Yatta Yatta Yatta

I got my first paycheck last Saturday. Technically, it wasn't a real salary as of the moment, since it was, as they said, a "training" allowance, but still, it feels good to finally be earning money on your own. I've been in training for two weeks, and I've only gotten my allowance for the first week, but they said that we'd be able to get the allowance for the second week sometime this week.

I'm getting kinda used to the work schedule by now, but my only problem is surviving the weekends. I could make do by going on nightouts on Saturdays, but then again, Sundays would be another problem. Just like what happened last night and this morning. I went out with my workmates on Saturday night, just to celebrate payday. We ended up drinking up to around 2:30 am, and then went cruising for still-open billiard halls. End of story: I went home around 3:30 am, fell asleep at 4:00 am, woke up at 6:00 am, went to church with the family at 10:00 am, had lunch at 11:30 am, went shopping from 1:00 pm to 3:30 pm. Tiring.

Adbentyur Tweeping

Nothing much to tell. Oh, I watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith with my brother and sister at Greenbelt. We were supposed to watch at the Gateway Mall, but the number of people was unbelievable. So we opted to go instead to Greenbelt to watch.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith: Astig *thumbs up*

Oh, and I also bought my first ever original audio CD. I bought a copy of Hale's new album at Music One. And, like others before me, I think that the album was a steal at P250. I mean, it's really worth every peso. ;)

Aaaarrrrgggghhhh... can't finish this post due to all the messages in YM. Maybe I'll finish this sometime later. :P

Mama Fund

Mama Fund

I implore everyone to please click the above link. Here I am hoping to help in some small way. I figured that I could do my part by spreading the word, so that more and more people would be aware.

Nothing touches the heart more than a parent's love for his/her children, or the children's love for their parents.

Pichur Pichur

Okay... A few pictures of the very fun time I had in Zambales...



Which of us is the real Supah Bins? *ROFLMAO



DMC's beach tradition



The inuman sessions



Cards, anyone?

Special thanks to Tim for the pictures.

Zambales Part Deux

My shoulders and the back of my neck hurts. It's been a while since I've had a sunburn like that after swimming. Mostly because I usually went swimming during the early morning or the late afternoon, when the sun isn't too hot. This time was an exception, though. I went swimming at around 11am or 12nn. And I stayed until around 2pm. Then I went back for more after a few hours. No wonder I got sunburned. And I've got darker skin - darker than my usual complexion. Ha ha.

There are a lot of pictures that were taken during the outing, but I still don't have copies. Maybe I'll upload a few (of course, with Tim's permission - it's his camera, anyway), but I'll have to wait first.

Attendees: Iki, Adolf, me, Tim, Aaron, Yzza, Alvin, Donna, Baji, Larae, Billy, Mike, Abet, Timmy, Gaget, Bobet, and Sonny.

Details later. My skin hurts. :P

Down

I'm not really in the mood to blog right now. I just needed to give my mind and my fingers some exercise. (Exercise for the body will come tomorrow, so there.)

Lately I've been feeling so down. Doesn't often show since I usually am quite good in concealing my feelings, but I read somewhere that it's a very unhealthy way to cope. Instead of paying a lot of money for a shrink (err, excuse me... a psychiatrist, I mean), I'll just do my own psychoanalysis.

Alter-Me: What's wrong?
Me: Nothing much. Just some pressure coming from lots of places.
Alter-Me: And why is that?
Me: It's almost June. It's been two months, and I still haven't got a job.
Alter-Me: Is that all?
Me: No, it bloody well isn't all. I'm getting tired of the same old routine everyday. I wake up, loaf around, eat lunch, do my chores, loaf around a bit more, do other chores, loaf around still a bit more, eat dinner, loaf around again, and go to sleep. Frankly, it's getting boring having to sit around the house with nothing to do except look at the four walls of my room, and then go to my parents' room to look at the four walls, and then go downstairs to look at the four walls there!
Alter-Me: So, basically, you're having trouble adjusting to the routine that's slowly being established in your life after college.
Me: Not only that, but I get added pressure from seeing almost 85% of my batchmates with jobs. I'm happy for them, of course, but I can't help thinking that I should be working already. I should be in that position already. I should be this, I should be that, yatta-yatta-yatta, etc., etc., etc...
Alter-Me: ...
Me: That's pretty much it. I should finish whatever I still have to finish, so I can find a nice decent job that offers a more-than-decent compensation and benefits package. Sigh.
Alter-Me: Good luck.

