The job offer is finally in my hands. One more hurdle to overcome and we'll see if it's finally time to celebrate.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Always Remember
The job offer is finally in my hands. One more hurdle to overcome and we'll see if it's finally time to celebrate.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Second Chances
Dear God,
You gave me a second chance in January and I didn't waste it. Hopefully, I proved that to you with how I've lived my life since then.
People told me that all of my hard work would pay off, that good things come to those who wait, and that my dreams will come true as long as I keep at it. Is this "it"?
It's in my beloved Ortigas. It's near a Jollibee (HaHa!). It's going to pay me enough for me to have a place of my own just like what I've wished for. It's going to make me so much closer to You. It's going to make me happy knowing that I'm giving my time to a worthy cause. It's going to allow me to have free weekends to do other things. It's near Podium for my wi-fi needs after work hours (assuming that they have un-blocked me. HaHa!). It's near enough that friends can come visit me and vise versa. It was your Valentine's Day gift to me so I'm guessing that this is "it", right?
I guess I'll find out the answer tomorrow before lunch. I'm also hoping that your representative on Earth will do the right thing this time around; You did give him a second chance to turn things around for the both of us. I promise that I'll stop holding a grudge on him and I'll try to build a good relationship with him if he and I end up working together.
Regardless of what happens, I just want to say thanks for making me smile again. I haven't seen my "giddy smile" for months now and I'm glad it's back in my list of facial expressions. =D
Love,
Me
You gave me a second chance in January and I didn't waste it. Hopefully, I proved that to you with how I've lived my life since then.
People told me that all of my hard work would pay off, that good things come to those who wait, and that my dreams will come true as long as I keep at it. Is this "it"?
It's in my beloved Ortigas. It's near a Jollibee (HaHa!). It's going to pay me enough for me to have a place of my own just like what I've wished for. It's going to make me so much closer to You. It's going to make me happy knowing that I'm giving my time to a worthy cause. It's going to allow me to have free weekends to do other things. It's near Podium for my wi-fi needs after work hours (assuming that they have un-blocked me. HaHa!). It's near enough that friends can come visit me and vise versa. It was your Valentine's Day gift to me so I'm guessing that this is "it", right?
I guess I'll find out the answer tomorrow before lunch. I'm also hoping that your representative on Earth will do the right thing this time around; You did give him a second chance to turn things around for the both of us. I promise that I'll stop holding a grudge on him and I'll try to build a good relationship with him if he and I end up working together.
Regardless of what happens, I just want to say thanks for making me smile again. I haven't seen my "giddy smile" for months now and I'm glad it's back in my list of facial expressions. =D
Love,
Me
Monday, March 27, 2006
Sizzling Steps
Someone needs to stop me.
My latest discovery about myself is that I have a penchant for walking long distances in sweltering heat. Okay, they're not really long distances; I'm not that stupid afterall. Oh no, no, no. But since it is summer, those "short distances" feel like long distances. I need to understand that. And really, I need to stop this little hobby of mine before heatstroke catches up with me. HaHa!
A few weeks ago, I ended up walking from PHILCOA to U.P.'s Quezon Hall. I thought it was a short distance and I could use the exercise. Well, it wasn't a short distance (that's why you didn't see anyone doing what you were doing, dear). And it was 11 a.m. for crying out loud when the sun is almost at its hottest. Needless to say, when I arrived at Quezon Hall, I headed straight for the airconditioner. Belle and the gang just looked at me in disbelief when I told them what I had done. Actually, they did more than look: I think they also threw in the words "gaga" and "tanga." LoL.
And as if I didn't learn my lesson then, today, I walked from Intramuros to SM Manila. I was at Immigration to process my I-Card. I was told to bring $50 (so I did), but when I got there, they only take pesos. What's a girl to do, but go to SM to exchange money during lunchtime (Apparently, Metrobank isn't into exchanging foreign currency).
With an umbrella in hand, I started walking. The problem? It was 12 p.m. AND it was summer. Maybe if it was November or December, it wouldn't have been a big deal, but dear self, it *is* the summer. Two minutes outside equals dripping sweat these days; what more if it's a 15-minute walk?
Coming back, I tried to not walk. I swear, I tried not to! But the darn pedicabs wanted P30! Dude, if I wanted to spend that much, I would've taken a cab! Hence, I walked...and sweated...a lot. My shirt was absolutely wet by the time I re-entered the Immigration doors.
Normally, these instances would make me wish that I had an ulirang driver, I mean, an ulirang boyfriend, but eek, no thanks. Hugging or holding hands doesn't sound too appealing at this time of the year. We'll save relationships for the rainy season. Hopefully, he'll know how to hold an umbrella for me while I walk in the rain. ;P
My latest discovery about myself is that I have a penchant for walking long distances in sweltering heat. Okay, they're not really long distances; I'm not that stupid afterall. Oh no, no, no. But since it is summer, those "short distances" feel like long distances. I need to understand that. And really, I need to stop this little hobby of mine before heatstroke catches up with me. HaHa!
A few weeks ago, I ended up walking from PHILCOA to U.P.'s Quezon Hall. I thought it was a short distance and I could use the exercise. Well, it wasn't a short distance (that's why you didn't see anyone doing what you were doing, dear). And it was 11 a.m. for crying out loud when the sun is almost at its hottest. Needless to say, when I arrived at Quezon Hall, I headed straight for the airconditioner. Belle and the gang just looked at me in disbelief when I told them what I had done. Actually, they did more than look: I think they also threw in the words "gaga" and "tanga." LoL.
