Hey, hey, hey, hey, where are we going today?
Finally, I am able to open up a link to post an entry.
I miss this. Just being able to write what I want. At work, I do write (well, type is the more appropriate word) but it's all what I need to encode in and not just what I feel like putting in. But then because of that, I'm getting better in blind typing. I still can't memorize the keyboard but I can type in the words that I want without looking back and forth from the screen to the keyboard that much.
The most common phrase that I get to type is Cannot connect to the Internet. I can now type it very fast. I'm proud of myself. Even for that fact alone. The next one is the phrase acct holder.
Really, I'm not so sure now what I'm trying to say in this entry. I just know that these things are being typed by my fingers. My brain's probably working somewhere along that journey there but I'm not so sure.
Okay, for the past week, I have not spent any time in my own bed. After work, I just crash into my parents' bedroom and sleep there. Most likely reason is that they have an air conditioning unit. Another probable reason is that their room is much darker due to the darker drapes and less windows. The windows in my room are extensive and are placed in such a way that too much light would enter. I don't even know why my dad designed it like that.
And the only times I entered my room were when I changed clothes and grabbed my things for work. Okay, so my time last week and also this and I'm guessing for the rest of my time in the company is inverted. For most people, at 12 midnight, they're in their sleep. Me, I'm at work having my lunch. Other people's lunchtime is my midnight-time for sleep.
And yesterday, I got into a little squabble with my mom as I tried to let her understand that. I know she's just worried about me and my health. I understand that, it's part of her being a mother. But then again, that right there, if she insists that my hours should also match theirs, when they eat lunch, I should also eat my lunch and not sleep, my health and I can also say diet is messed up. I need sleep too, even if I just take it for granted sometimes because now, I actually already have a job that can drain me after nine hours.
I like eating and all that but when I am too tired because of lack of sleep to even lift a spoon to my lips, I will forgo the food for that time. Knowing that less than ten hours later, I will be facing another round of challenge at work. A challenge that up until now, I'm hesitant to take and am still berating myself for diving into it.
Okay, that pretty much points out the insecurity and fear I have in this particular point in my life.
Well, let's stray away from that. In other news...
I just read off a blog entry by my college friend who I'm very surprised to read is now in Manila. It's good to hear from her (even if it is just through a blog of hers). And I think we're in the same account. It's funny because as I read her entry, I realize that we have had the same dilemma in training. Information overload. Over and over again. I look up to this friend of mine because she really is just brilliant and she has an awesome mind. To know that we struggle over similar things is overwhelming and at the same time humbling. Of course,she would struggle over something. She's human after all, like the rest of us.
It's amazing to think that a lot of us are now working. Looking back when we were goofing off in class, I don't think many of us really thought of the fact that we would be updating each other with the state of work instead of the usual assignments and teenage crushes. Time seems to have flown past in a fast pace.
I miss the days. But then time is constantly moving. I have to face forward and go on with life, mature and learn more.
I miss this. Just being able to write what I want. At work, I do write (well, type is the more appropriate word) but it's all what I need to encode in and not just what I feel like putting in. But then because of that, I'm getting better in blind typing. I still can't memorize the keyboard but I can type in the words that I want without looking back and forth from the screen to the keyboard that much.
The most common phrase that I get to type is Cannot connect to the Internet. I can now type it very fast. I'm proud of myself. Even for that fact alone. The next one is the phrase acct holder.
Really, I'm not so sure now what I'm trying to say in this entry. I just know that these things are being typed by my fingers. My brain's probably working somewhere along that journey there but I'm not so sure.
Okay, for the past week, I have not spent any time in my own bed. After work, I just crash into my parents' bedroom and sleep there. Most likely reason is that they have an air conditioning unit. Another probable reason is that their room is much darker due to the darker drapes and less windows. The windows in my room are extensive and are placed in such a way that too much light would enter. I don't even know why my dad designed it like that.
And the only times I entered my room were when I changed clothes and grabbed my things for work. Okay, so my time last week and also this and I'm guessing for the rest of my time in the company is inverted. For most people, at 12 midnight, they're in their sleep. Me, I'm at work having my lunch. Other people's lunchtime is my midnight-time for sleep.
And yesterday, I got into a little squabble with my mom as I tried to let her understand that. I know she's just worried about me and my health. I understand that, it's part of her being a mother. But then again, that right there, if she insists that my hours should also match theirs, when they eat lunch, I should also eat my lunch and not sleep, my health and I can also say diet is messed up. I need sleep too, even if I just take it for granted sometimes because now, I actually already have a job that can drain me after nine hours.
I like eating and all that but when I am too tired because of lack of sleep to even lift a spoon to my lips, I will forgo the food for that time. Knowing that less than ten hours later, I will be facing another round of challenge at work. A challenge that up until now, I'm hesitant to take and am still berating myself for diving into it.
Okay, that pretty much points out the insecurity and fear I have in this particular point in my life.
Well, let's stray away from that. In other news...
I just read off a blog entry by my college friend who I'm very surprised to read is now in Manila. It's good to hear from her (even if it is just through a blog of hers). And I think we're in the same account. It's funny because as I read her entry, I realize that we have had the same dilemma in training. Information overload. Over and over again. I look up to this friend of mine because she really is just brilliant and she has an awesome mind. To know that we struggle over similar things is overwhelming and at the same time humbling. Of course,she would struggle over something. She's human after all, like the rest of us.
It's amazing to think that a lot of us are now working. Looking back when we were goofing off in class, I don't think many of us really thought of the fact that we would be updating each other with the state of work instead of the usual assignments and teenage crushes. Time seems to have flown past in a fast pace.
I miss the days. But then time is constantly moving. I have to face forward and go on with life, mature and learn more.