Convergys; Call Center

I was hired May 25 of this year. My Job Title, Customer Relationship Specialist. Just a brief background, my account in a call center is about vehicles. Customers call customer assistance center when their vehicles break down, when they see in autozone or elsewhere that there's a recall on their vehicle, when they feel that their 2003 vehicle with 98,000 miles on it broke down due to a manufacture's defect and they dont' feel that they should pay for the repair of the vehicle, when they want to know who the current CEO is, when they need to know where the closest dealership is, when they want to know how to use the features in their vehicle and when they want to ask how to open the gas cap and all other things that they will be able to see in the owner's manual for the vehicle.
I have to be honest, when dealing with customers of different kind, i know you shouldn't be biased but believe me, you can't help it. When you're a nasty customer, people with mess with you.

Philippine Passport

My Passport was released by the Department of Foreign Affairs last May 19 and LCB (the official courier of DFA in Region 2) delivered it here in my humble abode just today. The expiration of the passport will be on the 29th of april in 2014. So i said to myself, before that passport expires, I should go out of the country for a tour. It would be completely pointless and shameful if the passport will just rot in the drawer. I struggled to have that thing! Really.
Anyways, to those are going to apply for their passport, It's simplier this time. You just have to Bring your Birth certificate, printed in a security paper from National Statistics Office, Valid I.d, Transcript of records if available, and Nbi clearance. The fee is 500 pesos for regular working days. It's easy now because you can have it delivered in your home.

Do you own a footwear brand called HAVAIANAS?

I was reading a forum a few minutes ago with the topic title "Sosyal ba ang naka havaianas?", and a lot of people commented. Titatamad kasi ako magregister sa site nila kaya hindi ako nakapag hayag ng opinyon ko. Karamihan sa nag respond sa tanong na iyon ay mga hindi gumagamit ng foot wear na yun. So usually ang sagot nila, "anong kina sosyal nun?, mga pa sosyal, bumibili lang sila ng ganun para magmukhang sosy".
I personally think that not all people who use havaianas have this thought na sosyal sila pag suot nila yun. I have a pair of authentic havaianas. Nung una na intriga ako kung bakit ang mahal niya eh tsinelas lang naman. Pero nung ginagamit ko na siya, masarap siya sa paa. Comfort ang pinaka reason kung bakit tinatangkilik ko ang havaianas, hindi para maging in or trendy. It's a different thing. If that's my point of view, then you gotta deal with it. Kasi ako wala naman akong deal sa mga taong nagsusuot ng FAKE na havaianas, o mga murang tsinelas.

Passport TO HELL

Rea and I arrived at the Department of Foreign Affairs at exactly 10am. We were literally under the sun for four consecutive hours!!! Bakit hindi man lang maayos ng DFA ang waiting area nila. Grabe. And also, the government should do something about that Lunch break thing. Can't they do shiftings? Para naman mabilis ang proseso. Naiiyak na ko sa tindi ng sikat ng araw, daig ko pa ang naki parade! haha. This morning was really exhausting. Patience tlaga ang kelangan sa pagkuha ng passport na yan. Bakit ba pahirapan? Bakit kung may kilala ka eh madali lang ang proseso? Ang pinaka kinatuwa ko na lang talaga ay yung existence ng LBC sa kanila. papadeliver na lang nila ang passport ko. kumusta namna yun. so convenient. HINDI ko naitanong kung applicable ba sa kanila yung online application for passport. haha. I was so preoccuppied. Anyways!! ReA and I have been through a lot these days. Ang hirap naman pag di ka na nag-aaral. Masarap mag-aral. Kaya kug ikaw ay student pa lang, cherish the moment. Apat na taon lang ang college, more than 40 years kang magwowork.

Choosy Ako. Call Center kaya?

My brother just went home from his 3-hour confinement due to allergies to certain medications. Nakwento niya na nakita niya raw ang dati niyang classmate na I.T ang natapos. Nagwowork daw sa isang regional hospital as taga sulat ng mga pumapasok ng ospital. So he's underemployed. Ang thoughts ko naman about it, it's okay kung hindi in lined sa natapos mo ang current job mo, as long as the compensation is good. Sabi naman ng mommy ko, nasasabi ko lang daw iyon dahil di ko pa nattry mag apply ng trabaho."Choosy ako mommy. Ayaw ko ng job na hindi tama ang compensation." Eh ano naman kaya ang ibig sabihin ng mommy ko? Na okay lang kahit nakapagtapos ako ng college at ang magiging trabaho ko eh janitor para lang hindi ako mabakante? Ayaw ko nga. Hindi naman ako naghahangad ng managerial position at this time kasi naman fresh graduate ako at wala pa akong experience. Call center. Okay sa akin yun. Kasi kahit hindi in lined sa field ko, at least hindi ako talo pagdating sa compensation. hehe. yun lang naman ang ibig ko sabihin. Hindi lang ako naintindihan ng nanay ko. According to the government, madami daw trabaho dito sa Pilipinas. Hindi lang daw talaga qualified ang mga applicant. Kung isang araw ma realize ko na dapat hindi ako mamili ng trabaho, babalitaan ko ang nanay ko. Pero I doubt kung mangyayari yun. Hehe.

