Tell Me His Name I Want To Know

Ahh, my favorite time of the year has arrived. It's a time when people start analyzing their relationships: It's a time when guys talk about their wife, girlfriend, or friends in such a way that I start having faith that good guys do exist. It's the time of the year when my name is plastered on people's websites: The first to do it this year is Tet (Congrats, my dear! HeHe!). It's the time of the year when I become "everyone's friend" because everyone just wants to make sure that I don't jump off a cliff when February 14 arrives. I solemnly swear! HeHe.

What I can't comprehend is why none of you know of a single, good-looking, tall, smart man. I don't get it. I really don't. This topic has been unanswered for a number of years now and to tell you the truth, I'm getting tired of the self-pitying. ;P

I looked at Zara's Friendster's list a few months back and the one guy that I thought had potential turned out to be a "He's not pogi in real life." The one guy that Kuya Heinz keeps telling me about is Torpe with a capital T (Kuya H, may pinagmanahan ba yan? LoL!). Please do me a huge favor and look at your family tree this weekend: is there really no hope? Don't be the bearer of bad news and look hard...then, e-mail me his resume, bio, NBI/FBI clearance, medical records, photo I.D., and other pertinent information (HeHe!) to phenominadotnet-at-yahoo.com. Yeah, you know I mean business when I actually write my e-mail address on here. Bring it on! ::insert sound of crickets here::

The Other Job

Me: I got the job.
You: JET?
Me: No, not JET.
You: Weren't you talking about JET yesterday and the day before?
Me: Yeah, but there was another job.
You: EPIK?
Me: No, not EPIK.
You: What the heck is this job then?!

If you lived in Seattle, that's what our conversation would've been like today. Yes, it's a good thing you guys don't live in Seattle near me; I tend to confuse others with my confusion about my life. Call it my charm. ;P

Anyway, I got the job. I meant to spill the beans here on Friday, but I didn't want to jinx it. There's still potential to jinx this whole situation since "I'm hired, but not yet," but let me live on the edge just for one moment. HeHe.

I applied for a Marketing Specialist-Asia position. This was one of the two job interviews I had last week. Coming out of the 1-hour-and-10-minute interview, I was salivating over the position. I wanted it and I knew I had a good chance in getting it. Today, I was notified that "I'm hired, but not yet." Since this is another government job, I have to deal with bureaucracy. There will be a two-week wait for my clearance. So we shall all sit and wait. In the meantime, let me explain the job:

• Travel to Asia: Japan
  
• Travel to Asia: China
  
• Travel to Asia: Hong Kong

Okay, okay, so there's more to that, but that's what made me want this job. There will be at least four tradeshows in Asia a year, a couple of domestic travel, and the opportunity to also travel to Europe to see what's going on over there. I'll have full benefits (so my mom will be satisfied with that!) and my salary will be much higher than what I'm currently earning (read: I can finally move out!). Is this my dream job? It certainly has potential.

The downside: I'll still be living in Seattle. It will be more stressful as I will have more responsibilities including dealing with the media (domestically and internationally). Okay, fine, the only real downside is that I will still be living in Seattle.

So kids, what's the verdict? To JET or not to JET (and take this position instead)?

Trip for Two

My former boss from City of Seattle and I were having a conversation over e-mail today. When I told her about my plans to finally get out of Seattle and travel the world, she said, "Do it now! Don't be like me, 50 years old, kid in college, and lots of debt without seeing the world first!"

Call me Tae-Young, but I've always daydreamed of packing a suitcase, living in some small apartment in a foreign country, and working as a waitress at a restaurant, not minding that I'm only making minimum wage because the experience is simply priceless. Maybe I'm just a wimp so I haven't done it, but I think my cousin said it best in an e-mail last week: "Because lots of times, you just want to share experiences with someone else who'll appreciate it as much as you do."

Amen. When I ooh and ahh at everything, I want someone next to me doing the same thing. When I'm 60, I want to be able to reminisce "the crazy things I did when I was in my 20s" with someone else, you know? Or at the very least, I want someone there whom I can run to when reality catches up with my idealism and I have no money left to pay for that small apartment in a foreign country. HeHe.

Party of One

My guess is 90% of my second grade class is now married, engaged, or attached based on what Zara told me via e-mail. Who will be at her wedding this summer? "Mayie and fiancee, Carmela and husband, Leslie and husband, Anna Luz and bf, Eloisa and bf, Lucy Ann and bf." I wonder when my name will have "and bf" attached to it on a list.

Bitter? Not really. Nagpapaawa/nagpaparinig lang ulit. HeHe. Let's see, I've been a flower girl, usherette twice, and cord sponsor so far in weddings. With a few more roles, I'll be an expert about every role in a wedding entourage. I can start my own business as an emergency entourage replacement!

And based on this article, I might as well. Why not make a fortune by being single, right?

I swear, was I asleep when God asked every single woman in this world whether she wanted a career or a love life? Did He automatically assign "career" to my name? Can I change it? Please? ;P

Arigato

In an e-mail...

Congratulations, you have been selected to advance to the interview stage of the 2005 Japan Exchange & Teaching Program. ALT interviews in Seattle will be held Monday, Feb.14 - Thursday, Feb. 17, 2005.

So all this time, I've been opening our mailbox, thinking that the good news will come from there. I should've known that the Japanese are too technology-savvy for that kind of thing. HeHe.