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Watched Star Wars Episode III last Friday. Now everything becomes clear. All I've got to say about the movie. Obi-Wan (to Anakin): "You were the chosen one!"

Also watched Madagascar yesterday. Just the barrel of laughs that I needed to at least start to pull myself out of the funk I'm currently in right now. Gloria (to everybody): "We're not a bunch of Melmans!"

Oy vey.

Play "Misty" for Me

Eclectic. Selecting or employing individual elements from a variety of sources, systems, or styles. Key words: variety of sources, systems, or styles. The same may be said for my taste in music. I wouldn't feel out of place in a rock concert. Take me to a classical recital and I wouldn't go nodding off to sleep. Musicals wouldn't be something new to me. Of course, as with everybody, there are exceptions (April Boys, Mystika, etc. spring to mind). Right now, one of my favorite songs is Johnny Mathis' Misty. One of the many good songs of the past that still has a welcome place in my playlist (and in others' playlists, I hope). Goes something like this:

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud
I can't understand,
I get misty just holding your hand
Walk my way and a thousand violins begin to play
Or it might be the sound of your hello
That music I hear,
I get misty the moment you're near
You can say that you're leading me on
But it's just what I want you to do
Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost
That's why I'm following you
On my own as I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I'm too misty and too much in love
On my own as I wander through this wonderland alone
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I'm too misty and too much in love
Look at me...

Oldies.com for the picture, Dictionary.com for the definition of eclectic, and Let's Sing It for the lyrics.

Whatnot

I just reformatted my PC. Yesterday when I tried to use it, an error message came up even before Windows even started. Something-or-other file is corrupted, try installing a copy. Okay... I wanted to just search for the file and copy it, but my PC won't boot past that error message. Solution: Reformat PC. So I reformatted it. And now, instead of having one logical thirty-something gigabyte hard drive, I now have three logical hard drives. Whee. Downside: I lost almost all my files.

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Went to Canon for an exam today. I was surprised to see Anna there. Anyway, it was a bit of relief to see a familiar face in a somewhat uncharted territory. Anyway, on with the exam. It had three parts - two parts on the C language (not C++, not C# - just C) and one part program simulation using EASY algorithm. Actually, the exam wasn't at all very difficult, but my only problem was that I haven't used C since second year college. Anyway, I do hope something good comes out of it.

10,000 Days

While I was browsing through Joey's blog, I noticed his latest entry about what he would do when his 10,000th day arrives. That got me thinking - what would I do when my 10,000th day arrives? I got out my notepad and started computing.

10,000 days will have passed when a person reaches his 27th birthday. Well, not exactly on his 27th birthday, but a few months after. If my calculations are correct, when this day comes to a close I would have lived approximately 7,764 days. Also, if my calculations are correct, my 10,000th day will come on July 3, 2011, a little over 4 months past my 27th birthday.

What would I do when that day arrives? Hmmm, good question, but not one that merits serious thought at this point in my life. I'd have 2,236 days to go before that day arrives - essentially, I'd have at least 2,000 days to go before thinking about what I'd do then.

But until then - carpe diem. And carpe noctem for good measure.

Reminiscin'

Last night I was cleaning out my two drawerfuls of junk and whatnot (yes, I do clean my stuff, although recently I haven't been able to attend to the task). I threw away old exam papers (some were mine, and others were of my scouts in high school), some old notebooks, a few scratch papers, and maybe a few other junk I haven't gotten around to throwing out. Anyway, I found lots of stuff in those two drawerfuls of junk. Some I kept, others I threw out. Anyway, here are some of what I found in there:

1. A handful of letters
I used to write a lot of letters to my friends during high school. And they wrote back. (Yeah, yeah, I know - what's the point of writing them when you can talk to them almost everyday then?) Anyway, I remember Peiah writing a lot to me whenever she was ranting about her then-boyfriend Kenny, or teasing me about Reiah. Unfortunately, I didn't know where I put her other letters - I only found one.

Also in that stack of letters were all the letters that Xiameer wrote to me (at least I think that was all, I can't remember exactly how many letters we've exchanged in high school). Anyway, this was during the time when I was courting her, and I think that period spanned a little over seven months. But, we were only destined to be friends.

