straight. Man, is it me, or what?

       By the way, I heard that Sigmund’s dad had already signed the friggin contract and he’ll be starting tomorrow, which just made me feel worse for missing the call. If you miss the call, you wait a whole freakin’ week or two for them to reschedule your contract signing, because they do it by batch. Darn.

          You know what, i’m trying to be positive here, but, argh, I don’t know. i’m getting into nowhere. I mean, I have plans and all, but the first one step is very difficult to materialize, and the school opening is very near. I should get a job. I really should. I swear that I won’t enrol until I get a job.

          If you think about it, people in my age in this country should be still in school, and worrying about their homeworks. But me, I worry about te bills. Imagine, I worry about my fratelli’s tuition fees, telephone bills, electricity and water bills, you name it. I should be out there, enjoying my life in school. But I’m stuck here, worrying about everything.

          By the way, tomorrow is Ed’s birthday. I don’t have a present. but I promise, I’ll buy him when I receive my paycheck.

        Somehow, I should be proud of myself, because despite of my young age, I’m earning enough to help the family. My family isn’t big, it consists of only a mom and three kids. You know, I don’t count my half sister by my dad because she has her own life. I barely receive a text from her. Whatever.

         By the way, Ashlee Simpson and Peter Wentz got married today. Ha, who cares about these two? I don’t think Ashlee has a music career, because all she does is to show up in every event to show off her outfit.

          Happy birthday, Damien Cantrell, wherever you are.

         By the way, Syesha’s gone, it’s David versus David. Come on, everybody knows that it’s gonna happen, since the start of the show. Syesha had been a good singer and performer, but there’s no way she could go against the Dynamic Duo of Davids.

         Whoever wins will be fine with me, but I think I like the older David to win. Nobody knows what will gonna happen next week, because they both have equal chances of winning. You know, both have swoon-worthy looks, fleet of fans, talent and charisma. I’d like to see a tie, for the first time in Idol history. But there’s no way that it will happen.

         And I hate to think that I’ll be in a closed-door contract signing next week when the Idol finale happens.

          Haha. Lazy days are over. Time to write some posts here. But who cares anyway? Haha.

         Okay, I was depressed this past week, so I wasn’t able to write, because I can’t find anything good and worth posting here. Our last game was a disaster. Jesus, why am I always stuck with stupid team mates? As if I’m not stupid vball player already. Last domenica, I went out with Mom. We bought shoes from SM Bacoor. I haven’t planned to go shopping, and it was a rush. I had some troubled finding the perfect pair of shoes, not because the store sells ugly pairs, but because my feet are too big. There’s a lot o beautiful shoes out there, but the problem was, the biggest sizes didn’t fit me. Then, I just picked this gorgeous flats from Unlisted and asked for my size. They gave me the biggest, and I just pretended that the fitting was perfect, because I fell in-love with the shoes. Actually, I can’t breath on it, even if my lungs are way far from my feet. We paid for it and bought some other things.

          My mom and I were having a great time at the mall when Dana texted me that we’re needed in the game. I was like, “Game? What game?” Nobody said about having a game on Sunday evening. For Christ’s sake, it’s Sunday. We supposed to resting. Anyway, I still hurried home because I can’t just not show up, you know. I can’t let Chyna and Krissie down. I mean, I’ve got no affections for my other team mates, but these two are my friends, and we three are a powerhouse. In addition to that, we three are the guest players, and the play would be different without me. I’m not gloating here of something, but I’m the team member who is worth keeping besides Chyna and Krisel.

           We’re on our way home when Chyna called on mobile phone. She was really worried and she’s hurrying me up. You know, I told her earlier that day that I was going out with Mom. I promised I’ll be there, and I panicked when I got in the court and the two weren’t there. My other team mates were also there, and they’re kind of worried, because I’m not enough for them. I totally agree. Without the two, I’m useless.

            At the last minute, Krissie and Chyna showed up, with Charles and Yang. Yang was one of our friends too, and she haven’t played yet in the team. Actually, we haven’t talked with the captain about her. It’s just the three of us who were invited to play in the league, but we think our force were not enough to make us win, so we asked Yang to come with us. She’s a good vball player, too. But the new captain, Honey, didn’t like the idea. She just ignored us. The three of us were like, “Okay, if you didn’t want to win.” By the way, Dana was replaced as a team captain, because she’s defective. Haha. No, she’s one full hell useless of a team captain. I mean, where can you see a team captain who can’t even make a good service? Geez, she can barely even dig!