Wisdom Tooth. What the heck?

So it's been four days since my wisdom tooth decided to erupt and it's killing me. Yeah. The pain is excruciating. Seriously!!! Every night, I cry myself to sleep. Lol. I can't eat, I can't talk, I can't even swallow. That is just extremely terrible. So this is what the babies feel when their teeth start to come out? Poor babies. Anyways, I can't deal with the pain anymore so I took a 500mg pain killer and I'm still waiting for the effect of the medicine. *crossing fingers*. My left cheek is swollen and I have bad mood. All these because of the unwelcomed eruption of my wisdom tooth. So what hell is the wisdom tooth for? I read online that wisdom tooth is unnecessary. But I don't wanna go under any surgery or anything synonymous to that. Like NO WAY. The thought of it makes mouth go numb.

PAL (Palamunin Abusado Losyang)

I woke up this morning with a smirk on my face when i read the message on my phone sent by my former classmate. I'd like to quote what he sent, "Habang kaya ka pang buhayin ng magulang mo, di ka pa dapat maghanap ng trabaho". That's the worst quote I have ever read. It's completely out of this world. LOL. Maybe it's a values thing. Like, graduate ka na at the age of 20/21, ang parents mo ay malakas pa and they're both on their late 40's and both employed at ikaw ay solong anak o bunso sa isang libong magkakapatid at ang mga kapatid mo naman ay doctor na, engineer or attorney tapos ikaw na fresh graduate ay walang balak maghanap ng trabaho dahil may magpapakain naman sayo. Aba, nakakatawa naman ang ganyang disposisyon sa buhay. Sa Amerika, as early as 16 ay nagtratrabaho na sila para pag ipunan ang college tuition fee. Ano nga naman ba ang pakialam ko sa mga ayaw pa magtrabaho di ba? Di naman ako ang nagpapakain sa kanila. WRONG. Ang dinadaan nilang kalsada pag papunta sila sa gimikan ay galing sa tax ng taong bayan. Mga taong nagtratrabaho habang sila naman ay nakiki-apak sa maayos na daanang pinaghirapan ng iba. Nakakasuhan ang mga ganyang palamunin. at walang kontribusyon sa lipunan. Tayong lahat ay mag obligasyon na tulungan ang bansa natin hanggang sa abot ng ating makakaya. It's stated in our constitution. At one point may kasalanan din ang magulang ng mga tambay. And of course parents would forever defend their children no matter what but the thing that they never considered the day they decided to let their children grow old without helping themselves is that the whole community is affected by this. Trust me. Kahit saang angle tingnan, super wrong talaga ang maging tambay by choice. Eh di sana ginawa na lang silang pilay kung ayaw rin lang nila tumulong sa pamilya mo at sa pilipinas. Kaso ang masaklap, kung sino pang may kapansanan ay siya pang nagbabanat ng buto. Lame excuse pa ng iba, wala raw taong perpekto. Wala namang humihiling na maging perpekto sila. Maging functional lang sila sa lipunan by being a tax payer or simply being not a burden and a contributory sa kahirapan ng bansa ay sapat na para maituring silang taong may kwenta. Nakaka losyang ang tambay. 70 percent ng tambay na nasa 20's eh mukha ng 30 years old. LOL. Teka, dedefine ko muna ang tambay ayon sa aking perception. Ang tambay ay yung wala ng ginawa buong buhay niya kung hindi manghingi ng pinaghihirapan ng ibang tao na pwde naman niya sanang maibigay sa sarili niya kung gugustuhin niya lang. Ang tambay ay yung lahat ng kabatch niya sa college ay nakabili na ng bahay habang siya naman ay nananatili pa rin sa bahay ng ninuno niya. Ang tambay ay yung pag gising sa umaga, wala na siyang madadatnan sa bahay dahil lahat ng tao ay pumasok na sa opisina. Although meron din namang naitutuloing minsan sa bahay, nagwawalis, nagluluto at kung anu-ano pang trabaho na definitely walang kinalaman sa pinag-aralan niya sa college. Don't these people feel lost?