2. High school retreat letters
More like notes, really. My classmates wrote notes on various materials. I even received an NBA card as a retreat note.

3. My old high school uniform with the dedications
It's traditional with every graduating batch (at least, I think it is). I had a very nice time remembering all the people who wrote dedications on it. Sadly, I couldn't remember a few of the others who wrote there.

4. Graduation pictures of my entire high school class
And I mean entire class. Those were the pictures that were supposed to be included in our high school yearbook (which never came out due to a lot of factors). I think that has got to be a record - almost every person looked like gay people with pasty complexions (no offense meant - but that was how terrible the pictures were. Blame it on the photography studio, or maybe the makeup artist).

5. My ex-girlfriend's picture and her first letter to me
These items were sent to me by my ex-girlfriend approximately 2 years ago. Seeing this got me thinking - I loved her, but at the time I found that our relationship was a bit impossible for me, since she lived in Mindoro, and I was based in Manila. The most we would have been able to meet would've been a few times in a month, and that was if I traveled to UPLB, or if she traveled to UST. Sigh.

6. My old prelim exam paper
College, first year, second semester. Mathematics 102C - Discrete Mathematics I. This was the only exam paper I kept in all these years. I was proud of that paper - still am, as a matter of fact. Not only did I get one of the highest grades during the exam, even with almost improbable odds I got a score of 113.5 over 108.5 total. Like my sister said when I showed her that paper last night, Weird.

Trips down memory lane can be soothing, or it can be disquieting. Good thing I found last night's trip to be soothing. Good for the heart, mind, and soul. Pax.

An Open Letter to the One

Taking risks is a part of life - there's no getting around it. Without risks, life has less meaning. So anyway, here I am taking risks. I've postponed this for too long.
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To the Brilliant, Shining One:

There are a lot of things I should've told you. Well, not really a lot of things, but maybe some stuff of substantive importance that I should have let you know before now. Mainly what I never did realize until now. I remember during the start of our third year together, how you were a bit taken with him. And what happened when he went for someone else. I never did realize during that time what I felt.

After that, I would find excuses to talk to you, even for the most trivial of things. Back then, I know I should have recognized the signs. I guess I never really recognized it because of what I thought your reaction would be if ever I did come out in the open with it. Or maybe because I was still perceived to be quite taken with another mutual friend who I happened to have courted in the past. Reasons don't matter - at least, not anymore. What matters is that finally I've realized something that my subconscious self has tried to bop me in the head with over the past two years - I've silently fallen for you.

Maybe it was your quiet strength. Maybe it was your uncommon grace. Maybe it was your intellect. Maybe it was the fact that you were able to poke fun at me. Maybe it was the siomai we ate way back. Maybe it was something I've never seen in another girl before. Maybe a lot of things - but one thing is for sure, I've fallen in love.

I'm not sure whether you'll ever be able to read this (I might just discreetly let you know). But whatever - that won't change the fact that I've already fallen hard.

With love always,

-=BSB=-

Friday Fix

Song Trip: She's No You (Jesse McCartney)

She's no you, oh, no
You give me more than I can ever want
She's no you, oh, no
I'm satisfied with the one I've got
Cause you're all the girl
That I ever dreamed
She's only a picture on a magazine
She's no you, she's no you

Food Fix: Ruffles with French Onion dip

Destination: Guadalupe Minor Seminary Gym

wala lang :P

Job Titles

(Blogger's note: This will be my first 100% Filipino post... err, cancel that... It's actually more like 65% Filipino)

ANG BAGONG DIKSYONARYO
Mga Bagong Katungkulan (Translated Job Titles)

Siguro napapanahon ng palitan ang mga titulo ng mga katungkulan, trabaho (job title), o "elected positions" na dati nating nakasanayan.

