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I was just scheduled for a job interview on Friday morning. And I’m scared.

Just the other day I was thinking of how my life is going to be in the future. I have to admit that I am seriously starting to enjoy staying at home and being with my family and being available to help anyone to needs help. Being free to visit DLSU and attend some prayer meetings, and all that. I’m not minding being a “bum” anymore, at least for now. Besides I still have some freelance work to finish, and I’m quite content with this.

Plus the fact that I feel like I’m looking for a job just because I want to say that I have a job and I’m earning a living and all that…I asked myself: why are you searching that way? Shouldn’t you be searching and aiming for the thing that you want to do for the rest of your life? And so I decided to do just so…because life’s too short for me to not start doing something I want to do for my life (and when I say what I want to do, I really mean what God wants me to do in my life — I believe that God’s will is indeed the deepest desires of my heart).

And then I get this call…and I’m all bothered again. I have to admit that having a job is a lovely idea, and at least I get to do something…but what if this job is not what I want to do for my life? To be honest, I have no idea with what the job being offered to me is. And I’m doing this because…well, the HR person who’s contacting us sounds really nice, and it’s kind of hard to say no to her. Okay, let’s not forget the experience of being interviewed and all is there too.

Argh. I feel really shaken because of this. I’ve already said yes, and I guess I’ll be going, but I’m just afraid. With the interview and the entire idea of actually having a job already. If I get accepted here, I might start working by August because I put that in my application (unless they say otherwise). And August is what, next week already? I’m not ready!!! Well, not yet.

BUT…who says I’m accepted already? I think I’m afraid because I’m basing it on the thoughts that I will get this job. And I haven’t yet. I’m thinking of the future all over again; I really should stop that. ONE DAY AT A TIME, TINA!

Whew. I just needed to rant that out. Back to freelance work. I’ll think of this AFTER I finish this module.

In a lot of ways, I'm just like you

Yesterday was a busy day for me and my feet are paying for all the walking I did. Late last Tuesday night, I got a call from Isla Lipana & Co, asking me to go to their office for an exam because they were considering me for a position. And because I have nothing better to do, I decided to go ahead. In the same night, I also submitted my application to other companies I’ve been meaning to apply to. Talon lang! :)

So Wednesday morning, I headed over to the shuttle service at our village’s gate to ride to Makati. It’s been a long time since I last rode there — more than a year ago. As I rode the FX, I felt kind of shaken because I realize that once I really do start working, I’d have to wake up this early to get to my office always. If it’s in Makati; I’ll be riding there, if it’s in Ortigas or somewhere else it’s a different route…but I’d be waking up that early again. I’d be going out 5 days a week to work…and you know what I really thought of? I’ll be missing most of my Disney shows in the morning. Haha, shallow, I know.

But I think it’s a good thing too…I just have to get used to it, you know? This is an uprooting and I should be thankful for it…because it would make me grow. So…bring it on, Lord!


L-R: Jasper, Chris, Toni the birthday boy, Jeka, Pauleen and me, @ Figaro, Brick Road

After a good lunch and long chat with some good friends, I headed home for Toni’s surprise at Figaro. I got to see some of my old high school friends again like Jessa and Jasper, who I haven’t seen for a long time. Toni had absolutely no idea with the surprise and it was nice to see his expression. I think the Figaro people were annoyed at our noise though. :P After finishing the cake, we went to Tiendesitas to eat again. I looked at the animals there and was sooooo in love with the big dogs they have there. ♥ And then we ate again, had some chats and then went home. It was tiring, but it was fun, and it proved that high school friends are indeed good friends…people who would be with you for a long time. We’ve changed, and but there is still a common bond there that makes us stick together, you know?

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