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| missing tblog |
| 09.30.05 (12:03 am) [edit] |
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i miss tblog terribly. i went over my entries for this blog and it seems to me that i am able to write better with this blog home instead of the other. i will still update this blog from time to time, that i promise. no one checks this blog now and im free to write any absurdities without ever considering who might be reading this blog. hehe
oh well till here, in the mean time for more updated news about my life you may click HeRe!
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| -you and me vs. us- |
| 01.09.05 (8:25 am) [edit] |
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barely a week ago we had a talk, I wouldn’t say it’s an argument more of a melancholy talk about the unspoken things between us. Some things he chose not to discuss and I chose not to ask about so as to avoid getting into a fight and keeping up with the notion that we just live by the moment. No strings attached. I could go on with my life doing things I want to do and meeting people I want to meet without answering to him and same goes for him. Although im perfectly aware that I am on the losing end of the bargain, I took it in just for the momentary bliss it will bring me. Even if by tomorrow or the next day or the next month may be, he’d wake up one morning and find out that he feels head over heels in love with another girl, then I just don’t have a say to that. I have to swallow the bitter truth without any right to tell him how painful that is to me.
I was told by val previously that I shouldn’t settle for this kind of set up. Not only does it serve me no good by playing the martyr, more so, it’s the perfect kind of set up for a guy. He has someone to cuddle with at times when the nights are lonely but he doesn’t have a commitment to me which gives him the freedom to check out other girls any time he pleases. But I asked him, what difference does it make if one is committed? I know of some guys who are in long term relationships but still has the guts to look around and play around. Which brings me to another question – which is more painful to have the guy commit an act of betrayal when he is committed to you or to have him do that when he made it perfectly clear that he doesn’t answer to you but you blindly went ahead and accepted that kind of set up?
I felt my confidence level completely ebbed :cry: again sometime last week after seeing a couple of text messages on his phone from the girl he claimed to be “the one who got away”. I’ve long avoided checking his phone messages as I know I do not have a right to do that. But since he does check my phone messages as well, I figured it would be just okay. One time he saw a text message from M and was all of a sudden in a sullen mood after that. He just sent me a message since I sent a group message thru ym to all the people in my list greeting them a happy new year. When I asked him how come he’s like that but when I ask him about the text messages of ms.d1hugotaway, he went berserk. I stopped talking and left for the office with a heavy heart. I felt so down that I was ready to breathe fire on the agents asking me stupid questions. Then he kept on calling me and buzzing me thru ym to apologize. He said that’s the reason why he is not yet ready to commit, that he still has demons in his head and he might hurt me again. I have to keep mum about since I opted to have this kind of set up. He kept on apologizing telling me I have every right to feel bad about the situation since “I’m his baby, I’m his girl.” Hmmm… I didn’t know that. I told him not to mind me, as I have no claims over him. I told him “yes there may be a you and me but there is no us”.
I went home last week to my dad’s place to visit them. Likewise, I got the items my cousins and aunts and uncles from the states sent me. There’s perfume there for a guy so I got it for him since my dad has tons of it that still remains unopened. He was baffled when I handed him the perfume. He asked me whether my cousins knew that we broke up and whether ninang knew it as well. Said yup. I was then washing my green mango at the sink. Then he asked, “alam ba nila ninang na tayo na ulit?” I suddenly dropped the mango and gave him a blank stare… Uhmmm… heller kelan pa???? :o :o :o kelan pa tayo ulit??? He laughed at me and I had to run to him and pinch him. Apparently, kami nap ala di ko lang alam. Oh well, sometimes being a martyr has its rewards.
Just a few days ago I was at the apartment and we were having breakfast when all of a sudden the words tumbled out of his mouth: “It’s nice to have you back baby.” I was racking my brain as to how to respond to him but I couldn’t, all I could muster was real warm smile. :D
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| -tired- |
| 01.06.05 (2:40 am) [edit] |
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im extremely tired of this whole call center job. i never thought it could be this toxic. might be isolated for this account since i used to see my former wave mates who were promoted as team leads for the previous account i used to work for are not this toxic. they could go home 30minutes right after their shift, while we on the other hand are bound to extend due to the extremely high volume of deliverables. in fact yesterday, i left the office past 10am already when in fact my shift starts at 9pm. imagine i have a working schedule worse than that of a security guard, no offense to security guards but at least they're not as stressed as we are.
oh well, im sorry to start the year whining. but gosh i badly need some rest, and i mean real rest. i hope i could take at least a 3 day vacation leave in connection to my restdays. that would be really great!
