Th Job-hunt-craze

This is really getting into my head already. I’ve applied for various companies around Makati, and a few have called already for a over-the-phone interview. And yeah, they threw my resume out of the window. But don’t take that literally okay? I was just not qualified for one reason, I haven’t finished at least 2 years of college. That sux. ergh.
Yeah, that’s the difficult part for a 1st sem college drop out like me. That no matter how much I wanted to work, I wouldn’t be able to get a nice good decent job because of that “at least 2 years of college” requirement. Ergh. Companies these days are a little unfair to me. Well, it’s not that I don’t care about quality service, but in my part, I believe I have the skills to land a job at a call center, even just to take up calls. But I’m not hired because of that requirement.

I’m getting a little frustrated because of the companies’ requirements. I know have the skills, but then again, I can’t get in because of that. darn!

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this is looking like a long circled rant to me already, don’t you think so too? So i’m to end this up with…

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PENDING!

Teen's dream of Romance

What is it with love that all seems to revolve around it? That even the most divine laws are made out of love. That even the most baroque structures are inspired by it. An inspiration of life. To live is to love.

To live without having to love is not living at all.

Isn't it true? I believe that it is. 'Cause even the wealthiest and the most powerful person in the world will not be contented without being loved or loving. I dream of nothing more but the most sincere love. Unconditional. Different from a parent's love to his child. A love that is willing to break all the rules. A love that of Romeo and Juliet.

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Okei. I'm cutting all my drama. haha. So, I'll be back in a weeks time. With my re-intact system. If you get what I mean. haha

The One hour or so crying

I opened the pc 30 minutes after it was shut down by my sister. I wanted to go online. But unfortunately, I wasn't able to connect immediately because of some connection problems. I restarted the pc twice. After restarting, I still can't connect to the web, and so I decided to kill time by playing some music, looking for a nice dvd to watch while browsing some pictures.

I chose my aunt's favorite song. I will remember you by Sarah McLaughlin. When the intro played, I burst out crying for some reasons. I miss her. Who in the family doesn't? I cried and cried while going through her photos. Her smiles and all. Including the photos at the wake. I repeated the song 4 times. And still am crying while making this. How pathetic I am.

Back when I was still stuck in Surigao, I made a crime. I made a crime inside my head. I wished for aunt's suffering to pass. I wished that for her to feel no more pain and for us to go home. I've wished that even though she was fighting for her life. I learned a lesson the hard way. The hardest I've possibly ever encountered.
Archie was right. "Savor the moment while she's still alive", he said. But I hadn't done that. I was still thinking of myself. How pathetically selfish!

And this is where I end this post.

P.S.

"Savor the moments with your loved ones while they're still around, you don't want to end up regretting for having not said and done what you ought had done."

Ako, ako, ako, lahat ay tungkol sa'ken.

"kunwari na lang, hindi kita kilala. Para maayos at masaya na ko ulit, db?! Hindi ko iisiping may nasabi ka, at may nasabi ako. Para kahit pakunwari lang, ayos na ko."

tutal akin naman toh, walang pakelamanan ng ilalagay ko. You can say what the fvck it is you want to say but I'll be overly self-centered to ignore it. Aun.

Ang tokwa. basta. un n un.

Draw the Line: help, protect and educate

I haven't done some nice blogging lately. If you guys haven't noticed, it's all about me, me, me and yes, me! Which is getting a little in my nerves. I think I need something to kick me in the guts. Geez! A teens dream of romance. Haha! Ergh... Not really funny.

Anyways, he's late. I'm late. We're both late. Damn the heartache! POOF! Back to some sensible blogging.

Do you know the campaign "Draw the Line"? Or the show "Women's Desk" hosted by Rhea Santos at QTV-11?
I actually haven't watched any of it's featured stories, but I don't have to watch it for me to sympathize to those women and children that had been abused; physically, emotionally and psychologically. I don't have to watch it to know how much pain they suffered and endured in the duration of years they had spent with their abusive partners and had to cover their faces when they go out to hide themselves to the eyes to the critical public.

I have never met a martyr in my life, not yet though. My mom's bestfriend has been a victim of abuse. She had been hit, purple and blue as the others may say she had been. She had experienced to be shun away from her very house, and all her children can do was watch. We, too, can only watch and listen to her cries every time she comes to our home to just not tell her story to my mom, but to also seek protection.

After months of being abused, she stood her ground. Her brothers and sisters stood their ground. And we were there to watch and support her, to her battle in court for anullment and all. Enough was indeed enough.

"You don’t have to be a victim to care. You’ve seen it happen. You’ve heard the cries of help. Now, it’s time to speak up."
* Malaya - The National Newspaper

True to what the Malaya had said, You don't have to be a victim to care.
"Draw the line" campaign started on the 19th of May, but I don't know what year.
I bet Rhea Santos, the host of "Women's Desk", had a hard time detaching herself from what she had witnessed during the show, especially when she was pregnant. The depressing stories she has to hear every now and then.

The campaign's aim is to help and protect the women and children from the metal fist of abuse. It also educates these abused women and children of their rights.

HELP. PROTECT. EDUCATE. SUPPORT THE DRAW THE LINE CAMPAIGN.

(Women's Desk airs every Thursday at 10 a.m. on the QTV Channel. For Draw the Line, call (+632) 926-6598 or 982-7777 local 3034.)

reposted: ang gulo!

This blog post came from another of my blogs. Yes, I have multiple blog accounts.
here's the url:

http://hangingfromagibbetprincess.wordpress.com/

Ang gulo! sobrang magulo! ako, ang utak ko, ang kapaligiran ko, ang gobyerno ng bansang tinitirhan ko, ANG MUNDO! lahat magulo.. sapagkat walang nagkukusang loob na ayusin ang mga gulo na meron sa mundong ibabaw..