          When I was a beginner at this sport, I was sort of stupid too, but not stupid like that. I mean, I listen to the coach or to my team mates who are better than me and I really practice so hard. But Dana, man, this is insane. We can’t suggest anything to the team because we’re just guest playets, but when the three of us are alone, we talk about how hard-headed Dana is. First, she appointed herself as captain, and then she doesn’t show up in practice. What kind of captain is that? Don’t ask me, you’ll hear bad.

         By the way, I didn’t play my best because my wound on my right knee was hurting. I just can’t leap. I even almost pick a fight. When I was in the opener’s place, Chyna sent a fast drop ball, and she scored, and I got sort of carried away or excited, and I said, “yes!”, and the lesbian from the other team immitated me. I was so pissed of and I told her, “You’re just jealous” (because Chyna can do that and she can’t, I mean) and she replied, “Yeah, but you’re team is losing.” That brought me up to the boling point. I admit that we haven’t tasted winning yet because of some defective team mates we have, and the three of us did our best to make the team win.

           I almost crossed the net and asked, “Do you want a piece of me?” and I was sort of roared into that lesbian. Her team mates jeered at me, and that’s when I started to mess up with my game. I was so distracted and nobody noticed among team mates that I nearly did an uppercut blow. Considering that I’m thrice larger than that lesbian, I could actually knock her down, but cared about the game so much that I just left the court and allowed myself to be subsituted by Yang, which never happened happened in the PH9 vball league history. Haha. I mean, I never allow anyone to subsititute in my place, until that time. Instead of sitting down in the bench, I sat on the floor. Because I just realize that my knee was hurting so bad. I removed the knee pad while realizing how tired I was. I said to myself, “Hey, I’m mortal. I thought I’m immortal. Haha.”

           But I never regretted that I let Yang to take my place. She kicked ass. Man, she’s so good. If I didn’t get out of the game, there’s no way she could play, because Honey was skeptic. She won’t let the others to get out of the court even if they’re ruining the game. She really don’t understand the nature of the game. You know, that sometimes, you must sacrifice and let the others who are better than you to play and save the game in order to win. Honey completely don’t get it.

          We lost every set and we went home. While walking home, we talked about joining other summer leagues. You know, we are already six and we have three setters already. Plus all of us are friends. I mean, Yang, Den, Charles, Chyna, Krissie and I are good friends. We’ll make a good team. And I was damn right about it.

        The next day, we played in Villa Verde. And we crushed their team.

        I was anticipating the call from Teletech for the details and schedule of the contract signing. And last martedi, I decided to have a rest day. You know, cancel my jogging and training with Krissie and the others. I slept all day. It was around five when Chyna called via landline and asked me to get up and prepare for a game, because they’re one player short for Villa Verde rematch, and Krissie was in the Mall of Asia with her sorella.

          Though I didn’t intend to show up, I still took a bath and left my mobile phone in front of the computer. I was having a great time in nthe shower and when I was finally done, I checked my phone and a missed call was registered on the screen. I just missed a call from TeleTech. Geez. How could I be so stupid? My friends from Teletech texted and called me up to inform me that they were scheduled for a contract signing the next day.

         I waited and waited for TT to get back on me. I was chanting around the mobile phone as if it’s voodoo item and praying that TT would call. Alas, I waited in vain. Jeff (Antes) called me up and informed me that he’ll have a Berlitz assesment first before he’ll sign the contract. I was like, “what’s that for?” and he said he didn’t know either.

          The next day, Mom and I went to Carriedo to get myself and NBI clearance. It was a weird day, in a sort of funny way. At the base of the elevator, a lady sold a cedula to us, which we bought for 15 bucks. We went up the building and I started working on my clearance application. And I found out that the cedula was fake. Darn. I bought a new one and despite the trouble, i finished what I need to finish with the minimum expected time.

          On our way out, we saw the lady who sold us the fake cedula. I almost pushed her down from the escalator, thank God, she’s lucky that I was there to get a clearance that I didn’t have any criminal record. We ate in the most popular fastfood in the country for lunch.

          Then, we went shopping again. That’s what my mom and I love to do most with each other, I noticed. I bought this cute green sundress in the flea market and when my mom was mom was looking for her own sundress, I saw Miss Joanne Tenda, my professor in Humanities I. She looked great, and I was happy that she still recognizes me.

         Then I saw this family of white people, which consists of a mother a father and a kid. In my estimation, their kid was in his early twenties, maybe twenty-five, and he looked very good, just like Daniel Smith. He was also very tall.

