Find Me A Job!

I've been feeling quite useless the past week. Bumming around isn't as
fun as it used to be.I realize now that bumming is so overrated.


The
last time I did it, bumming was after working for JVP Central Office,
but I take that as a different case. With JVP I was working 10-12hours
a day (in the office) and like an ER doctor, was on call 24 hours a day
anytime the volunteers needed us. During seminars and trainings work
was really 24 hours a day, barely getting sleep with those formal and
informal ICs (individual consultations). So when I bummed around for
about 2 months I didn't get bored easily since it felt like it was a
much deserved and needed rest.


But the last job I had was more
flexible in time and I still had some time to do freelance work on the
side. So work hours were not so normal and rest wasn't exactly scarce
(although the stress with the boss was on its ultimate high as compared
to my 2 other bosses in JVP and my boss in Philam Foundation).


Not working is such a self-esteem issue now. I feel a bit
guilty just watching all those dvds at home, experimenting on cooking
and baking, and swimming - it feels like I'm wasting much of the skills
and talents that has been bestowed to me by God. My messianic complex
is making me feel that I'm doing such an injustice to the world by not
working when I can and I should. And sometimes when I'm out with
acquaintes and friends and they talk about their jobs I think - "I can
be as good as her or I think I have better ideas than him, why the hell
is he on that post?Duh!?" It doesn't help that I started the year
jobless and that I'm turning 25 in a few months. Hay!


Find me
job. Problem is, don't ask what I want because as crazy as it sounds, I
actually don't know what I really want anymore. I wish I did. I wish I
didn't bother myself with the many things I want to do - I wish I only
had one choice. Like those med students who are sure they want to be
doctors or those teachers who feel that teaching is their lifelong
vocation. I wish I knew, I really wish I did.


I want to be based back in Davao
badly. But I want a job which will atleast pay what is due of me. And I
do need the medical insurance, those tests can be quite expensive.Most davao offices don't have med insurance, I wonder why.


When
did I start getting old this fast?How can we make growing up stop? I
wish I was still 19, ideal and with a lot of time in my hands.

UNWRITTEN

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Music
Genre:	Pop
Artist:	Natasha Bedingfield

I think this is one of the Best Songs ever written and Made. Not to mention that this seems to be the SONG of my current state of being. Do hope to upload the music and video of this soon. For now, read on the lyrics! (Walang mang-aagaw, I can rightfully claim that I was the first to have this as my favorite song. It already got me with the very simple line "Feel the Rain on Your Skin" that was used in the PANTENE Ad). Lyrics Below!

"Unwritten"

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, yeah, yeah

WHAT WILL I BE?(Written in 3rd or 4th Yr College)

 Lightning strikes

Sky darkens

Rain pours in

Death becomes alive

 

Branch swings

Tree collapses

Ground breaks

Death becomes alive

 

Body paralyzes

Heart weakens

Brain stops

Death becomes alive