I’ve had several leads in my job hunt this month.  Things are rather slow for me right now.  I’ve been to quite a number of companies and have gone thru exams and interviews but I haven’t been that lucky.  I’ve even had an invitation from a clothing company (I don’t know where they got my contact information because I don’t remember applying for a position in their company) but I politely turned it down because I literally don’t measure up (they have a height requirement of 5’2”).  And simply because I can’t be a full-time store front liner right now. 

There’s this one company in Taguig which is quite promising.  Yes, it’s a call center and no, there are no part-time jobs but so far, it’s the only company I can imagine myself working for at the moment.  I actually turned it down at first because I’ve sworn that I wouldn’t work as a call center agent again.  But the HR personnel was nice enough to inform me that what they have is a dayshift account.  Also, a classmate of mine from nursery (fancy that) is working for the company and has given me “insider” information about the account.  So far, I like what I’m hearing. 

But before I get carried away and make another “potential” misstep in my professional career, I decided I should look for other options.  I applied as a Research Assistant in UPM and I just finished my computer exam last September 8, 2009.  I’ve been badgering the people from the Science Hall about the results for two days now.  They said I should check back on Friday.  If I pass, I’ll take a psych test.  Gudlak naman sa ‘kin.  IF I do pass the psych test, I’ll work in CPH kasi wala na daw RA vacancy sa CN.  But that’s good enough for me.  At least, this is closer to home.

Then there’s this option to join the Nurse Corps.  I’m just not so sure if they’ll have me because I’d probably fail the height requirement but I think my paramilitary background should give me some leverage.  Where’s the extra inch when you need it, huh?  I wish I had my half-sister’s height so I can put it to good use.  But this is me talking shitty again and prudence tells me I should stop doing that.

Anyway, I’m hoping things would look up.  I’m getting really frustrated now that I’m not working or moving forward.  Even worse: I feel like I’m running out of time again…

Grabe, idol ko talaga ate Jovir ko. As in.  (Sana nababasa n’ya ‘to.)  Gusto ko nang maging bum for the rest of my life! Biruin mo ‘yon? Pa-training-training na lang sa TESDA, may allowance pa siya na pinambibili nya ng damit?  Wow, ‘di ba?  Ako kasi, nagtrabaho muna ako for several months bago ako nakabili ng sarili kong damit eh.  Kasi before I got employed, most of my clothes are hand-me-downs from my sister, Glen.  Yung mga first months ko kasi sa work, yung salary ko, binigay ko kay Papa para pambayad ng renta.  Oh ‘di ba?  Ilang linggo lang siyang nag-training eh meron na siyang new wardrobe?  IDOL talaga!  Dapat siguro, ‘di na ako naghanap ng work at all.  Dapat siguro, nagpaka-bum na rin ako katulad niya! 

At eto pa isa: sana ‘di na lang ako naging matalino.  Kasi mas mabuti pa ang ate ko, kahit bobo at walang kadiska-diskarte, aba, eh nakakakain at may natutulugan. For free!  ‘Di mo na kailangang maging matalino ngayon.  Dapat marunong ka lang manggamit ng kapwa mo at mabubuhay ka na.  Maging leech ka lang, you’ll live forever!  ‘Di mo na kailangang magpakasipag at magbali ng buto katulad ng ginagawa ng Mama ko sa States para mabuhay.  Kailangan lang, anak ka sa labas at iniwan ka ng tatay mo para meron kang leverage na pwede mong magamit para ‘di ka na magtrabaho!  Wow!  Grabe, talagang super idol ko ate ko.  She’s the best!  Can’t ask for a “better” sister!  Ang swerte ko talaga sa mga kamag-anak.  Kung ‘di rapist, moocher naman!  Swerte ko talaga…

At eto pa: magkaka-work na “naman” ako this September pag ibinigay na ang job offer sa Datacom.  Second job ko na ‘to.  Gladys: 2 points.  Jovir: nil.  Zero.  Wala. Kulelat. Olats. Nada.  Oo, bilangan na ‘to.  At wala na ‘kong pakialam!

Kung ‘di lang ako “naaawa” sa kanya, matagal na akong nagkatrabaho “uli.” Bakit kamo?  Eh nakakahiya naman kung magkakaroon na ako ng trabaho uli samantalang siya, eh, bum pa rin. Palamunin.  Moocher.  Kahit na ano ang gawin ko, ‘di pa rin niya ma-gets!  Ang bobo talaga.  Tama ang Papa ko…

Tama si Papa.  Walang alam si ate.  Wala siyang skills.  Ma-PR, oo.  Maboka, oo.  Pero hanggang doon lang.  Hanggang salita lang.  Hanggang daldal lang.  Hanggang dito na lang siya at wala na siyang mararating.  Kaya naaawa si Papa sa kanya.  Kaya walang ginagawa si Papa about it.  At naaawa ako kay Papa…

Sige, ako na “naman” ang magpaparaya.  Ako na lang “uli” ang mananahimik.  Kahit sobrang gusto ko nang pumutok sa galit, ayos lang.  Carry lang.  Titiisin ko na lang.  Magpapaka-busy na lang ako sa trabaho “uli.”  Papagurin ang sarili para ‘di na mapansin ang nakapanlulumong sitwasyon sa bahay.  Iisipin ko na lang na lahat ng paghihirap na nararanasan ay may katumbas na biyaya galing sa Kanya. 

Sana nga.

Dahil pagod na ako.