PROLOGUE

I am so thankful that my career is on its first step.

I want to thank GOD and all the saints and angels who heard me and helped me out.

I want to thank myself.

I want to thank my family.

I want to thank my friends.

I want to thank everybody.

TAIHEN ARIGATOU GOZAIMASHITA!

PART ONE

it’s been four days since i knew that I’m already "IT!" yes! i did "IT".

all the hardships, all the drama, all the action…. i did everything…

except, to study harder.

but I’m lucky i got it! now, my name has new letters in it.

not Jr.

not Sr.

not I, II, III…

but: RN 

now, i want to go for: MSN

yours truly,

GLAIZA DE RAYA ELEVADO, RN

PART TWO:

two weeks that I became a servant again! yes, a servant.

but now, the curse is broken.

I’m back on my feet again.

thank God.

hope to see "YOU" soon.

TRICK 6:

    I hate to be a bummer. The results (NLE JUNE 2007) are eating the 2 months of my life.

    I tried to think of something.  (B1 and B2… enter the scene!)

    CALL CENTER JOB! (CCJ)

    Most of the new grads these days resort to CCJs as their fall back, until they find the job prescribed for the courses  they accomplished.

    Just like me.

   A BS Nursing graduate. Great! But where is nursing taking me?

    To the bathroom, dining room, kitchen, lavatory, laundry area… around the four dark corners of our house! I am getting fatter and fatter like a big maid serving my 4 masters the whole day! (and additional, a dog!)

    I am so tired. My synapses are no longer working. My life is crap.

    Nothing is left of me except, my soul. And now, it starts to melt.

    No growth.

    No development.

    No money.

    No career.

No choice.

TRICK 7:

    God, help me.

    I tried to apply to 3 call centers.

    FIRST ATTEMPT: 24/7
    RESULT: F to the A to the I to the L to the E to the D. Fergilicious!

    SECOND ATTEMPT: E-TELECARE
    RESULT: P.A.S.S.E.D.

    THIRD accidental ATTEMPT: CONVERGYS
    RESULT: P.A.S.S.E.D.
    ADDENDUM: moving to CCT

TRICK 8:

    Career move?

    I’m out of words.

TRICK 9:

    FIRST ATTEMPT TO MAKE AN ENGLISH BLOG: TODAY.

ADDENDUM:

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    NOSEBLEED.    

TRICK 1:

    An hour ago, I was walking along Commonwealth when I noticed something.

    I was alone. Again…

    …even up to now.

    I hate how it feels. But I am aware that it’s my wish, and I am only getting what I’ve wished for.

    I always ask myself, "Why? Why do i have to be in this situation?"

    I am so confused, and I’ll always be. 

TRICK 2:

    In this world, no man is an island, as the cliche always goes. You just can’t walk and work alone.

    Yeah, right! You live inside a house with your family. You follow certain rules.

    Yeah, right! You work inside a company with your workmates and bosses. You follow certain rules.

    Yeah, right! You study in a certain school with your classmates and teachers. And you have to follow rules.

    Yeah, right! I have my cliques in a certain place. And I have to follow the rules… of friendship.

    There are rules even though they don’t exist!

     Rule of Nature.

    Rule of God.

    Rule of the Government.

    Rule of the People.   

Rule of Rules.

    I hate rules.

    From now on, I’ll try to live without them!

That is my rule!

    Yeah, right!

TRICK 3:

    I might be sick…

    …Because I’m so sick of everything!

TRICK 4:

    Why do most of my answers in kokology quizzes reveal my true self?

    I hate it when I answered, "The blue bird turned black."

    I hate it more when I answered, "It’s a beautiful picture, isn’t it?"

    I hate it the most when I answered, "… gene sais pas!"

    baka! (idiot!)

TRICK 5:

    Things are getting better, until I made something wrong.

    I never want to blame myself, but I can’t help it.

    I’m started to build a good friendship but now, I lost it.

    I wished to work in a call center. Now I’ll have it. (What about my NLE results? What if I pass?….What if I fail? What if I make it to the top? What if not? Damn it! I hate second thoughts…third…fourth…)

    I want my blood to be examined.

    I got the results.

    Now, my doctor restricted me of everything! (And I mean, everything! What can I eat? SOIL? COCKROACH? DEAD LEAVES? GRASS? CRAP! What about, SOAP? And don’t forget WATER.)

    I always wanted to leave the house. Now, I’m out! I’m broke. (Sob. Sob. And sob.)

    Now I miss everything.

    Remorse. Remorse. And more remorse.