Gracia and Wall-E's girlfriend:GirlTalk
Comy and I whispering our secrets to Wall-E's girlfriend
Gracia and Wall-E
Monday, August 25, 2008
Funny Pics With Wall-E
Gracia sitting next to Wall-E
Gracia and Wall-E's girlfriend:GirlTalk
Comy and I whispering our secrets to Wall-E's girlfriend
Gracia and Wall-E
Gracia and Wall-E's girlfriend:GirlTalk
Comy and I whispering our secrets to Wall-E's girlfriend
Gracia and Wall-E
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Doin' Fine...
The feeling is calm inside. I think it is good. Anyway the reason why I post our picture here is because I miss you all. Hopin' that somehow you are feeling the same. |
Monday, August 18, 2008
My Newest Resume
FERNAND PITOON AGOR
(F) Visaya St. Spring Homes
Bucal, Calamba City, Laguna
0915-3772047
zeik_nan337@yahoo.com
http://reportingfernandyim.blogspot.com
OBJECTIVE:
To utilize my knowledge, skills, and capabilities effectively in a preferable position to my chosen field.
EDUCATION:
Bachelor of Science in Entrepreneurial Management
Polytechnic University of the Philippines
Sto. Tomas, Batangas
April 2006
EMPLOYMENT:
DigitalFilipino.com
Contributor/Part-time Writer
November 2007 – Present
Getting the right information through research and interviews
Taking complementary pictures and editing them
Writing good and valuable stories for various blog sites
InfoNXX Sta. Rosa Site, Sta. Rosa City, Laguna
Customer Service Representative, September 2007 – January 2008
Managing business, government, and residential listings
Offering movie listings and show times
Providing driving directions, weather forecasts, text messaging, etc.
TeleTech CMC Lipa, Lipa City, Batangas
Customer Service Representative, November 2006 – July 2007
Quickly and precisely assessing the total picture of the customer’s needs
Examining possibilities for selling better solutions for those needs
Building stronger relationship between the company and the customers
PERSONAL INFORMATION:
Birth Date: October 23, 1983
Birth Place: Antipolo City, Rizal
Civil Status: Single
Father’s Name: Nicolas Pacamarra Agor Jr.
Occupation: Aircon Technician
Mother’s Name: Felisa Escober Pitoon
Occupation: Housewife
SSS Number: 04-1283715-9
TIN: 944-597-133
REFERENCES:
Janette Toral
Author of DigitalFilipino.com
http://www.janettetoral.com
Prof. Concepcion R. Sumadsad
Bachelor of Science in Entrepreneurial Management Adviser
Polytechnic University of the Philippines
Sto. Tomas, Batangas
0920-9106514
Kyle Gianan
Training Manager
VAS Language Learning Center
0918-9116280
Edward S. Sarmiento
Team Leader
TeleTech CMC Lipa
Lipa City, Batangas
0916-7278547
I hereby certify that the above records and information are true and correct to the best of my knowledge, belief and ability.
FERNAND PITOON AGOR
(F) Visaya St. Spring Homes
Bucal, Calamba City, Laguna
0915-3772047
zeik_nan337@yahoo.com
http://reportingfernandyim.blogspot.com
OBJECTIVE:
To utilize my knowledge, skills, and capabilities effectively in a preferable position to my chosen field.
EDUCATION:
Bachelor of Science in Entrepreneurial Management
Polytechnic University of the Philippines
Sto. Tomas, Batangas
April 2006
EMPLOYMENT:
DigitalFilipino.com
Contributor/Part-time Writer
November 2007 – Present
Getting the right information through research and interviews
Taking complementary pictures and editing them
Writing good and valuable stories for various blog sites
InfoNXX Sta. Rosa Site, Sta. Rosa City, Laguna
Customer Service Representative, September 2007 – January 2008
Managing business, government, and residential listings
Offering movie listings and show times
Providing driving directions, weather forecasts, text messaging, etc.
TeleTech CMC Lipa, Lipa City, Batangas
Customer Service Representative, November 2006 – July 2007
Quickly and precisely assessing the total picture of the customer’s needs
Examining possibilities for selling better solutions for those needs
Building stronger relationship between the company and the customers
PERSONAL INFORMATION:
Birth Date: October 23, 1983
Birth Place: Antipolo City, Rizal
Civil Status: Single
Father’s Name: Nicolas Pacamarra Agor Jr.
Occupation: Aircon Technician
Mother’s Name: Felisa Escober Pitoon
Occupation: Housewife
SSS Number: 04-1283715-9
TIN: 944-597-133
REFERENCES:
Janette Toral
Author of DigitalFilipino.com
http://www.janettetoral.com
Prof. Concepcion R. Sumadsad
Bachelor of Science in Entrepreneurial Management Adviser
Polytechnic University of the Philippines
Sto. Tomas, Batangas
0920-9106514
Kyle Gianan
Training Manager
VAS Language Learning Center
0918-9116280
Edward S. Sarmiento
Team Leader
TeleTech CMC Lipa
Lipa City, Batangas
0916-7278547
I hereby certify that the above records and information are true and correct to the best of my knowledge, belief and ability.
FERNAND PITOON AGOR
Sunday, August 17, 2008
The New Me
I know whatever I am going through now is a process. It can't be done just overnight. And I am being patient on this. Actually I am feeling so calm, so good, so safe inside. I think the roller coaster ride was now over. The Now-I-am-okay-later-I-am-not feeling is way over. And it is so good! No more pretension about it. It is the truest thing that I had since the ginger thing started.
After that visit in Gracia's place, everything went amazingly fine. I am comfortable to say now that I feel no more fears. Last Sunday, Papa attended a church service with Alex, my brother. When he arrived at home, he had so many candies in his pocket. It meant he was quitting his smoking habit. It was so wonderful. And the Friday night that I was not home, Tita Sol dropped by the house with some 'goods' for us. God is doing great things amazingly in our lives.
Yesterday I had a date with Gracia and Comy. Arnel was supposed to be with us until something went wrong that he couldn't see us yesterday. We understood each other. No explanation was required for that one.
We watched A Very Special Love. It was a beautiful movie. It was very funny, and I could relate to some situations there in the movie. We were laughing by each other. We admired the story, it was written so well, very Pinoy, and it was simple and easy. Although Gracia had said, "Nakakakilig siya pero hindi siya nakakain-love..." We kept taking pictures of ourselves every time we found a chance. We even had couples of picture with Wall-E and his girlfriend. It was very funny.
After watching, we went to, ehem, where else? In 7-11 in Crossing. There we had cups of coffee. We talked about funny and beautiful things. We talked about my recent and last ginger experience. Telling that to Comy, it was funny now that I realized it. We also talked about the Bible, their church, infidelity, and the...sex. It was educational, providing each other personal views on these topics in the most eightmiles's way. I always felt so comfortable having them with me, I never had a hard time, not even I got embarrassed a bit telling them my worst, it was so cool! And they felt the same way towards my presence. We were bound by a special cord that I would be always thankful for.
While talking, it was a surprise to see Alden walked into the store around ten in that evening. Not that he never did that before. It was just that I never thought that he was finally back from Dubai. We never had enough time to update each other about life, but he promised to send me a text message if ever he would be planning to celebrate his birthday, which is today, with us his friends.
Before midnight hit the clock, we said sweet goodbye to each other. We were excited seeing each other again next Sunday. We would attend a church service in Lipa, in Comy's church. That would something I am now looking forward to.
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To Alexis,
I know I will never have the idea how it is you're feeling right now. I really wished I was with you those times. I keep praying for you. Hope you are feeling better now than the last two weeks. I hope to see you soon.
God bless...
After that visit in Gracia's place, everything went amazingly fine. I am comfortable to say now that I feel no more fears. Last Sunday, Papa attended a church service with Alex, my brother. When he arrived at home, he had so many candies in his pocket. It meant he was quitting his smoking habit. It was so wonderful. And the Friday night that I was not home, Tita Sol dropped by the house with some 'goods' for us. God is doing great things amazingly in our lives.
Yesterday I had a date with Gracia and Comy. Arnel was supposed to be with us until something went wrong that he couldn't see us yesterday. We understood each other. No explanation was required for that one.
We watched A Very Special Love. It was a beautiful movie. It was very funny, and I could relate to some situations there in the movie. We were laughing by each other. We admired the story, it was written so well, very Pinoy, and it was simple and easy. Although Gracia had said, "Nakakakilig siya pero hindi siya nakakain-love..." We kept taking pictures of ourselves every time we found a chance. We even had couples of picture with Wall-E and his girlfriend. It was very funny.
After watching, we went to, ehem, where else? In 7-11 in Crossing. There we had cups of coffee. We talked about funny and beautiful things. We talked about my recent and last ginger experience. Telling that to Comy, it was funny now that I realized it. We also talked about the Bible, their church, infidelity, and the...sex. It was educational, providing each other personal views on these topics in the most eightmiles's way. I always felt so comfortable having them with me, I never had a hard time, not even I got embarrassed a bit telling them my worst, it was so cool! And they felt the same way towards my presence. We were bound by a special cord that I would be always thankful for.
