I'd just like to announce that someone today googled "Christian Bautista's girlfriend" and ended up here. See? I told you guys I was going out with him. >=P
Anyway, currently, I'm only jealous of one group of people: those who are doing what they're passionate about. These are the people who are architects from 8-5, but are dancers after 5. These are the people who are counselors from 8-5, but are musicians after 5. I envy those who have a special section on their website solely dedicated to their passion.
During our various talks about careers, L and I always ended up asking eachother how does one find his/her passion? L said that apparently you're supposed to look back into your childhood and remember what you liked doing back then. Hmmm... I hated reading back then. I played with my cousins every single weekend. I read my brother's loveletters from his girlfriend on a daily basis. Nope, sorry, my childhood isn't giving me any good ideas as to what I should do with my life.
I'd hate to think that I'm passionate about finding my passion. The ideal thing is for you to do what you love to do, learn how to do it well enough that you can get paid to do it. Well, I don't think sitting in front of my computer, pondering about my life, will help me bring food to the table any time soon. Wait, am I the only one who spends this much time on this subject? Should I be feeling sorry for myself instead of spending my 10-11 p.m. on being confused? HeHe.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Saturday, January 22, 2005
I Can See Clearly Now
Hallmark needs to keep its Feb. 14ish advertisements to itself. I also found it disturbing that the special deal until February 14 is 200 Hallmark bonus points when you buy three Hallmark cards. Three?! How many significant others do people have these days to warrant buying three cards for February 14?! Tsk. Tsk.
So last night, I pulled out The Book, my third time reading it in two months. Is there something wrong with me? LoL.
I'm not really reading it "to learn" per se. More than anything, I love that book because it validates my beliefs when it comes to matters of the heart. No longer do I think that I'm a coldhearted *bleep and it's all because of that book. Very empowering if I may say so myself! LoL.
Here's my take: We all know what's good for us. We know that it's better to eat fruit instead of that chocolate bar lying in the office. We know that it's better to exercise than sit our butt in front of the TV watching American Idol. Hence, I seriously think that we know when we're with the wrong person, or whether the person we have in front of us is not the very best person that we deserve to get for the rest of our lives. If he isn't meeting your expectations, please exit and don't waste your time thinking that a miracle will happen and that guy will finally know how to correctly form a sentence in one day's time ::brushing a chip off of my shoulder::. LoL. The bottom line is I'd rather be alone than put up with crap. Because if you put up with crap, it will turn you into crap, and what good is that? Right? Right!
I think that if someone is confusing the heck out of you, then he/she isn't the one. I think it's either you like/love someone, or you don't. There's no gray area. I learned that this past year. Usually when I got confused about someone, it was because of me trying to lower my standards. Therefore, I have learned that confusion is a sign to find "greener pastures." To all of my love counselors, I'm sorry to say that I won't be needing you this year; I'm a smarter woman now. *cough. LoL. Now, my love recruiters (I think there's none of you left anymore, hahaha!), you're still in demand so please supply. LoL.
Oh my, I've rambled on. To all the single women of this world, please take the time to read that book. Do it as a favor to yourself. Do it as a favor to mankind.
So last night, I pulled out The Book, my third time reading it in two months. Is there something wrong with me? LoL.
I'm not really reading it "to learn" per se. More than anything, I love that book because it validates my beliefs when it comes to matters of the heart. No longer do I think that I'm a coldhearted *bleep and it's all because of that book. Very empowering if I may say so myself! LoL.
Here's my take: We all know what's good for us. We know that it's better to eat fruit instead of that chocolate bar lying in the office. We know that it's better to exercise than sit our butt in front of the TV watching American Idol. Hence, I seriously think that we know when we're with the wrong person, or whether the person we have in front of us is not the very best person that we deserve to get for the rest of our lives. If he isn't meeting your expectations, please exit and don't waste your time thinking that a miracle will happen and that guy will finally know how to correctly form a sentence in one day's time ::brushing a chip off of my shoulder::. LoL. The bottom line is I'd rather be alone than put up with crap. Because if you put up with crap, it will turn you into crap, and what good is that? Right? Right!
I think that if someone is confusing the heck out of you, then he/she isn't the one. I think it's either you like/love someone, or you don't. There's no gray area. I learned that this past year. Usually when I got confused about someone, it was because of me trying to lower my standards. Therefore, I have learned that confusion is a sign to find "greener pastures." To all of my love counselors, I'm sorry to say that I won't be needing you this year; I'm a smarter woman now. *cough. LoL. Now, my love recruiters (I think there's none of you left anymore, hahaha!), you're still in demand so please supply. LoL.
