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Randomthoughts 28 Feb 2016

8:45 PM 1. Isang buwan na kong walang full-time job. 2. Mag-dadalawang linggo na ko sa aking online part-time job. 3. Antagal pa ng sweldo! 4. Gumawa ko ng daily schedule pero di ko naman nasusunod 100% dahil may mga iniuutos sakin na iba every now and then. Pero ok pa rin may schedule, kapag lost na ko, I just refer back to it tapos mapapansin ko, tapos na naman ang isang araw. 5. Nag-sleep over ako sa bahay ng friend ko. Sabi ko, malungkot ako. Sabi nya, hindi ka malungkot., frustrated ka lang kasi parang antagal mag-unfold ng mga bagay-bagay para sayo. 6. Sabi ko kay Kuya wag nya na ko ibili ng HelloKitkit, ibili nya na lang ako ng learning materials for basic Japanese, pero binili nya ko ng HelloKitkit at workbooks!! Waaaa! Antagal nyang umuwi! 7. Mej bothered na ko sa life kong walang routine. 8. Naka-plateau pa rin ang weight ko, pero ramdam ko nang bumibigat na naman ang pagkilos ko, pero sige na nga, goal pa din ang workout, kasama naman sa schedule yan eh, hind

Wait. Learn. Practice. Believe. Conquer.

I didn't receive the phone call however, my cousin found ways for me to be able to attend the orientation last Sunday. He contacted the person who will be facilitating the orientation, linked us on facebook and said that I can just go ahead, walk-in and come to the event. As expected, there are many others who are interested to live and work in Japan as well. A number of the attendees are already public school teachers and they said that they are willing to give up their positions as soon as they have guaranteed jobs in Japan. It will be a long journey. Good thing that Ms E was very accommodating with questions, tips on how to do the demo lesson, and I can really feel her sincerity when she said that wanted more Filipinos to work in Japan. That a simple "Thank You" makes her heart leap with so much joy. The process will be tedious. I never thought that thinking to work overseas will require a very long wait and series of exams. I imagine it to be something like a re


Dear Bieber, Naalala mo pa pala ko. How long has it been? 4? 5? 6? 7 years? Buwisit ka! Nakakamiss ka kasi eh. May girlfriend ka na ba? Kawawa naman sya if ever. Hehe. You were one of the most responsible person I have ever known. One of the bravest as well. Sensible. Family guy. What else? Now I'm flattering you so much. You should pay me for all of those good words! Seriously, I wonder how you are as a boyfriend. I will never ever know. You were one of the first who used to nag me every working day of my life that I should be teaching kids and not staying up late at night for work. You would ask me about some science concepts and what's the best way to explain them to kids. You would ask about pdf copies of magazines, books to read. You still have my Who Moved My Cheese? book? Keep it :) Share it to somebody else whom you think needs some perspective about change management. Ngayon, I need your encouraging words, magbabalik na ko sa pagtuturo! I wish to see you soon! Ak

No Phone Call Today.

I did not receive the call I was waiting for today. The lady promised me they will call, but they never did. The day that I went home unemployed, I had focused all my energy and thoughts to the idea that I want to work in Japan as a teacher. In my head, the series of the situations is toward that track. So, I took my time, sent applications here and there. Tried doing follow up calls once a week about the status, was given a date for an interview, was promised that I will receive a phone call as soon as the interview date is near. The orientation/interview is for tomorrow. I waited the whole day. I never received the call. Everyday, I think about it. I even wrote an essay why I want to teach in Japan, hoping to have it posted as soon as the process for employment gets started. I even look for signs: I got hired as a home-based online english tutor to Japanese clientele, on Feb 14th, we ate a Japanese restaurant for lunch and dinner, early this morning, the lady beside me was reading a

Taking Charge

Today's morning was supposed to be dedicated to taking Mama for check up due to dry cough since Thursday. I even scolded her for not telling me about her fever on Friday night. When I arrived at my parent's place, Mama asked if we can take Doydoy with us since he also has fever, stomachache and had been vomiting. I insisted we take him to the ER of my favorite hospital. So, while Mama was having her check up at the outpatient clinic of the hospital. Doydoy and I were at the Emergency Section where a dose paracetamol was given to him intravenously, followed by a urine test and then a CT sonogram to check his internal organs for other complications. Attending to a family member in a hospital or accompanying them for a check up will always be an adult moment for me. I was ready to give up the afternoon training session for the home-based job I signed up with since I just can't leave Mama and Doydoy there to wait for the results and whatever the doctor might say. Prescripti


Dear You, The moment I saw, I really wished to myself that I hope you're the one. But I can only dream.  You can never be mine and I can never be worth your time. You are too much for me. A prayer answered gazzillion times! Not too much for me to handle but somebody too much for me to receive. You deserve someone far more better than I am. With that in mind, I write this letter which you will never get to read, letting it be known how much I adore you. Your smile, your dreams, the you.  I had wished for someone like you yet I felt that I have nothing much to offer that can make you stay. I have lost some battles and I had grown weak. I have lost my pride and I am slowly losing it again falling for you. I can't make you happy the same way that you can make my world go bright. I can only offer you my love. My love which I am afraid may not be enough for you because you deserve more.  I have no plans of letting you read this. I just want to write this. Something I can go back into

I Have A Problem

I can't stop scrolling and it's my never-ending struggle.  I tried to replace this thing in my hand with a book but after an hour, I am at this again. I really should be reading something else other than those I see on social networking sites, my emails and the news. I need to read legit books!  Help!  How can I stop scrolling?!!!!!! 

Dramarama sa Bus Stop

I am an ENTJ. According to MBTI, that's the personality of leaders, CEOs, presidents and a lot of those on top of the foodchain. Pero bakit andito pa rin ako?! #dramaramamuch I could say that this point in my life is one of my lowest point ever. Losing a job because the immediate boss never liked q because of my inquisitive personality, not because I have a questionable performance. It's painful yet it is bound to happen.  How much of a loser could I ever get at this point?  I lost my job. I am alone.  I don't know how to start back up.  I took a week's time to burn my last few bucks and did spontaneous travels to some local destinations to meet people I haven't seen in a long time. I haven't met new people at all.  I have been applying everywhere and haven't received any calls at all.  I know that my parents have been trying to reach out on me but I keep running away. My titas had been dropping their suggestions (though really, they think of me of a robot a


Recently finished reading Love Letters to the Dead and this inspired me to write a series of letters to random people from my past.  Dear Puppy Love,  The last time we've seen each other was during your little boy's wake. I can only imagine how painful you and your wife have been going through and maybe still mourning up to now.  I can still remember how shocked you were when I tapped your shoulder that night and said "Hey, condolence. Hindi ko naimagine na sa ganitong okasyon tayo magkikita ulit."  You never invited me on your wedding day, unfriended me on facebook and we never really said a thing to each other before that fateful day for your little Sky.  You were that boy I first felt that "kilig" feeling. At grade 2, you were my first ever crush and had always been that special boy. We never went to the same school but I was always so happy to see you either on my way to school or home. The days I get to see you seem to be my happiest days back then.  We

You Are Not Alone.

Smile Magazine Feb 2016  I forgot the title of the article but this is the interview with one of the newest stars in Star Wars. 

Baboy Kind of Night

For tonight's bonding activity, tita asked us to draw a pig and then gave its interpretation in connection to our personalities right after. Here's mine: