alipins unite

my fellow alipins and i went out for a couple of drinks last night.  i limited myself to two bottles since we didn’t have a decent dinner.  it’s easier to feel the effects of alcohol when your stomach is empty and i didn’t want to crawl all the way home.   

of course, it is expected that we are going to talk about our other co-workers.  it seems that the alipins are being discriminated in one way or the other.  i found out that one was even tagged as “the little rich girl”.  i don’t think i’d mind if they called me that.  hahaha. 

i have heard catty comments here and there from our other co-workers.  when i was new, i was kinda bothered by their nasty remarks and reactions but i got apathetic afterwards.  people will see what they want to see in you.  no matter how much you try to manage their impressions of you, they will judge you from the second they see you.  we just have to deal. 

i guess i am like our other co-workers in some ways.  i can really be mean and sarcastic, i just don’t deliberately flaunt it.   

anyway, i didn’t even reach the usual sort of head spinning sensation after drinking but i woke up really late today.  i think we are probably going to do the alipin sessions regularly.  i kind of like that.

what’s your dream?

we are expected to answer this question later.  as part of the planning session, the queen bees* want us to share with a break-out group what our dreams and aspirations are.  ngek, ayoko nga!  hahaha.  i have to think of a vague but still decent and believable answer to this question. 

* all of our bosses are women.  girl power rules!  bwahahaha.   there is really scarcity of the male specie.  where are they? 

UPDATED:  what’s my dream?

early worm

oh my!  i can’t believe this i’m already in the office at 6:20 in the morning!  

it’s the time of  year for planning sessions and for some reason, the big boss wants to start the session at 7:30 am.  since traffic and the possibility of getting a ride to work is quite unpredictable lately i had to get up really very early (4:30 am) so i can beat the rush hour and avoid all the unnecessary stress.  whew! that was a long running sentence.  hahaha. 

i saw a rainbow on my way to work.  i hope it’s a sign of a good day.  i could really use some good news.  not that i’m in deep shit.  but things are pretty much a drag lately, i’m craving for something fun, exciting and most of all GOOD news.

are you listening?

i am predominantly a listener rather than a storyteller.  in a conversation i am usually the one who is listening and asking follow-up questions about the kwento of the other person.  sometimes i just feel that it is my responsibility to ask questions even if i’m not really that interested in the kwento.  i feel that i owe it to the person.  i want to let him/her feel that i am listening to whatever it is that he/she is saying.  even if i am not interested the least that i can do is to listen.  i was supposed to add the adverb genuinely but to listen genuinely would require being interested in whatever the topic is so listen na lang without any adverb. haha. 

anyhoo, our prof in innovation was telling us last night that one way to know if a person you are talking to is really listening is through what he does after you talk.  if after making chika to the max the other person responds with his own story then that person did not bother to listen to you at all.  during the entire time that you were talking, he was thinking of his own story.  how rude is that!  

i have actually observed this among people and it’s true.  since i am usually a listener, i really hate it when during the few times that i care to share the person i am talking to is so used with being the speaker that he wouldn’t pay attention to my stories.  harsh! (harsh - is an expression i normally use.  )

single blessedess?

am i destined for single blessedness?  hhhmmm….  i would like to think that i am no longer as scared as i used to.  actually both paths are scary.  settling down and spending the rest of my life with a stranger is as scary as growing old alone. 

sometimes i thnk that i am not built for marriage.  commitment is not a problem for me but the complications of marriage may be too much for my nerves to handle.  anything that concerns a close relationship with another human being is strenuous. 

i think i’m more concerned now with finding a companion.  just like married couples, we would go through life together, stand by each other through through thick and thin, till death do us part, except for the romance part. 

i have to admit that it’s nice to be cuddled and to cuddle but i think i can do away with the physical connection.  i’m more looking forward to the kind of love that doesn’t necessarily involve romance.  my gay friend danie actually told me, bakit ka pa maghahanap eh di ako na lang?  hhhmmm… why not?  hahaha. 

well, i think i can live with single blessedness because i have people who i consider to be friends for keeps.  these are the ones who i think are also destined for single blessedness.  bwahahaha.