ABOUT MY LAYOUT

I can still vividly remember the time when I and my friends would bring sticks in school to be used as our wand. We would imitate Harry, Ron and Hermione as they cast Wingardium Leviosa, Lumos, Perfektus Totalus etc. We were so addicted with HARRY POTER series that everything we own was harry potter-inspired; bags, folders, notebooks, pins.

There were times that we would all gather and criticize Rowling and her work.

When christmas party came, theme and codes used were still connected with Harry's life in Hogwarts. Even the name of our junior team during the intramural competition was from Harry's broomsticks, THE FIREBOLT. During the J.s. Prom, HARRY POTTER ADDICTS title was handed down to me and my friends.

How I love Harry Potter and Rowling!

Until now, I haven't outgrown the mania yet. My friendster and blog layouts are still the face of Daniel Radcliffe. Even with my accounts, I use Harry Potter jargons for my passwords.

Where are you?

Babala: This is not a poem. Ganyan lang talaga siguro ako magsulat pag emotional.

You made me hope for more time to spend together.......
....more stories to share....
You even told me to be one of your next child's godparent

We started as aquaintances and developed a friendship.
You told me your daily encounters of life's complexities
and I was there to extend a friendly care.

When we dared ourselves, we both passed and failed.
When we're in dilemma, we joined forces to make wise decisions.

But now, where are you?
Why did you do that to me?

Hanggang diyan na lang talaga dapat ang post kaso, nang binasa ko, parang ang hirap intidihin at gusto ko rin siyang protektahan kahit ginawa niya sakin yon. Kaya ikekwento ko na lang kahit ayaw ko sana kasi siguradong masasabon ako ng bonggang bongga ni...itago na lang natin siya sa pangalang azul.
Ganito kasi yan, may naging friend ako na sobrang "minahal"? (sori wala na akong mahanap na term, alam niyo naman, mahina ang i.q. ko sa tagalog) at pinagkatiwalaan ko kahit konting panahon lang ang pinagsamahan namin. Babae siya just to make things clear. Then, dumating sa point na nagkaemergency daw at kailangan niya ng pera kaya to the rescue kagad ako at nagpa money transfer pa talaga. And after that, wala nang text, tawag or even comment sa friendster.
Sayang talaga ang inaasahan kong friendship. Marami naman akong friends pero ginusto ko lang naman madagdagan ng kasing bait niya. Sori na lang talaga ako.......

kumusta ako?

1. eto, di na masyadong nakakapagblog
2. di na masyadong nakakavisit sa mga favorite blogsites
3. di na nakakagawa ng mga itina "tag". next time na lng po.
4. busy para sa bagong work
5. di masyadong nakakapagcomment sa mga kablog
6. at higit sa lahat, nagtitipid

Isang Payak na Rebelasyon

At sa kadahilanang napansin ko sa nga nagcomment sa latest post ko na mas marami ang hindi nahulaan yung pangalan ko, irereveal ko na lang. APRIL MAY talaga ang name ko. O di ba? Ikaw ba naman ang may ganyang pangalan. *peace sa aking minamahal na ama't ina*.

Why I was Named After the Summer Months........

......is I don't Know

I have attended a lot of interviews from high school until my latest job (entrance, scholarship, admission, aptitude , application )yet, I don't remember I have given my interviewers a decent answer about the origin of my name. Sometimes, I would web a story to make it sound a bit interesting but I would fail at the end (well, I'm not an expert of telling lies). There are times that I would be honest that I really don't know. But the fact is, everytime I ask my parents about it, they, themselves couldn't provide a good reason. It has nothing to do with my birthday nor my parents' birthday combination. I was born in October and they were born in December and March.

Another thing is, my siblings' names originated from my parents' name. The eldest and the second eldest names were derived from my father's nickname, Karlo. They are Karlo Paul and Karl Jeffree,respectively. While, my ate's name, Azelle Marie is the english version of my mother's name which is Maria Azela. And the youngest, Angel Franz's name was from my father's given name, Francisco.

So the BIG question is--------HOW ABOUT MY NAME?

My bestfriend, April would always laugh about my name because according to her,unlike her I don't have a right to be called by my name.

(the idea of writing this came from jeremiah's blog...thanks to him)

FEB 14-LOVELESS....AT JOBLESS?

I still can't get over the resignation topic.

SA Feb. 14 na effectivity ng resignation ko. And I dont give it a bit of damn if I'm loveless on that very day. I've been celebrating the valentine's day with friends and only with friends and I'm used to it. But what makes me want to freak out is di pa rin tumatawag ang company na paglilipatan ko kung kelan nga ba starting date ko. Nagmadali akong magresign sa company ko ngayon kasi nga I was so confident with this company. It's one of the top 5 call centers in the Philippines. With that fact, syempre naniwala ako sa sinabi ng HR officer na tatawagan ako the week after I passed the screening process for the schedule of Orientation Program. But for Pete's sake, it's been a month. I've been doing a follow up about my status pero ang sinasabi ay within this month na daw talaga promise nila.

haay.....

Resignation Blues

Nostalgia is saying "hi".

Parting time is not yet coming but I can already imagine how I will miss my colleagues/friends and the company itself. And, I don't know how to spend the 10 remaining days in such a way that it will be well-consummated.

Taking a little backtrack, my stay has been a good one. I made true friends with the two persons who showed care and concern to me not to mention the fun they bring everyday as we all combat the pressure of our job.

Being foreign to the place, a bit to the culture and a bit to the language, I was in need of some guidance and they were there to extend me one. Thanks to Je and Jo. Thanks for sharing the laughters and ideas and for everything. There will be no way my heart stops remembering them.

