Unwritten

I stayed up until 3 AM last night reading and editing all the posts below that I imported from my Blogger account for the sake of making this Multiply profile have more content. The previous post was more than a year old. It was published few days before I left Zamboanga City. When I arrived in Manila, I never found the time or gusto (if there is time) to blog until now. I've removed blogging from my priority list considering all the stress for being a new kid in the metro and stress from my first job, which happens to be one of the most stressful jobs in the world – customer service - and for credit cardholders at that!


Rereading my previous blogs was entertaining. Not only do they show how immature sometimes I can get, it also brings back memories of college life with all its comfort – financial dependence on Dad, very light schedule, time for recreation and friends, safety of home… It just shows that I’m in a different situation now. Tiene gane yo sueldo pero iyo todo gasta to sustain myself. I spend eight hours (or even more if required) a day at work. I come home exhausted, so nothing else to do but rest or sleep as soon as possible. People around me are new so I have to socialize. And socialization is not exactly my forte. It’s harder now that I’m in a new workplace, though I already made some friends there. I did have close friendship with my teammates from my previous company. It broke my heart when I had to resign just because the call center is not for me. I just miss working with them because we still meet for movies, sometimes videoke, and especially si ta come apuera.


This past year was tiring. Hence there was no time for blogs. There were however somehow interesting events that have happened while I was still starting out here. There was fire, water, air and earth. Now I feel the urge to revive this blog and chronicle small hours of life, however mundane they would be. Just as I recollected the events I have already written, I can look back at the things yet to happen and how they would have changed me.


I shall start with Fire in my next post.



P.S. My Multiply website is not an altar for worshipping the Deadly Vices. I just want to point out that though human beings have the capacity (and encouraged) to be morally upright, we are cursed to err. There are no living saints. So don’t point your dirty finger at anyone. God knows where you’ve stuck it in.