While talking, it was a surprise to see Alden walked into the store around ten in that evening. Not that he never did that before. It was just that I never thought that he was finally back from Dubai. We never had enough time to update each other about life, but he promised to send me a text message if ever he would be planning to celebrate his birthday, which is today, with us his friends.
Before midnight hit the clock, we said sweet goodbye to each other. We were excited seeing each other again next Sunday. We would attend a church service in Lipa, in Comy's church. That would something I am now looking forward to.
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To Alexis,
I know I will never have the idea how it is you're feeling right now. I really wished I was with you those times. I keep praying for you. Hope you are feeling better now than the last two weeks. I hope to see you soon.
God bless...
Saturday, August 16, 2008
From Buckets Of Tears To Being Born Again
Fernand Yim: The most emotional blogger in blogverse. Arg, now I feel like I am a new person now. To those who are reading my stories here, I don't know what you are getting from it, but it is different now. Totally different.
I was so depressed yesterday. My mind was not functioning accordingly. It was too way difficult to figure out things in my head. There were so many of them that I couldn't take them anymore. I decided to meet Ramon. (Thanks, buddy.) We went out for a drink. I really had to drink. I knew it was not the right thing to do, well, at least, that time thinking about right and wrong was the last thing in my head. I had to deal with it the way I thought was just right. I was dead drunk. I didn't want to go home. Didn't want to answer questions, to explain anything. I was so hurt to start off with anything. I was not myself anymore. I thought I gave up already. Surrendering completely. Letting the odds of life to take me wherever it wanted me to be. It was not the bravest thing to do, and I cared not at all.
I walked to the Canlubang Bridge, Ramon was following me. He was trying to stop me. I told him suicide was not in my head so he didn't have to worry at all. I just wanted to be on the top of moving things, like cars. There I was trying to make a good prayer. A strong kind of prayer that even the bravest angel in heaven would cry if so he heard of it. But words didn't form in my mouth. Nothing I could say at all. Except saying or calling Yahweh over and over again. I was crying terribly. That was the hardest crying I ever did in my whole life. I didn't care about the world, not even about the people around me. My intention was for me to be heard by the LORD. He had to hear me. I was desperately crying. I was like a kid crying terribly in his mother's arms. I was like a baby. I was calling, "Yahweh, forgive me please..." I felt so weak, standing there required a real effort by then. I was actually screaming. Calling on Him desperately between sobs. Somewhere in my heart I knew I was being listened to. But that didn't stop me from crying some more, letting all the pains inside to go away with it. It had to be gone. I had to release it all. I finally had forgiven them. Not an easy thing to do but I did. I had to set myself free from grudges. I had to be emptied from the inside.
But that was not enough. I needed someone with a spiritual authority to seal my soul with the power of the Holy Spirit. It needed to get finished. Time couldn't be wasted. I had to act real quick. I thought of Gracia. I had to see Gracia right away. I called her first, letting her know I was dropping by. On our way there, I was still crying on the jeep. Ramon was sleeping beside me. When we were already in San Pablo I called Gracia again. She told me I had to wait a couple of more hours. Ramon and I went to the Catholic Church there. It was still closed. Ramon found a smooth concrete to sit on. I went near to the door of the church. I was praying, crying, and singing. In a moment the door was opened by an old man. I went inside, continued praying. When I was calm enough, we went to 7-11 to have a cup of coffee. There we waited for Gracia. I called her again, she asked me to go to their place instead. So we did that. There, both Ramon and I were overwhelmed with a hearty breakfast. It felt so good. Gracia's mother prepared it all for us. It was so beautiful. Then before Gracia's mother left for work, she prayed for me and for Ramon. It was a beautiful prayer. It was so perfect. I was so moved that tears ran so smoothly by my cheeks, as if I would never get tired of crying. I felt so blessed and renewed. I felt so alive. I couldn't be thankful enough for it. I was praising and thanking the LORD for bringing me there. Life finally was so beautiful. Starting was then for real.
My sincere thanks to:
Gracia, you are always great. I love you so much.
Gracia's mother, you are so amazing and may the good LORD bless you more than forever.
Ramon, no words would help me to let you know I am so thankful for everything. Keep the Holy Fire burning in you.
Jeremy, we have not met yet but you are a gift of God to me. Thank you so much.
My LORD God, I love You. Keep us safe in Your Holy Spirit.
Bless us all. Amen.
