When I first heard this song, I thought it was Avril Lavigne singing...

SAME GROUND
Kitchie Nadal

My love,
Its been a long time since i cried
And left you out of the blue.
Its hard leaving you that way when
I never wanted to.

Self-denial is a game
Its strange i never would've
Wanted if until there was you.

Because i have learned that love is beyond
What human can imagine,
The more it clears
The more i have to let you go.

CHORUS:
But now i don't understand why im feeling
So bad now when i know it was my idea.
I could've just denied the truth and lied.
But why am i the only one standing stranded
On the same ground?

My love because i have learned that love is a
Word gets thrown a little bit too much.
The best excuse to fill the infinite abyss
I never have to if all else fail

Would you be there to love me?
When all else fail,
Would you be brave to see right through me?

 

Last night in the office was crazy. The classes undergoing product training had their second test. Days before, we already told them to make the effort to study their lessons because Test 2 was the hardest test. Did they study? I wouldn't know. And it didn't matter, anyway. Most of them failed. And failed BIG time they did. There was even one class where only one passed.

Crazy enough? Take this: In that one class where only one passed, one agent (using his/her trainer's sine) sent a bomb threat message thru our airline system. And guess where such messages would go to? It would only go straight to Washington, D.C. no less... Shit! Washington, D.C. went crazy! The prank message said something like Bin Laden will be killing lots of people or something. And guess what? The Office of the President of the United States of America personally called US Airways to report this! Double shit! Such an embarassment to our client... And that's an understatement considering that we have American Trainers from US Airways here right now assisting in training those good-for-northing agents. It's pathetic. The problem is there is no exact way of tracing who did that malicious thing since all in that class was using their trainer's sine to simulate booking a reservation.

Failing their test was bad enough... But sending a prank bomb threat message was beyond my comprehension. Only a sick-in-the-head person can do that.

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Reveal

It's funny that the guy who keeps telling me that he likes me and wants to be my partner would only text or call me once or twice a week -- max. He reasoned out that he's just busy and doesn't really like texting much. But how the hell would he make me feel his presence? How would I know if he's really sincere? How would we get to know each other better? I'm not saying he should see me everyday. I'm not saying he should text or call me every hour. All I'm asking for is that we should at least have a decent communication. Is that too much to ask?

My life these past few days is pretty much routinary. I would go to the gym around 5PM and work out for 2 hours with my gym buddy, Eugene (he was the guy who asked for my number on my first day at Slimmer's, hehe). From the gym, I would go straight to the office for my 10PM shift. Since I usually arrive early, I would have my dinner first at either McDonald's, Jolibee, or KFC (I have been craving for KFC's funshots and mashed potato lately -- with lots of gravy, of course -- yum!). At work, I have nothing much to do (for now) since our first batch of agents are still undergoing training. I would normally just go around the different training rooms and observe or make pa-cute (as if naman may cute, haha). Most of the time I would just pretend that I'm all serious and busy when I am just checking my Downe account or Yahoo mail. After, I would go home straight (around 7AM), eat breakfast, then sleep. There... gym - work - home.

But I'm not complaining. It's like living the simple life (minus the Paris and Nicole-ish antics). It's refreshing and it keeps my sanity intact. Hope this would last long...

It was only my first day working out at Slimmer's World and I'm already loving it. I love it. There was this really cute guy who kept on smiling at me whenever our eyes would meet. At first I thought he was just being friendly since I'm a newbie. But guess what? He fucking asked for my number! That's it. We made plans of working out together tomorrow. Can't wait...

I'm 23 years old already, turning 24 this year. I know I'm not getting any younger. And the sad thing about this is I can feel it. I may not look any older than 18 (fine - it's debatable) but I already feel like I'm in my 30's. Ouch. I easily get tired nowadays; running a very short distance leaves me breathless; and I'm getting sickly.

That's it! Vonzell sang Deniece Williams' "Let's Hear It For The Boy." How can I forget this song? It's in QAF season 1. Oh, Justin...

Oh, yes. I'm back... I know I've been gone for quite awhile, and I'm not even going to justify my absence. Let's just say I've been busy. Yes, believe it or not, I'm a busy person so you can now take that snicker off your faces.

Damn, how I MISSED blogging!

I am unemployed... again. Yesterday was my last day at the office. Our account kasi, Singapore Airlines, has decided it is not beneficial for them to outsource at the moment. So when their contract ended with TeleTech, they didn't renew na. So here I am, looking for a new job.

Well, that's life in the call center industry. On to the next one...

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Yesterday, I emailed Preview Magazine. I submitted sample works. Hope they like my work and get me as a contributor. I also emailed MMPI (Mega Magazine Publishing, Inc.) but my email kept on bouncing back undeliverable. Something like they have already reached their maximum mail limit. Bad trip.

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LSS: How Could You Say You Love Me by Sarah Geronimo. Bwahahaha!