Miss you like Never Before: Now on its 33rd Week!

NAKAKAIYAK!!!

It really breaks my heart to accept that only lucky people will be able to find a job where their heart belongs to... and those who are not included on the lucky list will have no choice but to look for other jobs for the sake of not being bums.

I can't believe that after four years of studying and improving my skills, I am here in front of my computer looking for job openings without joy and excitement now that I'm about to graduate this May 15, 2010. I mean, would you be happy applying for a job related to CUSTOMER SERVICES when in fact you were trained to do programs and solve application bugs? I am not saying being a call center agent sucks; its just that my heart belongs to somewhere else and working for a call center will not make me happy. But the way I see things now, I have no choice but to pick one out of thousands of call center job offers in Jobstreet! And what disgust me more is every time I try to look for something different using the keyword "IT", the search result still directs me to call fucking center shitness jobs!

I want to be RICH but in a job like that, I don't think I would be able to build my own house, buy my own car, buy DSLR Camera, buy Video cam and give my parents a church wedding! I think the only incentive that I'll be getting from my call center fucking salary is a back piece tattoo courtesy of the the greatest tattoo artist in the Philippines; whoever he is!

This now leads me to a dilemma, should I just apply as an instructor and go back to studying MIT or accept my faith as a jinx (as what my good friend Keyti tags me), working in call center industry?!

Well, I won't be complaining if in case I'll be left with no choice but to teach; but to accept calls from stupid Americans, fuck! I don't think I can handle it very well and I don't think I will be happy in a job like that, though I can still handle it...

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AYOKO NA SA KANYA

AYOKO NA RIN SA KANYA

ANG GUSTO KO SYA! :) HiHi

Ulelelelle: that's a V for Vendetta!

Sa mga kalalakihang may syota na may crush sa magandang artista; wag nyong kagalitan ang GF nyo dahil crush lang naman yun at for sure, hindi naman nila gustong mang-ULELELELEL sa crush nila diba?!

Tama ba yun Paul Song?

Because that is a V for Vendetta!

1, 2, 3, 4 Hi 5!

This is super fucking unbelievable. I can't help but to blame myself for the things that came out of proportion. Though I tried my best not to think about it, I can't help but to ask myself why the fuck am I thinking of hurting myself! I'm not suicidal but sometime, I think it would be best if I will just kill me and leave everything behind and let all the motherfucking shit load of problems die with the wind.

There is no easy way in saying goodbye because no watter what you do, nothing will ever change!

Never in my life have I thought to slashing my wrist nor hang myself to death. I may look like the biggest shit made in history of history but still, I know how to feel and how to be emo (fuck, ask google how). Have you ever felt your blood running through your veins up to your head? Or your blood to be as cold as chilled water? Well that was what I felt awhile ago. A lot of things burst out of my head and it felt like hell. It was as if you want to do something but you just can't because nothing was left inside and your hands were trembling very badly?

Good thing I have friends here who never failed to read (listen to) my sentiments. They were able to salvage another soul from descending deep down in hell. But guess what, I deleted my blog and posted my final entry there to say goodbye to my blogger friends (I kept this one on my list by the way). I deleted all my friends in facebook and made myself private in that site so my name will no longer be visible in any search engines.

Don't want to go chipping [from the root word, CHIP(s)] around, I think I'm feeling better now (no, I suddenly realize ending my life would just lead to another mistake - even Papa Jesus will agree on that) and hopefully, i'll get even better as days go by.

Tang ina, so these are all the shits that you have to go through before your birthday?

Puta, I have plenty of things to fix this time plus an application that I have to accomplish before Wednesday to catch up the deadline for submission of graduation application.

Why the fuck do I need to do this?

eLeksyon (A Documentary on May 2010 National Elections)

Self-produced by DIVISOC FEU-East Asia College 

At the film showing (March 20, 2010 @ Rm. A601):