Oh my, I've rambled on. To all the single women of this world, please take the time to read that book. Do it as a favor to yourself. Do it as a favor to mankind.
Friday, January 21, 2005
Waiting Is Such Sweet Sorrow
I guess you're more "employable" when you're not a "new college graduate" anymore.
I turned in two resumes on January 3 (new year = new beginning = took some action to get myself out of the rut that I'm currently in). This week, both employers called to schedule an interview. Now, had this been in 2003, I would still be staring at a silent phone right now (and continue to do so for the next 6 months).
So, I have two interviews next week. Neither one of them is for JET. I know I'll have to decide between these two jobs way before JET decides to tell me to keep the hope alive (read: letter to request an interview). Hence, more confusion on my part. Hmph!
I turned in two resumes on January 3 (new year = new beginning = took some action to get myself out of the rut that I'm currently in). This week, both employers called to schedule an interview. Now, had this been in 2003, I would still be staring at a silent phone right now (and continue to do so for the next 6 months).
So, I have two interviews next week. Neither one of them is for JET. I know I'll have to decide between these two jobs way before JET decides to tell me to keep the hope alive (read: letter to request an interview). Hence, more confusion on my part. Hmph!
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
You and Me Against the World
Because of you, my life has changed, thank you for the love and joy you bring
Because of you, I feel no shame, I'll tell the world it's because of you
You had me at "Hello"...
You gradually showed your true colors...
You opened up to me some more...
I think I'm in love...
After one and a half weeks of tracking the package on UPS' website, my Powerbook has finally arrived. The wait was well worth it. I can't call it a late Christmas present anymore; I guess I shall regard it as an early Valentine's Day gift to myself. Can you feel the love? LoL.
I've decided to call it "Papa." Yes, it's my first time naming one of my things. Papa the Powerbook. That sounds just about right. Together, Papa and I will travel the world, give birth to one or more children (our first born will be called iShuffle, but we'll have to wait for another year because I want to spend some time with Papa first), and simply make sure that we spend enough time with eachother. (It's sad though that I can't use Papa yet because I have no money to buy Adobe Creative Suite for Macs and Microsoft Office 2004 for Macs. That's an "I'm begging" announcement, in case none of you were able to pick that up. HeHe)
No, I haven't gone mad; I've just made The Switch. =D
Because of you, I feel no shame, I'll tell the world it's because of you
You had me at "Hello"...
You gradually showed your true colors...
You opened up to me some more...
I think I'm in love...
After one and a half weeks of tracking the package on UPS' website, my Powerbook has finally arrived. The wait was well worth it. I can't call it a late Christmas present anymore; I guess I shall regard it as an early Valentine's Day gift to myself. Can you feel the love? LoL.
I've decided to call it "Papa." Yes, it's my first time naming one of my things. Papa the Powerbook. That sounds just about right. Together, Papa and I will travel the world, give birth to one or more children (our first born will be called iShuffle, but we'll have to wait for another year because I want to spend some time with Papa first), and simply make sure that we spend enough time with eachother. (It's sad though that I can't use Papa yet because I have no money to buy Adobe Creative Suite for Macs and Microsoft Office 2004 for Macs. That's an "I'm begging" announcement, in case none of you were able to pick that up. HeHe)
No, I haven't gone mad; I've just made The Switch. =D
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Hear My Prayers
Every single time I'm at RiceBowlJournals.com, I always have an agenda. Last month, I was there to find an American Bae Yong-Joon; I failed...miserably. Today at work, I was on the site, checking the Japan category for JET Program participants. I found a couple of them. From looking at all their pictures and travel stories, I now totally wish and hope that I get accepted into the program. I want to experience what they're currently experiencing. And because my heart is so set on this, I'm scared that I won't get in. God doesn't usually give me what I really want. He usually comes back another time and gives me more than what I initially asked for. But Lord, please hear my prayers this time around. Eventhough I'm selling all of my Sanrio stuff on eBay right now to make way for more technosexual gadgets, I would still love to pay homage to my beloved Sanrio Puroland. *SIGH. I wonder how many more whinings I'll be posting on here. HeHe.
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