I was so depressed yesterday. My mind was not functioning accordingly. It was too way difficult to figure out things in my head. There were so many of them that I couldn't take them anymore. I decided to meet Ramon. (Thanks, buddy.) We went out for a drink. I really had to drink. I knew it was not the right thing to do, well, at least, that time thinking about right and wrong was the last thing in my head. I had to deal with it the way I thought was just right. I was dead drunk. I didn't want to go home. Didn't want to answer questions, to explain anything. I was so hurt to start off with anything. I was not myself anymore. I thought I gave up already. Surrendering completely. Letting the odds of life to take me wherever it wanted me to be. It was not the bravest thing to do, and I cared not at all.
I walked to the Canlubang Bridge, Ramon was following me. He was trying to stop me. I told him suicide was not in my head so he didn't have to worry at all. I just wanted to be on the top of moving things, like cars. There I was trying to make a good prayer. A strong kind of prayer that even the bravest angel in heaven would cry if so he heard of it. But words didn't form in my mouth. Nothing I could say at all. Except saying or calling Yahweh over and over again. I was crying terribly. That was the hardest crying I ever did in my whole life. I didn't care about the world, not even about the people around me. My intention was for me to be heard by the LORD. He had to hear me. I was desperately crying. I was like a kid crying terribly in his mother's arms. I was like a baby. I was calling, "Yahweh, forgive me please..." I felt so weak, standing there required a real effort by then. I was actually screaming. Calling on Him desperately between sobs. Somewhere in my heart I knew I was being listened to. But that didn't stop me from crying some more, letting all the pains inside to go away with it. It had to be gone. I had to release it all. I finally had forgiven them. Not an easy thing to do but I did. I had to set myself free from grudges. I had to be emptied from the inside.
But that was not enough. I needed someone with a spiritual authority to seal my soul with the power of the Holy Spirit. It needed to get finished. Time couldn't be wasted. I had to act real quick. I thought of Gracia. I had to see Gracia right away. I called her first, letting her know I was dropping by. On our way there, I was still crying on the jeep. Ramon was sleeping beside me. When we were already in San Pablo I called Gracia again. She told me I had to wait a couple of more hours. Ramon and I went to the Catholic Church there. It was still closed. Ramon found a smooth concrete to sit on. I went near to the door of the church. I was praying, crying, and singing. In a moment the door was opened by an old man. I went inside, continued praying. When I was calm enough, we went to 7-11 to have a cup of coffee. There we waited for Gracia. I called her again, she asked me to go to their place instead. So we did that. There, both Ramon and I were overwhelmed with a hearty breakfast. It felt so good. Gracia's mother prepared it all for us. It was so beautiful. Then before Gracia's mother left for work, she prayed for me and for Ramon. It was a beautiful prayer. It was so perfect. I was so moved that tears ran so smoothly by my cheeks, as if I would never get tired of crying. I felt so blessed and renewed. I felt so alive. I couldn't be thankful enough for it. I was praising and thanking the LORD for bringing me there. Life finally was so beautiful. Starting was then for real.
My sincere thanks to:
Gracia, you are always great. I love you so much.
Gracia's mother, you are so amazing and may the good LORD bless you more than forever.
Ramon, no words would help me to let you know I am so thankful for everything. Keep the Holy Fire burning in you.
Jeremy, we have not met yet but you are a gift of God to me. Thank you so much.
My LORD God, I love You. Keep us safe in Your Holy Spirit.
Bless us all. Amen.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Please Don't Read This, It Is Personal
I don't know how many people are really reading my posts. As if that really matters. I go on-line today with a hope of finding something beautiful that would revive my now dying spirit. Unfortunately there was none.
It had been over a week I was eating anchovies, and sometimes missing meals. Because there was nothing to eat. I didn't want to write everything here before because I was worrying about people reading this. Now, I don't really give a care. I really have to tell it all, this way, I hope, I could feel somehow a little bit relaxed.
This week has been so difficult for me. I was having many bad dreams, that mostly happened when I was awake. The problem here was my being desperate and useless. I was losing people and hope to turn to. Why it is happening? I really need a good explanation for this. I am so tired of seeking for help, walking here and going there! Hoping more and losing much more!
In the midst of this desperation, I want to thank Jeremy, my new friend, for being so trusting and supportive through it all. When I left the house today for my final interview, there were many people who were hoping the best for me. I kissed Psyche for some good luck. I touched a bit Mama and Papa for some support. I was all by myself. I was so afraid. It was like a do-or-die thing. I don't want to die yet, I have a family to support. But my faith is never that strong. Is it the reason why these are happening to me now? Oh please help me, and help me quick!
I gave up keeping grudges for people. It was not their fault, maybe. What else should I do then? Crawl on my knees and beg you please listen to me? Sorry. I am so sorry. I know I am not making any sense here. If only I could really write how I feel right now and make people feel and understand me now, oh God, I would want to.
