skittles and piatos
i just want to remember this day. today is when nikki, zappie and i went to seven eleven to ‘de-stress’. nothing too special about this day besides the fact that i enjoyed their company this much to make me write here in my blog just so when i read this post years from now, i’ll be remembering this day when after a really stressing and energy-sucking day, we all went out and ate chips and skittles over tons of laughter and stories.
how i hope this is not the last time. i won’t let this be the last time.
a mystery solved!
wahahaha! first things first. i think i have finally uncovered the mystery of my life. is he a gay? as in for real? this ain’t plain assumptions anymore. sayang. i do like him but no thanks. haha! now i know why he didn’t fall for me. he’s not playing on my side. haha!
anyhow, it makes me wonder why gays never fail to sprout in my life esp in the most peculiar place, in my love life. i mean, why do i always fall for non-guys?
for the record, i have an ex of three times who is now a full-pledge, all-out gay. it is ok with me and i wasn’t really surprised. heck, i guess nobody was surprised when he finally accepted to himself what he really is. oh, in fairness to him, he acted like a straight guy during those times that we were together. i wasn’t hurt either. i wasn’t infatuated with him anymore when he made his confession to the world so it was all right. actually, there was even a joke that he finally decided he’s gay after his last heartbreak with me. naks!
it wasn’t the last time that i fell for a gay [or bi. whatever]. i have a long list of guys i admired who i learned are actually non-guys after sometime. heartbreak, haha!
kaya kay ado na lang talaga ako. di naman siguro bading yun. =)
don’t misconstrue this post. i have nothing against gay people [lesbians are another story altogether]. in fact, i love them. my best friend in college is a bi. and i am proud of him. i have friends who are all-out gays and i love them. i just don’t like the fact that i experienced heartache because i fell for a non-guy.
when what brought tiredness also brought happiness, happiness wins
i am happy and glad. not blissful, just happy.
today, nikki and i went to makati to send our resumes to several companies we think are ok. [wahaha! as if we're the ones who were to judge if a company is ok or not. snotty girls.] anyway, back to the story. yes, we delivered our curriculum vitaes to uhm, one, two.. four companies. [hai. in retrospect, it was actually depressing that we only sent out four resumes out of almost twenty we planned to send out today. ]
flashback: (the day before till morning after)
i just had tooooo much to do last thursday. i had a report in OrCom 109.2 [this is scientific writing to you, people). i was not really confident about our report because my part was just made up by my idiosyncratic self. o no. i didn't made up the whole report, i am not that great yet to make my own theory. especially about research designs. villar asked us for a representation of survey designs the same way that one represents experimental design [eg. pretest-posttest experimental design as R O X O] and quasi-experimental design [eg. pretest-posttest quasi-experimental design as O X O or N O X O]. i wasn’t able to get one even when i already had put my nose all over the whole collection of social science survey books in the university library in diliman and the UPM CAS lib. i only got the types of research design after too much dust from books had made their way into my lungs. anyway, types and their meanings weren’t enough. it was just half of my report and i still need the other half, the representations! so what the diva in me did? i made up my own representations. haha! i must say they were actually intelligent make ups. haha! i understood the consequences of things. it was just that i should have stuck with the basic R, O and X. [i used P for population, S for sample and T for test or measurement.] the report went so uneventful as if i was just sleeping.
[oh, i must tell you though that i felt stupid during the start of the report. villar was asking questions that in reality i wasn't totally clueless about but i was so slow during that moment due to nervousness and stuff.]
that day, i also decided to go after a position in ORCOMSOC so i had to rush myself into doing letter of intent, and General Plans of Action for ORCOMSOC next year. i also had to polish my resume for it to fit for the school organization’s demand. i had to have a 2×2 pic. aside from all those mentioned, i was also totally clueless of what position i would run for. i printed four copies of letters of intent. i had one for VP for Externals, for Executive Secretary, for VP for Finance and for Batch Rep. i actually wanted the VP for Finance position but Yela was already running for that position and since nobody had passed a resume yet for the senior Batch Rep, i finally opted for that position. [i wasn't afraid of fighting Yela for the position but i have to be realistic. i am not friends with much of our batch mates and i am not charismatic enough to ploy people into my lair. another thing, i don't want to have enemies in the class.] i am now hoping of bagging the position for myself.