         We bought clothes, gummy candies, burger girl and a lot more. For our afternoon snack, we ate in Chowking. I ordered the fiesta size halo-halo and petite size for my mom. I was shocked when I saw the fiesta size. I was like, “How am I gonna finish this?” I can’t leave the halo-halo alone, because we paid for it. It’s shameful to waste food.

         I was worrying about my halo-halo when these two white dudes approached the counter and started ordering. I swear, they are the cutest  things on earth. They’re on the same height, and they definitely didn’t look like brothers. Actually they’re like Ben DiChiara and Ronnie Kroell from Make Me a Supermodel, only I didn’t know that one of them is gay.

          When we’re finished, we started for home. We catched the Ben-Ronnie boys on their way out and my mom agreed with me. They’re both hot. I went home and called Jeff. His Berlitz assesment was scheduled the next day. Mom told me to call Ate Marie to ask for her advice, since she works in Teletech also and she’s intelligent and smart over this matters like missing a phone call from the company. Ate Marie said i must go to the office.

           The next day, I went to Teletech. There’s Jeff. But i didn’t expect to see Richard. He’s up for the Belitz assesment too. I asked what it was, and nthey explained to me that it was a prehire assesment. If they pass, they’ll be assigned in the Hewlett-Packard division but if not, they’ll be working with us. Ha.

           I asked the HR officer about the ONE MISSED CALL and she explained that that’s alright because I’ll be rescheduled for another contract signing again. She assured me that I’ll get the call within the week.

           Richard was done with Berlitz and he’s just waiting for Jeff, who was scheduled at 12 noon. I decided to join them since I don’t have anything to do at home. I had a great time with them. Richard was funny while Jeff was a smart conversationalist. We discussed about everything lik American Idol and Make Me a Supermodel. We even debated about joining Survivor. When the Ace coach checked up of Jeff and asked if he was still okay, Jeff said he’s doing very good. Both of them were wearing gate pass and we checked up on the new applicants. When we’re new, we’re also like that. You know, anxious, nervous, miserable and hungry. Haha. These HR officers starve the applicants, to tell you the truth. They don’t have lunch breaks, so the applicants can’t go downstairs to get foof because if they do, an HR officer might call their name and they’ll be up for the interview, test or something.

          Richard said if he’s in HR department, he’ll date the pretty girl in white shirt. She’s really cute. Jeff said if he’s in HR department, he’ll date the ace coach. And I said, if I’m in HR department, I’ll date the person wearing the blue shirt. The two looked at me with disbelief, and at the same time, shock. I sensed that they were about to ask if I’m a lesbian, so I explained right away that the person who was wearing a blue shirt was a man. They looked relieved when Eric showed up, and he’s wearing a blue shirt.

           When Jeff was up, Richard and I cheered for him. It’s more of a jeer, actually. The ace coach noticed us and she asked Jeff, “Oh, they’re waiting for you?” Jeff nodded and they headed to the interview room. I like the ace coach. She’s so nice, bubbly and out going at the same time.

            After Jeff’s assesment, we went to have lunch in Jollibee. Too bad, Richard has to go. Jeff and I had a short walk around the mall after lunch, and I went home right after.

          I found Chyna, Den and Yang in front of the Brandon dude’s house. They asked me why I was in a corporate attire. I said I just signed a contract in Teletech, and they don’t believe it. Whatever. They maybe think that I’m stupid, since they don’t see me in class. Yang went with me to our house, and I found my Uncle B, watching Daredevil. We stayed in my room and after some time, Chyna and Den showed up. Krissie called and I invited her to come over to our house. Charles showed up to, before Krissie did.

           When all of us were here, we ate before going to PH12 to watch the game. The first game was between Los Pinos and Villa Verde and the second was Weekend’s Club versus Woodsite 1. We saw Patrick’s cousin and he’s equally gorgeous as Patrick. He looks like Damien Cantrell, only younger.

         We went home and I went to bed right away.

         My mom woke me up today, and she asked me to do some signboards for our burger house in Woodstate. After doing it, I ate breakfast and started setting the house again. It hadn’t been cleaned ever since I got busy in my games.

        After cleaning the house, I ate lunch and surfed the net. My old pals Zoro and Sinbad were in the englishbaby chatroom again. I’m glad that I’m able to find friends online, even if there’s so many posers here in the net. One of them was Janice, who, like me, came from the same country. I met a new friend again, and he’s name is Charles. He’s up for a serious friendship, unlike the stinky mumbais, who are always up for pornography. Ew.

        By the way, the video up there was a clip from one of my piano practices. It’s a song by the Beatles, and it’s one of my favorites, plus the keys are so easy. Coming next week, apologize by Timbaland, featuring One Republic. Haha.