“If everything will fail, will you be brave to stay?”
I know I am not a strong person but I am not that weak enough to break down my life. Sooner or later, I ‘m going to stand up and eating the sweetest cake man had ever taste.
I like the song by Hillary Duff, -Some1s watching over me-, it hooks me up positively. It states of not giving up anything. In relation to that song, I got a job from a company just this Oct. 26. Since I need much bucks for Xmas and got nothing to do other than waiting for a job (for 3 months) much better than this, I grabbed the chance. It’s much better than nothing to do at all.
I started the day with appreciating and be impressed by the work group. It was not that tough and hard too. Everything was perfect except that I sweat much to what I expected. What kind of workplace they have? Any proper ventilation could have been useful and truthfully the whole atmosphere wasn’t that convenient to stay more than 8 working hours. However, colleagues were fun to be with and they were so nice to me as well. We were all done and thankfully it was an unchained first day of work.
After the tiring day, I went home and changed. Rey came by and we took our time in an internet café. He was perfecting his credentials and I busily downloading some Mediavideos. I admit I’m a youtube addict. I sat in the middle pc with Rey at my right and two haggard boys blowing up the rakion thing at my left. It was just a night for fun and relaxation. But was it supposed to be like that? I should have hope so.
Twenty minutes later, Rey tapped my right shoulder and showed me his revised resume. It was a matter of 30 seconds when I turned back to see my pc with my headset still in my ears. I hardly noticed 2 boys from my left silently stood up and logged off their pc. They were both in a computer. Time passes by and I was about to log off too when I remembered my celphone which was left in my pc desk a while ago.
Yap you guessed it, it was gone!. There wasn’t a huge reaction and I didn’t panic. Perhaps, I didn’t want some scandalous attempt around the café. In fact, I already had an instinct that it will be happening earlier at home. But I wasn’t praying for it though. I started to ask Rey and we both searched the desk areas, the attendant if they have seen anything and the whole place. But it’s too late to realize those two guys sitting at my left earlier were the suspected looter. Where is the great peaceful Dumaguete gone, huh?
To my surprise, there wasn’t hatred and disappointments on my side. The only thing I worried about was what if the companies I applied will call on that phone. How would I know now the updates of my old friends? But other than that, I was feeling something. I know it’s weird but I felt relieve that it was gone. Probably, this is the answer of my prayer to start my life all over again. Everytime kasi I had it, I felt restless and whenever I see numbers of old friends, it’s like just a waste to click on them because there is the feeling that I don’t belong to them anymore. Much to say, I had to welcome my future and erase the baggage of my past. Whatever is left, it could have been the best selection from God. I have to start my life again and I know humility can change my old being into someone better.
Everything has a purpose. Let's turn to God and be thankful.
I like the song by Hillary Duff, -Some1s watching over me-, it hooks me up positively. It states of not giving up anything. In relation to that song, I got a job from a company just this Oct. 26. Since I need much bucks for Xmas and got nothing to do other than waiting for a job (for 3 months) much better than this, I grabbed the chance. It’s much better than nothing to do at all.
I started the day with appreciating and be impressed by the work group. It was not that tough and hard too. Everything was perfect except that I sweat much to what I expected. What kind of workplace they have? Any proper ventilation could have been useful and truthfully the whole atmosphere wasn’t that convenient to stay more than 8 working hours. However, colleagues were fun to be with and they were so nice to me as well. We were all done and thankfully it was an unchained first day of work.
After the tiring day, I went home and changed. Rey came by and we took our time in an internet café. He was perfecting his credentials and I busily downloading some Mediavideos. I admit I’m a youtube addict. I sat in the middle pc with Rey at my right and two haggard boys blowing up the rakion thing at my left. It was just a night for fun and relaxation. But was it supposed to be like that? I should have hope so.
Twenty minutes later, Rey tapped my right shoulder and showed me his revised resume. It was a matter of 30 seconds when I turned back to see my pc with my headset still in my ears. I hardly noticed 2 boys from my left silently stood up and logged off their pc. They were both in a computer. Time passes by and I was about to log off too when I remembered my celphone which was left in my pc desk a while ago.
Yap you guessed it, it was gone!. There wasn’t a huge reaction and I didn’t panic. Perhaps, I didn’t want some scandalous attempt around the café. In fact, I already had an instinct that it will be happening earlier at home. But I wasn’t praying for it though. I started to ask Rey and we both searched the desk areas, the attendant if they have seen anything and the whole place. But it’s too late to realize those two guys sitting at my left earlier were the suspected looter. Where is the great peaceful Dumaguete gone, huh?
To my surprise, there wasn’t hatred and disappointments on my side. The only thing I worried about was what if the companies I applied will call on that phone. How would I know now the updates of my old friends? But other than that, I was feeling something. I know it’s weird but I felt relieve that it was gone. Probably, this is the answer of my prayer to start my life all over again. Everytime kasi I had it, I felt restless and whenever I see numbers of old friends, it’s like just a waste to click on them because there is the feeling that I don’t belong to them anymore. Much to say, I had to welcome my future and erase the baggage of my past. Whatever is left, it could have been the best selection from God. I have to start my life again and I know humility can change my old being into someone better.
Everything has a purpose. Let's turn to God and be thankful.