screw you A (as how he fondly calls himself)

THE MOST HIGH-END COCKTAIL PARTY EVAH!

And a pregnant woman organised it. :P

THE Board Meeting & Cocktail Party turned out to be excruciatingly tiring. Everyone was faking everything. I was amazed! We had 5 power interruptions. And it had to happen during the Board Meeting. On second thought, it would be much worse if they occurred during the cocktails.

My encounter with the first foreign partner I ever got to meet was of him saying really fast, in a very distinct Australian accent, and in a very annoyed manner: "man you should've been here 10 minutes ago! i was promised 5 cars here 10 minutes ago!" and I was just staring at him, taken aback by 1. his accent that I was so used to hearing and how it sounded so foreign because the one speaking is being a jerk; 2. his "kasungitan" because duh "HI? HELLO? GOOD MORNING? WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"; 3. the fact that it WAS NOT MY FAULT THE CAR WAS LATE. I've been waiting for it for almost an hour too, you know!

The rest of them seem nice though. I got to meet a number of them, talked to some, laughed with a few, and harassed everyone of them! I like my relationships mutual you know.

I found myself intently listening to the interviews conducted by a local broadsheet with our top foreign officials. And I heard myself mutter "BS!" for like bazillion of times during the interview with the Philippine chairman. Haha.

Things I've learned from THE Cocktail Party:

1. Our officers are self-absorbed whores. I've always known this. The Cocktails cemented that belief.
2. I can come to work early IF I really try. Tough luck I always don't. Except for the week of the cocktails.
3. The rest of the world despise NOT being on time. Except Filipinos!
4. THE CHICK is a flirt. And she uses her "I'm so drunk" excuse to cover up for it!
5. How I miss hearing an Australian speak. "DAMANDAMA!" :P

But yeah overall, it was fun. Cocktails always are!

BUT I hope it's the last one I ever have to organise! I'm still tired as hell.

xoxo

it turns blue

I realised that one cannot be 7 months pregnant and have two jobs at the same time.

Last night, I dozed off while putting Giann to sleep. I actually slept before him! I missed all of my classes. :( I feel terribly bad about it. But I was so tired, and I am a mother more than anything else so I need to attend to Giann first. Commuting to Makati/Manila is something I'm not used to do anymore. So each and every time is super duper tiring for me. I find myself falling asleep while in transit, that even if I get ample sleep the night before!

So today I'm going to ask the Korean manager if she can change my schedule or if I can take a leave for a month. I really don't want to leave teaching. I am very much enjoying it. It is something I've been wanting to do since I was a little girl. And it makes me all warm inside every time my students call me "Teacher" and when they heed my advice (even if they're like decades older than me!) You know I've always believed there's something very noble about teaching. But I've never felt what it's like until I started teaching. The feeling of accomplishment it gives me is not the same as when I finished an important event for a company. The latter is nothing compared to hearing the enthusiasm on my students' voice each and every time we have class. I love teaching, no doubt about that. It's in my blood. But it's wearing me out. And taking so much of my precious time with Giann. It shouldn't be the case if I'm not back working for The Firm. But I am so I need to make a few adjustments. Keeping two jobs isn't working well for me - not good for Giann-time and definitely not good for the little baby inside my tummy as well.

I've no more time for anything else anymore ever since this whole thing started! I don't even know when to squeeze in my check-ups/lab tests, Giann's vaccination and paying of bills. I don't even have enough time to deposit money to the bank!

ARGH.

xoxo

wow how long has it been...

So I re-read my last entry and noticed that it has been 10 days since I last blog! The diligent office girl in me killed the super blogger!

Boo you KPMG Philippines for blocking Blogspot! :( (I know it's shameless marketing :P)

Oh. I should just update on Twitter then. :P During office hours that is.

Anyway, I really not have much to tell about my new job. I can easily sum it up in 4 words: I am swamped with work.

But weird as it may sound I am liking it. I actually have just one reason why I sometimes dislike my busy schedule...

Yeah you know it. :(

because i'm the eternal sunshine girl...

I am thankful for my job.

Because now, I have a special reason to love the weekends MORE! ;)

BUT...

IT IS SO FRIGGIN TIRING OMG!!!

There I feel much better.

P.S. PMS is not helping any.

working mum

So I am here at the office. It’s lunch time so I can surf. :P I must say I’m doing fine. Good actually. :) And I just called the maid and found out that my little boy is sleeping. I am relieved. Also, a text message from Pau (and Giann :P) helped a great deal. Thanks daddy and baby! :)

My officemates are as nice as officemates can get. We just went through the whole “lunch-together-let’s-talk-about-the-newbie” session. :P It was… relieving and refreshing in some way. I also like one of Honda’s Central HR, Ms. K is super nice! She’s also a Kulasa! Figures! :P Haha.

