Saturday, March 28, 2009


i have been typing semiconsciously and can't seem to write something worth reading. man, i bore myself when i start reading my thoughts. i had written something about prayer, and deleted half of it. or maybe the whole thing. then, i started on an open letter to someone, then deleted most of it. then i started writing about how i started writing about these two but i can't move on after the second sentence.
so what am i doing now?
three days ago(or four), someone from a call center near here called me up. i was driving myself slowly to death waiting for a call from them. after 3 weeks, i did get the call and was asked to come in for an interview. i was applying for an ace coach position. it's the entry level of the english department.
so i did go to the scheduled interview. i waited for 2 hours there! the tests were generally easy. i just had trouble in the voice recording part. my voice sounds shitty when recorded. then i had to wait for an hour more for the first interview. it was also shitty since i hate interviews. i hate being judged. haha. and i got really nervous, i kept mumbling about nonsense. but the girl liked me and asked me to come in at 9am the next day for a presentation and another interview.
ok lang kayo??!
but i went there again, despite the fact that mornings are really overrated. i got there, announced to the recruitment desk that i was there already and was told to wait. and after waiting for two and half hours, i told them i had to go. then the girl i spoke with the night before told me that i shouldve told the guards that i was there already. what? ako pa may kasalanan? i know it's not really good to reschedule an interview, but they're not paying for my time naman yet di ba?
so driving home, i decided i didn't want to do this after all. you see, while waiting for the interview, i had a mild anxiety attack. couldn't bear the noise and the ghetto-ness(haha) of the place. haha. and i had a few other options which i think will be better for me. i mean i'm not all that cut out for the position i know, and there are better people than me for that job.
so i spoke with mum, asked for her advice, and she told me not to apply anymore. i might get sick daw again. and she doesn't like the idea of me traveling to work. haha. imma big baby.
after that, i called in the kids, and made chicken ala king crepes. had a suddenly mini party at home when the titas and the friends came over. haha. i love my crepes. yum.
crepe recipe:
1 cup flour
1 1/3 cup non fat milk
1/4 cup sugar
1/2 tsp salt
2 eggs
2 tbsp melted butter
throw them all in a bowl, mix till smooth and refridgerate for an hour. use a really hot flat pan, pour about 1/4 cup of the batter, twirl the pan around( make sure you take it from the waist for exercise) till it's spread out and really thin. flip when batter bubbles.
filling can vary depending on the time of the day and availability of food in the fridge and cupboard. do not make crepes when you hate getting your fingers burned.
cooking crepes makes me happy.
what about the title of this entry? you can call or text to ask me. haha.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

kung di lang din ikaw, ayoko na.

true to my word until now.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

it's been a while and i'm still struggling. i don't want to be the one who questions and then blames God for this mess i've let myself in. i just wish it wouldn't hurt this much anymore. my patience is running out and i really need mending. i'm so broken.

so much for forgetting (and brisk walking,too)

I am trying to complete 10,000 steps a day but I run out of roads eh. Haha. I walked to school and back home today. Had my kikay umbrella kasi i can't stay under the sun because of the skin product I'm using. Laugh trip, ang arte ko. Nah, it’s just the free sample they give out sa derma. Sayang if I don’t use it eh. Anyway, yeah, right now, I’ll do most anything that can help me keep my mind off people and things that make me sad.

On the way home, since I wasn’t concentrating anymore on how hot the sun was, I remembered what happened last night. Wala nga talaga akong short term memory, kaya nakalimutan ko na agad hehe.

Yesterday, two boys ran over Dwayne, a.k.a. Blanchito, the dog of tita jo. They were on a motorbike. Dwayne is okay, he just was scared to hell. But the boys made semplang pala. There was a commotion before we went out eh, my cousin Jam calling Dwayne to get inside and then a motorcycle speeding, and Jam screaming more. I thought pa nga, only one was on the bike and he ran over the guy shaking like he was gonna die. Siguro hinabol si Dwayne to scare him, but ayun, they flipped.

So one boy was trying to get the other one up and I had to scream for him to just let him lie down kasi baka lalo pa ma-injure yun kid. Kasi he was shaking so violently. May doctor naman pala sa neighbor, and he was shaking lang because of shock kasi he eventually he stood up. Ewan ko lang how sakit his body is today. And that kid was the one driving pala.

Minor pa yun, he looked ,say, 15 or 16 years old. Ayan, that’s what you get when you let your kids drive before they’re 18. Wala pang sense of responsibility, concept ng road etiquette, and presence of mind. Dapat kasi, instead of letting them out ng ganung time, they should be home and forced to read para tumalino sila.

Oh well.