President - Pasimuno
Vice President - Kunsintidor
Secretary - Palsipikador
Treasurer - Kubrador
Auditor - Kasabwat
Business Manager - Gastador
Public Relations Officer - Tsismoso
Sergeant-at-Arms - Pasaway

Representative - Pahamak
Observer - Usisero
Advocate - Taga-batikos
Spokesman - Bolero
Moderator - Taga-bulabog
Announcer - Manggugulat

Monitor - Taga-silip
Inspector - Taga-lapirot
Investigator - Mangangalkal
Enforcer - Tirador
Jail Warden - Sadista
Prosecutor - Tagapanlait
Judge - Pilato o Tagahugas-kamay
Aide - Taga-istorbo
Assistant - Galamay
Adviser - Sulsol
Consultant - Manggagancho
Contractor - Estapador
Expert - Punong-Yabang
Technical Writer - Manlilinlang
Spin Doctor - Taga-himas
Headhunter - Taga-silat
Headshrinker - Basagulero

Director - Taga-udyok
Manager - Taga-silip ng stock sa stock market
Boss - Busabos
Supervisor - Taga-salo ng galit ng Boss
Chief Accountant - Punong-Gahaman

Sales Vendor - Pirata
Collector - Mangingikil
Custodian - Taga-ligpit
Dispatcher - Taga-dispatsa
Distributor - Taga-kalat
Delivery Man - Taga-iwan ng Gamit
Circulation Head - Taga-bilog ng Ulo
Purchaser - Palengkera
Receptionist - Palikera
Clerk Typist - Taga-parami ng Papel
Messenger - Tagatulak ng Papel

Janitor - Taga-limas
Plumber - Taga-tagas
Repairman - Mambubutingting
Gardener - Damuho
Utility Man - Inutil
Watchman - Istambay
Security Guard - Bantay-Salakay
Doorman - Nagpapalusot
Driver - Kaskasero
Chance Passenger - Malas na Nakikiangkas
Comedian - Alaskador
Entertainer - Kerengkeng

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Thanks to Milei for this one... ;)

One Year Ago...

... Working at PLDT North GMM Core Network Division, East Avenue
I was struggling to finish 300 grueling training hours, while I heard that Gheoff, Kheng and a few others were already almost finished with the 300 hours. Due to over-overtime, no doubt. I asked Gheoff, and he said that they get to work at 8am, and leave at 12mn or 1am. Workaholics, anybody?

... Went to my first foam party at Tomas Morato.
DMC went to Discontrol for the HPH foam party. Lots of people, lots of smoke, lots of booze, lots of foam. My mistake - I didn't change from jeans to jersey shorts. Ergo, I had to struggle with a very wet and very heavy pair of jeans.

... Got exposed on TV
DMC got passes for Yes Yes Show, and we went to ABS-CBN to watch and have fun. A few of us got seats almost in front of the stage (myself included), and predictably, we got caught on camera. Hehe.

... Toured several ABS-CBN sets
After watching Yes Yes Show, and after eating at the cafeteria, the ABS-CBN guys (Gino, Tim, and Ding) took us on a mini-tour, where we went to the various sets being used for the news shows. Specifically, we got to go to the M.U.B., ANC, Insider / TV Patrol sets. We also had lots of pictures which featured us goofing around on set.

... Went swimming, got a headache, recovered, drank too much tequila, got hung over, etc., all in one day.
DMC went on a beach outing in Bataan for 2 days and 2 nights. As expected, there were lots of beer and tequila. 'Nuff said.

Aaahh, the memories...

I Don't Want To Be Anything Other Than Me

I don’t want to be anything other than what I’ve been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I’m tired of looking ‘round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I’m supposed to be
I don’t want to be anything other than me.

I was watching American Idol with my sister (I wanted to watch WWE Raw, but I didn't have a choice - it was my sister's TV set, anyway), and I heard Bo Bice sing the theme from One Tree Hill. Got nothing more to say to bo except for two words: You rock!

This song actually conveys a special meaning for me, as it addresses what I really am about. I don't want to be someone's something for as long as I live; I don't want to live on as just a copy of another person. I have my own identity, my own idiosyncrasies, my own opinions, my own ideas, my own principles. This song just puts it all into perspective - I don't want to be anything other than me.

CS2K5

Well, this may be a bit late, but better late than never, right? Just a few words of gratitude to the people who helped make my college life worthwhile.

Rheza A - thanks for showing me what it means to care. Kaso lang, gaya ng sabi ni Eric, nang-iwan ka. Hehe.

Anna G - thanks for all the help during our programming sessions, and our review sessions as well.

Lian - thanks for beating a sense of responsibility into me, and also for the study sessions as well.

Jerry O - thanks for all the rides. Sorry na rin kung madalas ma-late ang bayad ko sa mga prepaid. Hehe.

Gheof H - thanks for staying by my side for most of our four years together. Kambal. Hehe.

Abi C - thanks for introducing me to the world of blogging, message boards, etc.

