MMMiii!

I mentioned a couple of days ago that this year was the worst birthday I’ve ever had, but that was just the day itself. The days I spent celebrating it was one of the best, and the highlight of my 3-day birthday celebration was the time I spent at the Wensha Spa in Manila. We only had the Wensha Full Body Massage or whatever you call it but at that time, I thought that everything was so worth it.

We started our Wensha experience by getting naked. Yup–Naked. Inside the jacuzzi/hot water pool, you have to be naked. You can’t wear anything except the bracelet thingie for the locker (which was cool, by the way. It was magnet operated). At first me and my officemates were shy around each other but we didn’t want to miss this experience so we just went along with the flow. After about 10 minutes in the pool, we were walking around naked already.

After the soak, you have a choice of either a sauna or a steam bath. We tried both, but I really couldn’t stand the steam bath. I felt like I couldn’t breathe and I could hardly see a thing as well. I was feeling claustrophobic so I didn’t last long inside that one. In the sauna, it smelled awful so … I wasn’t sure if it was really supposed to smell like burnt wood. Either way, I didn’t stay there long enough either. After an hour and a half in the jacuzzi and sauna and the steam bath, we went back to the lockers to wear our robes and proceeded to the women’s full body massage area.

At first, I thought that we were going to be wearing our robes for the massage, but no. We had to get naked as well. After more than an hour of walking around naked, you kind of lose any shyness or shame so it didn’t really matter anymore. Besides, the room was darkened so they couldn’t really see anything. And they did cover the parts not being worked on with towels. Wensha’s Full Body Massage meant what it says. It’s a full body massage from the top of your head to the tip of your toes, from your back to your front. Imagine the culture shock I got for today. I can only laugh about it right now, but looking back now, I feel a little embarrassed. Oh well.

Next stop was the dining area. I almost lost my ring in the locker and I only noticed it when I went to the dining area already. It was no designer jewelry, but I love my puzzle ring. Good thing I was still able to get it from my robe pocket. Anyway, in the dining area, there’s free eat-all-you-can hotpot buffet (but it’s not really free, since it’s included in the fee you pay for) and I kind of just ended up eating mostly the noodles. I like hotpots. The first time I ever experienced eating hotpot food was that party my Japanese students held for thanking me.

All in all, it was a really nice experience. But a day after that, my body ached. lol. Had to crack a lot of joints. I don’t really know if that’s how it should be, but I enjoyed it anyway. I even want to go back and try the other things they offer like the glass thingie with hot air.

What I just don’t like from Wensha was they didn’t give us a receipt. Sure it was an oversight on our part, but when we asked for a receipt about a day after, they didn’t want to give us one. Their reason? Their receipts have to be in chronological order so they can’t give us one. And since this was a company thing, we needed the receipt.

Any ideas on what we could do? Our team leader said we could get BIR (Bureau of Internal Revenue) or maybe DTI (Department of Trade and Industry). Anyone who’s got an idea for legal action regarding this?

P.S. Wordpress broke and is being stupid. I don’t have time to fix this. -_-

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I walked with Ma’am de Villa to the Jeepney loading areas on the way home yesterday and we were talking about my plans after I graduate. I told her that I do plan to work at a call center because the pay is better and I wouldn’t have to take home my work and that I can’t look for a job in the middle of the school year.

Then she started talking about how my English is good, I know how to handle the students (lol) and so on, and that I should consider teaching in UPIS or something like that. And if I did consider it, it would be really easy for me, my path would be paved, my papers would be there already…

I don’t want to be tied down to a job where you have to take home your work. I want a job that as much as possible keeps work during office hours.

They say teaching is a calling. Apparently it is not mine.

I don’t want to be tied down to this country. I don’t want to be called a professional while an English-speaking college dropout earns more than me.

This doesn’t mean that I don’t love my country. I do. In fact, I want to teach Tagalog. Just not in high school.

*ah*

Meh… I WILL leave this country. Someday. By hook or by crook (just kidding).

Ahahaha…I should write that article for the “Buwan ng Wika”

Ahahahahahaha…. I miss Powder.

Well… thinking about that again, it would really be nice if I did consider it. Less work. I’ll even know the interviewers. Things would probably be a breeze for me. *sigh*

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I spoke with Anna a couple of weeks ago and she said she was planning to take residency in California. I’d like to visit her some time but then I’m worried about California vacation rentals. California isn’t the cheapest place in the U.S. However, I’m sure I’ll be able to find an affordable one. I DO want to visit with her if ever she did go there and work there. After all, she IS one of my favorite people.

Speaking of being able to find an affordable one, I remember when we went to Laguna to go swimming. The price ranges of the “resorts” — that is, private houses with a swimming pool– were pretty exorbitant, but we looked through the crooks and crannies of Laguna, and lo and behold– cheap private pools!

Lesson learned: Look harder! What’s not seen is probably better. :)

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