biglang umulan

Summer ngayon, mainit, panahon ng pagpunta sa mga beach at panahon ng outing. tapos biglang umulan.. so what's the big deal about that? nothing, right? i mean, its summer but it doesn't necessarily mean that raining is imposibble.

Hmmm..im was thinking on my way here to the office that my lovelife right now depicts summer season. sabi nga nila, tagtuyot. biglang umulan, panandaliang lamig ang dulot sa napaka-init na panahon. siguro nga, summer ngayon ng buhay ko pero nang biglang umulan, naisip ko, pwede pa rin sigurong akong tamaan ulit ng pana ni Kupido. at kahit tapos na ang Valentine's day, pwede pa ring humabol.

Nababasa ang mga daan, kasama ng paglamig ng panahon ay ang pag-asang muling tumibok ang puso ko na matatagal nang naghihingalo. hindi ko alam kung hanggang kailan uulan. darating ang araw, matutuyo rin ang basa sa daan at muling iinit pero ang mahalaga, umulan pa rin. parang nakikisama ang langit, pinapaalalang darating din ang tag-ulan. sinasabing posible pa ring mangyari ang mga bagay na hindi napapanahon. parang "love", darating na lang bigla. walang pinipiling oras, walang pinipiling "weather". magugulat ka na lang, nandyan na. pero dahil nasa utak mo na "summer" nga, di mo papansinin ang ulan. di mo papansinin ang mga patak na dapat bumasa sa katawan mo. sa halip, kukuha ka ng payong para protektahan ang sarili mo, para di ka mabasa.. siguro dahil takot kang magkaron ng sakit o dahil may pupuntahan ka o dahil ayaw mo lang talagang mabasa.

Bukas makalawa, tuyo na naman ang mga daan. kung gagamit ka man ng payong ulit, hindi na para iwasan ang tubig galing sa kalawakan kundi para hindi ka masunog sa matinding init ng araw...

past 36 hours

last friday, i got my bonding moments with my bestfriend. straightly after work, i dropped by at Megamall and attended an art exhibit at Genesis Gallery and met my friends there. i love the theme, "Ave Maria". to my surprise, Lucy Torres was the guest who oficially started the event by cutting the ribbon.Richard was there and after a light dinner, we checked the paintings and went ahead to National Bookstore and bought some notebooks for Kuya George's girlfriend. after some time, we got back to good old days because for the past few months, he had been so very busy with studies and his new relationship. im glad he's giving justice to it right now for he had always call it quits shortly after two months. and for the record - which is first time in the history of his lovelife - they are still together, going stronger, in their fourth month. Cheers to you, Porgy and you owe that to Cupid for doing a great job in hitting your heart...haha

so much for that night, the next morning i had to go back to my dentist and had my brace adjusted. also, had to go to SM and return the VCD to Video City, it was after due date! oh well, i had to pay the penalty anyway. whew!

the highlight of this weekend was Joanna's graduation. i attended the ceremony after six in the evening and spent dinner with the family. almost everyone was there and drinking session will never be impossible with Grace, Kuya Joel, Bernard and Kuya Neil on the side. i did not get to drink so much 'cause i have to go to work, still. couldn't miss that anymore, Keith will kill me.

and so here i am, blogging while working...lost in words...searching for an answer, "why do you have to sing a song during the graduation rite which normally makes poofers cry?".

thank you for making me happy

thank you for being my friend

and if our path should cross someday, somewhere

i love to sing this song again...

it comes in three, really? part 2

please click on next

i got my passport, finally. what to do with that? im not certain..
i dont wanna rant on how i got it. as expected, along line of queue awaited me last tuesday. aside from the very fact that i arrived at lunch time and needed to go back. well at least, i had the time to take my lunch and not hurry up.

after i got the passport past after two in the afternoon, i headed towards Makati and applied to another company, it was a rush decision. i got my resume printed in Netopia and underwent couple of interviews - initial, speech and final - with examination, essays and typing test.
i got the new job. although, they offered lower than i expected and lower than im earning right now, the location is a lot better. my goal was going out of Alabang, wasn't it?

honestly, i had the contract with me which was presented last night just before my shift started. i signed it but this time, with hesitation. im excited for the fact that im actually getting what i want (not actually everything) and realized one thing, i will never be satisfied. maybe because im expecting a lot or maybe because after i had what i want, im setting a new goal, a new want..