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| -the year that was- |
| 01.02.05 (10:44 am) [edit] |
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2004.
the year that was.
a roller coaster ride. got crashed and burned. made stupid and hasty decisions. grew up. smiled. laughed. cried. prayed. made friends. lost friends. a lot of memorable and forgettable events.
sometimes when i look back i couldnt actually believe i survived this year. it is utterly unbelievable how i made it thru and how i, again, found something that i thought i already lost. life is still worth living after all.
but one thing that i've learned through this year is that God will always give you something to smile about...
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| -la luz- |
| 12.26.04 (3:34 pm) [edit] |
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I still have a hang over with regard to our trip to la luz. It was breath-taking, I swear. We all had our moments, and the most romantic part is that we arrived there at almost 5pm so we got a spectacular view of the sunset. I was amused by coocoo’s insights while we were lounging at one of those shaded bamboo beds (whatever u call it) fronting the beach. In the first place he was not supposed to be part of that out of town trip since it was my team’s team building activity, but with a wonderful twist of fate and much cajoling from my ops manager who happens to be a good friend of his as well he gave in. He was telling me about his realizations while we were cuddling up on the beach under the sunset. He was genuinely amazed at how God works in such mysterious ways. He said if his atm card was not demagnetized and card captured then he would probably be in divisoria that morning purchasing gifts for Christmas instead of him going to alabang to borrow money from me. I just had to smile at him while he was telling me about his insights.
The whole trip was worth it but quite bitin. The food was sumptuous and free flowing, yup di sha tipid! The massage made me doze off. Had my 3 agents did not wake me up I would have slept on the cabana for till sunrise. There was a bonfire but I was too tired to go down again and stay up. I woke up really early ‘round 4am and I was so hungry I ate the food that alex (one of my agent – who brought his wife and daughter along), brought inside the room for his kid. I was dying with excitement to watch the sunrise, and yes we were able to do so.
Babe and I took a dip really early and it was freezing cold and after that we had a big big breakfast. The whole trip back was also great we were all laughing the whole time. Funny coz babe doesn’t want to go there initially since that date coincides with their xmas party at the apartment but then when he got there he got all too fascinated with the place he ended up planning his own team building to be held there as well.
Oh well, God certainly has a way of making me smile.
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| -toxic- |
| 12.23.04 (1:58 pm) [edit] |
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im so toxic! in Filipino translation, ako ay nakakalason! Hehe joke. What I mean is that i’m going gaga over the things that I need to accomplish, my backlogs and all that stuffs that are going on at work. Everytime I feel like giving up and resigning, I just try to remind myself that this is what I want to begin with. I chanced upon a good friend of mine the other day thru yahoo messenger. She’s already resigned, she is really good though but she just isn’t patient enough. I told her about my predicament but she told me I should stay since this is what I really wanted in the first place.
On the other hand, things are looking good for some things. I’m quite happy and I just had a last trip to the beach for this year. My team had a team building at La Luz Resort at Batangas last Sunday and it was totally memorable, the place is breath-taking, its as if you were not in Batangas. It was so peaceful and quiet, like a world of its own. Best of all, my baby came with us.
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| -unstable estrogen level?- |
| 12.17.04 (2:22 pm) [edit] |
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im so close to tears. im on the verge of crying right now. im short of sleep, unhappy with my work, and uncertain of my lovelife, if u call such a love life.
i shouldnt really be soliciting compliments. sorry for not bothering to be detailed, i cant, otherwise all pent up emotions might come up to the surface and i might just end up crying here.
no not now, not when we are to start with our meeting. not in front of my boss who happens to be his good friend. not now when everything else in my world is falling apart.
dont cry erlyn dont cry ur better than this. no expectations remember? put this in ur head -- ur not pretty! ur just a plain jane! ur just u nothing special!!!
