26.7.05

Frustration

Right now, I should be trying to finish typing my mom's thesis for which she has given me a thursday deadline. But the thing is, if I was the sort of person who always did the things that she's supposed to, then my life wouldn't be as "interesting"[meaning: I wouldn't be wasting my time at a call center where I am being trained by an incompetent dimwit who cannot even use the word "chronologically" properly, thinks that the plural of postman is postmans, pronounces the word croquet as "cricket", and so on... and oh.. don't even get me started on the other almost-but-not-quite-trainer(because of his attendance record daw)... Aaaargh...] as it is right now.

What I'm actually doing is listening to the cds that my friend lent me. I had one of these cds before but I let this guy that I used to work with borrow it and the bitch, somehow, neglected to return it (eto lang ha... when you borrow something... sana lang you'd make an effort to return it. Kahet hindi ka kulitin nung taong nagpariham sayo na isauli kase kaya nga pina-HIRAM eh... hindi BIGAY!!!!).

Anyway, since I don't have the cd covers and since my brother is still on the phone so I can't use the internet, I have to listen to the songs and transcribe the lyrics manually.

Darn, why do songwriters have the power to express the things that are goin' on in your head in a much more powerful way? Why did God not make me into a writer?

"I'm just a mirror of a mirror of myself
all the things that I do
the next time I fall
I'm gonna have to recall
It isn't loveIt's only
something new"

"you can stand there and agonize
till your agony's your heaviest load
you'll never fly as the crow flies
get used to a country mile
when you're learning to face the path at your pace
every choice is worth your while"

"Well the world seems spent
And the presidentHas no good idea
Of who the masses are
Well I’m one of themAnd I’m among friends
We’re trying to see beyond
The fences in our own backyards
I’ve seen the kingdoms blow
Like ashes in the winds of change
But the power of truthIs the fuel for the flame
So the darker the ages get
There’s a stronger beacon yet"

"And I wish her insight
to battle love's blindness
strength from the milk of human kindness
a safe place for all the pieces that scattered
learn to pretend
there's more than love
that matters"

-- from the albums "Rites of Passage" and "Retrospective"

"Sana marunong ako mag-sulat
habang gumagamit ng mga malalalim na salita
'Di sana may outlet ako at hindi ako parang tanga...
Paulit-ulit na pinapatugtog ang isang kanta...
winawaldas ang oras sa pagdra-drama..."

Pwede na ba? hehe.

posted by jeanne @ 12:03 0 comments

16.7.05

Masarap Mag-Filipino

Gaya ng sinabi ko sa last blog ko nag-apply ako sa isang call-center nung Thursday. Sa sobrang tagal ng hinintay ko ay wala akong magawa kundi panoorin ang mga ibang applicants na nandoon din.

Question:

Bakit kailangan mag-english ng mga call-center applicants kahit nasa waiting area palang naman sila?

Ang alam ko kase wala namang kinalaman ang mga pinag-uusapan at paraan ng pakikipag-usap niyo sa waiting area kung matatangap kayo o hindi. Wala namang H.R. na nanonood dun at lahat naman ng tao dun ay nakakaintindi ng Filipino kaya hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit kailangan mag-english.

Sila kaya ay nagpra-practice para sa interview?

Ok lang sana. Ala namang masama sa page-english. Universal language nga siya diba? (o math ba yung universal language? ewan ko.) Halata lang kase yung iba na gusto lang magpakitang-gilas eh. Buti sana kung talagang magaling... ang masakit (lalo na sa tenga) ay karamihan nang mga taong nag-iisip na kailangan nilang magpa-impress ay yung mga hindi naman talaga kagalingan.

Alam ko ang iniisip nyo ngayon: "Ang yabang naman nito. Kala mo kung sinong magaling!!!" Excuse me. Hindi ko po iniisip na magaling ako. Ang point ko lang naman kase ay kung alam mo nang hirap ka at hindi naman talaga kailangan eh 'wag mo nang pilitin. Nakakaawa lang kase pakinggan. Lalo na yung mga "trying hard" na makipag-sabayan sa mga amboy at amgirl (sorry po. hindi ko alam ang politically correct term para dito) na nag-aaply. Eh wala naman ibang masabi kundi "yah". Nagmumukha tuloy walang alam.