I smiled.
I laughed.
I learned.
I cried.
I got mad.
I violated some minor rules.
I showed my childish side.
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WHAT A WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE!

As I go, I'll bring the helpful ideas and lessons I bequeathed from them as well as the reminders.

TAGALOG NAMAN.......

I've been here in manila for 7 months na pero hesitant pa rin akong magsalita ng tagalog sa hindi ko masyadong kaclose.

I never thought the feeling would be like this nung nasa Iloilo pa ako. Akala ko madali lang kasi nga we are equipped with different kinds of media naman; telivision, radio, newspaper, books, magazines, cinema etc. kung saan matututo ka ng tagalog.

At oo, makakapagsalita nga kami ng diretso kaya lang pag nahaluan na ng maga factors like hiya dahil sa strong visayan accent na pinupuna kaagad ng mga native speakers, pag-iisip ng pinakatumpak na translation at kung anu ano pa ay nagiging katawa tawa.

Nakakastress talaga magsalita ng lenggwaheng di mo nakasanayan. Madalas, hinihingal ako. Buti na lang call center ang napili ng puso kong pasukan.

May mga kahihiyan na rin akong inabot dahil sa maling paggamit ng term. Kaya, pag gusto kong makipag-usap, iniisip ko muna ng mabuti ang mga bibitawan kong salita.

May mga nag-aakalang silent type ako. Ang hindi nila alam ayoko lang talagang magsalita pag ang crowd ay di ko mga kaclose.

Kaya tinatry ko ngayong magtagalog para kahit sa pagsusulat ay mapraktis ko. Sana walang may matatawa pag may nakita kayong mali. Ang tagal tagal kong natapos to. Paki correct na lang pag may nakitang mali.

repost of "WRITTEN BY A GUY"

This has been reposted in different blogsites. And since I also find this cute, I decided to make this as my post for the day.

It begins here.........

We don’t care if you’re friends with other guys.
But when you’re sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.
It doesn’t help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we’re still there.
We don’t care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can’t wait till the morning.
Also, when we tell you you’re pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.
Don’t tell us we’re wrong.
We’ll stop trying to convince you.
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.
Don’t be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood im in.
Let us pay for you!
Don’t “feel bad”
We enjoy doing it.
It’s expected.
Smile and say “thank you.”
Kiss us when no one’s watching.
If you kiss us when you know somebody’s looking, we’ll be more impressed.
You don’t have to get dressed up for us.
If we’re going out with you in the first place, you don’t have to feel the need to
wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for who you are and not what you are.
honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she’s just in her pj’s. or my
shirt and boxers, not all dolled up
Don’t take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don’t get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
“Don’t talk about how hott Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us”.
It’s boring, and we don’t care. You have friends for that.
Whatever happened to the word “handsome”/”beautiful”?
I’d be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me
with “Hey handsome!” instead of “Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy” or whatever else you can think of.
on the other hand I’m not saying I wouldn’t like it ether
Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren’t being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change. ditch his sorry ASS, he’s a disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect
Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you’re at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
Someone who will stop what they’re doing just to look you in the eyes….and say “i love you” ..and actually mean it.
Give the nice guys a chance
Guys repost this if you agree
Girls repost this if you think it’s cute
Every Guy who isn’t a jerk will agree with this, so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this
*Holding Hands
Girls :If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.
Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.
*Cuddling
Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you’re cold
Guys : Automatically move closer to her.
*Movies
Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder
Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.
*Loving each other
Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her
too… And mean it.
*Laying below the stars
Girls : When you’re both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat
Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.

TAX ISSUE AGAIN...................

I don't want to leave with bitterness in my heart.

Yesterday, my colleagues and I talked about those people who got bitterness upon leaving the companies they worked for. I was asked if I have. I paused to think if there is but I ended up with no answer. I can't think of a reason to be bitter.

BUT........

This afternoon, we received our pay slip and I was shocked to know that I was the only one who
didn't receive a tax refund plus the deduction for tax is questionable.

I lost my appetite to eat my supposedly-palatable fried chicken and vegetable side dish.

After eating, I called the accounting officer and asked for explanations. She tried to explain but those were trash explanations. She couldn't justify it. For that, she told me to talk to the HR Manager tomorrow because she can't answer my questions.

GOOD LUCK TO ME!

It's my turn to say goodbye.....

Now, it's my turn to say goodbye.

I dropped by the internet cafe this morning before I go to work to make the embellished copy of my resignation letter. As I stepped on the treshold of our company, the first thing I did was I checked the addressee of my letter. Unfortunately, she's not around. She's absent for the reason I don't know.

PLAN B: I'll leave it on her table later.

SPENT-WITH-FRIENDS HOLIDAYS

At first, I couldn't imagine how to celebrate christmas and new year with no one in my family around. But it all went fine.

During christmas eve, I and my friends together with the neighbors gathered outside the apartment to share the food we each prepared. I bought banoffee-flavored ice cream. The foods were set in a round table. Aside from what I contributed, it contained roasted chicken, ham, salad, pansit, spaghetti, graham cake, fruits and drinks.

We let the ball rolling by greeting each other a merry christmas and it was ensued by picture taking. And ofcourse, we did not let the mouth-watering foods wait for long.

Earlier before new year's eve, since some of my friends had to go to work, we decided to have a dinner together before they leave. The four of us shared the one-whole roasted chicken.

After the dinner, a kind neighbor invited me and my friend at the same time, namesake April to sing with her using the videoke. And talking about luck, my highest score was 75. I complained and suggested to the owner to have her videoke fixed the day after which they, ofcourse, interpreted as a joke.

As 2009 came to the existence, I dialled my phone and gave my family a ring.