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Thursday, April 08, 2004

from Chicago, with love (8 April 2004) 

Miam, one of my dearest friends, called me at 3:14am today (Maundy Thursday) all the way from Chi-town, Illinois. We exchanged stories for 18 minutes. Goodness, ain't that the tightest? It sure is, as far as I'm concerned.
Miam, you're the nicest and the sweetest!!!! I miss you, gurl. Have fun and take it easy. ;p

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Holy Wednesday 

Waking up at 4:30pm and sleeping through the entire Wednesday, or any other day at that, would surely reward you with an indolent feeling. Man, whatever happened to my aim of sleeping at 8pm and waking up at 5am everyday? GONE.
Anyhow, I tried hearing mass today (Holy Wednesday) but apparently came in late. I don’t know but when it comes to school or whatever event, I don’t really feel apologetic for being late. However, when it comes to mass, I always get that guilty feeling for being tardy. I suppose it’s because I made God wait and that’s not good. =/ After the mass, I stayed for the novena and did the Stations of the Cross. You know what, the latter brought to mind a lot of scenes from The Passion of the Christ. Enlightening!
So earlier, my dad told me that he and my mom are planning to go to Baguio next Wednesday for some gathering. Upon hearing that, I actually thought Wednesday? Cool, maybe I could come. But then a minute later, I realized, fart, I have work! Sometimes I just forget that I’m no longer on vacation and that I already have a 9-5. Augh. I’m sure nobody imagined me to work 6 days after graduation. I mean of all people, me? Hah. I just feel bad at times coz most of the people I hang with are still enjoying their break - partying on weeknights, going to BORA, Europe and the States, hooking up, etc. etc. – while I sleep early, struggle hard every single weekday morning to get up at 7 and work 8 hours a day. Waah. Sometimes I wonder, Heck, I should be enjoying my break and having the time of my life. I soo wanna go to Bora just like any other regular teen, you know.

There are actually times when I realize how young I am for a job like this and at those moments, I just feel like quitting. Hay, that’s life.

Holy Week

I’ll be at Royal Pines again with my family this Holy Week. I've always enjoyed goin there because the place is just so peaceful and relaxing. What's more, I know a lot of people (Ladz, Roni, Muff, JR, etc.) who’ll be there this week, as well. Coolness, maybe Tin could pass by, too, after Fuego.
As I’ve already said, I really wanna go to Bora but I guess I should set aside that thought for now.

Saturday, April 03, 2004

it's a hard knock life 

Yesterday has got to be the longest-ass day of my life.

After the alarm clock woke me up at 2:20am, I quickly bathed, fixed-up and headed to Ortigas Center. I made sure I was at the office by 4 because I was told that we would be picked up at that time. Sure enough I was there at 4 and so was the Ford person but due to inevitable circumstances, we were only able to leave for Shell SLEX at 4:40. Since the client was Ford, they had us four - Kata, Nica, Jada, the dj and I – picked up by a Ford Ranger (I was actually hoping for an explorer haha I’m playin!). When we got there at 5:30, we headed to Jollibee for a quick breakfast and only began working at 6:30am. Aside from making sure the dj was able to give a live broadcast every 30 minutes (from 6:30-10:30am and 5-7pm) on what’s happening at Shell, I was also bumming around, most of the time. You know what we’d do when we’re idle? We’d go to Select or any other air-conditioned place just to save ourselves from the unbearable heat of the noonday sun. One time, I even went with Nica, a freelance account executive-slash-Globe model (she even showed me her new Globe Girlfriends Ad that occupied half the page of the daily, which the guy near us was reading), to Delifrance just to sit-down, relax and have a share of the invigorating air-con. It was soo hot outside, I swear. At around 4pm, I began feeling sleepy so I positioned myself at the back of an L300 van that does not have air-conditioning and dozed off. Can you just imagine how hard it was being inside a van against the scorching heat of the sun?! Heck, it was awful that even if I was ubersleepy, I was only able to do so for 30 minutes. When I woke up pa, the PA happened to be passing by and joked: “Good morning!” He must have thought: The new girl on the block is sleeping while everyone else is working. Hah. I was told naman that I could rest before the next set of live broadcasts. Dang, we got back to Ortigas at 9:30pm already because the event only finished at 8. When I got home, I still had to eat and fix my stuff so I was only able to hit the sack at around 11pm. Surprise, surprise! When I woke up today, it was already 2:10pm. Hah. I suppose I was REALLY tired.
Okay, gotta go work on this project with Jollibee now. Ta-tah!