11 Days and Counting

Nasha-schock naman ako masyado kapag tinatawagn ko si Rea. Sabay tili on top of our lungs pa ang drama namin. Walang araw na hindi namin napag-uusapan ang pag-aaply sa work and all about the future. Nakaka stress. Tapos na ang school days, bagong stress nanaman ang hinaharap namin ng bonggang bongga. March 21, 2009 ako grumaduate sa double degree course na Bachelor of Science in Public Administration and Legal Management (BS-PALM) sa St Paul University Philippines. ngayon ay April 1, saktong 11 days after that long-waited gratification day.Since wala namang bakasyon ang parents ko sa pagwowork, eh di as usual, mondays to fridays aalis sila ng house ng 8am, ako naman ay nanonood ng tv, nag-aantay lumayas ang mga tao sa bahay para masimulan ko ang paglilinis at pagbalik nila ng 5pm, dinner naman namin ang aasikasuhin ko. Kumusta naman yun. Parang Domestic Helper lang. Nung first 5 days ng bakasyon ko, masaya naman at stress-free. Pero nung lumipas ang ilang araw, napapansin kong paulit ulit na ang nangyayari. Para akong zombie na nakaupo sa couch habang nag-aabang ng magandang pelikula sa tv. Minsan pa nga pati mga 1960's na pelikulang PIlipino pinagtitiyagaan kong panuorin with all the black and white effect. Sinusulit ko lang naman ang bakasyon galore moment ko. Di ko naman na ito magagawa once na nagstart nako mag work. Don't get me wrong, may plano naman ako magtrabaho. In fact, excited ako to work. Yun nga lang, hindi ko pa naiisip kung san ako mag-aapply. Hindi ko problema ang qualifications, kasi may bonggang bonggang degree naman ako, DEGREES pala at civil service eligible pa ko. Problema ko lang kung saan ko ba talaga gustong magwork. Ang taray, habang ang milliong milliong tao, papasukan kahit anong work, eto naman ako, namimili pa. Some of you might think na nasasabi ko lang to dahil di ko pa nararanasan ang real world at oras na umalis ako sa comfort zone ko ay maiintindihan ko rin na hindi dapat namimili ng work. Wala ba akong karapatang mamili ng work? Isa pa, wala akong balak umalis sa comfort zone. Define comfort zone muna. LOL. Basta may malinis na tubig at bahay ok na ko dun. Pero i'm kidding. haha. Isa pang confusion, gusto kong mag law school. Gusto naman kaya ng law school sakin? Naniniwala kasi ako na saka ka lang mag law school pag sa tingin mo, yun ang calling mo. Ano bang senyales na yun na talaga ang calling mo? After ng Holy week, magsstart nako mag apply for work, so wish me luck. Hoy, GOOD luck lang ha, wala ng iba. hehehe. =D

The War at Home by Chip Tsao

Full text of 'The War at Home' by Chip Tsao
Updated April 01, 2009 12:50 AM

The Russians sank a Hong Kong freighter last month, killing the seven Chinese seamen onboard. We can live with that-—Lenin and Stalin were once the ideological mentors of all Chinese people. The Japanese planted a flag on Diàoyú Island. That's no big problem-—we Hong Kong Chinese love Japanese cartoons, Hello Kitty, and shopping in Shinjuku, let alone our round-the-clock obsession with karaoke.

But hold on-—even the Filipinos? Manila has just claimed sovereignty over the scattered rocks in the South China Sea called the Spratly Islands, complete with a blatant threat from its congress to send gunboats to the South China Sea to defend the islands from China if necessary. This is beyond reproach. The reason: There are more than 130,000 Filipina maids working as HK$3,580-a-month cheap labor in Hong Kong. As a nation of servants, you don't flex your muscles at your master, from whom you earn most of your bread and butter.

As a patriotic Chinese man, the news has made my blood boil. I summoned Louisa, my domestic assistant who holds a degree in international politics from the University of Manila, hung a map on the wall, and gave her a harsh lecture. I sternly warned her that if she wants her wages increased next year, she had better tell everyone of her compatriots in Statue Square on Sunday that the entirety of the Spratly Islands belongs to China.