Okay. I was from the interview and it didn't turn out the way I was begging it to be. I really did everything. I really did. Now I feel so sorry for having bad record. Thanks to those bad people of InfoNXX. Nice having you in my life. If you really wished to destroy me, take my congratulations, you are doing so good. I am so miserable now. Completely limited. Couldn't do anything.
I thought I just lost my last resort. God if You are still listening to me now, please help me quick or take me. I am so sorry. I don't know what I am saying.
It had been over a week I was eating anchovies, and sometimes missing meals. Because there was nothing to eat. I didn't want to write everything here before because I was worrying about people reading this. Now, I don't really give a care. I really have to tell it all, this way, I hope, I could feel somehow a little bit relaxed.
This week has been so difficult for me. I was having many bad dreams, that mostly happened when I was awake. The problem here was my being desperate and useless. I was losing people and hope to turn to. Why it is happening? I really need a good explanation for this. I am so tired of seeking for help, walking here and going there! Hoping more and losing much more!
In the midst of this desperation, I want to thank Jeremy, my new friend, for being so trusting and supportive through it all. When I left the house today for my final interview, there were many people who were hoping the best for me. I kissed Psyche for some good luck. I touched a bit Mama and Papa for some support. I was all by myself. I was so afraid. It was like a do-or-die thing. I don't want to die yet, I have a family to support. But my faith is never that strong. Is it the reason why these are happening to me now? Oh please help me, and help me quick!
I gave up keeping grudges for people. It was not their fault, maybe. What else should I do then? Crawl on my knees and beg you please listen to me? Sorry. I am so sorry. I know I am not making any sense here. If only I could really write how I feel right now and make people feel and understand me now, oh God, I would want to.
Okay. I was from the interview and it didn't turn out the way I was begging it to be. I really did everything. I really did. Now I feel so sorry for having bad record. Thanks to those bad people of InfoNXX. Nice having you in my life. If you really wished to destroy me, take my congratulations, you are doing so good. I am so miserable now. Completely limited. Couldn't do anything.
I thought I just lost my last resort. God if You are still listening to me now, please help me quick or take me. I am so sorry. I don't know what I am saying.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
God Inspired Me Again
My Application
Last Wednesday was a scary day. It was because that was the day I would try my last resort. It was scary because I didn't know what would happen next. Or what would I do after my fear had materialized. Oh God, I honestly don't know...
I had so many what-ifs in mind. But there was no turning back. I had to do it. As the saying goes, No guts, No glory. So I went there. I was very nervous. My heart was aching already. I couldn't contain the excitement, fear, nervousness, hope, all together at the same time. The place was nice and new. The area smelled like paint. There were not much people who were applying that day. I seated next to a nice African-Asian girl. I didn't get her name, though. I tried chatting with her. Hoping that I could get some information for my 'future' research study about call centers. Then I was called. I took the first step of the application which was about merely filling up the on-line application. Then there was the initial interview. It was very short, and I thought it was a good sign. After the girl who was interviewing me found out that I came from TeleTech-Lipa, she said, "I have no other questions." Just that.
The next thing was the test over the phone. I hated that part. I didn't like talking to machines. But it went fine. Then I took up the computer test. I had headache right after taking the test. I waited some more, along with the other applicants. Until we were called to inform us that we all didn't pass the computer test. I was like, Arg! Some of the smart-looking applicants couldn't hide the disappointment in their faces. The HR guy told us that they had to do some checking and they would give us a call by the next day in the afternoon. I was hurting inside. I was thinking my fear had already materialized. I didn't know how to respond to it. So I went home.
The Accident
I discovered something about myself. It was that I couldn't control my nervousness. When I got so tensed over something, I couldn't stay in one place. I had to go out and walk. I didn't know why but it felt that way.
I had a quick chance to check my e-mail, hoping for something positive and beautiful from there would help me feel revived. Janette Toral left a message for me. It was nice. I thought that was all I needed to end my day. Then I received a message from Zaldy, inviting me out for his birthday. I thought it was a good idea.
I sent him a text message saying that I was wearing only a black Sando. That time I was already home. I was waiting for his reply. There was none. So I went to our meeting place in 7-11 in Halang. There he said wearing Sandos was not allowed in Kalsada. I said I couldn't go back home. So I ended up borrowing a T-shirt from Jose. While I was waiting for Sarah, Jose's younger sister, for my T-shirt, there was a vehicular accident happened just three meters away from me! I was standing on the opposite side of the road. I didn't actually see how it happened because I was looking the other way. I just heard a loud noise then people started to panic. A jeepney had hit a motor. The lady and the man I presumed who were riding the motor were motionless on the ground. I hoped they were not dead. The people caught the young driver when he tried to run away.
