Photoblogging

Yesterday--before I spent most of my online hours revising my blog skin--I took some pictures from my mom's mobile phone. No, make that a lot of pictures... Here are a few.

And that's me, of course, home at last after my 12am - 6am shift. Next is my CareBear, purple of course, from my boyfriend (he bought it before he went back to China). I have a lot of photo of me with all types of smiles possible and I feel like posting one of my wacky guess-who poses. Here it goes, but you're not in a guessing game for this one.

Sorry, this is the best photo I was able to get from the net for the real Scary Movie face. I do resemble the face don't I? Haha.

And because I really love photos, they took this photo of me while I was sound asleep--amidst high noon. When I woke up, it's Yana making irritated sounds (signals that she wants to be carried instead of lying on her crib all day long) so there, a soon-to-be (tomorrow!) godmother and the goddaughter.

:: feeling not looking forward to my shift :: listening to your love :: browsing none ::

Skin template

OMG. This was a bit stressful. *sheesh*

:: feeling tired :: listening to where are you :: browsing webmonkey.com ::

Couch Potato

With nothing much to do nowadays except to wait for my work shift and lunches and dinners, I'm stuck with Yana who seems to be perfecting her crying talent lately. My kuya had cable service installed lately; weird, since we're one household who could live without a TV. Anyway, today I knew why. He bought a TV for their room. The hotel's replacing most of their TVs so he got a twenty three inch TV for only a thousand pesos.

I watched Tuck Everlasting on Star Movies this afternoon; I wanted to watch it when it was shown in theaters but didn't have the time. Just curious about the lead actress, Alexis Bledel, but without any idea about the plot of the story. Well, it's got a story after all. Bittersweet.

:: feeling bored :: listening to don't cry out loud :: browsing imdb.com ::

The End is Near

Currently feeling: Excited
Listening to: How Could an Angel Break My Heart
Browsing: emiratesgroupcareers.com

...of my college days, that is. I just finished my last final exam [on Economics, Taxation and Agrarian Reform] yesterday. And starting today, I won't have to go to school! I'm just waiting for graduation day to come: April 6th. And oh, I have to remember to file a leave from work on that day... I should have the time to fix the blog template but I'm so lazy to do so. Haha.

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I was chatting on YM a few nights back when I browsed through my friends list and saw this e-friend (that's what I call people who are my friends online, but haven't met them at all) who's coincidentally a friend of a high school friend of mine (so he's not a pure stranger at all!), online. He seems to be in a serious mode because his stat message goes something like, "It's alright, I'm okay. Maybe God has a plan." So I intended not to bother him with my senseless hello. But then I thought twice; most people who say they're okay are actually the people who are not okay. So I gave him a buzz then a line, "Are you really okay?" And I was right, he wasn't.

He's having, what else could it be, heart/love problems with his new girlfriend who--from what I have gathered--doesn't recognize his efforts to hang on to their relationship, blah blah blah. In short, this is a martyrdom case. *sheesh* I've been through this a couple of years back and I hate it that people still fall into that trap. Needless to say, I began blabbing about my opinion.

1. Gotta love yourself. This is elementary, but okay I'll explain a bit. Can't let yourself be all over a person alone, you have to respect yourself and know when to call it quits (especially if nawawasak na talaga yung mundo mo).

2. There's no such thing as a one way relationship. Can't be all about her, nor should the effort be coming from only one person.

3. Again, I don't believe that people can be contented in continually loving a person despite the fact that he/she doesn't love you back. Think about it, we all just want to be happy. And to be, we have to have our needs and wants satisfied. And Maslow's hierarchy of needs--ugh, I'm so academic right now--says that one of the most basic need would be to be loved. So, it would be impossible to actually be happy that way!

Your opinions may be far different from mine and I'd welcome comments on these. :P

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Okay so now I'm browsing through Cathay Pacific Career ops, specifically Flight Attendant positions, more specifically the HK based and not the London based. But it seems like I'm more qualified for the London stuff (except for the requirement about living in London, not sure about that). But still, London's so far, and I'd like to be in HK for boyfriend reasons of course, and at least it's still closer to the Philippines. I could go home whenever I want to. Whatever.