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| -corporate slave- |
| 12.08.04 (2:30 am) [edit] |
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as of the last 3 mos, from the time that i have been promoted i haven't been absent, which is so unlike me. not that i am always absent, i doubt that i'll get the promotion if i were but its just that once in a while i feel that i am entitled to my leaves aside from the fact that my previous supervisor is lenient when it comes to sick leave consumptions so we could just call him up and tell him we'll be using our sick leaves regardless of the reason he'll approve of it. we just need to be honest with him.
yesterday our nasty senior operations manager had an hour talk with me. she's been meeting with everyone on the management team. she is a talking embarassment i should say for the call center that we are working for. on top of that she also very much full of herself. i had so much of the "I" talk. I have a winning spirit... I have passion for my work... Hmmm it figures kaya pala di marunong ng tenses sa sentence construction. my gawd gusto ko tumambling kahapon when she said "Respect for the individual - the agents should know that, so if they are done with their calls the best thing to do is to went home that way others wont be disturb." Good luck!
Her consistency in being stupid when it comes to the english language is something that we could accept, we need a comic relief once in a while but what i find totally abominable of all that she said is the fact that we are not allowed to take vacation leaves for the next 6 months! putangina nya!!! kasalanan ko ba na may leaves na ko at sya wala??? grabe sarap nya pasabugin!!!
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| -heartwarming- |
| 12.07.04 (1:39 am) [edit] |
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i went on a 2-day vacation leave last week (friday and saturday) which was prior to my days off (sunday and monday). we are starting to be inseparable again, which suits us both i should say. after my shift on friday morning, i went home to him. he has training that night since he moved to a different account where the company is grooming him to be an ops manager. but he asked me to stay at the apartment that way when he goes home in the morning i'd still be there.
saturday morning we went to alabang to pick up the cradle of his hp jornada, which he bought from my former teammate - armin. prior to that he went to digicafe with his new team. i on the otherhand had to go home to change into something decent. we were supposed to meet up at insular bldg but since he was already at digi he told me to just pick him up there. i was surprised coz he texted me telling me to go there that way he could introduce me to the team. well, last minute he decided against it ayaw daw nya madaming tanong since di pa naman daw kami. oh well wag nating i-pressure baka makulitan. right now, the fact that he's there would suffice.
after dropping by at the alabang site we went to starbucks beside frank provost where my agents were hanging out. they were so ecstatic when we showed up. my agents call me "mommy" and so when we showed up they were too hyper and coocoo got the shock of his life when they were all calling him daddy.
we stayed there till noon time. we cant get enough gabbing. and coocoo warmed up as well he was telling them stories as well about work. afterwards we went to alabang town center where he scouted for a new phone. we looked around and decided we'll have lunch first that way he could make up his mind on what kind of phone to buy. and speaking of lunch well with him there's no other place to eat but kfc.
while we were eating, i happen to sit beside a little boy who's so cute and charming. he's wearing eyeglasses too and was conversing with his dad in perfect english. coocoo and i were talking about the phone when all of a sudden he said:
"gusto mo makita ano itsura ng magiging anak natin?"
i was shocked to hear that come from him. i learned my lesson in the past not to talk about anything concerning the future especially something that serious. it really warmed my heart to hear that from him, at least it made me feel that he's still considering a future with me. at least i know this is going somewhere not only on my part but on his as well.
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| -on the road to reconciliation- |
| 12.01.04 (3:12 am) [edit] |
a few days after having that ym conversation which i posted on my last entry, he sent me a text message on a sunday (three weeks ago). sunday and monday nights are my off. surprisingly that sunday - november 14, prior to the time that i was about to sleep, coming home tired from the office from my 8pm-5am shift and after roaming around the mall with my bosses - ayee and mel and a fellow supervisor - ekaye, i was really really tempted to send him a text message. pardon the sentence construction. anyway moving forward, i decided against texting him. i slept almost 1pm, i was so exhausted that i got up at 1am.
when i woke up my stomach is screaming with hunger. but then again instinct dictated that i should check my mobile phone first prior to the fridge. so i did. and surprise of all surprises he sent me a message. he asked me if i had a shift that night. then what's all the more surprising (sorry i know i used it so many times but i cant find a more apt word) is that he tried calling me up, coz there's a missed call around 6pm. so i sent him a text message apologizing to him and explaining that i was asleep for 12hrs and asking him why he called me up. im not expecting him to respond right away since its already 1am but i was all the more surprised when he called me up. nangangamusta lang daw sya and then he asked me out at that time ha. sobrang shocked ako. parang heller anong oras na un at nagaaya sya ng lakad at san naman kaya kami pupunta di ba? we went out and talked and well started acting like we were an item again.
its been three weeks now and there are developments. he's still not ready to commit but at least he doesnt hold back anymore when he feels like telling me he loves me. like this morning instead of going home i went to his place and slept there. he had to call up HR since 2 of his new agents called him to report problems about his pay, i was already half asleep when he went up already. then he kissed me on the forehead and whispered "i love you" to me. i tried responding and somehow i croaked so he ended up laughing before kissing me again. =)
oh well i still have a lot of things to blog about but that will do for now.