Keith is leaving, only him knows when. well, he is currently negotiating with the managament because they don't wanna release his clearance yet. why? i do not exactly know why. im happy for him, he's moving to Cebu which is a lot closer to his hometown but that means leaving the team as well. two options awaited our team, we might get dispersed to different teams or have our new own TL. but im not staying, so they are. everyone is sick and tired of the account, of the management; certainly demotivated for the issues we currently face.

am i happy? am i happier? im happy because i got a new option, which is to move out. finally, venturing out of my comfort zone, being determined to do good in my new job, and being closer to my home (which is the most important thing to me now). but what about this cold feet? i love my team so much, my days would never be the same without them. i found very good companions and friends in them, very honest ones. moreover, im being the "crybaby" Kuya George used to tag me.

by the way, i got to talk to ria last night and we spend time updating each other with our lives. also, on the other hand, tel is proposing another deal, working to Korea and leave next month but i declined the offer(sorry, tel).

mixed emotions are killing me right now. setting aside the stress im getting from travelling to work, im also thinking about breaking up with gerry. i cannot stand long distance relationships anymore. i guess, i have to pass this test of love, huh?!

oh well, i hope i can really click on "next" and finally move on. it is time...i guess.

it comes in three, really?

unknown trade shoes - irate customer

i got my passport last friday and learned that the information posted there was incorrect, instead of having my year date as 1983, it was 1963. so i went ahead and called the DFA hotline the next morning when they informed me that i should contact Air 21 (who delivered my passport) for assistance regarding my concern. and there i was, dialled the Air 21 service number that the gentleman gave me and explained to them, again, what had happened.

of course, Air 21 would not take any liability for the mistake, they just got my passport from the DFA Office and send it to me(after i paid Php200 so i dont have to go back there again just to get the "thing"), after a short conversation with the Air 21 represenatative, he gave me another number to call. now, its the direct number of the DFA administration department. i talked to some guy name "i forgot" and gave me another number. at last, i talked to Jeff and he told me that he will take care of my concern after repeating my story for the 5th time(i should have recorded it so i dont have to repeat myself that much). so much for my rant, Jeff advised me to call back Monday and look for him, he gave me his direct line and promised me to follow up the correction.

the next afternoon, i dialled Jeff's number and was informed that i need to go back to DFA Manila and go directly to the director's office (WTH? now we are talking about inconvenience here, i paid so i don't need to go back and now you're telling me what?!) but hopelessly, i went there right after my freaking mid-shift, met Jeff at Gate 1 and was in queue which seemed like forever.

i was so irate, for the fact that i dont have time to go under that stress. man, its not my fault if they had it wrong, i submitted all my requirements and they can actually drool their faces over those documents and verify that. alright, that was a mistake.. now what?

imagine yourself in a corridor 5 feet wide with people going back and forth, with two irritating guards shouting over the people to get away from the main entrance ("don't try to push us away like dogs, we are humans anyway", the woman beside me uttered), with not sleeping for more than 12 hours, with not eating anything for the past 12 hours except a candy after the usual "yosi break" and a couple of cups with 3-in-1 coffee and with a low-charged on the battery of your phone. where can you get a thread of patience out of that, huh?

i still did not make any move to get at least a water to quench my thirst and stop my soul from drying; for the fear of losing the seat i got from waiting at least an hour of standing beside it, for fear of having my turn (with number 36 boldly written in a small square pink carton).

"pink 16", the guard called after an hour of waiting.

impatienty, i waited..

hungrily, i ranted..

sleepy, i tried putting the tears away..

i had my turn after 3 more hours of waiting. finally, got the chance to talk to a representative from the director's office and repeated my story, again. his name was Morris, a woman trapped in a man's body, pretty nice and accomodating. he got my passport corrected, apologized for what happened, gave me another releasing form and asked me to come back the next day, which is today.

in short, im coming back today in DFA's Manila Office along Roxas Blvd, for the third time. i will be on my way after posting this and hopefully, i will get good customer service today. my only consolation for what happened was the experience of being an irate customer(haha). i actually traded shoes with my Sprint customers; learned how difficult it is when the people you are trying to ask help for passes you around and do not have any concern with you.

the secret to customer service is, emphatizing.

believe me, it works...

and nina, please eat before you go...

back from the beach

i really missed blogging..

i've been thinking a lot since last week about keeping this, and finally decided to write again. one of the reasons why i stopped (for a while) was because of the fact that im actually thinking of the "approval" of some people. i mean, i don't have to be so dramatic about the fact that other people won't approved of me and what im doing. so what? they don't even know exactly who i am. and the most important thing is that i know myself more than they do. so, why would i be so affected? well, i have to consider what other people think about me, yes. but they shouldn't be depriving me from doing what i want, writing.

oh well, so much for the melo-drama i've been through the last few weeks. im officially back.

we just got back from batangas, had our team building, hopefully not the last one. i was trying to post pictures but im currently having a problem with uploading them here. about the trip, it was total fun, i kinda refreshed myself from the stressful situation we had in the office. unfortunately, everyone was thinking of leaving, as usual. too sad, keith was like making his "final bow". damn management we have..

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i don't know what happened to me when i heard you're leaving. i thought i won't be affected anymore. you are the reason why im still hiding in the dense forest where you left me. one thing is for sure, that i don't love you anymore but there was a sudden rush in the veins of my heart when i learned you will be working abroad, asking the same question, why do we have to end this way?

you moved on...raised your family and had a couple of mistresses(from what i heard and saw) but still, im locked in the same old place, not believing that i am capable of loving someone else, not giving a chance to any of the men who tried and gave the best shot.

im happily engaged, yes. but i never had a chance to be with him. did i ever find my one true love with gerry, or do i just wanna believe that i do? that i finally did?