FATHOMABLE

It’s been a day since I last saw her yet seems a year to me, her catlike eyes, smile, but she’s pretty though, the way she “meows” to me, then I would rub her head like petting a real live feline. she is a Batman enthusiast. she claims to be the “wife” of Batman but says she’s no catwoman nor batgirl. just a plain lover of this superhero. I am in a state of shock. i’m still absorbing the so-called effects of her resigning to our company.

She is my closeness/bestfriend. we’ve been seatmates for a month or so now. I used to have small talks with her, about her and poop, (huhu..poor poop! you also left him and of course, me!) about nothing at all, about my ashkam, about coffee, about weird things, movies, neopet, et cetera, whenever I would tire editing transcripts. I will surely miss those small talks of ours.

Facts about her:

- she adores/is crazy about coffee. yep, she’s a coffee addict. she knows what a good coffee is and I think “almost” anything about coffee. every morning I would stop by at mini-stop to buy her a coffee, which she would gladly accept. I am just fond of buying her coffee everyday, I don’t know why, maybe because she never fails to thank me, that’s why.

- she doesn’t eat seafoods! yep, you heard me right guys. but I don’t want to say the strange or weird reason of hers. haha, it’s our little secret.

..sudden end

- Sponge Bob -

Am I the one to blame for your miseries?

Time had taken you away from my arms.

And now I must let you go.

Nobody’s to blame but me.

I vitiated my own self

Pushing myself to the limits

Striving for own welfare

Benumbed as time pass by

People inveigh my thoughts

Love seeps through cold air

Happiness were blacken out

Tears cometh forth

Another emotional breakdown

Misery of you and I

Remorse will do no better

Time knows how — Damn!

After a gruelling training program of about two months, we (The Alpha Batch of Scopists) are now a full-fledged.. PROBEE’S (Hehe… Got you there! I know, I know, SPELL CHECK, Alt+Shift+S = Probee)

Soon, little by little, we will become formidable Scopists equipt with an excellent mastery of Morson’s, Note Reading and Software applications, taking on dirty transcripts of unimaginable quantity. we will be like the bounty hunters of the Scoping Industry (hehe…) who delivers to our customers excellent and high quality transcripts that they crave for and will again search for more nasty, dirty, and difficult transcripts to showcase our fine mastery on this craft.

It’s not too long now. I just have to work hard and learn from my mistakes (during Q.A.) and make sure I don’t commit them again. It’s killing me to see those feedbacks, especially if you have a gazillion errors.

But in time, I know, I can feel the power of it, I will become a good Scopist. (Yeah Hello! New York Convention!) That’s my target for now. So why am I still wasting my time writing this? I almost forgot, I have a whole transcript to finish.

Have you ever watched reality TV program/show that showcases elimination day portions at the end of every week?

Then you see the contestants sweating their asses, teary-eyed, mix emotions etc.

Their faces look odd. Mona Lisa would look a bit nicer. Ha-ha.

Heart beats thunder. Like the one’s that killed Mufasa. Ha-ha (Hooves)

Then the mushy portion of it… They cry (Sarcastically) to their so called comrade that serves as the sacrificial lamb (Poor thing).

Though I know some of them really mean the tears they shed. (Yeah, right!)

They (The lucky ones) get to live for the next day. And hopefully, will triumph (Running away with a million dollar/peso prize money).

Being a trainee (Scopist) is no different from that reality TV program/show contestants. We too (I’m assuming that all of us) endures the same pathetic emotions of uncertainty (The only difference is, we won’t gain popularity or movies or runaway with a million. (Just a few thousand PHP…huhu)

We are now at the peak of realizing it’s not a joke or a game (that we are being trained. Ha-ha) because every performance counts (Shit!) and will have a bearing at the end of it. I attest to that. Nerves crack when the final day comes (Evaluation time). I admit it’s never a good feeling, waiting for your judgment/evaluation. I know, I must know.