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| so many memories |
| 10.30.04 (6:08 pm) [edit] |
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i went check out this site which has so many memories of him. i said i will no longer update this blog. but somehow i could not resist myself when i read thru the comments made by my blogger friends (some of them have ceased to be) on my last post.
i miss him still. i know he would not check out this site again so i now feel comfortable exposing my thoughts. just as i know that no one else will be visiting this blog, at least none of my ex-blogger friends or my current blogger friends as they all know that i have already moved to a new site. yes i will still be keeping my other site, which is the first one that i started. but this blog will still hold a special place in my heart just like that boy that still has my heart.
"i gave my heart a long time ago... and never really got it back"
& nbsp; &n bsp; &nb sp; &nbs p;   ; & nbsp; &n bsp; &nb sp; &nbs p;   ; --- sweet home alabama
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| ::cLoSed dOoRs:: |
| 06.12.04 (12:03 pm) [edit] |
"a door gently closed is a door shut with finality."
it is time to close our doors. something has come to an end. it was a mutual decision. somehow, it pains me up to now, but surprisingly, it doesnt hurt as much as i am expecting and am afraid it is going to be.
i was suposed to make an entry a couple of days ago detailing my aversion towards our housemates, well actually the 2 of them (a couple), about their lack of good manners and common sense and the countless abominable traits that they have but more so about the red light flashing again, bigger and redder this time. apparently, it happened. he chose them (our housemates) over me. he is having a hard time being in the middle of us since he was a friend of that couple and they have invited us to move over to that new house that they will be renting. when i am on the verge of being a queen biatch, he begged me to leave. i agreed but told him that on second thought i wanted to stay to bring hell upon that couple. coz if i leave it would mean defeat on my part, but he said if i leave it would be for his peace of mind. so i said yes. i asked him whether he would just wait till there would be new people to fill our slot to get our money back (deposit and down payment) and then leave and we'll find another house. but he said no, he said he'll be staying there. i asked why, according to him, he's sick and tired of me nagging him, telling him to do things my way and on my appointed time. he wanted to just live for himself without a partner who complains about almost everything around her. i asked him what would happen to us, he couldn't give me a clear answer. he could not spit out the bitter words, so i made it easier for him. i initiated ending the whole thing, which he accepted without the slightest sign remorse or struggle and i guess with great relief.
there wont be any sense further relaying the events as it has reached the inevitable. i would just like to thank him for the memories and apologize for all the heartaches i have caused him, wish him happiness in finding his way through life and may he find the perfect partner for him, one who would inspire him to be a better person (which i believe i failed to do) and not nag him (which i am accused and undoubtedly guilty of). and finally to tell him that he will always have that special place in my heart, no matter what. Goodbye my bestfriend and my baby, i guess this is just as far as we could go. Our journey together has brought us a world a lot of adventures, firsts, many joys, sadly, i gave you more pains instead. But we grew up together, we learned through each other and we have had the great experience of being loved by each other in that almost 4 years that i will never trade for anything. But i guess we are not bound to travel together anymore. many thanks for all the love and for the many times you have not given up on me. i cannot blame you for giving up the fight this time, i pushed you when you were already on the edge and for that i am deeply sorry. it may be hard to belive and contrary to all my actions but let me tell you one last time:
i love you baby.
to all my blogger friends, thank you for always visiting my blog and always sharing your thoughts. this blog will no longer be updated.
the door has been closed very excruciatingly, without struggle but very very gently...
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| ::My HeARt's pRaYeR:: |
| 06.08.04 (2:10 pm) [edit] |
i was ironing some clothes last sunday. most of our housemates were either asleep or out. prior to turning on the the iron, i turned on the boom box. i played Gary V's "Beyond Words", which is a compilation of the popular songs of the artist, but it was in instrumental. the first song on the playlist is "Take me Out of the Dark My Lord". i was humming while i was ironing the clothes, and when it came to the chorus part, i started singing the song, and then tears started to trickle down my face. i was overwhelmed with a kind of sadness that i have no name for. an emptiness that clamors to be filled. and still my heart sings...
teach me to trust in you with all of my heart. to lean not on my own understanding. i just forget, you wont give me what i cant bear. take me out of the dark my lord. coz i dont want to be alone, take me out of the dark my lord, i dont wanna be there...
