Badtrip

I promised myself that I would not rant again about a job that I will be
taking/doing. But this time Im not going to rant about the job itself like
I usually do. lol

I just cant help it. See, I moved here to my new workplace because it is
my belief that I would be working abroad. Japan that is. Yes I did went
to Japan. Yes I did work there for more than 2 weeks and was sent back
here to start a project that we are doing right now. Before I came back
home, that was around late May of this year, I was told that I would be
staying here for at least 2 months tops. But viola, august is at its dying
stage yet Im still here. Im here for the last 3 months and havent heard
any word on when I will go back.

Hell, I even think they're plan is not to let me leave at least by the
year's end. wtf?!

How did I know this?

I stumble upon a file of my Japanese officemate of calendar working days
and my name is still there till the end of the year!

My oh my.. One thing that pisses me off is how they would promise a
thing and then not keep it. Specially with companies. That's one of the
reasons I resigned from my first job.

I took a paycut(Philippine based that is) to work here! I dont even have
benefits!

SSS, Phil Health, Health Insurance and the likes, when Im here in the
Philippines!

I knew that before and I accepted it because I knew back then that I will be
leaving soon. Im marked as an OFW who works in Pinas.

Amazing.

I guess its now time to talk to them on what is the real plan for me in
this company.

Honestly, I want to move out as early as now before I sink in deeper.

self proclaimed diva?!

Came across a name that made waves through the Filipino bloggers recently.

A self proclaimed diva named Malu Fernandez.

here's an excerpt from an article she wrote for People Asia Magazine.

However I forgot that the hub was in Dubai and the majority of the OFWs (overseas Filipino workers) were stationed there. The duty-free shop was overrun with Filipino workers selling cell phones and perfume. Meanwhile, I wanted to slash my wrist at the thought of being trapped in a plane with all of them.

While I was on the plane (where the seats were so small I had bruises on my legs), my only consolation was the entertainment on the small flat screen in front of me. But it was busted, so I heaved a sigh, popped my sleeping pills and dozed off to the sounds of gum chewing and endless yelling of “HOY! Kumusta ka na? At taga san ka? Domestic helper ka rin ba?” Translation: “Hey there? Where are you from? Are you a domestic helper as well?” I though I had died and God had sent me to my very own private hell.

On my way back, I had to bravely take the economy flight once more. This time I had already resigned myself to being trapped like a sardine in a sardine can with all these OFWs smelling of AXE and Charlie cologne while Jo Malone evaporated into thin air.


I am an OFW myself and it really hurts to be put down much less by a fellow Filipino.
I actually am preventing myself from commenting but I just couldn't help it.

Sure she has her rights as a journalist. I am not taking it from her. What it didn't seem right was to belittle us OFWs (or Filipinos below her socioeconomic status). It was never right to discriminate. There is no excuse for bigotry.

Whats wrong with using cheap perfumes? Whats wrong with greeting your kababayan with glee and joy on a plane? DAMMIT... WHAT?!?!

I read books thicker than a magazine but for the life of me, I still cannot appreciate her so-called acerbic wit.

Philippines is a third world country. people struggle to have a meal at least 3 times a day.. and some members of the family go abroad to support those who remain here. sacrificing everything, being far away from their loved ones so they could have a decent life.

Reality is, There is nothing FUCKING FUNNY ABOUT THAT!

Birthday Party

Last Aug4, It was my birthday and I have been so busy at work that I didnt have time to plan a party.. Well, I thought I just need my friends to be with me that day and drink beer to our heart's content..Which is we always do everytime a friend celebrates a birthday.. lol..

Anyways, Aug3, I spend the night at my girlfriend's house so that when I wake up, Im with her on my birthday.. yiiihhii.. So there, It started out with her and her family, had a great breakfast and then off we went to church to hopefully catch a mass but there wasnt one when we got to the chruch..

after the church, We proceded to go home to angeles to prepare something for the inuman sessions..

Went to the market to buy some fish and some small things that would suffice as pulutan.. lol..

around 6, my officemate texted me and said they are on thier way to our place.. which of course would take about 2hrs before they arrive.. he was with a japanese colleague whom I invited so that he would have an experience on how birthdays are celebrated here.. for the boys of course.. :D

Mom cooked some meal for dinner and just about time she finished when my officemates arrived and my bestfriend jomski along with his girlfriend..

after dinner, its inuman time.. chitchat with the japanese and friends..then one by one, barkadas are coming..

damn rain kept on disturbing our inuman session..we have to move one place to another in our frontyard to avoid it..lol

My barkadas kept on teasing the japanese.. haha! it was a laughing trip of inuman..

We finished around 4:30 and I have to take my officemates to the bus station..

got home around 5, wishwash and went to bed.. 7am my girlfriend woke me up for its time for her to home to..
took here to the bus station and then went home again and back to sleep..

had my cousins take care of cleaning up the mess we did.. hehehe.. so far, that all I can remember.. lol