I'm having a sinking feeling today. I was actually on my bed trying to sleep but it's like I had this super moodswing that I feel so sad. Or low.
Though I had everything I wanted from Jollibee--for my sister had a lot delivered to our doorstep (hey, they deliver everything now, like the TVC says) as her birthday lunch, so of course I had spaghetti, mushroom and cheese burger, sundae and fries--it didn't lift my spirits. Not a bit. Bee happy? Not.
We're a modernly traditional family so we had to wait 'til everybody was home before we had the birthday dinner. In our family, if it's your birthday, you decide on everything on that day: activities, food, celebrations, etc. Since it's a working day, Mika decided to have a dinner instead, with all the Japanese food that she always craves for. Defying the chosen cuisine, there were birthday must-haves of course: cake and noodles. The chocolate mousse said, Happy birthday Mommy! Love, Yana in bright red, and number candles proudly announcing that she's nineteen now. Lovely. It's her first birthday with Yana.
As I'm gobbling up tons of wasabi-dipped sashimi I can't help but think that this is the week that I might be waiting for--more like dreading--the most. The medical results should be out by this week, and according to the receptionist at the medical/diagnostic center, the physician did not mark me Fit to Work due to my dermatological condition, and they have forwarded the results to the company. So I'm like 70% sure that I won't make it. Just how Heidi Klum always says on my favorite reality show, "it's either you're in, or you're out."
Though I'm most probably on the "out" list, I can't get myself to start all over again and apply for different companies again, whether through Jobstreet or on newspaper classifieds. I'm probably waiting for the company's I-regret-to-inform-you email notifying me to drop by their office to pick-up my passport. Something like a closure. Ayii, parang sa relationships haha.
Dad says I've got to find more dermatologists, that at least two or three of them should be able to give me the same verdict. (Recap: I've seen three already, all with different versions as to what my derma condition is.) Maybe I'll discuss the latest one on my next post.
To my greatest e-friend: Yea I am glad you are online. Really.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
Stormy cuteness
It's raining and flooding like crazy (hey, I'm in Navotas!) so what do I do? Nothing. Be a loser and get glued on TV and surfing the net. So I try and found photos of some people-- uh, cute ones in particular. Haha. Guess whom I'm gonna marry soon? Kidding! Do you know them all? I'll post more sometime.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
My block
Recently, my online time is spent on reading--and replying to--numerous emails on my secondary email account. Thank God for Yahoo Groups (especially my block's), I'm still in touch with most of my college classmates. Now we don't use it just to make forwarding emails easier, or distributing soft copies of handouts or research materials.
In a span of seven days, there were over 25 emails sent by and among us. There's Jaymee on having had resigned from her job after six days after the training period; Pola on the dead-end travel agency job; Shelynn on feeling claustrophobic in her office cubicle; Melody on applying for a cruise job; Eisel on being in California doing a medical job; Jean (and me) on depressing state of being jobless; and of course, me and Lyka on everything else we could think about.
We talk about fulfilling our dreams, seeing each other again, missing school, Tourism being an institute at our university, the new uniform, and personal stuff. I guess this is what you get from a female-dominated block. Lots of chismisan. And yeah, no more suspension of classes.
Gosh I miss them so much.
In a span of seven days, there were over 25 emails sent by and among us. There's Jaymee on having had resigned from her job after six days after the training period; Pola on the dead-end travel agency job; Shelynn on feeling claustrophobic in her office cubicle; Melody on applying for a cruise job; Eisel on being in California doing a medical job; Jean (and me) on depressing state of being jobless; and of course, me and Lyka on everything else we could think about.
We talk about fulfilling our dreams, seeing each other again, missing school, Tourism being an institute at our university, the new uniform, and personal stuff. I guess this is what you get from a female-dominated block. Lots of chismisan. And yeah, no more suspension of classes.
Gosh I miss them so much.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Yawn
I was so depressed I didn't reply to an interview invite for a work at a resort in Bora.
And I ate another shawarma today. Aios.
That's about it. Nothing much to say. My Girl na.
And I ate another shawarma today. Aios.
That's about it. Nothing much to say. My Girl na.
Monday, July 10, 2006
Night out
Last Saturday I was supposed to go to our every-three-months reunion with my PeopleSupport batchmates. Thing is, I'm so stumped and not to mention it always looked like a storm will be coming by so I didn't show up. I din't even go to boyfriend time (and now I received an email from him asking when I'd show up online). Around nine in the evening, Jal starts texting me that they're in Gilligan's [Makati] and that I should drop by. I don't, of course. Stuck on tv and Yana, so...
Then the phone rings and Mika picks it up. As it appears, my cousins decided to ask us out on gimik and that they're on their way to Navotas (from QC). Yea like we have a choice. My kuya still isn't home so prepped up first. I really thought it was kuya who got us into this. Then he arrives home and I tell him, "Oi gigimik daw tayo? San tayo punta? Wala naman akong pera a?" Kuya sighs and replies, "Yun na nga eh." Apparently my cousins wanted to go with us, kaya lang, share sila and kuya sa bayad. Nge!
Anyway I wanted to look glam--earlier that day I sat in front of the mirror and pulled out my makeup box, and transformed my face into an angel (uh, the Drew Barrymore-like face on Ever After)--but decided against it coz my cousins are probably in flipflops or, at worst, shorts.