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| ::hP3:: |
| 06.04.04 (9:33 am) [edit] |
i got to watch harry potter 3 last wednesday afternoon. i dont quite recall the story as i am now reading hp5-order of the phoenix. according to CooCoo, there were a lot of omitted parts, like the part of crookshanks and why he is always after scabbers and some others that CooCoo made mention of. he is so into harry potter, he could readily answer any question about the series.
sometimes, well most of the time, i wish that the whole wizarding world as conceptualized by J.K. Rowling, actually exists. it would be really whimsical and yet life would be so much colorful having to do things with a stroke of a wand. it is sorta comforting to know that in a way, you have control over some things in your life. although, on the other hand, it would also be scary to live in such kind of a world, where you will always be in peril over dark wizards and witches desiring power and dominion over the wizarding world. well, one cant really do away with it, since evil is part and parcel of life. but then again thinking about it, instead of being the usual slacker that i have always been at school, i'd probably be industrious if the things i'd be studying would be as interesting as their subjects.
im on vgh. babush!
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| ::sMaRtY:: |
| 06.02.04 (9:36 am) [edit] |
i miss my other dog, Smart. i got him when i was in second year college together with his sibling who i named Wise. they were a bunch of cute li'l pups, mongrel pups. i saw their litter one time when i was on my way home from the market. there's this sari-sari store on one of the streets that i get to pass by whenever i go to the market and i saw that there's a lot of cute and chubby pups inside the house. i asked the old lady who owns the house and the store if they are selling the pups and what breed are they. according to her she will be asking her son and that the dogs mom is a mongrel and sired by a labrador.
i went back 2 days later to ask how much they will ask for the pups. she said 200/pup. i did not hesitate. i went back home to get my one week allowance, a meager 500 bucks. and i went back to her store and picked up my pups. i dont know how many of them are in the litter. i was asking for a female and a male, but she said she will keep the female and the other one goes to her son. so i got 2 male pups instead. one is all brown and has a streak of black line from the back down to the tip of his tail. and the other one is white with black some black spots. thinking about it now, i doubt their mom is actually sired by a labrador. well anyway, they are adorable wiggly li'l pups. i named the brown one Smart and the white one Wise. they are such a joy, even my dad who was shocked when i bought them home and was kinda hesitant about keeping them was delighted later on. one time when there was a storm and we heard them crying downstairs, he woke me up and told me to get them and bring them upstairs. he actually let them sleep in our bed. (my dad, li'l bro used to share one big bed before. yeah i am a daddy's girl.)
it was almost the close of the semester when we got them. and during summers we would go back and forth my ninang's (my dad's youngest sis) place in cainta. so back then when we would stay at ninang's for a couple of days we would leave them with our long time neighbor - tita nene. she loves dogs and back then her dog just died so she welcomed the pups open arms. daddy suggested that we give the other one to tita ne, coz keeping 2 dogs in a small house is tedious. so we gave Smart to tita ne. she had him leashed when we gave him to her. then Wise would trip back and forth from our house to tita ne's. one time his paw got stuck tita ne's gate, i woke up when i heard him crying. while tita ne was trying to help him out he accidentally bit her. so we reimbursed the cost of her medicines. from that point on, Wise has changed. no longer the sociable and sweet dog, his disposition has changed, and has become a threat to most of the people in our street. he is not used to being leashed since i do not approve of it, i just couldnt bear the sight of a dog in a leash. that's the time that they decided to just give him away to the sunog baga (bunch of old men in our place whose past time is to drown themselves in beer till the wee hours of the morning). i left the house on the day that he was to be turned into a pulutan. just went back the next day. i couldnt stay upstairs and hear his cries as he was being slaughtered.
