Screwed

June 15 marked a totally screwed-up day!

I felt awkward when I took my breakfast at Starbuck's alone. Azuri Scone and the Guava Juice tasted awesome, but the people around me makes all the uncomfy feeling. Students from UA&P chit-chatting in a coño manner, ugh!

I really felt bad when my colleague scolded me and lectured me on how the way things done! He told me to ask questions if I needed to, which I didn't do at first, because I'm still not doing the recent assignment he gave me because the when I tried to do it the usual way I'm doing it didn't work, i stopped first to read other emails. He got to ask first if I have questions, and when I said yes, he started lecturing me that I would never get it done without asking question, blah blah blah... and I don't wanna talk about it anymore. But I really felt bad for a long time.

And the ground floor of our building caught fire! So we had to climb down the stairs from the 31st floor down. My knees hurt as we reached the exit! Imagine going down 31 floors (technically 29 floors only since 14th and 13th floors does not exist) in 5 minutes! And we all feel nervous because we don't know what floor is on fire yet. And the sound of the alarm system strikes it right through your nerves. Good thing the fire's not that big!

There's always a first time for everything, don't they?

Come "Undone"

Today is my last day at work! Well, supposedly coz that's what my contract says. I'm so ready to say goodbye when my manager told me that they can extend my contract up to a month. I reluctantly said yes, for reasons that I'd be stuck at home again, and I'd be jobless and I could reaaly use the money. But there are more reasons that I should've said no: One, I'm not happy anymore - more of not feeling the satisfaction of working, or doing the job. Two, I'm not actually doing a job, it's more like a waste of time for me. Three, I don't like the feeling of being contractual. I can do all this work wholeheartedly if I'm a regular employee by now, coz then I know my career path is going somewhere rather than just extending the contract.

I knew later the day I got evaluated by my team, I know I got fair evaluation, but if by next week I still didn't get an interview for a regular position I'll have enough of this crap, I'll be quitting by end of the month. I could really use the time off. I can finally finish my DVD's, I can enroll in driving, I can finally process my legal documents, coz I haven't got a copy of my diploma yet, I need to get a driver's license, an NBI renewal, a new birth certificate, and if possible I wanna get a passport. After that I can finally pursue the right career path for me.

Am I right or what?

24 y/o

24 x 365.25 = 8766. Today I'm exactly 8766 days old. Well, I don't mind being that old. What matters to me is that I can't say that I'm totally happy on my birthday. Thankful, yes, but happiness is a totally different thing. I'm not satisfied the way things had turned out at some points in my life, that I made mistakes and wrong decisions, but I always find a reason to celebrate, or at least smile at the end of the day.

I realized that I still haven't cried since 2007 came, though I have lots of reasons to, and I really need it. I guess some triggering would help me a lot. Crying cleans your eyes, and lightens your feelings, too.

Guess what, happy birthday to me!