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Seven years ago, I graduated from high school. April 4, 2001. I didn’t really graduate with honors, though I did get an award. It was a pretty ordinary day. It was hot, and we had food afterwards. I can still remember coming home that day to find our apartment locked for non-payment that afternoon. My mom begged them not to do it yet because it was my graduation day. I still had to attend the graduation ball. Not that it was special too.

I’m going to graduate from college soon… after seven years of sticking with it. I had wanted to give up several times.

So… This will be the last time I’m going to celebrate my high school graduation anniversary. I’ll be graduating from The University, from college. And next year, I’ll be celebrating that instead of my hs grad.

I should set up a countdown timer. I’m excited and I’m not excited at the same time.

Why?

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I feel like I’m running out of time. Graduation march would be next month, let’s say a little less than two months. And I’m growing milli-inches (I made that up) by the minute. Because for the past week or two, I’ve hardly had time to eat at home when I have work. So lately, I’d just sleep, wake up and shower (or shower, then sleep, then wake up) and leave for work. I eat on the way, on the bus. So that kind of limits the kind of food I can eat. The easiest to buy at 2am? Burgers. Those buy 1 take 1 burgers, or sandwiches, or some other snacks that aren’t exactly healthy but quick and easy to eat. I think I mentioned last week that I bought a LOT of noodles… and I wasn’t able to eat one single pack of it. T_T *sigh*

I don’t want to be feeling hungry while working, since I could get distracted. Because when I AM hungry, all I could think of is end the call and eat, and it makes me lose focus even if I try so hard to concentrate.

I still haven’t asked one of my aunts if she’s got a Filipiniana dress I could borrow for my graduation. I’m sure any Filipiniana dress would be fine, as long as it’s white, beige, or ecru. I wish I could buy something like Fenphedra here to make me stop feeling hungry all the time, then I’d be fine with skipping meals and I’ll get thin.

*siiiiigh*

My work schedule will change for this week as well. From 4am to 1pm, it’s going to be 9:30pm to 6:30pm, and next week because of DST, 8:30pm to 5:30am. So, because the start of my shift still has heavy traffic, I’ll have to leave my place around 7:30pm so I could arrive at work at 8:30pm and be sure I’ll be having a seat. And then there’s the after-shift consultation which I don’t really want to miss as much as possible, which sometimes lasts for 2 hours…

Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth it. I’d like to think that it is.

Why?

I’m planning to buy a new refrigerator. BECAUSE SOMEONE DRANK MY MILK AGAIN. And I know who it is. Grrrrrrr… I wish sometimes that people here would have some shame. *sigh*

I want a new fridge, a new bed, a new computer, and so on… I don’t even know where to start.

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I was awake for 40 hours until I finally got to sleep. And now I’m awake. I wonder what’s wrong with me! Lately, it’s been really hard to sleep. And then at work, I always feel sick, like I’m always coughing, have various pains and everything. Might need to look into some medicare supplements or I don’t know… Vitamins maybe?

Maybe I should start taking Taba’s Vitamin C tablets. It’s for humans in the first place, and he doesn’t like it. Or more like, he’s kind of big now, it’s getting hard to force medicine into him. He’s always staying outside with the outdoor dogs who’s got a better resistance to diseases, so maybe he’ll be able to adapt as well.

Wahh… Anyway, in that 40 days of being awake, I was able to do 2 shifts at work. I’ve also been playing around in Facebook. I’ve turned into a facebook addict in such a short span of time. I remember when Sagar was always telling me to “CHECK FACEBOOK!!!” because of the invites to some applications.

It doesn’t help that my team leader told us to add an application (which I kind of messed up with his instructions that never got to me) and I’ve been playing with that for a while now. It’s a pretty neat application anyway.

Aa~ah. I don’t think I’ve ever been asleep for more than 12 hours straight, except that time when I was so sick. And now I want to go back to sleep. Maybe later…

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Well. Yeah.

We started taking in calls last week. On the 25th to be exact. Around 11am. I only had one call, and it was a long call. Thankfully, the customer was really nice.

Saturday, 26th, I had 3 calls. Two long calls and 1 really short one. Nonetheless, my average time was long. I also had coaching and I barely passed. My score was 85.07% … The passing is 85%

Today, I think I had 4 calls. The last one I had to deal with a mac. I own a mac, but I’m not THAT well versed with it. Oh well.

When you’re new, it’s scary. It’s scary because there are some things you don’t know. But whenever a customer tells you that all you’ve done is greatly appreciated even if you didn’t really resolve the issue, it kind of gives you a good feeling. Like teaching. When the students like you and appreciate you, it makes you want to strive harder (>___>). But still, my stats are somewhat low.

If I were to undergo something like “a part of Business valuation” thingie, I wonder how will I score? And suppose the “scores” are “outstanding, amazing, just ok, and what?”

