Tuesday, August 09, 2005

The Payslip Adventure

It's been two months and three weeks and bits of my life are slowly changing.

After the first few weeks at the office, I realized how difficult it is to start an episode of my very own uno-novella. Adjustment is one of my major issues, somehow I feel a bit uncomfortable in my workplace and my ten-too-many bosses and colleagues because they're either too friendly or snubby. But that's okay, the first few months of awkwardness in a workplace is normal, everybody manages to go through with it.

Friends still in school ask me, what's it like to earn?

= Shat

But i have to do it, i don't want to feel empty, bored, and worthless. Working will be a part of me, like for everybody else after graduating. It doesn't matter if you get small pay, or strange bosses, or overlaping projects. What matters most is you are a contributor of service to a community, you are a practitioner of what you have learned from school, and you are happy with what you are up to right now.

It's not all shat. I am happy that i do what i do best from what i've learned from the last five years of college, I am happy i am working for an institution that acknowleges my skills, and most of all, I am happy to go on a big payslip adventure every fifteen days - it's all part of the contract.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

"Daw Tatay, Baboy, Loomba-loomba ka." ---> Thank you, i feel better about myself now.

I stepped on the weighing scale and glared at the little lines and numbers revolving around the red needle. When the spinning stopped, I lifted an eyebrow. I have become overweight.

I gained 5 pounds in just a month, the horror. Weee.

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Mom's organized our photo album today so my siblings and i couldnt help sorting out the pictures with our faces on them. I found about six pictures with me in it, half from two to three years ago; and the other half, one from three days ago, and two from last December.

Seeing my waist-line go from okay to nyey, i wished i never got older.

When Mom saw the youthful pictures of herself in a video i made for her birthday. She looked great during her time.

She replayed the video ten times over, the memories from her youth got to her and eventually, she became teary eyed.

People complain a lot about how hard it is to be fat all the time, and how fulfilling it is to lose it. But then, why trouble yourself about how you look when you have a life ahead of you that's fat with more important things to think about?

It's easy to say that you are perfect just the way you are. It's the accepting that's not quite like a walk in the park.