Rouie T - thanks for the guidance, especially during the last year of college. There are a lot more that I want to say, but maybe this isn't the right place to do so.

Mike O - thanks for the laughs and the support.

Dya B - thanks for all the help, as well as the laughter.

Kheng B - thanks for pushing me to do what I can do.

Edwin J - thanks for putting up with me as a seatmate. Sorry kung di kita napakain nung birthday ko. Utang ko na lang muna yun.

To my thesis groupmates, Darren S and Jed A, thanks for putting up with me as well. Kaya natin 'to!

To the rest of the PuccaFam, Reg Q and Donnlyn V, thanks for the friendship and for adopting me as part of your group.

To the rest of the CSA guys past and present, Eric A, Harry B, Mark B, Carl C, Tintin C, Aaron C, Gatz C, Glen D, Mark G, Joseph G, Regi G, Gervin L, Alex L, Marco L, Nigel M, Allan Manangan, Martin M, Steeve M, Dennis N, Khrek P, Poleeh P, Barry P, JP R, Roque R, Leah S, Odin S, Bryan S, and Tomas V, we may not have always seen eye to eye on many things, but that is what made our class the way it is. For this, no words can convey my expression of gratitude towards you guys.

To the former CSC-turned-CSA guys, Cholo A, Diane B, Joel B, Stef C, Elliel DG, Kat DJ, Darwin D, Pyke E, Philip G, Marvin H, Lele L, Wally L, and Camillee Y, thanks for putting up with our class and accepting us for what we are.

To our friends from CSB, namely: Jonathan C, Rachelle L, Edwin N, thanks for everything.

Cheers to all our futures, may we all live and prosper.

Got nothing better to do, so...

1. Whose picture you keep on your wallet?
---> Lotsa pics. Mostly of me. :P But I do have pictures of other people there. Gradpics of KJ, Pi, Lian, Rachelle, Gheof, and Jerry; Vanity pictures of myself taken at qf Studios (Kuya Mike's a photographic genius); Group pictures of the CSA PuccaFam; and threesome pictures of me, Maye, and Piya.

2. What time do you go to bed?
--->Anytime from 9:30pm to 6:15am

3. What was the last thing you did before u filled this up?
---> YM

4. Who's the person you're gonna call if you need help?
---> Hmmm... Whoever can best help me with whatever I'm dealing at the moment... I mean, you can't just approach one single person with your problems all the time now, can you?

5. What's on your mind now?
---> Blessed sleep in the arms of Morpheus

6. Who's number on your speed dials?
---> 1: Home; 2: Mom; 3: Dad; 4: Bro Hans; 5: Sis Fitz; 6: Baji; 7: Gino; 8: Gaget; 9: Tim

7. With whom do you wanna be to have fun?
---> DMC, CSA PuccaFam

8. When was the last time you went out?
---> Went out as in went out went out? Last month

9. What do you hate the most for now?
---> Not having the desire, the energy, or the money to be able to go out...

10. What do you wanna do for now?
---> Finish our thesis, get a job, earn cash

12. What do you do for everyday besides eat and sleep?
---> Spend time on the Internet looking for solutions to our thesis problems

13. What pisses you off?
---> Insensitive people, and those anally retentive and paranoid schizophrenic people who insist on making my life hell by claiming that I was the one making their lives hell

14. Fave pet?
---> Spike, Napster (both dogs, but my mom gave them away), and Carlito (a cat)

15. What are the colors that make you happy?
---> Blue

16. Most fave thing in your room?
---> Aside from my books? Mini radio

17. What was the last thing you bought for your room?
---> Books (wala talaga akong binibiling iba eh)

18. Any instruments in your room?
---> Nada

19. Do you cook?
---> Sort of... I mean, I experiment and all, and sometimes my mom asks me to cook dinner... that's it

20. Are you satisfied with your life now?
---> Pwede na, although it can be more worthwhile if only I had something constructive to do

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Again, many thanks to Gaget for giving me another something to post :P

Too Old for Cartoons?

A lot of people say that about me. "You're twenty-one, for goodness' sake" or "Isn't anything better on?" These are the usual things that I hear whenever someone sees me watching cartoons. But what the heck, I like watching cartoons.