Smart was given time to go out once in a while, and he would come over our place once in a while and sleep over. up to this days he's still doing that. he is such a loving dog and i must say a jealous one. one thing that i find most endearing to him is his knack of always making sure that we are safe. back then when i still live with my dad, and work on a night shift, he goes out to the main road to walk with me and would go back home after i got a ride. one time he even got inside the bus as well, so i had to go down. that happened a lot of times actually and i so love him for that. but he has become such a war freak dog. every now and then he'd engage in a fight and almost always it would be with his son who is a pet of another neighbor of ours. he is old now and nearly blind, has too many scars and has lost some of his teeth due to the fights he got into. he doesnt attack people though.
last last saturday, when i went home to daddy's place, i saw him. he looks weak and really old. and i just feel miserable looking at him like that. and now that i have Pebbles, all the more that i feel miserable for what Smart has become. giving all the good things to Pebbles, she has toys, good food not just table scraps, showered with a lot of attention and gets vet check ups. i just feel so miserable not being able to have done the same thing for Smart. i just hope i'll be there when he breathes his last. it could be really heart wrenching for a dog lover like me and to watch my dog die, knowing just how special he is and how loyal, but i just want to be the last person he sees before he goes. i guess i have to wrap this up by now, not only has this been such a long entry but more so becoz im close to tears now... and to my beloved dog Smart.... silly as it may seem coz u cant read this, i just want u to know that i love you so much sweetheart.
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| ::dArN fRuStRateD:: |
| 06.01.04 (2:02 pm) [edit] |
i am pissed with my housemates, with my teammates, my supervisor, with my life, with everything. i hate it. sometimes i just want to vanish into thin air.
i would have to say that my pain is caused by my own undoing now, the choices i made that i knew was wrong and should have corrected by now. many times i think that i have seen the stop sign, the red light flashing right in front of me. but i wanted so much to make a fool out of myself that i went on with it anyhow.
i am not blaming anyone for my pains and my angst. i merely want to vent out. one time, i sat at the bed dumbfounded. i was thinking about my life and how miserable it has always been. how i always fall prey to manipulative people who push me around and treats me like a doormat. some people say that i could stand up for myself. looking back now, i wonder when they saw that emminent in me. yen even said in her testimonial for me at friendster that i taught her to stand up for herself. i suddenly want to doubt the accuracy of her recollections, whether she was thinking of someone else while composing that testimonial for me. i may be a vocal about my displeasaure or discontent over some things and people around me, but well, admittedly and unfortunately, i couldn't do anything about my grievances, sometimes i wanted to ask myself if it's a case of "i couldn't do anything about it" or " i chose not to do anything about it"? i guess the adage: "dogs who bark dont bite" applies to me.
sometimes i ask God why does he allow wicked people to prosper? i am far from perfect, even far from being a good person. everyday, i see a lot of wicked people who are very successful. yet here i am struggling in a company that doesnt recognize my efforts, stuck in a hellhole filled with i wanted to be successful and to be a better person not only for myself but for all the people who are depending on me, my family. sometimes, i think it's unfair that i have to think about it all the time. i swear there have been countless times when i wished there's a chance to chose your parents. yeah i know just how much of an ungrateful bitch i am. i look at them and i see how pathetic they turned out, most especially my father. he grew old broke, poor and failed by the his God, who promised him prosperity. and now that i got a job and am aspiring for a higher position both for professional growth and for a fatter paycheck, since i have a ton of responsibilities, he is turns away his face on me and refuses to bless me.
haaaayyyy.... *sigh* what would i give to be just an inanimate object?
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| 05.27.04 (2:04 pm) [edit] |
another slow night at work. i've 2 more nights to go before my off. it will be pay day again tomorrow (im typing this night of the 27th and will be posting this morning of the 28th, so may sahod na non dapat!), but then again makikiraan na naman lang po ang kaperahan! you just live from pay check to pay check. i guess i will ask around next week already regarding taking up a nursing course. i got a text message about 2 weeks ago from my dad's cousin - ate ermie. she said tito tony called and asked how long it will take for me to finish a nursing course and how much it would cost. for sure i wont be able to give up work because i have a lot of payables but that would certainly mean that it will take a longer time for me to finish my course. gosh! i'll probably be almost 30 already by the time i start a real career in the nursing world. that would sure be a lot of investment.
i could always take the short cut, i could take up a care-giver course. but then again the pay wouldnt be as much. good thing if im only living for myself but i have both my parents and my brother (who i have mentioned on my previous entry, is a special child) to think of.
at this point in time, i really dont know what to do, whether to actually push through with this call center thing (translation: josme! ka-career-in ko ba to?!) or to take up nursing or care-giving instead. is everyone just as clueless with what to do with their lives? or is it just me?