Bleh…

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I just discovered a word today. Jobbernowl.

In simplest terms, a blockhead. Or someone dimwitted or something. At least if someone asks you “what do you think of yourself?” you could answer, “I believe I am a jobbernowl.” You’ll sound stupid spouting off hifalutin words at the same time sounding highly intelligent for saying some word the other person probably doesn’t know.

Kidnap a jobbernowl and put him in the back of a truck with a tonneau cover and scream, “I HAVE A JOBBERNOWL IN MY TRUCK!”

some people might think it’s an alien or something.

Gahh.. I need to stop saying “or something” or calling things “thingies” and “stuff”

Bleh.

I’m a jobbernowl sometimes, you know. Have you noticed how many times I’ve repeated the word, jobbernowl?

What’s funnier is in my mind, I keep saying jobbernowler.

Oh well… rambling rambling. I’m really sleepy.

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Filipinos have a funny way of saying “comfortable.” They say it as com-FOR-ta-bol.

I remember when I was still teaching Koreans English through the phone. One of the teachers instructors who was supposedly amazing kept saying “com-FOR-ta-bol” and I’d keep laughing at her secretly.

Am I mean?

Filipinos have this tendency not to say what they want directly to a person so they could remain in each person’s comfort zone. We avoid confrontation. So what do we do instead? We talk behind each other’s backs. Which isn’t really a good thing.

However, I am guilty of that. I talk about my co-trainees behind my back. Itsure makes me feel guilty and evil, but I can still sleep at night, so it’s all good. *insert evil laughter here*

Now, speaking of sleeping, I saw this cool site for the memory foam mattress. I WANT ONE! It looks really comfortable.

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I’m not used to the cold. In the office, the trainer usually keeps the temperature below 18 degrees Celsius. That’s way below my comfort zone. I always make sure I have a jacket. Not just any jacket. It has to be a thick jacket. My thickest jacket isn’t really enough because I still feel cold, but at least I’m not freezing. Maybe I’ll get used to it.

The place gets my nose either stuffed or just painful, and I feel my skin is getting real dry. I’m currently too broke to buy a new bottle of lotion. I wonder if they have humidifiers there?

Being in training, we only have 8 hours of work. Our breaks are paid. Probably because it’s only 30 minutes. We have to be back in the room at least 2 minutes before the end of our break because we need to log in all at the same time. I’m the class timer, the one who does the countdowns.

And then the people… Oh yes, the people. There are really just some people you don’t like the instant you meet them… or see them… or even hear them. And there’s this one guy in class who I had instant dislike for. He’s way bigger than me, about twice my horizontal size. He dresses sloppier than me. And he’s gay. I don’t really mind if he’s gay. Heck, I’ve got a lot of gay friends, but what I hate is flaunting it each and every time he gets a chance… Especially if no one cares. For every important word that he says, he’s got a 10-word introduction.

Yesterday, we had games. And it was a very physical game. We had to run and get something off the floor. Now, imagine bowling. He was the ball and me and the other two were bowling pins. And he rammed into us. Yes, it was painful. Not really traumatic, though. What was more traumatic was I saw his butt crack because he was kneeling on the office chair and like rocking it back and forth with his butt in the air. Butt crack, rather.

Back to training. Training is like going back to school. We study. We have homework. We have tests. The passing rate is 85%. So far, I’ve been passing the tests. I do my homework. And since it’s communications and culture training, I’m somehow set with the communications part and only really need to study the culture part. And then I’ll need to work on my speech. The trainer said I sounded cute… like a kid… like a cute kid… So I need to work on my pitch. Maybe I need to sing more. *sigh* Sing lower songs? Bleh.

Training life isn’t really easy. It’s a pass-or-fail thing. If you pass, then you’re in. If you fail, then you’re out. I don’t want the out. I want the in. =_=;;

I do want the money. I do need the money… especially now…

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There’s no such thing, really. I mean, yeah, we can get PayPal accounts here, but we can’t connect the accounts to our local bank accounts. We need credit cards or something. I don’t even understand completely how to do it.

Anyway, I was planning that when I get a steady job, I’m going to get a credit card, or I don’t know, checking accounts maybe. I can’t really make solid plans at the moment because I don’t have a job. I should really start looking for one since the one I was expecting got canceled. Sucks big time.

Why do I want a CC? For PayPal. Seriously, we really need to get a local PayPal. It’s not funny that we don’t when our major banks have online banking features. If there’s an online banking feature, then there’s one whole major database right? Then we could get PayPal to link and stuff. >_<!

Why do I want a PayPal account? Seriously, you should know that by now. My website might not be studded with ads all around. It may be just at the side, but they’re still ads. This blog is monetized. I sometimes hate my country for being not-so advanced. Maybe soon, we’ll have an easy way to get PayPal, wherein we would just need our bank accounts and not some credit card which not a lot of people can avail of.

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