Self Obsession

  Yey, I have time for blogging again and I’m back to my old working habits once more (googling, stalking people, YM…). Can’t really check on Friendster all day as it’s only accessible from 12nn-1pm; 5pm-onwards. Stupid office rules. 

  Anyway, on to less boring stuff..busy girl is (indeed) busy. Been working for 5 months now, and yup, I’m relatively happy. It’s totally crazy (which is understating it), but yeah, I can bear it. Rather this than my past job where all I do is sit around and wait; like watching ice melt in cold water. Excruciating? Painful.  

  I’ve noticed that I have this thing about getting new jobs and getting new haircuts: I always end up hating it. Darn, I should get that trait changed. Like last month, I got so excited that Francia had her cartilage pierced, I decided to have my bellybutton pierced as well (many thanks to Dominic for this, but that's another story). I act on impulse. No wonder I always get into trouble (screaming moms and stuff ;p). 

  Now speaking of last month, boy was it taxing. For one, Tito Butch died. Francia and I attended the wake. The whole Webb family was there : Tita Cleo, Gilbert, Gilbert's sister (who's name i totally forgot, sorry!) and the tito’s and tita’s of the Webb clan. It wasn’t as sad as I expected wakes to be (except for that one wake we were at where Cheska and I were making fun of our other relatives and stuff). Tita Cleo was there smiling, being the usual sweet person that she is..she gave me a hug which was nice and comforting, and Oly (Gilbert Oliver Webb) was there, crackin’ a few jokes and rappin’ a few lines from his foolish imbento songs (lol). There were a few moments when he would pause though, probably thinking about his dad and all. Hurtful. =,( He’s gotten really thin too, from attending to his sick dad and going to school and getting busy w/ his kick-ass modeling stint and all. The atmosphere was light, subtly festive, even. I guess that's how Tito Butch would've wanted it to be. One of the most amazing people I have ever met, he will be very much missed. Rest in peace.

 On a lighter note, I got an offer for this Management Trainee Program that Globe Telecom is effecting. I had my boss as back-up (way to go, ego!), so I decided to undergo the screening process. Here's the juice, the program would run for 6 months: the first 3 months would be solely classroom-based training, the rest would be the actual immersion. At the end of the 6 months would come the car, company phone, laptop..the perks.   

And the anti-climax? I turned down the offer..(shocking?..probably not). I mean, sure, I'm a people-person..i like people..generally..whatever..but heck, I won't be able to sell a leaf even if my life depended on it. I'm just not cut-out for sales: 'hitting targeted quotas', 'formulating sales strategies'..damn corporate jargon. Hit me in the head now? I would. But then again, it's not a total loss. HR is kind of my thing now. I'm getting the hang of it day by day. I never imagined myself working up to 13 hours a day (YES, IT HAPPENS) and still keep my sanity. I'm having fun. I'm like the ultimate freakin' corporate rockstar.    

Anywhoo, I gotta get back to 'work'. Got some ranting people to attend to. Busy girl is busy. =)