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I'm sure I'd be thinking about these over and over again. Anyway, I gotta go, I have a night out with a few highschool friends to Baywalk tonight, in celebration of Meloisa's 21st birthday! And tomorrow, I've got an Ice Skating bonding at SM MegaMall with the whole block! I wish it'd push through, it's gonna be fun, fun, FUN!

Novel: Bits and Pieces from Previous Days

Currently feeling: Bored
Listening to: My Immortal
Browsing: allsat.com

A few shifts ago I received this very unique call.

Me: Thank you for calling... [opening spiel]
Lady: Wait, I'm sorry to cut you off, but let me just inform you that this is a relay call... [her opening spiel]

So I thought maybe it's a phone poll or something like somebody wanting to interview a sales agent for thesis or research. Then she started asking if I have ever received a relay call. Answer's no. As it turns out, a relay call (or service) is one where in a third party calls in in behalf of another person with a hearing disability. The lady I'm talking to is the relay agent and she's typing up what I'm saying and waiting for the other person's reply (it's online chat, I suppose) and she'll run it down by me. Cool. Although I was not able to close the sale, I felt happy after the call since I was--in my opinion--very helpful to a disabled person since it took me about half an hour with the call (coz I have to speak slowly so that the relay agent could type everything up).

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During break, me and three batchmates went to KFC to grab a bite. We were happily eating when two of them, Hannah and Jal (both from UP Diliman), started chatting about Student Council elections, with their own opinions and rebuttals to each other coz they're from different frats and party. Then Philippe--Mr Law Student--joins the conversation since he's in a frat too. So there, they talked endlessly about politics and politics and politics, while I enjoyed my Fun Shots quietly. I never like talking about politics, especially with UP people. I believe you don't have to ask why.

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I was at school Saturday (straight from my shift) for the final exams in our Education 206 course. I was able to review and memorize some parts of the coverage of the exam since the shift preceding that was a boring one (got around just ten calls in 7hours!). But it doesn't help that I'm sleep deprived. Anyway--I'm drifting away from what I want to blog about!--while at the third floor lobby of our college building, there were so many chairs around since it's interview day for incoming students of the College of Education. Of course, lots of soon-to-be members of the Educ family. I was telling my classmate that these newbies are luckier than we were since now they have chairs while they're waiting for their turn. (During my time, we were on a very long queue, no chairs, nothing!) Then, out of the blue, music started playing over the PA system! I'm like, "lucky them, boredom minimized."

After one song, Sam Milby's Only You goes on air. Instinctively I rolled my eyes with matching shaking of the head in disgust. Whoever was behind the PA controls was reprimandable (by me!) for he looped the song; it played over the PA system for four times! Argh! Finally, after the fourth, it played another song--which was not any better: some shampoo commercial song that goes, "...straight na natural..." Argh! I could just figure what the incoming students are thinking: "Ang jologs naman nitong college na to!"

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We've been on mandatory schedule change and plotting of schedules was on a first come first serve basis, new schedule to be effective March 05. I was able to plot for the schedule I wanted (when some of my batchmates did, the slots they wanted were all filled up). And now, the effect date of the new sched, comes the confirmation of the plotted schedules. And it's a mess. For some, it's really frustrating. Take Lois for example, she plotted hers way before I did and in the email it said she did not. World War 5! All hell breaks loose!

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Since March 5 was the effect date of the new sched (and mine starts 12am, instead of the 1am before) I sort of fell short in catching up with my sleep. I got up by 7:30 (I planned to do so by 6!) and my phone displays the prompt: 5 missed calls. And it's a (no number) number (haha!) so it's no other than the one from China. That's the time I realized that it's a Saturday night, and it's boyfriend time! I got to my feet at once and snatched the laptop but my mom said she'd be bringing it somewhere and I'd have to use the desktop pc. Sure enough he's already online and had already sent me a message. Too bad we were not able to chat for more than an hour since I'd have to prepare myself for work. *sniff sniff*

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Speaking of him, I actually dreamt of him before I woke up and scampered towards the pc. And, he had just sent me a good pic of him with his parents. Just felt like saying. *blush* I just miss him so much that all through my travel time to work all I thought about was when am I gonna see him again. Should I apply for a Middle Eastern airline? But that would mean I'd be farther from China! More impossible to see him. *sigh*

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Speaking of airlines, I got the shock of my life when I read through a newspaper article that Cebu Pacific is celebrating their tenth year anniversary, and for that they're giving seats for domestic flights for PhP10.00++ only. Ten pesos! It's limited seats and just for one way fare, but hey, what the?! Check out the site for detail about the limited time offer promotion.

