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Don't effin' blame the chef!

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Unsolicited Comfort

In life...

the greatest handicap is FEAR.
the hardest thing to do is BEGIN.
the most useless asset is PRIDE.
the scariest thing to make is CHANGE.
the greatest mistake is GIVING UP.

Sometimes, comfort comes when you least expect it. This morning, Chris SMSed me the previous quote. Friends do have an invisible string to connect them and tell them when one needs a tap on the shoulder or a stroke o the head. I may not have seen him for a long time, but, thanks, dude! You made my day.^_^

Yesterday, I've felt the pressure and overwhelming responsibilities of my job at its peak [not to mention my agitation for my tardiness] that I reactivated my Jobstreet account and sent out three applications.

This morning, I received a call from John Clements - a headhunting firm - for my application for outbound associate for a call center in Alabang. I applied for said position for its mere location. South side represent, baby!^_^

Have I mentioned my call center aspirations have been shelved if not locked away? I have a stable profession in a corporate office and no sensible person in my shoes would trade it for sleepless nights and irate callers. But here I am, scheduled for initial screening on Saturday at 9 effin AM.

I was considering jumping ship but not THAT serious. I'm impulsive and infantile and fickle-minded and I'm terrified of leaving my comfort zone and I'm incredibly unconfident about making hasty decisions by myself. I'm pretty much contented with work now.

I may not show up at the interview because I see no sense in dragging my lazy ass on a Saturday morning, possibly with hang-over, to Makati to be screened for a position I do not really want. But Jobstreet has this new policy that non-appearance in a scheduled interview/exam shall put me in blacklist. I'm twenty; I wouldn't want to be notorious in the corporate world at the beginning of my career.

I may mess the screening up to make sure I don't get hired but that would be hard. I do not like being embarrassed and not being the best embarrasses me.

I can only wait and see and prepare myself to decline IF I do get the position.

Life was so much simpler in high school.


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*.* as if! @ 3:55:00 PM • • RBJ

 


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sleeps with butterflies ~ tori amos



Airplanes take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live?
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night?
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you the acrobat?
I won't push you unless you have a net


You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then boy


Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl, this girl

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly boy


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