Grimly, I told her that if war breaks out between the Philippines and China, I would have to end her employment and send her straight home, because I would not risk the crime of treason for sponsoring an enemy of the state by paying her to wash my toilet and clean my windows 16 hours a day. With that money, she would pay taxes to her Government, and they would fund a navy to invade our motherland and deeply hurt my feelings.

Oh yes. The Government of the Philippines would certainly be wrong if they think we Chinese are prepared to swallow their insult and sit back and lose a Falkland Islands War in the Far East. They may have Barack Obama and the hawkish American military behind them, but we have a hostage in each of our homes in the Mid-Levels or higher. Some of my friends told me they have already declared a state of emergency at home. Their maids have been made to shout 'China, Madam/Sir' loudly whenever they hear the word "Spratly". They say the indoctrination is working as wonderfully as when we used to shout, "Long live Chairman Mao!" at the sight of a portrait of our Great Leader during the Cultural Revolution. I’m not sure if that's going a bit too far, at least for the time being.

***** My thoughts *****

Yang mongoloid na yan. Aba, may mga katulong rin naman na Chinese, anong feeling niya, SUPREME RACE ang pinaggalingan niya? Bawasan niya nga ang ignorance niya dahil ang pinanggalingan niya ay nagkaroon ng organ harvesting issue, human rights issue dahil sa marahas na pamamalakad ng kanilang leader, child slavery dahil kelangang kelangan nila ng pera, execution and torture, slave labor kung saan ang mga chinese workers ay ginagawang ignorante at mangmang dahil sa kanilang patakaran na 1 million hours a day dapat sila magtrabaho, male prostitutes na ayon sa nabasa ko ay may estimated 10 million pokpok na chinese at karamihan ay lalake, ang idiotic lead poisoning sa sarili nilang kapwa chinese, mangdadamay pa ng ibang bata dahil nga for export ang gatas nilang hindi man lang maintindihan ang label, feeling naman nila major language ang mandarin kaya kahit na for export eh super mandarin pa rin ang print ng covers!!! Eh bat ba galit na galit siya? Eh di sibakin na niya ang filipina helper niya at magpakamatay na siya ng bonggang bongga, puro siya satsat! Nakakakulo ng dugo yang conceited chinese mongoliod na yan.