Your faith will be tested. It’s never an easy thing to do – to maintain your faith when everything didn’t seem to fall at the right place (in your own point of view). It may seem odd for you, but for me, it’s an even matter. (Just trying to have some humor here. Hehe…) I needed this work badly. That’s why I worry a lot. (Damn it! Bcoz of this, I’ve gain more than just a headache, but a pimple as well)

The deliberation/evaluation is yet to come. I myself, like the reality TV program/show contestants have all the reasons to worry especially, if this means the beginning or the end of a wonderful chapter in your life.

It’s not easy to see your dreams/hardships just go by – just like that!

I felt stupid for laughing at those reality TV show/program contestants (The losers) when they say (after being eliminated), “Ginawa ko naman po yung best ko…” Coz now, I feel like saying exactly the same words spoken by those people. Ha-ha.

Oh, well, that is life. I’m just gonna wait and expect for the best, if not, the worst scenario that will unfold.

I lost track of my Creator.

Stepping on my own shadow.

Seems oblivious with your thoughts.

You stare like a hore — I’m not free. Don’t even bother to.

Senseless I am? Everybody thought so.

Sins take pride over my deeds.

I felt benumbed over time.

You hated me for being alive.

Life is unfair you say. You could never be wrong.

Envy me not. For I am just like you. Probably much worst.

I love doing good.

This world is a big bait. I am his greatest catch.

My weaknesses sips in.

I love to know you. Hear your soul cry out. Mine will cry too.

Complicated I maybe.

I’m a great pretender don’t you know.

Shallow thoughts run through.

Simple things enjoyed. Fulfilled — never.

I treasure you. Believe not. It’s up to you.

I’m not strong. I always fell short.

Life’s a blessing. Waste it not.

Don’t stare at me. I know my sin.

I’m staring at you.

Confess, no?

Blah.Blah.Blah…

 Me at my graduation ceremony held at the Philippine International Convention Center last April 22, 2005. Whoa! What can i say… I’m a bit sad but at the same time very fulfilled and happy because at last I got my diploma! Glory be to God. I will surely miss college as well as my classmates who along the way became my friends, my professors and all the people i’ve met in Lycevm. I won’t forget this chapter in my life. drama!

Me and my sister… excited kame kase mga quarter to 6 a.m. nasa manila na kame. lol. but the actual graduation ceremony started late, as usual filipino time. ang call time is 7 a.m. then nagsimula sya around 8:30 a.m. na! wakokok!  

I miss my old self.

Time changed me.

Dunno what I have become.

I miss my old friends.

Time changed them.

Dunno what they have become.

I miss my old classmates.

Time changed them.

Dunno what they have become.

I miss the people I came across with.

I don’t see them anymore.

Time had taken them away.

Dunno what they have become.

"I MISS OUR FRIENDSHIP. IT’S NOT THE SAME ANYMORE. TIME CHANGED IT. DUNNO HOW TO DEFINE IT ANYMORE…"

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
-1 Corinthians 13:4-7

Me and my Baby Ashkam… Taken during her FS Diplomat’s Ball.

I need work.

Graduate?

Nope!

Why?

I’m not sure if I passed my subjects. grrr.. It’s killing me. But I’m praying I will pass or else my sleeve will be wasted, and my family will be upset. ha-ha. They’ll hang me.

But if they dont?

I’ll just hang myself. ha-ha. But I still have a big faith.

What work will you have?

My brain is rusty. I need oil. So I don’t know. I’m spending lots of time with this.

What?

Friendster, instead of jobstreet.com.

Not in the mood?

Maybe. But I need to have a diploma first.

Not a smart way?

hmm.. can u think of anything better?

But I have a BIG GOD up there.. Work, work, work, can’t wait to have one.

Should you first enjoy this summer?

Well, I’ve been hearing it four times already from people who have done that before and are now missing having a vacation. Maybe i’ll just take that advice and not pressure myself. Besides, i know my capabilities in landing a job and I think i’ll do just fine. ha-ha.