I want you so bad


I love bangles!
Call me superficial but maybe Charriol should serve as my inspiration to work hard every single day. That way, I'd really be driven.
Hayy.

I'm young, hard-working and underpaid.


I think I need a real boyfriend. ♪ I need a boyfriend, I need a boyfriend...♪ I'm playin! On second thought, it wouldn't hurt to have one. Haha.

May elections


She'll win my vote this coming May.
Dont you just love how this picture goes well with the music? Haha.
I'm really voting for her, though.

Happy birthday, Mela!

I’ll see you later, birthday gurl!

Thursday, April 01, 2004

officially employed 

Today, I finally jump out of the unemployed sector of society.

For some reason, I had an extremely hard time getting out of bed today. Before sleeping at around 1230am lastnight, I set my alarm to annoy the heck-out-of-me today but somehow I just wouldn’t wake up. Oh brother. I wasn't able to meet my 2pm meeting because it was already 2:05 by the time I reached the office. Oh my. I was hecka scared because that was a job interview! Why would the boss hire me if during the interview pa lang I already showed up late. Uh-oh. But guess what… the boss wasn’t there yet! Haha. Tough luck! So anyway, when he got there he asked me questions about myself, college and radio AND even viewed my LiveJournal (jahe!). Afterward, he briefed me about the company, their events and all and voila, I started working right after. Okay, so maybe I didn’t really work work but I did help out my other boss, Kata, write the concept for this project with one of their new clients. Yep, Kata is the project manager and I’m the assistant project manager. Well, for 6 months, that is (it’s just a 6-month probational stint). Although we share the same cubicle, we have two different desks and computers that are logged on to the internet 24/7! Coolness. Technically, it could be said that we also work for the radio station (which I always listen to) because that's where our office is and we take care of their events. As a matter of fact, I start working with a bang by attending this Ford event tomorrow at SLEX, which runs from 6am to 9pm (imagine, 15 hours?!). Yes, you read it right and guess what time I have to be in the office… 4am, baby. It’s a two-day thing but I was told that I could skip Saturday since I’m still observing and also because of previous engagements.
Wait, wait. If I have to be there by 4, I have to leave the house by around 3:20am. Now if I have to leave by 3:20, I have to get up by 2am. What?!?!?! What time do I sleep then? Waah.

Somehow, having a 9-5 makes me feel like a student all over again. Sometimes I wonder if I made the right choice because I still haven't enjoyed my vacation. Oh well.
At any rate, I should consider myself blessed. :)
Well, I better go hit the sack now. See ya!

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From Seoul, with love 

Chingy’s song starts to play. It keeps on playing that it already becomes deafening. Fart. I try to open my eyes but they wouldn’t. I try hard again. Finally. I look at the wall clock and check the time: 10:20. 10 more until my alarm goes on. Man, who could be calling me this early? I reach for my phone and check the caller ID but it doesn’t say who. The word CALL flashes interminably.

“Hello?”
“Cands!”

Goodness. I know this voice.

“Yeah?”
“Cands!”

It can’t be.

“Where are you?”
“Korea.”

Miam calls all the way from Korea, her stop-over.

“How many more hours from there to Chicago?”
“Eleven more.”

And we talk for almost ten minutes.

I love receiving overseas calls.
(Aww, I miss Heids’ calls from San Jose.)



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