Monday, 4 February 2013

This is It

standing on my bedside facing my suitcase and my clothes scattered on the bed, till to this hour I don't know if  I am doing the right thing. I have moved to some places before but none of those were permanent, it was more of a vacation than moving to another place. This time with a new job it's a new story, it feels like it's moving to another city for good.

From the cold city of pines where we get our water become ice sometimes during December to February to (it don't happen much to a tropical country like the Philippines  a very hot place where all oil would melt anytime in the day. Ice Cream would melt just after you put it on your plate. Staring at my clothes I don't know which one to bring, all I have are just coats, and just anything that is expected from a person born and raised in the city of pines. I manage to choose some appropriate clothes though.

The worst dilemma I have now though was that, it's a new thing for me, the job of being a call center agent was never on my list of things that I might do if I'm not doing business. I heard a lot of bad things about it but at this point it's the only job that really pays to what I heard. I use to be a receptionist but at least those people who come and go to the hotel were nice, most of them are educated so most of them will always sure to keep their cool.

Anyway I am here now, tomorrow I will be signing a contract that might make or break me. I will be going to a place where no one knows who I am and I don't know anyone as well. me and the place are both strangers to each other.

And still my bag's aren't pack even if I have to go to the bus station in about an hour...

All I need is a prayer.. Well lets hope I have something more interesting to write once I am there since it's a new place for me something I have never been before...

Friday, 1 February 2013

Back to the City Of Pines

Manila is a place that offers heaven and hell. Hell if you are new to the place and meet the wrong people which happened to me. I arrive in manila I little bit early, my cousin was still at work and can't pick me up. I was really tired and spending money at a motel near the bus station was really a bad Idea. I asked my cousin if it's okay if I just go straight to her place. She was against it at first but eventually give in. I took a taxi and my cousin told me that it will just take me 5-7 minutes from the bus station, unfortunately it took me an hour I was texting my cousin constantly  telling her whats happening and she told me that just keep quit or he might bring you somewhere. I just keep asking if we are near, suddenly I remember a trick I have seen on TV before, I dialed my cousins number and let the driver hear me tell her the plate number of the taxi, the description of the driver. The driver asked me what was that when I put down the phone and I told him that I just called my cousin in the military told him everything. The last thing I know is that I arrive to my destination paying nothing and with the driver saying sorry a lot of times.

Well I'm so glad I'm back to the place I know well. A place I'm not afraid to kick the drivers ass when he over charge me. There is something I'm proud off about baguio city, with my 10 years living in this place I have not yet been over charged yet.

anyway I'm back just arrived and I need some rest.. hehe will write more when I woke up...

Monday, 21 January 2013

A new Lesson I learned

This might raise some eyebrow but it’s really the truth. I know I’m obese but it did not bother me much because most of the westerners I am with at work are even bigger than I am and they are not considered obese. I did not watch my food I just take anything and everything in my plate and it did not even bother me even if the clothes that I have don’t fit anymore. My point of view before was, as long as there is something that still fits me I’m not yet really fat. I WAS SO WRONG!

Just this morning I don’t know but I woke up and I feel like vomiting, I did not eat anything yet so sure there is nothing to bring out but I still keep on vomiting like hell.  First thing that came into my mind was that food poisoning but I highly doubt it. I had some veggies the night before because thank god to my vegan cousin he came to visit.

Anyway I was really so worried so I need to wake up my younger sister to ask what was happening. When I told her what’s going on she immediately know that I’m having a hyper tension. So thank god she’s always ready she gave me some meds and to top it all the most disgusting thing, he asked me to chew fresh garlic and swallow it, the smell alone already kill me how much more with the taste but really I did not care much about the taste and the smell, if I want an instant relief I need to do what she asked me to do. In less than 2 hours I was feeling better.

Now I realize that I really need to fix my diet and my lifestyle. If I want to live longer I need to really do something. This is not about wanting to be sexy anymore, this is all about living a good and healthy life.