Blogging Before Sleeping Before Shift

Currently feeling: Hyperactive
Listening to: my kuya singing Order Taker
Browsing: www.puertogalera.net

I'm done with thesis defense today, which surprisingly was of no pressure since the panelists that we have are really kind professors. We got like three questions from them and then they started chatting about what's-going-ons in Puerto Galera--our thesis topic--as compared to Boracay. *smiles sheepishly* At least I'm another step towards end of classes. As reward I bought myself a couple of tops and a pair of flipflops from SM and indulged in Ika Fry from Karate Kid.

Look at this, I took this shot of Yana a couple of days back while I was carrying her. She looked so cute coz she usually sleeps with one of her arms extended upwards and I guess she was really sleepy that she forgot to extend her arm all the way up. Now she looked like The Thinker. Yana, problematic? :)

Yesterday I did my [film] critique paper for which I chose The Terminal--from which I got the blog title of this blog: Life is waiting. For the people who have watched the said film, did you know that it was based on a true story? If I'm not mistaken, it was an Iranian refugee who landed in Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris and for some reason (I forgot what) he was not allowed to go back to his country nor set a foot on Paris. This was in late 1980's; as of September 2004, he's still at CDG airport. He was actually granted the permission to either go back or enter Paris but chose to remain there. Weird. Anyway, I learned so much about the film from doing that paper and researching on the net. Interested? Visit the site I browsed through last night. Make sure to browse through the one of the most interesting links.

On another topic, I was right that McDonald's UST would open today, the first day of the month. A weirdly over weight Ronald McDonald was roaming the campus while giving away those still-available ang pao coupons. But they opened on an Ash Wednesday so I did not order a double cheesburger. :) Aww, this is making me hungry again. Maybe I'd go have an early dinner of tinapang bangus tonight.

Inconsiderate Considerations

Currently feeling: Irritated
Listening to: Away from the Sun - 3doors down

I just woke up from what was supposedly my day's dose of zzz's because my mobile phone kept buzzing nonstop. I thought they'd be mostly forwarded messages, but lo and behold! They're not! 14 messages and not one is a quote or something. All are reminders of last-minute mandatory requirements formulated by those inconsiderate professors. I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! I went home today and started singing to my dad, "...and now, the end is near..." (which is actually the only part of that song that I know), for I thought that all I'd have to deal with would be:

Wednesday - thesis defense
Thursday - wedding presentation (for Marriage/Theo subject)
Friday - two final exams (Education and Taxation)

Well since it appears that these professors are cramming to have us pass whatever could be graded, last-minute requirements flooded in. The I-told-the-president-so-just-spread-the-word type just sucks.

Wednesday - thesis defense
Thursday - wedding presentation, Education long quiz
Friday - submission of: scrapbook for Marketing (wherein the pattern for some parts are yet to be sent through email tonight); Humanities finals essay; Humanities movie critique paper; Taxation homework (the handouts and instruction to be give tomorrow); Self Learning Kit for Education; and still, the final exams for Education and Taxation!

Gosh, so much for being proactive and considerate! Good thing I remembered to answer the exit survey. Today's the last to do so, so...

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There's World War 4 erupting between DR Part Time Batch 2 (that's us) against the company's Finance and Force Desk Department. Will blog about this next time. Tip: Salary, mainly.

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I had a sunny disposition last night (or early morning) during my shift that I actually told David that "nothing can interfere with my sunny disposition." Well it was true, until I slept and woke up to numerous requirements. And now while doing my research on Color Psychology and Tinikling for that freakin' Humanities essay and at the same time chatting with Sam on MSN somebody goes buzzing and chats with me. Haven't heard from him from a few months now and out of the blue he asks what grad gift I'd like. That's sweet! Oh, and no, he's not an ex.