No Quitting

Hurting feet from long-distance driving; puffy and buggy eyes from sleepless nights; squashed mind from overthinking; and weakening and slimming body from busyness... All were obtained due to loads of commitment I carry. Neither do I hate nor regret that I devote myself to these for I look upon them as blessings. It is just that my body and mind feel like quitting.

My on-the-job-training will start this Tuesday. Deadly schedule is what I got. I am assigned in ABS-CBN TFC's Balitang Middle East. Hence, the production follows the time there. Philippine is 5-6 hours ahead of Middle East countries. Monday is considered as day-off. During Tuesdays and Wednesdays, my work starts at 2 pm and ends at 8 pm. I need to be in the office at 2 pm on Thursdays til 7 am of Fridays. Na-uh! You read it right. 17-hour work then imma rush to CEU - Malolos Bulacan for my 11:30 class. Also, I have my classes during Saturdays. My boss did not command me to have this toxic schedule. I accepted it because I want to accomplish it as early as possible. Not to mention, that is only for my 120-hour TV OJT. I still have to deal with my 100-hour radio OJT.

It doesn't end there. I joined a competition and there was no reason to ignore the opportunity. Honored is how I feel to be chosen as a representative of a university. That's why I accepted this commitment, once more. For this, we are required to attend rehearsal every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at CEU - Mendiola Manila. Since we are located in Malolos Bulacan, our adviser and USC president opted to only show up on chosen crucial dates. And this is extremely terrible! C'mon! I drive from north to south followed by executing catwalk for 2-3 hours straight with my 5-inch heels, expect me to drive myself home? Fortunately, I'm with a newly-met friend who knows how to drive. Yehey! Hahaha... Do you know what makes my journey in this competition easy-peasy? It is the support of my school and the people. For instance, Ma'am Ponce gives us advises... no... the best advice rather. Keith, Clarence, Kuya Paolo and Kuya Windsor have been so kind and generous to me.

I was with Kuya Paolo and Kuya Windsor last Friday for a photoshoot. It's funny that no matter how sleepy and exhausted I was, everything seemed to be just fine. It's prolly because of Kuya Pao's wittiness and Kuya Windsor's chivalry.

Because of my situation, my parents are worried about my health and my safety when I travel back and forth between Pampanga and Manila. Hopefully, I'm gonna find a shelter around ABS-CBN building.

So tired I feel towards the end of the day, but I'm having fun. Partly because it makes me forget a particular problem and of course it's worth it. I meet different people, gain new friends, showcase my skills, broaden my horizons, and appreciate folks around me. And hey! This is my last semester of college, so I must treasure every moment of it...

Two Different Hearts

He wore blue shirt. She wore pink dress.

He put on his slip-on shoes. She put on her doll shoes.

He carried a back bag. She carried a shoulder bag.

He put a monocolor tattoo. She put a colorful make-up.

He collected gadgets. She collected accessories.

He was into music. She was into fashion.

He excelled in programming. She excelled in broadcasting.

He watched sci-fi and action. She watched drama and romance.

He drank beer and smoked cigar. She drank shake and avoided smokers.

He partied hard at home. She studied hard at home.

He was addicted to gaming. She was addicted to blogging.

He was High. She was Sedate.

Different ways of grooming never became a hitch.

Different interests never became a hitch.

Different mood never became a hitch.

Different dreams never became a hitch.

Diversity makes romance rip-roaring every so often,

That makes it more passionate or even the warmest,

For you have a go to understand and accept each other.

But multitude of diversity turned out to be adversity.

Breathe in, breathe out, silence...

Wanting to linger the tender feeling in all sincerity,

Both were longanimous in the face of adversity

Strong enough to love for a thousand years.

He took a turn in the uptown.

She made her way to the downtown.

Escaping the pain, erasing the memories.

A cry of anguish burst as they parted ways.

He was like this. She was like that.

No matter how different they are,

It is just amazing how two hearts once found each other

In a world filled with ambivalence and difference.

Sail Smoothly

This is the sequel of my blog "Nothing beats the feeling of being w/ my family!".

A 20-day vacation in Riyadh was too quick. I am currently in the Philippines. Homesickness sure exists. After I flew back here, I immediately arranged all the requirement for our On-the-Job-Training (OJT), attended a rehearsal for a certain pageant, and managed my evaluation papers for graduation. But luckily, I was able to pamper myself in a salon.

My last semester in college seems to be tough. Gobs of commitments are in my hands and need to be accomplished before March. Everything's sailing smoothly so far. =) My only fuss right now is my weight. I'm getting thinner. I'm knocking myself out to eat bunch of food. But I can't. No appetite! Perhaps because I think of stuff which are not worth-thinking-of but they inevitably pop out from my mind. Argh!

I'll just update my blog from time to time. I hope everything will continuously sail this way. =)

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Lemme share some photos taken at Ketchup resto in Riyadh. :)