Typology

Type one, two and three. I’m not referring to diabetes, okay. It’s a different thing. After all, walang type 3 ang diabetes. LOL. Uh-oh. Meron na kaya! It’s the type of diabetes linked to alzheimer’s disease. By the way, it’s not my concern at this point in time. Let me tell you what. Pang-apat na taon ko na ngayon sa college at sa buong panahong ito ay nakita ko na ang mga uri ng estudyante. Akala mo ba teachers lang ang may interes sa ganyang observations? Well you thought wrong. Masarap mag-observe. Naaliw ka na nga, na e-exercise pa ang brain cells mo, it’s a win-win task. Oh anyway, base sa aking mga nakita, mayroong tatlong klase ng estudyante in the context of academe. Isang not so smart, isang really smart at isang diligent.
Oo nga, not so smart, hindi ako mapanghusga, hindi rin ako out of words. Ayaw ko lang gamitan ng euphemism kasi yun at yun pa rin naman ang ibig sabihin so what’s the point? Anyways, Mahirap ang kolehiyo para sa mga hindi nabiyayaan ng balanced intelligence sa left o right brain. Actually, simula ng malaman nila ang concept ng schooling and having a classmate and teacher, nagstart na rin ang kalbaryo sa buhay nila. Good thing may mga kilala akong willing naman talaga matuto at ma-improve ang present state ng brain nila. May mga na encounter na kasi akong estudyante, grabe kung mag-aral. Nalalaman ko pa na minsan madaling araw na sila natutulog dahil tinapos nila ang kanilang requirements at homeworks habang ang iba nilang classmates ay 1 hour lang nila tinapos ang parehong homeworks and take note, kasali na sa 1 hour na iyon ang youtube, friendster, multiply at iba pang irrelevant online communities. Sweet! Then here comes the hell week, I mean, exam week as average students would refer to, ilang oras bago magstart ang exam, nakikita ko silang natetense at alalang alala. At pag nakikita ko ang mga ganung eksena nila ay kinakabahan na rin ako. Di ko kasi alam kung bakit parang ako lang ang hindi worried about the exam. Di ba? Nakaka kaba pag di mo alam ang rason kung bakit ka hindi kinakabahan while everyone is so anxious? Ilang araw lang ay lumabas na ang result ng exam. Hindi ako makapaniwala. Parang nagbabasa ako ng libro ni bob ong while looking at their scores, mixed thoughts, natatawa, dahil parang hindi totoo at napapaisip dahil parang may mali. Wala pa sa ¼ ng passing rate ang score nila. I don’t want to think that they’re retarded, imbecile or whatever adjective’s more appropriate. So what went wrong? Curious ka? Alam ko, because the result begs the question WHY. So nanatili sa isip ko yang query na yan kaya naman gumawa ako ng paraan para magka idea ako kung bakit nagkaka ganun ang result ng exams nila. Concerned ako, hindi pakealamera. Well maybe they need help or anything, right? That’s what good fellow students do, help one another. He-he. Parang totoo ano. Well Nag-aral naman daw sila. Sadyang wala daw talaga lumalabas sa isip nila pag nakikita na nila ang questions. Kahit ganoon ang result ng lahat ng exam nila, saludo ako sa mga ganyang hindi gaanong nabiyayaan ng masyadong katalinuhan kasi atleast sinubukan nila and did not let themselves be doomed forever to the burning gallows of ignorance for not doing their part as students. But of course meron din talagang hindi nag-aaral mabuti. Yun bang napipilitan lang pumasok sa school para makahingi ng allowance at para ma i-display ang uniform para lang masabing sila ay estudyante. That’s bad. It makes them look young, you know. Iba ang sense of humor nila. Kung anong nakakatawa sa tingin ng karamihan ay siya namang walang impact pag dating sa kanya. Sila usually yung active sa non-academics. May konting alam sila sa sayaw, kanta at kung anu-ano pang talent na for sure ay hindi nila nagagamit sa loob ng classroom. Mas feel nila ang fun doon kesa academic stress, forte kasi nila yun eh. Sino nga naman ang ayaw ng fun. Pero sabi nga nila, lahat ng sobra ay nakakasama. Sobrang fun man o sobrang aral. Balanced lang dapat. Bago pa ako ma accuse of being exaggeratedly opinionated and judgemental, I’ll move na sa pangalawang klase ng estudyante. Ang napaka swerteng lubos na nabiyayaan ng katalinuhan sa left or right brain, even greater, both. Amazing. I know, right. Bihira ang ganitong smartness. I mean, at least sa mga nakasalamuha ko na. Sila yung mga tipo ng estudyante na kahit hindi nagrereview till wee hours ay nakakakuha ng amazingly high or passing rate. Hindi rin sila madalas sa library. Someone whom I consider na part ng category na ito told me her secret. Hindi brain pills okay or worst thoughts, brain transplant. NO. NO. Nakikinig naman daw sila sa classroom discussions, but they are more sa pag se-self-study. May sarili siguro silang library sa bahay nila. Or maybe because of the advanced technology, may unlimited internet access sila so everything they need is in the tip of their hands. Cool! Nagpupuyat sila at one point pero they make sure na magpe-pay off ang sacrifices nila. Ang galing no? They don’t usually carry with them so much books in school. Kasi naman daw, sa bahay daw sila nagbabasa, hindi sa school. The reason why they bring their books at times ay para may reference sila while the discussion is on going, but most of the time, hindi nila dinadala ang libro. So I disagree sa ibang teachers na pinapagalitan ang students pag naiiwan ang books, na kesho yung bahay daw ba ang nag-aaral at iniiwan doon instead na isama sa school? One thing, hindi lahat ng