And as if I didn't learn my lesson then, today, I walked from Intramuros to SM Manila. I was at Immigration to process my I-Card. I was told to bring $50 (so I did), but when I got there, they only take pesos. What's a girl to do, but go to SM to exchange money during lunchtime (Apparently, Metrobank isn't into exchanging foreign currency).
With an umbrella in hand, I started walking. The problem? It was 12 p.m. AND it was summer. Maybe if it was November or December, it wouldn't have been a big deal, but dear self, it *is* the summer. Two minutes outside equals dripping sweat these days; what more if it's a 15-minute walk?
Coming back, I tried to not walk. I swear, I tried not to! But the darn pedicabs wanted P30! Dude, if I wanted to spend that much, I would've taken a cab! Hence, I walked...and sweated...a lot. My shirt was absolutely wet by the time I re-entered the Immigration doors.
Normally, these instances would make me wish that I had an ulirang driver, I mean, an ulirang boyfriend, but eek, no thanks. Hugging or holding hands doesn't sound too appealing at this time of the year. We'll save relationships for the rainy season. Hopefully, he'll know how to hold an umbrella for me while I walk in the rain. ;P
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Video Memory Lane
I don't think anyone who visits this website can relate to this, so excuse me while I reminisce about my younger years. HeHe.
While I wasstalking browsing through someone's Friendster profile, one of his testimonials cracked me up: the one that mentioned the movie "El Norte."
Man, was that movie required to be shown for all high schools in the United States?! I found it funny that someone from New Jersey was shown that movie while I saw it too in Washington. Hmmm. All throughout my schooling, I thought that my teachers handpicked all the movies we were made to watch...and we always thought how horrible their tastes were. HaHa!
Anyway, here are the movies that remind me of my school life:
I swear, if you have a 16-year-old daughter and want to prevent her from getting pregnant at an early age, I would highly recommend that video. Sure scared the beejeezus out of me at the age of 20. HaHa!
*SIGH. I miss formal education. *coughgeek*cough
While I was
Man, was that movie required to be shown for all high schools in the United States?! I found it funny that someone from New Jersey was shown that movie while I saw it too in Washington. Hmmm. All throughout my schooling, I thought that my teachers handpicked all the movies we were made to watch...and we always thought how horrible their tastes were. HaHa!
Anyway, here are the movies that remind me of my school life:
- Elementary School: "Roots" (If you don't know Kunta Kinte...)
- Middle School: "The Sandlot" (I swear, how many times did teachers have that on for their "last days of school" video back in the 7th grade?!)
- High School: "El Norte"
I swear, if you have a 16-year-old daughter and want to prevent her from getting pregnant at an early age, I would highly recommend that video. Sure scared the beejeezus out of me at the age of 20. HaHa!
*SIGH. I miss formal education. *coughgeek*cough
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Permanent Resident I Am
The moment we have all been waiting for has finally arrived! No, I still don't have a job (yet!), and no, I still don't have a boyfriend (yet! As if! LoL) but I am now a permanent resident of the Philippines! My ACR has been approved! I am now legally able to work (and live indefinitely) in this country!
Thank you, God! Thank you, Miss Irma! Thank you, Bureau of Immigration! Thank you, beautiful self, for surviving all the Bureau of Quarantine requirements! HaHa!
One hurdle down, one more to go! Here, jobby, jobby, jobby! Here, jobby, jobby, jobby! LoL.
Speaking of which, I was in Makati today for another job interview. It is absolutely amazing the list of people who I have interviewed with throughout all this jobhunting. Couple that with the people I met here in 2002 and I swear I can make a million if I ever got paid to namedrop for a living. HeHe! Kulang na lang talaga eh si GMA. LoL.
Afterwards, The Amazing Duo rode the FX from Makati to San Mateo. It was my first time to do such a thing and of course, I had to be with my Public Transpo Coach. HaHa! And as usual, we provided the entertainment throughout the whole one-hour ride. Even the driver was able to relay back to me what he had learned about Zara and I by the time I got off at my stop. HaHa! Yes, yet another bonding moment for the two of us.
Things are coming together. I hope they continue to do so.
Thank you, God! Thank you, Miss Irma! Thank you, Bureau of Immigration! Thank you, beautiful self, for surviving all the Bureau of Quarantine requirements! HaHa!
One hurdle down, one more to go! Here, jobby, jobby, jobby! Here, jobby, jobby, jobby! LoL.
Speaking of which, I was in Makati today for another job interview. It is absolutely amazing the list of people who I have interviewed with throughout all this jobhunting. Couple that with the people I met here in 2002 and I swear I can make a million if I ever got paid to namedrop for a living. HeHe! Kulang na lang talaga eh si GMA. LoL.
Afterwards, The Amazing Duo rode the FX from Makati to San Mateo. It was my first time to do such a thing and of course, I had to be with my Public Transpo Coach. HaHa! And as usual, we provided the entertainment throughout the whole one-hour ride. Even the driver was able to relay back to me what he had learned about Zara and I by the time I got off at my stop. HaHa! Yes, yet another bonding moment for the two of us.
Things are coming together. I hope they continue to do so.
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