Wish me luck J

Saturday, 19 January 2013

A Mistress Not

I don’t know if anyone (I highly doubt it) has this experience. My dad came by to visit today from the countryside. I was so happy of course till he told me about the news that has been going on for quite a while back home.

It’s been sometimes now that the story of me being a mistress has been circulating. Wow really now I’m a household name back home for the very wrong reason.

I don’t know where the idea did came from but to be honest it’s not a shocking thing, back when I was still living there I know that every girl who stays or even seen dating a man for a very long time, and they are not married are being branded as mistresses.

My Bf (if he still is) is not married so why do this people call me such name, ugh! It’s really annoying.

On the other note I already gave up! With all those days that I think he was busy and don’t have access to the internet I later on learned that he just changed everything. From email address to facebook account and what not.

Well it’s about time to let go. 

Thursday, 17 January 2013

Card Game With my Babe

Memory down the line:)
while looking for online card games to kill the time. I suddenly remember the time we spent together playing card games. He's really good with it. Sometimes I accuse him of cheating just to get away with the punishment :). He knows the trick but he lets me get away with it. I guess that's how much he cares.

I'm thinking of buying a card tomorrow so I can practice. Who knows when he comes back we can play again may maybe I'll win.

sigh! I miss him real bad

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Bad news are Noises I Dread to Hear

I don't know but looks like I open my year with too much salt and lemon. Ian left without a trace to start it all  then I lost a client, then I got sick and since I had my red flag last December it did not stop. I wen't to the doctor to ask why I'm still bleeding just after she gave me medication with a promise that it will soon stop after two days.

Then she advice me to have an ultrasound which I did. I don't know but the doctor doing the ultrasound (my first time so I did not know that they need to put that dick like thing inside your opening) keep asking me if I had an operation before which I never did. He asked me if I got preggy I said no which is the truth.

I don't know but he keep asking me if I gave birth and I did not (I wish I did). So after the ultrasound I took the result and went to my doctor. Then he explained to me things I can't even comprehend bottom like is that she is advising me to get a raspa or sometimes called as dilation and curettage. This will cost an arm and a leg darn it.

I don't know what to do not, I'm already so stressed like hell and I don't like to be stressed more cause I might give in already to insanity.

Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Getting the job and Failing them

I wish there is a way to punish people who advertise false information on the newspaper, but then again it's the fault of the people who's buying it.

Well I really had a rough day today, I wish I'm not going to have a rough night! I was still so sick but still have to wake up when I can't, to attend a job interview. I was thinking I should really make a sacrifice if I want to get this job, it's the best job offer so far.

I was running late so I took a cab which is really a luxury to me. spending 20 times the amount of what I should normally spend if I took the Jeep  but since I want to impress my future boss by being on time I close my eyes and took a cab.

I was early as expected so I waited for a bit. I was really nervous. Then my time came, so to make it all short I passed the interview and I was hired. (nope don't congratulate me yet) So of course they were too quick to lay down their cards, so they told me that I am the luckiest candidate of 60 and sure I am happy. BUT they offer php20,000/month in the newspaper and now they are telling me that they are going to give me 7,000/month which means just a transportation fee for a few months, and they don't know how long the training would be and not even sure if I am going to have a full time job after the training.

That is flat out ridiculous to its maximum limit. Well I don't wan't to be rude so I went on the 4 hour training until I can't bare it anymore and excuse myself. I am required to report tomorrow afternoon I just said yes but NO! The training don't bother me at all it's the pay that concerns me.

The training consist of me working 9 hours a day, second shift with nothing to expect but a wish to be hired and a transportation fee. I have mouth to feed and no I don't think I would like to work for free. I'm not going to spend so much time, effort and money in exchange for the promise of maybe.

No wonder no matter how high their offer is they are still advertising every week because who the hell would accept that kind of offer specially if their location is not accessible my public transportation.

well lesson learned:( the hard way.