yesterday, i had to make villar sign all my recommendation letters to be sent out the following day. i printed thirty letters. but alas, to my utter disappointment, villar saw one mistake in all of those and i had to reprint all of them. thirty pages of useless smuck. sayang.
to top all of these stress-inducing things, i had no clothes to wear yet for the next day. so what i did was i cut my streetdance rehearsal short then i went to rob to buy meself some stuff. after much roaming around [it was fun! tiring though. but it was fun!], i finally got meself two tops, one blouse and one wrap-around and one pair of red shoes. the best part was when i was already in the counter and i noticed that i got meself great stuff and all of it slashed of half its prices. really enchanting, eh?
fast forward
when i woke up the following morning, i realized i was already running out of time because i just had too much to do before my seven in the morning class. aside from the morning rituals, i still had to iron the top and arrange my things. my forever procrastination till the last minute left me again with no choice but to cram. haha! fortunately i was able to prove yet again what a brilliant and excellent crammer i am! i was able to come in class in time with beautifully pressed clothes and bag full of all the stuff i had to bring with me. after class, four of us went to makati [zeta building salcedo to be exact]. i was with lou, chez and nikki. three of them with camile were already for interview in fleishman-hillard. as for me, i didn’t pass my resume there. i don’t want PR for my internship.
*****
after their interview, nikki and i went by ourselves to ayala to start our quest. [i have to give it to nikki when it comes to projecton. she just knows how to play the field.] and our famous kwentuhan started in no time. that is nikki and i, your everyday chismosa. wahaha! nope, we’re just happy to share ideas with each other.
the first stop is rcbc plaza. i kind of like the building which actually is connected to the yuchengco museum. anyway, the guards there were polite and kind. i will want to come back there anytime. we passed resumes in ICT Marketing [which actually thought we were applying for call center. whatthe!] we also applied for Intercontinental Hotel which asked us to write a no less than 200-word essay about our long-term and short-term goals. immediately, nikki and i decided we didn’t like the organization for our internship. the work would be purely HR and as for the moment, other better opportunities are still lurking around, waiting for us to discover them. anywho, there were la sallistas there, having their ojt’s.
next was the smart communications then the BPI. we weren’t able to give our resumes to BPI though because they were already asking for TCG and 2×2 pictures which we didn’t have at the moment. besides, they have schedules for application for internship. too demanding for us, we decided not to bother ourselves with passing CV’s to BPI. we still have other choices anyway.
but oh-la-la! i love ogilvy. even if i am not really into PR, i would want to try ogilvy and mather if they would have me. they are siuated inside philamlife tower which is just the best among all the buildings we went into for the day.
nix and i decided to eat first after passing our resumes to ogilvy. we decided to eat in shakey’s. it was too late when we realized that the shakey’s we went into isn’t your ordinary shakey’s. for one, they were named “shakey’s bistro”. the place is too nice compared to other shakey’s i went into and the food are relatively more expensive. they don’t have combo meals. i ate “shrimps with side and rice” [?] meal. it was ok. anyway, the best part of the day was the rally. the shakey’s we went into is located at insular building ayala ave cor. paseo de roxas. and yes, right in front of the stage for the rally. we enjoyed watching the people on the street and heading towards the event’s place. the rally wasn’t starting yet though the stage was already set up and people were starting to arrive.
after our sumptuous lunch, i was really hungry and a little rice is good enough for me to say it was sumptuous, nikki and i decided to go home. we had to pass the event’s place before we can ride a vehicle so passed the stage and going against the flow of the people we did. and guess what else we did? hahaha! it was so embarrassing and out-of-character but we had picture taking on the street. nikki and i started taking pictures of the event and ourselves, of course. wahaha! i’ll post it here next time. it was my first rally.
anywho, i finally got home at past four in the afternoon with aching feet and tired muscles and bones.
P.S.
the best part of all was when nikki and i discovered another common thing between us. it is a secret. wahaha! now, i have someone to confide my feelings about *****. haha! and no, this isn’t about my love life. [everbody knows about ado so it definitely isn't about my love life. ]