The feeling was so weird. It was scary. I felt a chill up my spine, thinking how vulnerable were we humans. And life was so short, I realized.
Then Sarah came with a white Polo. Arg.
With Zaldy in Kalsada
It was my first time in Kalsada. It was a comedy bar in Mayapa. It was so loud inside. I couldn't even hear my own voice. We just watched people sing their heartbreaks on stage while drinking four bottles of San Mig Light. We had Sisig and Grilled Porkchop for pulutan. It was fun, somehow. I didn't like the jokes. The place was a bit bastos din kasi. I just had to pretend that I didn't hear them. All in all, it was fun. I got drunk. Arg, but still in full control of myself. Before we went home, Zaldy bought us a breakfast meal in Halang. I really needed something for my churning stomach. I remembered I never had my lunch and dinner yet that time. It was good and I was thankful to Zaldy for helping me lose my Ginger feeling.
God Had Inspired Me Again
Yesterday I was listening to Love Radio with my earphones when a call came in. It was from (secret) regarding my application the previous day. The call was two hours earlier than the time they had told us. I was expecting that they would tell me to re-take my computer exam. And that was not what they told me. They gave me my schedule for my final interview on August 15 at 12:15PM. Wow, I was very happy about that even though it didn't promise me a JO (Job Offer) at all. At least there was a chance for it. God, help me please...
And Today...
Today I am missing my friends so much, especially eightmiles.
And thanks to my new friend Jeremy Marfori.
Last Wednesday was a scary day. It was because that was the day I would try my last resort. It was scary because I didn't know what would happen next. Or what would I do after my fear had materialized. Oh God, I honestly don't know...
I had so many what-ifs in mind. But there was no turning back. I had to do it. As the saying goes, No guts, No glory. So I went there. I was very nervous. My heart was aching already. I couldn't contain the excitement, fear, nervousness, hope, all together at the same time. The place was nice and new. The area smelled like paint. There were not much people who were applying that day. I seated next to a nice African-Asian girl. I didn't get her name, though. I tried chatting with her. Hoping that I could get some information for my 'future' research study about call centers. Then I was called. I took the first step of the application which was about merely filling up the on-line application. Then there was the initial interview. It was very short, and I thought it was a good sign. After the girl who was interviewing me found out that I came from TeleTech-Lipa, she said, "I have no other questions." Just that.
The next thing was the test over the phone. I hated that part. I didn't like talking to machines. But it went fine. Then I took up the computer test. I had headache right after taking the test. I waited some more, along with the other applicants. Until we were called to inform us that we all didn't pass the computer test. I was like, Arg! Some of the smart-looking applicants couldn't hide the disappointment in their faces. The HR guy told us that they had to do some checking and they would give us a call by the next day in the afternoon. I was hurting inside. I was thinking my fear had already materialized. I didn't know how to respond to it. So I went home.
The Accident
I discovered something about myself. It was that I couldn't control my nervousness. When I got so tensed over something, I couldn't stay in one place. I had to go out and walk. I didn't know why but it felt that way.
I had a quick chance to check my e-mail, hoping for something positive and beautiful from there would help me feel revived. Janette Toral left a message for me. It was nice. I thought that was all I needed to end my day. Then I received a message from Zaldy, inviting me out for his birthday. I thought it was a good idea.
I sent him a text message saying that I was wearing only a black Sando. That time I was already home. I was waiting for his reply. There was none. So I went to our meeting place in 7-11 in Halang. There he said wearing Sandos was not allowed in Kalsada. I said I couldn't go back home. So I ended up borrowing a T-shirt from Jose. While I was waiting for Sarah, Jose's younger sister, for my T-shirt, there was a vehicular accident happened just three meters away from me! I was standing on the opposite side of the road. I didn't actually see how it happened because I was looking the other way. I just heard a loud noise then people started to panic. A jeepney had hit a motor. The lady and the man I presumed who were riding the motor were motionless on the ground. I hoped they were not dead. The people caught the young driver when he tried to run away.
The feeling was so weird. It was scary. I felt a chill up my spine, thinking how vulnerable were we humans. And life was so short, I realized.
Then Sarah came with a white Polo. Arg.