nagdadala ng books sa school ay nagbabasa. Napatunayan ko na yan. Yung iba nga kulang na lang dalin ang lahat ng volume ng encyclopedia nila pero pag tinanong naman about something na nasa books na favorite niya naman daw kuno, wala naman siyang alam. Are these people crazy of bluffer lang talaga? Mahilig sa ego stroking. Everything is for show. For your eyes only sabi ko nga.LOL. But I’m not saying na lahat ng matalino ay hindi nagdadala ng books at all. Anyways, still on the second category. Kung sino pa ang madaming nalalaman ay sila pa yung hindi mayabang. Usually quiet lang sila. They don’t open topics na ma eemphasize ang intelligence gap between them and other people. After all, they don’t need to prove themselves to people. Pag itatanong mo sa kanila kung nag-aral ba sila prior to taking the exams, sagot lang nila ay pare-pareho, “hindi nga ako nakapag-aral eh”. Whoa! Hindi daw nakapag-aral pero kulang na lang ay ma uno na sila sa lahat ng subjects nila. On issues na kelangan ng facts sa conversation, ang mga nakaka usap nila na hindi maka relate at ayaw maniwala sa facts na iyon ay pilit na nakiki debate. Mahilig sa ubusan ng dugo or simply, nosebleed moments. Ang usual jokes nila ay mga tungkol sa politics, current issues, movies at iba pang topics na kung hindi ka makakasabay ay kailangan mo talaga manood ng news at magdala ng dictionary because these people don’t like the idea of simplifying things and pag hindi ka natawa sa joke or conversation nila, lost ka. Nakaka comatose naman sila kausap.
At dahil sumasakit na ang ulo ko kare-reminisce ng astonishing evidences of intelligence ng mga smart people na to ay move on na tayo sa pangatlong klase ng estudyante. Baka ikaw na to at maka relate ka na ng tuluyan. Magbasa ka lang. Sige. May classmate ako noon na napaka diligent. Swerte, kasi nabiyayaan ng labis na forbearance. Napakasipag mag-aral. Nagsusunog talaga ng kilay and good for them kasi nagpe-pay off naman kasi okay naman ang academic standing nila. Meron ka lang nito, it’ll keep you going all the way sa college. My younger brother would always reiterate the line “Patience is the key to success”. And it makes me think every once in a while that maybe he’s right at one point. Nadedevelop naman ang patience di ba? So may chance din na bumaba ang patience level nila at times at pag nangyari yun sayo and it’s the only thing that you have, you are so dead. Anyways, itong mga estudyanteng ito, they try their best to get by. Pakikisamahan nila lahat ng tao because others have this thought na maybe one day ay may kailangan sila sayo or ikaw sa kanya so they have to be mabait to everyone including teachers and school staffs. of course because they don’t like conflicts with people. Friendly. I know, right. Para silang library. Ang cool. Nasa kanila lahat ng kailangan mong reference at reviewer. They collect books kasi and references, like they are so organized. These students usually have the tendency of being frustrated for not achieving what they have set for themselves. Ang hirap din ano? But guess what, di pa rin sila nawawalan ng pag-asa. Try and try lang. Dahil sa labis na puyat dahil sa kaka-aral, tinutubuan na sila ng acne at kung anu-ano pang signs ng puyat. Pero kita mo naman, okay ang result ng paghihirap nila kaka-aral. Pumapasa naman sila, ang masama nga lang hindi sila nakukuntento. I know someone who’s so diligent, pag checking ng papers sa tests, hahanapan at hahanapan niya ng kamalian ang answers mo, no considerations at all. Kaya naman pag siya ang nagcheck ng mga sagot mo, you’ll be doomed! Mahilig silang mag-collect ng certificates, for future use daw. Kaya naman ang attendance nila sa lahat ng school activities ay so complete, seminar may iyon o anu pa man basta may issuance of certificate of attendace at the end of the activity. Pati mga organizations at clubs ay sinasalihan nila. Ang rason nila ay kailangan daw yun pag nag-apply sila ng job. Oh okay. Para daw sa portfolio nila. Fine. Another thing about them, they don’t do risky actions. If it’ll jeopardize their grades and reputations, it’s a no no to them. Safe mode sila forever. Ang gusto nila ay win-win. Kahit 70-30 chances, hindi pasado sa kanila. May times na leader sila sa isang team or group. Medyo may pagka perfectionist sila so it’s difficult and stressul to work with them. Work mode lang kayo forever. Serious sila ano? So naka relate ka naman ba?

Eh ikaw? Kelan ka magiging serious sa buhay? It’s a rhetorical question. Okay, don’t even bother to answer. Ang taray. Ouch. Reality bites eh?

Hindi ko naman totally sinasabi na innate na ang mga katalinuhan o kahinaan ng utak. Naniniwala ako na malaki ang factor ng environment kung saan ka lumaki at na nurture. It’ll affect your thinking capacity, your perceptions and of course ang ugali mo. It’s your foundation. Either you’ll be inspired or demotivated to do your thing in school. I can’t argue with the people na naniniwala or hindi naniniwala sa innate intelligence. Type one, two or three ka man, magkikita kita pa rin tayo sa iisang lugar. Ang graduation venue. We’ll be wearing the same popular graduation dress sa most awaited day na iyon. Meron nga lang isang taong mabibigyan ng pagkakataong mag speech sa harap ng madaming tao, meron din hindi. So let’s cross our fingers and hope. Who knows.

So pano schoolmate. See you there.

Cheers!

**Actually this was written on January 20, 2009. Graduate na ako nitong march 21 lang. hehe. =D