Parang yung mga tao na naririning ko date na ayaw mag-order sa Starbucks dahil natatakot sila dahil hindi nila alam ang pronounciation ng "frappuccino". Hello!!! Lahat kaya ng barista na nkita ko dito sa pinas ay marunong mag-filipino. Tsaka kaya nga may malaking menu dun eh. Di 'pag hindi mo mabasa eh di ituro mo nalang.

posted by jeanne @ 14:26 0 comments

Job Hunting (Wala akong Maisip na title na mas appropriate)

I applied for a job at a certain call-center last Thursday. Wow. Ang TAGAL. Sobra. Now this isn't the first time that I've applied for a job. So I'm sort of used to waiting to be interviewed but man... this really tested my patience. I got there at around 11a.m. and I was not interviewed until around 430pm. That was a 5 hour wait just for an Initial interview.

What the heck was taking so long? I always thought that for the most part all they do is check a person's communication skills anyway (during "initial interviews" at least). If it were up to me I'd just ask everyone to count from 1-20 and if I hear a person say "tree", "pive", or "tweynty" without correcting themselves, I'll send them home.

posted by jeanne @ 13:57 0 comments

11.7.05

Dahil Wala Akong Pang-Load

I was fooling around with my dad's phone a couple of minutes ago (shhh!!!!). I do this when I need to sneak in a text message or two. Of course, I had to get rid of the evidence so I went into the "outbox" to delete the message that I sent and I found this message:

"U guys at least make this exercise in futility that we call life more dn bearable. hehe, drama ko no? Sori : ) Anyway, thx for listening or should I say reading? gudnyt :)"

Ang drama mo talaga!!!! Who da hell wrote this message? Parang malapit na mag-bigti. Harhar. Hmmm... Only 3 people use my dad's phone to text. That would be my dad, josh, and me.

My dad never writes text messages this long, so he's out.
Josh is a the king of drama and "senti" stuff in this household but I've never heard my brother use the word "futility" in his entire life so that leaves... oh shit.... this was me???

I can't believe I used to talk or write like this. What the heck was goin' on with me when I wrote this?

Lemmethink... Because I used "u guys" would mean that I sent this to more than one person (group text ba?) and that I sent this to my friends. Now based on the fact that I sent this to my friends and also based on what I know of myself and what things usually made me feel this way a long time ago, I can safely assume that this message was composed during the aftermath of another train-wreck in my subconscious lab life (pweh!!!). In layman's terms: Nanaginip na naman ako na may pag-asa ko sa gagang kinalolokahan ko.

Haaay.... the stuff that goes on in you head whenever you get dumped (technically, I have never been dumped before. You have to belong to someone before they can throw you away. Right?) All I can do now is laugh at the things that I did then.

What's the point of this story? Wala. I just find it funny that this message is still in my dad's outbox since it has to have been at least 2 years since I wrote this message. Another funny thing is that I don't know the number of the person to whom this message was sent to so I'm wondering if somebody has "quoted" (hehe. how's redundant was that?) me.

posted by jeanne @ 22:51 0 comments

5.7.05

"Love Song For No One" my Ass!!!!

Why is it that whenever I tell people that I'm think I'm better off by myself their normal reaction would be to roll their eyes at me as if to say "Yeah, right."? Why don't they believe me?

When I think about it I've always been by myself anyway. I mean I do have a bunch of friends that I absolutely adore but whenever this statement comes up it is usually used in the context of having a "partner", you know, that "one person that makes you whole" type of thing. I've only been in love twice in this lifetime and in both instances neither of the two became my actual official significant other. I don't even have a best friend for crying out loud.

So why do most people think I'm full of shit whenever I say that I won't mind being single forever? When did having a girlfriend become a requirement for a life worth living? Don't get me wrong. I don't mind falling in love. It just so happens that things didn't exactly work out the past 2 times that I was in that sort of situation. But that is perfectly fine with me. I know for a fact that they are both happy now and I, surprisingly, am happy too.

Knowing that I have great people in my life has been and will always be more than enough for me. I may end up wanting a girlfriend in the (very, very) distant future but I WILL NEVER NEED ONE.

posted by jeanne @ 14:45 0 comments

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