With Zaldy in Kalsada
It was my first time in Kalsada. It was a comedy bar in Mayapa. It was so loud inside. I couldn't even hear my own voice. We just watched people sing their heartbreaks on stage while drinking four bottles of San Mig Light. We had Sisig and Grilled Porkchop for pulutan. It was fun, somehow. I didn't like the jokes. The place was a bit bastos din kasi. I just had to pretend that I didn't hear them. All in all, it was fun. I got drunk. Arg, but still in full control of myself. Before we went home, Zaldy bought us a breakfast meal in Halang. I really needed something for my churning stomach. I remembered I never had my lunch and dinner yet that time. It was good and I was thankful to Zaldy for helping me lose my Ginger feeling.
God Had Inspired Me Again
Yesterday I was listening to Love Radio with my earphones when a call came in. It was from (secret) regarding my application the previous day. The call was two hours earlier than the time they had told us. I was expecting that they would tell me to re-take my computer exam. And that was not what they told me. They gave me my schedule for my final interview on August 15 at 12:15PM. Wow, I was very happy about that even though it didn't promise me a JO (Job Offer) at all. At least there was a chance for it. God, help me please...
And Today...
Today I am missing my friends so much, especially eightmiles.
And thanks to my new friend Jeremy Marfori.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Just What I Did Today
I am happy that I have already finished and submitted my proposal to Janette Toral. I am starting to miss my family as well. I'll be seeing them tomorrow. Next thing that will keep me busy starting tomorrow is to pursue my application with my old home.
This morning until in the early afternoon, I was left alone typing in front of the computer. I felt like an addict to the internet already. I didn't watch TV today. Perhaps I was just taking all the advantages of having a free access to the internet here in Tita Sol's.
While home alone, there were couple of phone calls I had to answer. Funny thing was that I was so nervous in answering each call! I don't know why I was acting stupid everytime I picked the phone, considering my previous job was about answering inquiries over the phone!
I also had a chance to chat with Jerlie and Gracia at the same time. It was fun. I wish I could do this more often for free.
I also just started writing at mylot (myLot User Profile). I was overwhelmed with so many beautiful reactions to my Discussion about Getting Inspired With Nothing-ness. It is really good that people are noticing your articles. And saying good stuffs on them.
If you are interested in creating an account at mylot, click here and sign up for free. ^.^
This morning until in the early afternoon, I was left alone typing in front of the computer. I felt like an addict to the internet already. I didn't watch TV today. Perhaps I was just taking all the advantages of having a free access to the internet here in Tita Sol's.
While home alone, there were couple of phone calls I had to answer. Funny thing was that I was so nervous in answering each call! I don't know why I was acting stupid everytime I picked the phone, considering my previous job was about answering inquiries over the phone!
I also had a chance to chat with Jerlie and Gracia at the same time. It was fun. I wish I could do this more often for free.
I also just started writing at mylot (myLot User Profile). I was overwhelmed with so many beautiful reactions to my Discussion about Getting Inspired With Nothing-ness. It is really good that people are noticing your articles. And saying good stuffs on them.
If you are interested in creating an account at mylot, click here and sign up for free. ^.^
Sunday, August 3, 2008
What Zeik Nan Means
It is not that I am getting addicted to knowing the meaning of my name, or of my other names, I just like comparing them. See what I just found out. ^.^
You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.
You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.
But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.
You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.
(Find out what your name means by clicking the title of this post. Enjoy!)
You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.
You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.
But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.
You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.
(Find out what your name means by clicking the title of this post. Enjoy!)
What Fernand Yim Means
| You are loving, compassionate, and ruled by your feelings. You are able to be a foundation for other people... but you still know how to have fun. Sometimes your emotions weigh you down, but you generally feel free from them. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality. You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in. You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising. You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated. You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want. You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way! |
(Find out what your name means by clicking the title of this post. Enjoy!)
Saturday, August 2, 2008
God Has Given Psyche
There are so many things I realized that I couldn't put here. They are so terribly P-A-I-N-F-U-L. So I just keep them here, in the silence of my heart. Sometimes I wish in just a blink of my eye, life finally changed into better things. But reality bites like mosquitoes in the middle of unforgotten forest, it is super irritating. And then again, when I come home, see Psyche, kiss her soft cheek, sing with her, put her in my arms, my heart overflows with revived faith and hope. Thanks to God.
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I know I can do this because the Lord is my Shepherd.
Memories With Verbal Advantage
| It was funny finding this twenty-one-month-old message I sent to Kyle. I was so naive back then. --- On Mon, 11/13/06, fernand agor <zeik_nan337@yahoo.com> wrote: From: fernand agor <zeik_nan337@yahoo.com> |
Horror With It!
Yesterday I was writing a new post while checking my Friendster account at the same time. I was doing it in my favorite computer shop near Letran in Calamba. Before my time was up, there had been some technical problem with the connection. Everyone in the computer shop was complaining that they could not sign out from their Friendster accounts, etc. That was also my problem. I had not signed out yet from my Friendster account and from Blogger. I remembered the horror stories I heard about people who invaded your open accounts and changed everything in there.
