"when it rains, it pours"

Well, who would have thought that in less than twenty-four hours, I'd receive not one but two requests for job interviews? After my anxiety, this almost seems too good to be true. Whee!

Tomorrow I'll be going to Ibiden [in FPIP] for the exam. To think I just passed an application email last night. Express, huh? I just hope I pass the exam itself and maybe even qualify for an interview. And hopefully, the job too. Hehe.

But I still want to go to the interview at TRP in Sta. Rosa. In fact I had it rescheduled since the interview and the exam at Ibiden fell on the same day, just thirty friggin' minutes apart. I opted to prioritize Ibiden because of the location. Nevertheless, I still want to see what TRP has to offer so I rescheduled the interview for another day.

Guess you could say things are finally looking up. I am so relieved.

hmmm...

Another potential addiction:  Pepsi Deluxe in Crème Caramel and Strawberries and Cream. I swear, the stuff is worth every inflated centavo of its ridiculous price. Positively addictive if it didn't cost too darn much. Twenty-five bucks is a lot of money for a jobless person, believe me.

Anywho, glad as I am that I finally(!) got called--texted rather--for a job interview, my mother isn't so keen about letting me work there if I actually pass and get hired. I admit she has a point--if the cost of living away from home would just eat up the whole monthly salary, there would certainly be little point in working there.

But still, I'm going to the interview. No point in backing down now when I've told the HR that I'll be there. If anything, maybe I'll realize how far it really away from home and get discouraged. Whatever. It still beats having no job interviews at all. That shows just how desperate I am right now.

answered prayer na ba to?

Talk about an answered prayer. Or something like that anyway. Just as I'm teetering on the edge of despair, one company I applied to responded. Finally. Just about fucking time too. They're asking me to go to the interview on Thursday morning. I'm planning to go. Hell, I'm desperate enough to go to any job interview that'll come my way. Never mind that I have practically no idea how to get there even if I have the company address. I'll find my way somehow.

Darn, this is such a relief for me. Even if it's a job interview rather than an outright job offer--hey, one can hope--I still am so darn thankful. I looked again at the company profile and such and it seems pretty okay. I could work there, even if it's a bit far from home. If I get the job, that is.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed--and the toes too--that either I get this job or a better opportunity comes along. Keep praying with me, ayt?

approaching despair

My poor phone. Though relatively still new--I bought it just August last year--its battery is practically already breathing its dying breath. Poor thing. I can't help feeling for its sorry state even if I was the one who wore it down using it as a modem for my laptop. But what can I do? I need online connection, if not for checking my Friendster or looking for great buys in eBay, then for jobhunting online. Lord knows I've been a bum for too long now, never mind the fact that I'm a licensed engineer. It won't matter one iota if it doesn't land me even the lowliest job. How fucking pathetic.

A lot of people are already urging me to take [odd] jobs while waiting for a real career-starting job. I admit I'm getting rather tempted mostly because I wanna earn money, but I still don't think it would be beneficial in the long run. I want to start my career right with a real job suited to my qualifications. I'm humbled enough as it is not to demand high-paying jobs while I'm still in the entry level. I'm willing to start from scratch as long as I know I'll be learning if not earning a lot from the job. Is that too much to ask for?

Yeah, I guess I'm already getting desperate. As if that isn't obvious yet from my last few posts. Haha. It would have been funny if I didn't feel about six inches tall. Again, how fucking pathetic.

Darn, how am I supposed to not wallow in self pity right now? I know I vowed to be more optimistic this year and look at the brighter side of things and all that crap. But it's so hard to do when I'm stuck like this with nowhere to go, not even down. And I'm not even consoled by the fact that a lot of my classmates are still jobless too. That should tell you how bad I'm really feeling about this.

Things will get better, sooner or later. I know as much, no need to go rubbing it in my already flushed and humiliated face. It just doesn't look that soon to me. Hell, I couldn't even see this getting better. The way things are looking right now, I should probably start applying for janitorial jobs. I might have more luck getting hired. Fuck. How low could one sink?

unemployment blues

Fuck. Passing the Board means nothing if I don't land a decent job. Or any job, for that matter. Two months after and I'm still [according to Franco] NEET--Not in Employment, Education or Training. How pathetic.

I hope one of the companies I applied to would call me. Soon. Like, the-next-day kind of soon. Argh! This is so fucking frustrating. I have loads of free time which I have no idea what to do with except for maybe look for more jobs online--going from one company site to another to apply personally is too time-consuming, not to mention costly, so I simply don't bother. But I have no money to speak of. And it's too galling to ask the 'rents for allowance since I'm not in school or review anymore. Fuck.