IKAW!! OO!! IKAW NGA!! ikaw na may kakayahan baguhin ang mga bagay bagay na hindi tama dito! Ikaw na may kakayahan gumawa ng mga bagay bagay na ikababago ng mga pangyayari na nangyayari sa paligid..

Ako! OO!! ako nga! isa ako sa may mga kakayahang binabanggit ko! Isa ako sa mga sinusubakang baguhin ang mga hindi magandang pangyayari na nangyayari sa mundong ginagalawan ko.. Ako na inaasahan ng pamilya ko sa pag-ahon sa kanila sa kahirapan gaya ng ibang pamilya.. Ako na inaasahan ng aking bansa na tinuturing na pag-asa ng bayan!

Kami, kabataan, na kung tawagin ng mga nakatatanda na pag-asa ng bayan ay nalulugmok sa hirap ng buhay, nalulugmok sa masamang gamot, sa kawalan ng edukasyon. Ang iba sa amin ay nawalan na ng pag-asa. Ang mahihirap kong kasangga na pagod na pagod sa pagbanat ng bawat buto sa kanilang katawan, ako na may kaya sa buhay ay binabanat ang kakayahan ng aking utak sa pag-aaral, sa pagtulong sa maliit na paraan..

Ako, sa simpleng mga post na ganito, nakakatulong ba ko? may pagbabago ba? siguro meron, siguro wala.. sa mga nagbabasa kaya ng aking blog, may nasipa na ba sa pinakasensitibong parte ng katawan nila at nakaramdam ng kahihiyan at guilt?

Sa kasalukuyang nangyayari, binubuksan ko ang aking isipan at iniintindi ang mga bagay bagay nangyayari.. pinipilit kong intindihin, pinipilit ko.. Pero ayoko ng pilitin ang sarili ko! Dahil hindi ko talaga maintindihan kung bakit ganito! Bakit ba may mga sadyang hindi natututo? Bakit may mga taong hindi makalimutan ang mga nakaraan? Bakit may taong gusto gumanti sa nakaraan? Bakit may mga taong hindi magawang disiplinahin ang mga sarili nila para hindi nila nagagalaw ang pera na hindi sa kanila, na hindi nakalaan para sa kanila? Bakit may mga taong ang kakapal ng apog at nagagawa pang humarap sa tao at magsalita ng marami pang kasinungalingan?

Ang gulo.. sobra talagang gulo! Nakakahilo!! Ako’y nagugulumihan sa mga bagay bagay na hindi naman dapat binibigyan dapat ng panahon ngunit nauubos ang 90% ng oras ng tao dahil sa mga hindi naman importanteng bagay..

Sana may masipa, matadyakan, mamura ng post na ito ng magising na!! MAGISING NA NAMAN KAYO!!

PWEDE BA?!

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I'll be reposting some of my works here.
Works from the past summer.
This blog account has more hits than the other so I decided to repost things here. xp

I don't know what the effin hell to call this post.

"So the more things remain the same, the more they change aster all - plus c'est la meme chose, plus ca change. Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even a death by violence."

- "A Separate Peace" by John Knowles. Page 14. 2nd paragraph. 3rd-4th line.

This, maybe, will be one of those other unorganized blog post of mine. I don't know what happened to me. I just had the feeling that I have to go online and post something, anything! But what will i post?

I've been stuck in this house for days. Actually, a week! And who would've thought I'll still be sane with a week or more of being grounded without my cellphone. Yes! My cellphone. I'm actually not allowed to use the computer too, but as always, I do what's not supposed to be done.

The book, A Separate Peace, made me remember a long abandoned friendship. A 12 year long friendship that love for the same sex ruined it.

Dia, she was my best friend. We've been together for God knows how long. She's a lesbian, and I'm just boyish. We grew up together. She introduced me to a lot of people, including my 4-years-in-the-making love story with a classmate of hers. And then, POOF! Comes the girl of her life. She turned her back on me because of that girl.

Change.

Jonas, a neighbor, he was a good friend. A really really good friend. I don't know what happened. My 11 month long relationship went crashing down in front of me. He was there. Jonas was there to comfort me along with the others. Then things started to get cold between us. I don't know why, what happened?

Change.

Dood. Last night, I had a chat with him via "ym". Some things happened beforehand that is absolutely my fault, And I was sorry for everything I've done. Really sorry! I understand why he got mad at me, and I bet he's still mad at me. I cried that night for all hell's reason. It affected me. He's my dood! For all time's sake! And what he says matters to me, whatever his views on things matter to me. HE matters to me. And that said "things", I've had ignored him. I didn't listen to anyone that "thing".
I should've listened. I should've went home, and maybe, just maybe, I can still go out, still use my phone.

Mosh. My boyfriend. I know our relationship had been hard since day 1. But the hell he cared about it. He says he loves me and I believe it. (*Oh well, whatever happened to, "trust kills chloe you silly bitch." haha!*)

And the rest of the old good friends and loved ones who's still here with me. My ALL TIME BESTFRIENDS, faura girls, sixzters, or is it sexysters now? Haha! Whatever my highschool pals call it now, we're still bestfriends. Haha! And I friggin' love you all hunny!

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I went gaga over some teen's dream of romance and lost my sanity for a moment or two.

I lost things, people who were and will always will be dear to me. I almost lost what there still is with me. And I don't want to lose them.

I don't want to lose my friends, those real friends who stood by me. Those friends that I call my 2nd family.

I don't want to lose my family. My family had been there for me, that for all my life I know won't turn their backs on me.

I don't want to lose the last of sanity, for if I lose this, I wouldn't be able to keep what I don't want to lose.

AKO ANG DAKILANG TOKWA NG CAVITE.

*bow*