But like everyone elese in there, I was confident to leave the shop after the owner promised to us that he would do the unfinished businesses we had left there right after the connection was back.
And today in the afternoon, I went to Ramon because it is his birthday. I also had a chance to have free access to internet at the courtesy of his humble laptop. Only to find out the horror of my cyber-life had materialized just overnight! My Friendster account was ruined by whoever-he-was-who-owed-me-an-uppercut! The background had been changed. The shoutout, my name, my address, almost everything about me. There had been some offensive information that I had to erase right away. Good thing I still have the access to it, and the pictures were still there. Thank God.
I couldn't conrol myself that, even if I tried really hard not to, I kept cursing that person. I felt bad that someone did that to me. My privacy had been intruded. The potential damage was serious. So fortunately we were able to fix it right away. Then I remebered my Blogspot account. Oh no, please not those ones! God was so good that nothing bad happened with my blogs.
I had Ramon cut my hair. We were talking about it. Then I realized many things. I also learned to forgive and let it go. It was not easy but that was the best thing to do. Besides there had been no permanent damages. It had been fixed. There, I should be thankful about it.
But like everyone elese in there, I was confident to leave the shop after the owner promised to us that he would do the unfinished businesses we had left there right after the connection was back.
And today in the afternoon, I went to Ramon because it is his birthday. I also had a chance to have free access to internet at the courtesy of his humble laptop. Only to find out the horror of my cyber-life had materialized just overnight! My Friendster account was ruined by whoever-he-was-who-owed-me-an-uppercut! The background had been changed. The shoutout, my name, my address, almost everything about me. There had been some offensive information that I had to erase right away. Good thing I still have the access to it, and the pictures were still there. Thank God.
I couldn't conrol myself that, even if I tried really hard not to, I kept cursing that person. I felt bad that someone did that to me. My privacy had been intruded. The potential damage was serious. So fortunately we were able to fix it right away. Then I remebered my Blogspot account. Oh no, please not those ones! God was so good that nothing bad happened with my blogs.
I had Ramon cut my hair. We were talking about it. Then I realized many things. I also learned to forgive and let it go. It was not easy but that was the best thing to do. Besides there had been no permanent damages. It had been fixed. There, I should be thankful about it.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Weird And Nothing
Finally I have contacts with Kyle Gianan. He was my trainer in Verbal Advantage Solutions in 2006. I didn't know that time that he is actually a rapper (He is also known as KrazyKyle.) and famous on that craft. It is going two years now since my graduation with them. I couldn't even remember from which batch I was in. It was a happy experience and I did learn a lot from them. I am a bit excited to see them again. I have a feeling that they are willing to help me with my research study. Oooohh, time is always my enemy, second to Fate.
Last night I was watching 24 Oras. There was a a feature news about networking sites and Janette Toral was interviewed by Tina Panganiban-Perez. I was so excited about it. I was like, "That's my boss! That's Janette Toral!". My siblings and Mama were giving me a funny look. I just laughed and told them I was just happy about it. Weird, I know. That is me, weird. Then, in just less than a minute, I received a text message from Ramon, telling me Janette was on the news. I was like, I know! Now, that was weird, did I just say that? Now that was...arg, here I go again-weird. (To read more about the interview with Janette Toral by GMA7, click here^.^)
I am still in the process of getting the data I need for the study. Buhay, it is not easy! Looking at my life now, it is still plain. But I am still holding on. Faith is growing bigger now. I know it. It is in my heart. I am doing just fine. Sometimes when I say these things, it feels like I have to say these over and over again like there is a need for me to tell these to myself, hoping I would believe them. And I believe them. I believe in it. I believe in my faith. I know I am believing. Yes I am a believer. I know it is true. Yes I do.
I noticed eightmiles is quiet these past days. Hope they are doing fine. Aside from writing, I am doing so much thinking...again. I think early in the morning, like before I open my eyes. I think while watching morning shows on TV. I think while writing my draft. I think while I eat. I think while I go to Lola's store. I think while reading my books. I think while texting my friends, hoping they will reply. I think before I go to sleep. I think while I am sleeping. I think so much.
And what am I thinking? Dunno, nothing. Weird, right? How could you think nothing? Am I so gifted that I can think of nothing? What could it be there in nothing that I am thinking about? Arg, it is confusing, right? I am thinking about nothing? Yeah, that is weird. That is me. Weird. Oops, is there a pattern going on here? Now that is really weird. Oh no, have to leave it here now. Because I am...weird.
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