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| 05.26.04 (2:02 pm) [edit] |
i broke down last sunday morning. gave myself a good crying. i wonder when i will finally find someone who will take care of me and put my best interest on first priority. i am not god, i cannot take care of everything for everyone in my life. i am not holding it against them that they depend on me, but i am hurt by the fact that the very person i expect to take care of me, was proving to be the biggest burden of all and this dates back for years now...
im editing this entry coz im waiting for a friend - peng. we're suppose to go home together. not that we live in the same place, just share a chat before getting our own rides. i answered a few quizzes that i got thru winterglaze's blog.
 Heart of Crystal
What is Your Heart REALLY Made of? brought to you by Quizilla
 Your half- angel. Not exactly human, but not quite angel, you walk on earth freely. Half-Angels have no wings, but tend to show some signs. Some ways to notice these are that the girl never menstrates, she cannot bleed, and her touch seems to give of a glow. No one really knows how half-angels are born. Some say that when a child is born, one of the angels blesses her with her gifts. Others say that they are cursed creatures, because half-angels cannot die, while their familly and friends around them do. Half-Angels are very beautiful and Kind, and have the power to speak to animals, but at the same time, sad that they are this way. Some Half-Angels love being human. Being able to see, smell, hear, taste,and feel are all miracles to them. They crave to be more human-all the time.
What Kind of ANGEL are you? (For Girls only) This Quiz has amazingly Beautiful Pictures! brought to you by Quizilla
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| 05.25.04 (2:19 pm) [edit] |
i had a long weekend. that was because the kms outbound test program has come to a close last friday and i was off from saturday-monday. so i had a normal sleep from friday night to monday night. man it was hard going back to night shift again! i have only spent several hours on the phone taking inbound sales call, and i dont think i still have the patience to endure another month in this God-forsaken program!!! one month is already optimistic if the kms red hats will be back by july to formally launch the program, otherwise their projection is as late as september. i dont think i could still stand this program for crying out loud.
i went to my dad to visit him and my bro last saturday. i really planned to drop by just to check on them. the night before i got a text message from my mom, urging me to go home coz when she said daddy has a terrible cough when she called a few days ago. good thing i was given a heads up so i was able to buy him a cough syrup. along with a bunch of goodies i got them, i also went directly to the wet market. yeah i cooked lunch for them. fried tilapya and sauteed bagiuo beans and prawns. i was also lucky to catch Smart - my other dog - at home. he's a wanderer! then daddy and bro went back to makati with me just to check out my new place and he also bought me a new dish drainer. *sweet*
i also went out with my elementary classmates last sunday evening. i got drunk hehe, good thing alfred brought me home. it was already broad day light when i got home. they were all making fun of me. it was great having to hang out with them again after more than a decade.
sHoUt-OuTs:
to all people who visited my blog for the past few days, thanks so much. ^_^
Phoenix -- to answer ur question im from convergys.
Deslite -- wala lang para lang kasing may special feelings ka sa kanya.
Logtar -- thanks for tagging back.
Aprldynh -- thanks for thinking my blog nice. urs is too.
Len, Hun -- same goes out to you guys.
Orbital -- yan po ang sagot sa tanong mo.
Hundun -- natawa ko sa pansit ah. hehe
un lang guyz! babush!
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| 05.19.04 (7:16 pm) [edit] |
wala lang talagang magawa.
what's your cowboy bebop theme song?
ay last 2 days of petiks. sa tuesday night toxic na naman ako. buset! kailangan ko na ienjoy to. oh well, maya hanap pa ko ng vet may sakit si pebbles. ilang araw na matamlay at ayaw kumain, tapos 2 days na sya nagvomit na may kasama worms. so we badly need to have him dewormed. kasi yoko naman bilan na lang sya ng combantrin maya mamatay pa eh. sobrang lambing pa naman nya. wawa naman little baby ko. :cry:
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| 05.18.04 (6:17 pm) [edit] |
am not in the mood to write about what happened yesterday, i would say that the numerology reading would at least give you an idea as to what happened to me yesterday, since this reading is a day late. well anyway, yesterday was not so good...
here's the reading...
