I finaly arrived here in Dumaguete from Cebu! And I’m running out of cash! hehehe.

I just want to update you guys on what’s going on. I arrived two days ago, went strolling down town. Also went to the Japanese Shrine (JAP Shrine) and Casaroro Falls –> my first nature trekking adventure! hehe.

It’s a Monday and my friends are still taking their classes that’s why I went to a near cafe so I could update some information. I’m surprised at the advancements cause most of the cafe’s here are running on 19-inch lcd monitors; I was thinking they’d still use those cathode ray tubes. I went to Silliman University, took pictures again, and also Boulevard.

Will be posting more pics soon! Sigh, I like the peacefulness of Dumaguete, but I need to earn some moolah, that’s why i like Cebu better.

Greetings from Casaroro Falls
Valencia, Negros Oriental

I can’t believe I packed up. My things are ready which are good for 2-3 days, four if I don’t change as often. Anyway, after four years of delaying the trip, I’m finally pushing through. I hope I won’t spend much as this isn’t really for luxury; it’s more of catching up with people.

I’m off to the place where I spent high school, and we all know what high school is. I wish we could just go off some place quiet; to satisfy the nature-tripper in me. I’m off to the city of falling leaves (actually, it’s the city of gentle people, but I prefer the falling leaves better). Dumaguete!

 One Sunday evening, I went to the office for some overtime work (yeah, yeah, pathetic me working on a day off). Anyway, Doi and I were talking about different matters until it came to a point when I asked her if she was able to save some money when she was in Bacolod for some training. She told me that it was supposed to be her plan to save; but the food in Bacolod seemed to have sprung out of nowhere. Very affordable establishments were abound that she didn’t watch her diet. Then came the topic of the chicken in Manokan Country where we ate when I visited them. My stomach was asking for some grilled chicken, so Doi asked me if I’ve ever been in Mang Inasal. As usual, I said no; so we headed off to the Mang Inasal branch in SM.

Although the taste of the chicken wasn’t as rich as I thought, the size and the unlimited rice they offered compensated for it. I was just hoping that they’d open a branch near IT Park. For sure, there’ll be a lot of employees who’ll dig in.

 
Mang Inasal, SM City Cebu

 
lights

 
water, tables

 
chicken, rice, soy sauce!

 
unlimited rice!

 
another cup, and another!

 
full

empty

I feel bad when I’m not supposed to.

We received a message from HR about somebody needing a B+ blood type donor. The qualifications fit me and I went to the person who’s niece was affected. We went to the hospital and I could see the relatives already histerical because the blood platelet dropped down; since the child was already in comatose.

I was screened before I could get my blood transfused but I didn’t pass. Not because I was positive (sheesh), but because the vein in my left arm wasn’t big enough. I was even joking at the nurse on how to make it big but she told me that it doesn’t work that way. They will be using a machine to extract and pump blood back and forth and because my left arm’s vein wasn’t as visible as that of my right arm, I was left in dismay.

I told it to the person and they just thanked me for trying. But deep inside I felt bad. I know I shouldn’t because it’s not my fault. It’s just that the condition was already critical and I really wanted to do something good but I never was able to.

It’s sad that you feel helpless just because of a stupid vein. I should’ve asked for a second opinion just to be sure if the nurse’s judgment would coincide or not. But I guess I shouldn’t complain much; as if I’m a medical person.

Tap, tap, tap. Eyes on the monitor, fingers on the keyboard. I check the time, and the number of evaluations I need to finish. The thought makes me wonder how long I’ll still be doing the same work. Everything is so fast. Promotions and new accounts here and there; opportunities are abound along the way. But you have to prove your worth to be labeled as “competent”. But it’s all a matter of time, and maturity and the desire to add more responsibilities to your current fold; not to mention guts to risk the idea of being dispensed easily. However, before I get carried away with this train of thought, I’d better get back to work.

It’s pay day again an I’m now planning to buy some hiking shoes or just some sandals to use when I plan to trek. Nature-tripping is one of the things I plan to do at least a month just so I can appreciate the wonders of how the world was created. I was searching for some Clarks shoes and I’m still looking for one that would satisfy my fancy.

This morning, right after my shift, I went out with a colleague in Ayala initially just to pay off some bills. She needed some dough and I owed her some as well but since it was the day before pay day, we didn’t really have much… until we learned we had plastic.

Now I know why people are so burdened by credit cards. I can imagine how it would be to have a high credit limit and the temptation it brings. On my end, I just make it a point that I don’t get controlled by it. It’s hard, but I’m glad I don’t have that much to use because I don’t have much to spend. It balances everything out, it’s great for those cash-strapped days and you’re terribly in need of some food intake. You head to the nearest restaurant and ask before you order if you can swipe it. To the next billing cycle!

I could see a lot of postings now with different job descriptions in announcement boards in our company. It’s tempting to grab every opportunity that comes along but I know I should think thing over, big time. The issue I’m having is to find that perfect job for me. Of course, there’s no such thing as a perfect job, we just have to make do with what we have. However, it seems that I’m limited to the scope that I am put it and I believe I can do more. I wish it wouldn’t be long before my skills can be utilized to its full potential.

Trying to be emo when I’m not.