I feel so bad that we're going out on "gimik" when I've told Jal that I can't make it to Gilligan's.
After so much, they're in Navotas already so we take off. The scenario: they don't have any idea as to where they want to "hang out" nor do they tell us what they'd like to do. I mean, there are endless ideas to go on gimik: coffee, ktv, bar, disco, live band, billiards, etc. So my very clueless kuya drives along Nakpil street (in Malate) to let them decide. They don't, so we get off at Tia Maria's. Unfortunately, the place doesn't look so nice, and we had to occupy a table upstairs so that totally ruins it. We walk along Nakpil and entered Arkdia nalang.
It's pretty much a good choice. Good crowd and good band (it's a Saturday night kase). It was eleven in the evening so it was the band's second set already. We started warming up to the band which I didn't remember the name. The lead vocalist looks like the lost band member of Supernova. (Oh, too much Rock Star: Supernova in me!) Third was a different band, which made Arkdia like a comedy bar, so it was our cue to go home. Well, not after my cousin started locking herself in a comfort room cubicle to throw up... And throw up. She had martini and we didn't know that she can't handle that. Oh well. At least I had an iced tea. (I'm allergic to alcohol.)
Then the phone rings and Mika picks it up. As it appears, my cousins decided to ask us out on gimik and that they're on their way to Navotas (from QC). Yea like we have a choice. My kuya still isn't home so prepped up first. I really thought it was kuya who got us into this. Then he arrives home and I tell him, "Oi gigimik daw tayo? San tayo punta? Wala naman akong pera a?" Kuya sighs and replies, "Yun na nga eh." Apparently my cousins wanted to go with us, kaya lang, share sila and kuya sa bayad. Nge!
Anyway I wanted to look glam--earlier that day I sat in front of the mirror and pulled out my makeup box, and transformed my face into an angel (uh, the Drew Barrymore-like face on Ever After)--but decided against it coz my cousins are probably in flipflops or, at worst, shorts.
I feel so bad that we're going out on "gimik" when I've told Jal that I can't make it to Gilligan's.
After so much, they're in Navotas already so we take off. The scenario: they don't have any idea as to where they want to "hang out" nor do they tell us what they'd like to do. I mean, there are endless ideas to go on gimik: coffee, ktv, bar, disco, live band, billiards, etc. So my very clueless kuya drives along Nakpil street (in Malate) to let them decide. They don't, so we get off at Tia Maria's. Unfortunately, the place doesn't look so nice, and we had to occupy a table upstairs so that totally ruins it. We walk along Nakpil and entered Arkdia nalang.
It's pretty much a good choice. Good crowd and good band (it's a Saturday night kase). It was eleven in the evening so it was the band's second set already. We started warming up to the band which I didn't remember the name. The lead vocalist looks like the lost band member of Supernova. (Oh, too much Rock Star: Supernova in me!) Third was a different band, which made Arkdia like a comedy bar, so it was our cue to go home. Well, not after my cousin started locking herself in a comfort room cubicle to throw up... And throw up. She had martini and we didn't know that she can't handle that. Oh well. At least I had an iced tea. (I'm allergic to alcohol.)
Friday, July 07, 2006
Darn
I'm depressed. Or And bitter. I think I cried buckets today, good thing I've mastered how to cry without anyone hearing me, thanks to my childhood. I don't even make a sound. I'm outraged, and disappointed... and helpless. I've even asked my friends to blindly pray for a miracle for me.
Lyka goes, "Bakit, tungkol ba san yang miracle mo? Pero kung personal sige okay lang na di mo sabihin." I don't anything's not personal to me.
Basta, nakakainis talaga.
At least my week-long craving for shawarma is finally over.
Lyka goes, "Bakit, tungkol ba san yang miracle mo? Pero kung personal sige okay lang na di mo sabihin." I don't anything's not personal to me.
Basta, nakakainis talaga.
At least my week-long craving for shawarma is finally over.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
What's in a name
Was flipping through all 70something channels yesterday (I called myself a loser coz I didn't do anything except face the tv or the pc) when I saw Jennifer Love Hewitt [on a movie] wearing a name-necklace. No it can't possibly be. Still flipping through, I decided to go back to that channel and wait for her to appear again. Holy crap! It is what I thought it was. Katya. Though it's a letter different to my name, the way the other characters pronounce the name is the same way that my highschool friends call me. Out of curiosity I watched the movie.
Not nice for a representation of my name though. She's social climber, well the title of the movie was Confessions of a Sociopathic Social Climber anyway. And a fake. Not to focus on that though. Anyway, her Katya is allegedly French (it doesn't look any French, if you ask me--I had French lessons, by the way). Well, mine's Russian.
So much fuss about that, I just love watching movies that I didn't even know existed. Like My Date with Drew, which isn't really a movie. It's more of a home video slash documentary put together of a person who so wanted to have a date with Drew Barrymore. Cool.
Not nice for a representation of my name though. She's social climber, well the title of the movie was Confessions of a Sociopathic Social Climber anyway. And a fake. Not to focus on that though. Anyway, her Katya is allegedly French (it doesn't look any French, if you ask me--I had French lessons, by the way). Well, mine's Russian.
So much fuss about that, I just love watching movies that I didn't even know existed. Like My Date with Drew, which isn't really a movie. It's more of a home video slash documentary put together of a person who so wanted to have a date with Drew Barrymore. Cool.
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