Take for example, The Fairly Oddparents and Jimmy Neutron. Just today I watched the Jimmy - Timmy Power Hour, where Jimmy and Timmy crosses borders and switches worlds. Here, Timmy becomes a three-dimensional version of himself, and accidentally sends Jimmy to his room, where Jimmy becomes a two-dimensional version of himself. The resulting chaos is hilarious, and they both struggle to restore order in their own worlds. But enough about JTPH.

Now, who doesn't know this face? Yup, it's Spongebob Squarepants. I actually like this cartoon because of the silliness of the main characters. I mean, who would have thought of substituting peanut, garlic, and ketchup for ice cream, nuts, and chocolate syrup in order to make an ice cream sundae? (By the way, in this particular episode Spongebob and Patrick end up destroying a moviehouse because of a severe halitosis cloud).

Now, a cartoon not for the weak of heart (and stomach). Happy Tree Friends may look like your average, cute, "girly" cartoon, because when you get your first looks at the characters, you know that they just seem to ooze cuteness. But hold your horses - they get in more trouble than they're worth. Think "Spongebob" meets "Celebrity Deathmatch". Here's one cartoon that's definitely not for kids.

Stripper by night, super-heroine later at night - that's Stripperella for you. Voiced by Pam Anderson, Stripperella promises to make the most lubricious men to rediscover the joy of cartoons. Stripperella airs next month on USA (ch. 17 for Home Cable, not sure which channel on the other cable providers).

So, who says cartoons are only for kids?

King Nothing

Wish I may
Wish I might
Have this I wish tonight
Are you satisfied?
Dig for gold
Dig for fame
You dig to make your name
Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased

And it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger, but there's no one around
Just want one thing, just to play the King
But the castle's crumbled and you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?
Where's your crown?

Hard and cold
Bought and sold
A heart as hard as gold
Yeah! Are you satisfied?
Wish I might, Wish I may
You wish your life away
Are you pacified?

All the wants you waste
All the things you've chased

Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger, but there's no one around
Just want one thing. just to play the King
But the castle's crumbled and you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?
Where's your crown?

Huh!

(Spoken)
Wish I may, wish I might
Have this wish, I wish tonight
I want that star, I want it now
I want it all and I don't care how

Careful what you wish
Careful what you say
Careful what you wish you may regret it
Careful what you wish you just might get it

Then it all crashes down
And you break your crown
And you point your finger, but there's no one around
Just want one thing, just to play the King
But the castle's crumbled and you're left with just a name
Where's your crown, King Nothing?
Where's your crown?

Oh, You're just nothing
Where's your crown King Nothing?
Oh, you're just nothing
Absolutely nothing
Off to never, never land

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A song fitting for the greatest pretender to ever walk this earth.

Follow-up to aaaaaaarrrrggghhhhh

What a day (And the day hasn't even ended yet). I've spent most of my afternoon sitting and twiddling my thumbs in a corridor, on the twelfth floor of a certain building in Emerald Avenue. I wasn't twiddling my thumbs around for nothing, though - I was waiting to be pre-screened for referrals by JobsDB to certain companies. Well, after twiddling my thumbs and looking up and down at my seatmate (I exaggerate, but I am extremely bored at this point), I was finally called to take the exam. Which was very very very VERY easy. Then another session of thumb twiddling before I was called again for the interview.

Interviewer: So, where do you see yourself after two years?
Me: (Hopefully I'll be in a long term relationship, financially stable - insanely rich, even - and out of the country.)
I: Yes?
M: I'll still be working very hard even though I've achieved my immediate goals. Hopefully after two years, I'll be well on my way to achieving my long term goals.

The good news: I got three referrals to three companies. The not-so-good news (it still ain't bad, no matter how you view it): all three referrals were for tech support and outbound telemarketing. Oh well, que sera, sera.

So, my schedule starting tomorrow would be something like this:
Friday - go to the Civil Service Commission and apply for the Career Service Professional Eligibility Exam; if laziness doesn't hit me, proceed to SSS East Avenue to apply for my Social Security number
Saturday - search for stuff that will help get the thesis done
Sunday - go to church, then out to lunch, and then later... The Jimmy-Timmy Power Hour! (God, I miss being a kid)
Monday - get up early and take the exams and sit through the interviews. I've got Branders.com at 10am, and Client Logic at 1pm. Good thing they're both in the Ortigas area.
Tuesday - get up much earlier than usual. This time I've got Convergys at 8am.

Que sera, sera...