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First Week
Monday, July 31, 2006 ~ 11:20 AM

Yey! First week of training is over! :D I got this trainer who's a combination of Anne Hathaway, Donita Rose, and Belle of Beauty and the Beast and a namesake of The Love of my Life.

Yey! I can't wait to get paid. XD

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Just been to the Cancer Institute of the Philippine General Hospital to schedule my mom's cobalt session. She's been diagnosed with undifferentiated carcinoma (nasopharyngeal type). I dunno what these words mean actually but the doctor said it's better than cancer because Nanay has a bigger chances of getting well.

I've seen cancer patients fighting for survival inside that building which made me think there are a lot of things to be thankful about. As di Caprio said in his monumental movie, "I got air in my lungs..."

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I went ballistic yesterday and I apologize to the girl I'm hurting. Sorry...

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The Omen of all Omens
Friday, July 21, 2006 ~ 6:29 PM

Indeed. It was the omen of all omens. I have finally (FINALLY!) landed a job.

Sheer coincidence, perhaps, but what will dawn on your thoughts if the girl sitting in front of you inside the LRT was wearing a shirt with this print – “Your long wait is over”?

And who’s the lucky company??

The new classroom of 4jrn1 ’06 – Peoplesupport. Well, I didn't expect that I'll work for a call center 'til my mother underwent biopsy. But still, I know it'll be fun.

Yey! Glai, Kaiz, Leng, Corrs, and maybe Ghie, are all there. Classroom atmosphere. Hekhekhek.

Thanks and lotsa lotsa thanks to all. To Convergys, for failing me in my final interview, and to Monde (the biscuit-maker company), for creating Tini-Wini. I owe to you the sugar rush during the interview. (Can you just imagine an interviewee having one hell of a sugar rush?) It was insane, but definitely I benefited from it.

Thank God.

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To Jam: It won’t be another broken vow. We’ll work things out. I’ll still have time for us. =) Thanks beb. Love you.

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Quizzes!
Thursday, July 13, 2006 ~ 3:07 AM




Your Seduction Style: The Charismatic



You're beyond seductive, you're downright magnetic!

You life live and approach seduction on a grand scale.

You have an inner self confidence and energy that most people lack

It's these talents that make you seem extraordinary - and you truly are!






What Your Soul Really Looks Like



You are a wanderer. You constantly long for a new adventure, challenge, or eve a completely different life.



You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.



You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think.



Your near future is likely to be filled with great successes and accomplishments. You just need to figure out how to get there.



For you, falling in love has never been easy. You can only fall for someone who is very patient and persistent.

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Post-Interview
Tuesday, July 04, 2006 ~ 8:58 PM

Dreaded.

Here's what happened to me today, my first job interview.

Blunder #1: I left my interview slip slipped in sis-in-law's The Valkyries. The-woman-wearing-orange however, allowed me to enter the department. She told me to sit in the lounge. And yes, I was there for more than an hour.

There were five other persons with me in the lounge and we were all reading a day-old PhilStar. I was called by The-woman-wearing-blue. She told me to get ready, the interview will be in five minutes. The supposed-to-be-five-minutes became half-an-hour. But it was ok.

After half-an-hour, she called me and offered me a seat in front of her table. Yes, it was not my imagined one-on-one, closed-door conversation. It was more like an interrogation.

(Flashback: I was inside the elevator. I have a woman-wearing-blue beside me. I went to the washroom immediately after I got off the elevator. She, too, went to the washroom where she met an officemate. She talks of getting a rebond and taking a leave tomorrow afternoon. I compose myself.)

Reality, around two hours after: She is Ms. Roselynne, the interviewer I've been dreading to meet for more than a month.

Parang soulmate noh?

And the million-dollar questions are:
1. Are you sure your only 18? Are there no mistakes in your birth year? You're already a graduate?
2. Your father is ______? So how is he as a father? (THE MOST UNEXPECTED QUESTION. Nonetheless, I was able to answer it. Of course. It's about my relationship with my father.)
3. Your mother is _______? How is she as a mother? (It follows, logically.)
4. Why did you choose Journalism?

These are the questions, among others, of my ten-minute interrogation.

Blunder #2:
Ms. Roselynne: Do you have any published work aside from your OJT papers?
Me: Yes, it was a poem published in our Faculty's literary folio.
Ms. Roselynne: Did you bring it?
Me: No. (inside: "Stupid me. Why didn't the Dapitan fit in the folder anyway?")

Blunder #3:
There was no handshake when I felt there could've been.

I don't expect that they'll hire me na.

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