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Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Again

Have you ever experienced death twice in your life? This is exactly how it feels inside. Everything was starting really fine. It was so good that, I think I was carried away and became careless to some point. I knew this was coming but I got so confident that things would continue being great. Besides, I was really innocent with what happened in my previous employment.
However, I did not prepare myself a bit for something like this. You see, I lost my job for the second time around. It was still that same issue. It seems like I can't really run away from it. It is not that I am running away from it. It is like I had been contaminated and it surely would take serious process of healing and getting over it. It always haunts me. It is so unfair. Why do I have to suffer for this? I am feeling weird emotions inside. I am thankful that I have so many wonderful friends who never get tired of cheering me up.
Now I am back to zero. But I am okay. Sure I will miss those new friends I met in Kgb_. It feels so sad that we are just starting to know each other more, then it happened. I want to thank all those people fron Batch UK92. You know who you are and I wish you all the best in your career. Hope to see you again.

Friday, May 2, 2008

I received an e-mail message from Alden, a friend who is now working in Dubai. It is a very sad news. Somehow I feel upset, perhaps not as much as he is feeling right now...Anyway, he said...

ang wierd nmn ng mga pingtatanong mo, kamustahin mo muna ko, my sasabihin p nmn ako remember nikwento ko s u n hindi ko p nkikita ang father ko, nmtay n sya ng hindi ko mn lng nkikita unfair db hindi man lng nya ko kinmusta bago sya mamatay, n my anak pl sya n kylanganng makita sya ang hirap pl ng ganoon, kmusta n db nkwento mo last n ngusap t u about sa book n gingawa mo about sa mga kagaya ntn n same situation ang pinagdadaan, tungkol sa mga tatay nila.


I wish I could do something for him, or tell him something really inspiring to lighten his emotional burden. I remember the character Dylan from In Hundred Days. I wish we could really talk about it.

That's all for now.

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