an access to home.
Posted by inoj at 02:35 PM on September 7, 2005.
I just bumped into my friend/schoolmate/churchmate in YM, who I haven't talked with for a while. For the longest time, since 2nd year college and all through my bumhood last year, our youth leader has been requesting me to build our church's website. Or at least, our Youth group's website. But for the longest time, too, I've been putting it off. I wanted to do it, I really did. But it's just not that nice when you're not in the mood. And when you're feeling the pressure to please a congregation of more than 700..
So, I left Bacolod last January, with a barely finished layout for the Youth, and a disappointed Youth leader. (heehee! bad!)
Thankfully, my churchmate, who's working-and-is-supposed-to-be-busy, was patient enough to work on not just our Youth group's website, but of the whole church! Yey!
So catch a glimpse of what my home church is like.. click
here. If you look a little closer at the pictures in the
Gallery section, you won't see me, but you'll see my mom in one of those
child-like grown-ups in yellow shirts!
And if you click on the
Magnification link, you'll see the ministry I used to belong to for almost 3 years (and with the picture of our
ever-pa-cute P&W Director!), and if you go
here, you'll see the ministry in which I used to be part of the leadership team.
Used to. Used to.
I don't know if it's a good thing that I'm viewing this site right now, coz i'm starting to feel a terrible pang of homesickness. I'm imagining the things that i've missed back home, and I realize how differently I'm living right now. I'm not saying that it's worse. But it's different. And it's weird. I've been away from home for almost 9 months now, but every day i'm still undergoing the process of getting used to life so much different from how life was before. A part of me (especially the child in me longing for the care of a mom), is fighting back the tears as nostalgia is gradually creeping into my system, while another part of me (the trying-hard-to-be-mature-in-all-these part of me) is tirelessly convincing the other to feel otherwise, but to no long-lasting avail.
Hay. it's hard. but it's (still) a challenge I'm hoping to triumph over.
So, do you wanna be in my shoes?
I don't think so. heehee. But there's one thing to be thankful for though... my brother is coming to visit next week! Yey! At least I have something to look forward to. But, argh, i have to start to
try to lose some weight now. I can already imagine my brother laughing at my face! hehe.
Hey, I know what you're thinking... I just composed a new blog entry! Yahooo!
all work and no play makes a dull person an even duller person.
Posted by inoj at 05:19 PM on September 15, 2005.
Ever tried juggling two jobs at one time? i have. and i tell you, it ain't an easy thing to do, though, initially, the idea sounded a lot more exciting that it actually is.
I have submitted my resignation at my first job
there -- and now, I'm starting a new one, facing another transition and taking on new sets of challenges,
here. I am not yet officially resigned
there, so I am trying to attend to both jobs everyday as I'm required to. Imagine the distress I'm in.
Irony #1: Last year, I had a potential job at a Call Center here in Ortigas. But after I
mysteriously disappeared and repeatedly refused to pursue a career in that industry, I swore not to work in Ortigas again, but to concentrate on looking for jobs in Makati City instead. Why? Well, for one, Makati is more accessible, in my opinion, and since I've stayed there for a period of time, I know Makati a lot better than I know any other city in Metro Manila. So when I search for jobs in Jobstreet, JobsDB or even in the Manila Bulletin paper, I only apply for jobs located in Makati. Other than that, I consider all other job posting as a waste of good 'net or newspaper space.
But look where I am now. I'm right where I started! It's like I'm destined to work in this place from the beginning. I avoided it too much that I steered the wheel right back at it. I was only trying to push the
Makati dream too hard and I just forced the issue with much exaggeration. But I now realize, it isn't bad naman. Ortigas is even nearer from where I'm currently staying. Commuting was even made easier. Heehee.
Irony #2: Since the year I've first known
her, we've been ranting about how we needed more time to talk and bond. And if you could just read our exchange of e-mails since 2003 (but which you could
never do), you'll learn about our foolishness and
common-ness with which we have lost count na, and how we feel we're deprived of ways to share our thoughts other than the usual lengthy e-mails we send each other.
But now, to my big surprise, I see her everyday! And I'm seated right beside her pa! How cool is that?
Strangely though, we don't seem to talk that much as we're both soaked on the tasks we need to do individually.
Surfing and chatting included.
So here I am, all tired from the 2 jobs I try to juggle. We're talking about dark bags under the eyes, and a terribly aching back. I only sleep for 4.5hrs/day, max. I'm suffering the consequences of what I chose to do. And it won't end soon, not for another 2 weeks. But I've also acknowledged every good thing that will come out of it.
I am definitely gonna miss my soon-to-be former work, workplace, and colleagues
there. For a first job, it wasn't so bad. I was blessed far more than I expected. And even if I won't be working there anymore, I will be holding on to the most prominent remnant of my first job, I'm holding on to
something very special -- literally.
Hehe.
New Albany-Traditional Team (Accenture-Project Alpha)
I'm a dull person even made duller. Yehey!
To Riz: Officemates tayo? Cool! Apir. Hehe. O, cool naman yung job ah? Oist, thank you sa help mo. Galaw-galaw naman! 
wasted.
Posted by inoj at 10:07 PM on September 21, 2005.
Coffee.
4 hours of sleep.
Coffee.
1 meal/day.
Coffee.
Piles of work to do.
Coffee.
Requirements to attend to.
Coffee.
Deadlines and ETA's.
Coffee.
Stinging eyes. Throbbing head. Aching back. Dripping nose. Caffeine-intoxicated. Blurry vision.
~ ~ ~
I wish I were just exaggerating.
9 days left. Then I'll feel better.
just for now.
Posted by inoj at 09:54 PM on September 28, 2005.
Come December'05, my old template would have been utilized for a year. I know it's already so nakakaumay (for lack of better term), that even I cringe in disgust every time I access it. hehe. So for now, I'm using this template I've downloaded somewhere. I know it is so unoriginal of me to be using someone else's ready-made skin, but hey, at least it's a new look! And it's no longer an eye-sore!
FYI, I am a Visual kind of person (refer to Psych 101). I understand things better when I see them. (For instance, if you're teaching me something new, I'd rather you show me how's it done yourself, than just instructing me audibly or giving me a list to follow) So in connection to weblogs, I easily get attracted to templates that are simple yet catching to the eyes, and I get tired seeing the same old thing over and over again. So it goes without saying that I'm referring to my previous overused template. Hehe.
I wish I could be able to create new templates again. I've stopped doing that ever since, well, I had no access to a personal computer. It would be a good pastime and therapy for me. So, the one big thing in my wish list for the next few years is, ta-dah! A personal computer!
Oh well. It doesn't hurt to dream, does it? So while I'm on the dreaming state, let me dream some more...
I dream for a new latest celfone.
I dream for an iPod.
I dream for my Toyota Rav4.
I dream for my own house & lot, and another one for my parents.
I dream for that one miracle I am asking right now to happen. If not now, then someday.
Too much? Didn't I say I was just dreaming? hehe.
So... to summarize this blog entry, I plagiarized (Haha! Hardly. It was a free blogskin! And I didn't declare ownership!), and I'm dreaming of a lot of things.
Go figure. I need therapy.