Books: portals leading to my frustrations
School: the morning, the afternoon and the evening
Politics: it's fucked!
Laws: useless!...but it will make the world a better place
Filipinos: wasted!...but there are others who make an exception
Philippines: garbage!...but there are little heavens in it
Weaknesses: they don't make me less of a human but rather less of a person
Fats: makes my life more complicated
Mistakes: inevitable but it adds quality to life
Pain: doesn't come in handy, only time could heal
Suffering: has always been my option
Boyfriend: what, who, when, where, why, how?
Men: are beautiful; sometimes I wish I'm one of them
Women: men's greatest weakness; I'm proud to be one
Marriage: not there yet, groom still at large
Sex: the main event...has to be something worth the wait
Friends: makes me psychologically balanced
Family: the past, the present and definitely the future
Religion: two! and unpracticed!
Future: I don't know what it holds but I know who holds it
Art: try me!
Music: I don't exist for music but I won't persist without it
Wrestling: the air that I breathe and the blood that runs through my veins
Faith: I still have one
Love: may not make the world go round but it makes the ride worth while
Hell: where you can find half of my body
Heaven: I'm buying my way there
Salvation: not sure if I'm qualified
Death: romantic for those who have lived life to the fullest
Life: tragic for those who have nothing to live for
God: I exist, therefore, so as he
Accidents:
Spendthrift: money: no matter how hard you keep it, you're still going to lose it
Optimistic: I believe that everything happens for a reason
Perfectionist: perfect things are only done by somebody who wants it done perfectly
Forgiving: because I also want to be forgiven
Indecisive: sometimes I'm unable to make up my mind that's why I often ask for signs
Fence-sitter: as much as possible I don't take a stand on an issue, until I am forced to choose
Cheerful: I don't take life too seriously get used to it
Daydreamer: it is free to dream
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
...One Last Time...
I am 17 going on 18, I know that I'm naive...dependent, broke, raw, lost, confused, weak, single (T_T)...but
I'm hired/employed/occupied! Yeah! If you can't believe it, me neither. For the past 5 days, things seem to happen so fast and so as my decision makings. Yes, within 5 days, after submitting a copy of my very short and informal resume and passing 2 hands-on tests last Thursday and getting lucky with the final interview yesterday, here I am shocked and unprepared. Probably I'll call this portion of my life as
"the last time when I did something for the first time". Evidently, for 17 years and 5 months of possessing the characteristics of life,
this was the 1st time that I applied for a job and also the 1st time that I was hired... [like in high school and college]...I also signed a contract, which I didn't read by the way...because
I trust CONVERGYS. I believe that they won't put me into trouble; it's me who will do that.
I will no longer beat around the bush so here it is: it has turned into a cliche; I saw Pao last night/this morning... [half-naked]...haha...at
Mayrics. I really think that every time Pao performs he's selling his self and all I can do is think of how much I could get him. This is one of the best nights ever. We,
"TRINITY", had the chance to witness one of Pao's extraordinary talents;
sound effects [fast car, crying baby, knocking the door, motor cycle, name it].
JTC changed places for one song,
Biboy [our new friend] on bass,
Migs on drums,
Congie on the lead guitar, and
Pao on the other guitar and on vocals. This is it! The night is my night!!! It's for me! Pao sang
"One Last Time". The song really intrigues me...is it coincidence or it is destined to happen for me. Because after being hired with the schedule of 10 pm to 6 am everyday, does that mean that it's going to be the last time that I'll be seeing him? Add to it that the star of the night or the spot light was on Pao...probably implying that since it's the last time that I'll be seeing him let him do everything that would make me happy; something that's good to keep in my memory...
I hope not! Love Is.....
...still I'm happy. Good Luck to me, to my job.
I Thank God!!!
3:05 PM
Identity
Poise
Precious Illusions
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