It feels good to be working again. Although hmm… I know I have yet to experience “real" work in a few weeks, I am not appalled. I say bring it on! ;)

P.S. I do miss Giann but I know I should not worry too much.

Love,
the working super mum

happy/sad

Tomorrow I am beginning a new life yet again. I will be part of the corporate world after missing it for more than a year. My heart hasn't been fully convinced that it is the right thing to do. I only have one reason: Giann. I know that starting tomorrow, I will miss most parts of his infancy. I will leave the house while he's sleeping and go home when he's already asleep. That routine for 5 straight days of the week. That thought alone makes me cry. I will miss giving Giann a bath and his giggles when I pour lukewarm water on his body. I will miss sleeping with him on my chest at noon. I am not very much comfortable with the fact that I will leave him to the maid. That even if it's the same maid that raised his father. Because I want to be the one who's there for him, not someone who's paid to do so. And because, Pau and Giann, although they are father-son are two different people. Very different to some extent, actually. So yeah.

I've always believed I am not made for house work. Therefore I cannot be a house wife. I don't know how I can reconcile that with the fact that I just want to stay at home for Giann. Only until after his formative stage. Then of course I want to be productive as a person. :)

But I am given this opportunity now, and I don't want to pass on it anymore. I want to raise Giann alright. And I realised that raising him also means providing for his needs, financially speaking. Of course there's Pau's mum and my ever loving and supportive parents but Giann is MY son, not theirs. Over and above anyone, he is MY responsibility. And as I've said before, one thing having Giann taught me is how to be responsible and mature.

I know Giann will be fine. I'm sure he'd be a good boy even without me to look after him most of the time. One thing that gives me hope is Mama and how she's always been a working mum but has never been less of a mother for us. If she's done (and still doing it) for more than 25 years, I know I can too. After all, she raised me. I'd like to believe I've been endowed with her strength if only a little. :P Also, I choose to believe that dad is right when he said, "mas maalagaan mo si Giann kapag may work ka na." It doesn't make perfect sense. But it does make sense. :)

I am still worried that's the truth. And I am fighting back tears as I write this. But I am mother and I am strong. :) Giann will be fine. And I know I will be too. :)

P.S. I cannot deny that I am kind of excited to work again though.

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Happy happy birthday to my most favourite and loved cousin, Kuya Kim! :)

I love you!

xoxo

a job NOT for me.

Let me just say one thing... I don't want to work for nobody's friggin government. Especially not this one's.

The only reason why I would even consider that is that the municipal hall is near home which means I'm a tricycle away from the one reason I want to get a job for. But dear god I didn't pursue masters degree to do nothing and be corrupt. I am not saying everyone who works for the government is corrupt and lazy. Maybe most of them. Plus yuck, "I work in a munisipyo." I am better than that. ;) Sorry.

So I told my mum about Pau's mum's suggestion and she was like, "eh puro mga student ko sa insert-school-here nakikita kong nagwowork dun eh!"

Your guess is as good as mine.

So thanks but no thanks. I'd rather do Marketing for a company that may not pay that big, but is decent and gives good benefits.

xoxo

and so you cannot relate. bleah.

I'm so enormously happy to have just this alone. It doesn't really matter that it will never be anything more than this. This is plenty enough.

You have that on me.

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I think I will be on blog leave for a while. Think being the Mega-Multi-Millionaire keyword here. MUST DO THESIS PROPOSAL IN 4 DAYS. MUST GIVE IT TO THE PANELISTS FIRST THING MONDAY OF NEXT WEEK. MUST DEFEND IT BEFORE JANUARY 11. *coverseyesandtakesthatonebigleapoffaith*

Hello I am Queen Procrastinator, apprentice of The Master. :P

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Oh and also, I don't think I got the Sunlife job. Then again, maybe, just maybe, it wasn't meant for me. I am still the eternal sunshine girl, refusing to be put down by life's disappointments. I'll have my moment. Soon. ;)

Love,
the-beautiful-messy-twisted-sunshine super girl!

resurrected

Someone told me that if I spend my time being afraid of writing that inevitable essay, then If I get the job, I'd spend each and every day on that job being scared. That job entails writing 5 news stories every week!

Heh. Why didn't I think of that? :P Thank you. ♥

On to writing the essay that will change the course of my life!

It's due tomorrow afternoon so I have the rest of the night to do it.

I can do it! I have to believe in myself or else, no one else will believe in me.


Love, Hugs and Kisses,

Yengpie

writer

How do you even begin to write when you know it holds half your child's future?

Man. I wish my words are as beautiful as the sunset. :( But they're plain and boring and girly. Fit for a blog, alright. But I have to write - to REALLY write. I wish I'm articulate and fluent enough.

"This-is-self-esteem-going-down-the-drain" Heh.

But yeah, I wish I'm a better writer, for the first time ever.

Oh God help me!

xoxo