I FUCKING NEED A JOB!!! *cries*

palamon pa rin

Five or so more applications, still no work. I am goddamn bored. My AutoCAD classes are almost over too, probably next week, leaving me with even more free time on my hands. Time which I do not know how to spend. How pathetic.

 

But what am I supposed to do? Okay, cleaning the house is a good option except that I never really was good at that--besides which, Mama and Tita are obsessive-compulsive enough as it is about housework without me having to butt in. That, and I am simply not a domestic person by nature. And goodness knows I thrive in my own happy chaos.

 

Daya [a Mukamo friend] suggested I go to the gym when I unexpectedly ended up complaining about my unproductivity and ravenous appetite for just about anything and everything edible that isn't green. Actually I've been planning for years to hit the gym but somehow never managed to go even once. Typical me. Someday soon, I'll actually live my life and do everything I want and plan to do. Until then, I'm content in ennui's sweet embrace.

 

Maybe I should start with a sideline--not that I have any full-time job, or any job at all for that matter. Whatever. Thing is I have to do something to keep boredom at bay, and something productive at that. I've always wanted to be a photographer. Maybe this is the right time to pursue that passion. Never mind that I'm working with an old camera--whose memory card I think I just lost, darn it. Even if I don't become the next big name in photography, I might be able to launch Aiah's career as a model. Haha.

 

But seriously, that kid has major talent in modeling. As in real, honest-to-goodness talent for looking good in front of the lens. She has that presence that jumps right out of the photo. And at the tender age of five, she instinctively knows just what pose and angle would look good on the picture. I love taking her pictures as much as she loves primping and posing for me. Mind you, she looks great even in stolen shots. Simply put, the camera just loves her.

 

One of these days, I really am going to make a portfolio of her pictures.

gastos, gastos at gastos pa ulit

My, how time flies. It's been more than a week now since I last wrote here. Suffice it to say nothing remarkable happened enough to inspire a new entry. Not that there's anything vitally important that I need to write here. But you know, a girl's got to do something to kill boredom before it kills her.

 

So what's new? I've applied for three jobs--all out of the country, ambitious gal that I am--but so far only one has acknowledged my application. But then again, there's still a few more days before the deadlines for the others' applications so I'm not holding my breath. That, or they're simply not interested. Ouch. Whatever. I'll get a job sooner or later, although of course I'm hoping it would be sooner rather than later. Pana-panahon lang yan eh. Hehe.

 

Anywho, I am so friggin' obsessed with the new gray hoodie I bought yesterday. It's so totally perfect--just the right fit, the right length, and uber-comfortable. And what I really fell in love with was the purple hood lining. Seriously. I love purple--even if I have just one measly shirt in that color. Haha. Probably explains why I went for Pure Purple instead of Clinique Happy, which was what I was really planning to buy. Oh well. Maybe I'll get it the next time I stumble across some moolah, whenever that may be. Next year, maybe? Haha.

 

Speaking of year, it's taking ages for this month's issue of T3 to get here. What the fuck is up with that? I ended up buying two other magazines while waiting for it to arrive. Darn. As if I really have a lot of money to burn. Tsk. I really should shape up finance-wise.

 

That's one resolution I never succeeded with--spending wisely. Honestly, I'm such a spendthrift that I'm starting to scare myself. I can never save whatever money's in my wallet. I've tried putting it in other places, but I still somehow manage to spend it. That's one thing I really, desperately need to learn--save money. God help me with that that one.

new year bitchings

What a way to start the new year. Here I am, intoxicated and sleepy as hell yet still trying my darnedest to post a coherent entry. Haha.

Just got back from Kat's where we had an impromptu drinking session. Seven of us including Raquel, Michelle, Jay, Laurence and Ralph.

So much for my resolution to be good this year. Tsk. Never mind. What's done is done. It's not like I broke any rules anyway--I even told Papa I'd be over at Kat's. Never mind that I didn't tell him we'll be drinking. What he doesn't know won't hurt him.

Anywho, to make up for this I have to wake up extra early even if I still have no idea what I'll be doing the rest of the day. But no, That isn't exactly imposed upon me by anyone else but me. I want to wake up early just to prove to myself that I can. Mind over body, as they say.

Ooh, and I hope I get to meet up with Patrisha sometime today or before they go back to Laguna. I just have to since lord knows when we'll get the chance again. God help us.