[b][u]Daily Numerology[/u][/b] [i]It is a 9-Day, eRLyN, and for you this can call the quality of your relationships into question in a big way. Yours is a generous nature, and while this is an admirable quality, it can also be harmful if taken to excess. Don't let yourself be taken advantage of by believing everything you hear, Eleven. If someone is causing you to wonder, check things out for yourself. Trust your instincts, as this can often be a greater indicator than your ears and eyes.[/i]
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| 05.17.04 (7:24 pm) [edit] |
i have a terrible headache, if not for the friendly people that i am with at the moment, not to mention our really fabulous and terrific trainers, i wouldve skipped work today. but since we're only working on a 6hr shift, i decided it would be best to go to work. oh and not to mention that it's very tempting to stay in bed due to the storm.
i had a long day yesterday. after work, we went to makati med to have my annual pap smear. imagine we waited for 3 1/2 hours for a 10 minute check up. hate it!
an hour to go before log out. yipeee! it's bed weather.... if u guys know what i mean... *naughty smile* like i have someone to share the bed when i get home, i mean at the new house we're renting.
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| 05.12.04 (10:01 pm) [edit] |
just surfing before i go home. we were dismissed 20mins to noon, but i decided to stay just to visit friends' blogs and here i found a quiz somewhere. i'd have to say this is kinda true but then i dont know what perfume is that so im gonna have to research on that. read on...
 Your scent is... Pherose by Realm. A soft scent that is extremely powerful. You may look like just another outcast but you are creative and intelligent. Those who truely know you, love you and those who don't know you think you're just a freak or that person they've met before. You don't like to let many people in but the few you do are highly privileged. Please rate ^-^
What scent are you? brought to you by Quizilla
as for training, it was okay. quite fun. our trainer - Liz is really fun and pretty. yeah she's damn pretty. lots of girls are admitting that she kinda wants them to cross the other side. really people are just staring at her, she looks like a doll. anyway, i guess that would be all for today. i have a puppy to take care of. :wink:
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| 05.10.04 (8:55 pm) [edit] |
i'd be in day shift, at least for the next 2 weeks. it was for a new client still the same program. how i wish it's for an entirely new program [i](for reasons i would like to put down here but would rather not, just for my own security)[/i]. it is for outbound calls. they [i](management)[/i] were asking for volunteers initially. i was under the impression that it's a telemarketing stint, so i didn't sign up. but then i guess dewi [i](junior operations manager, also from eTelecare)[/i]remembered that i used to be an outbound agent at eTel for some time, she selected me to be part of the group to test it out. i did not take it as a good news at first coz, not only will i lose my night diff pay but it would really mean pressure coz we had to have high conversion, coz it's a test and we have to do good so as to maintain the client.
surprisingly and fortunately, it's only a market research, for short - [b]survey[/b]! although most people in the states would still be leery about that, well at least we're not pressured to meet a quota. that's all about what's happening in my life now... oh wait, i havent told you about [b]Pebbles[/b], that's our new dog. it was given to me by bob, my former teammate. his dog has a litter of 3 and according to him, they (the puppies) are turning out to be nuisance. his dog is a shih tzu (forgive me, im not sure how to spell it.), and the the pups were sired by a mongrel. funny though, coz when i got her, most people thought she's a labrador pup. huh? :lol: oh well, have to go for now, gotta go to the pet store to buy her a toy. :wink: ciao!
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| 05.08.04 (3:50 am) [edit] |
i really love this song. it was revived by sharon cuneta a couple of years ago, somehow i never got to get a copy of the lyrics. just saw this at hundun's blog. sing along if you know the song.
[u][b]Both Sides Now[/b][/u] (JONI MITCHELL)
[i]Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun They rain and they snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way that you feel As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way
But now it's just another show And you leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away
I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love Really don't know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way
Oh but now old friends they're acting strange And they shake their heads And they tell me that I've changed Well something's lost but something's gained In living every day
I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life I really don't know life at all[/i]
and here's a quiz i got online. kinda true....
 A GIRLY-GIRL. You dont have a lot of self-esteem and people are always bringing you down for being sad. What do they know, anyway? You feel like youre too mature for your age and are frustrated by the trend-followers who refuse to accept you because youre not like them. Your virtues: Intelligence, understanding nature, modesty. Your flaws: Lack of social life, inferiority complex, timidity..
What kind of girl are you? brought to you by Quizilla
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~bLuE aMgiNe~
a literature major wanna be in her not so distant past, whom fate has tossed into the prosaic world of commerce, now a call center junkie and still an ally mcbeal fanatic who is extremely fascinated with english bulldogs and loathes math more than anything. a hopeless romantic who dreams of seeing the end of a rainbow and walking at a beach on a star studded night with the one she loves holding her by the hand.

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~pHoTobLoG~
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