Thursday, April 20, 2017

On loving my job

Here's something work-related for a change. See, my boss is Joe Zaldarriaga. He's the spokesperson of Meralco and the Head of Meralco's Corporate Communications - Public Information Office (PIO). He handles interviews about issues that involve the company.

After more than 8 years in the business center, I was able to transfer to Sir Joe's team. I now work as a Corporate Communications Associate since December of last year. Since I am already experienced in handling customer concerns, I always help him craft his statements during interviews. I do the necessary research and coordination and I often accompany him. That has been one of my major roles in the team.

I remember a few months ago, he mentioned that he will soon be assigning us some of his interviews, depending on what it is about. Of course, customer-related concern was assigned to me. True enough, the unimaginable happened.

Last April 17, I was interviewed via phonepatch for the first time. Luckily, it was just about a busted streetlight which took awhile to be repaired. Whew. It was nerve-wracking. I felt my fingers go numb while I was talking to Julius Babao. It was then that I realized that my boss's job is so much harder than I imagined it to be. One wrong word/statement can and may cause an impact on Meralco's image as a company.



April 17 Interview

April 20 Interview

Sir Joe said that my voice had a good register on air and contrary to how I think I sounded, he said I sounded friendly. He also said that I did good so I guess it's safe to assume that I did not say anything wrong during the interview because honestly, I was really panicking inside during the interview and I can't remember most of the things I said on air after so I really wasn't sure if I did well but since Sir Joe said that I did good then I just have to take his word for it. Gotta be used to this.

True it is that when you love your job, it loves you back. I'm excited and nervous all in one breath. *big smile*



Happy birthday, Mommy!

Here's something I wrote for my mom for her birthday last April 17.

She doesn't look like she's 56 but she is. 

We all think and believe that our mom is the best mom there is because it'll be worse than a crime to say and believe otherwise, right? It's also what the law of God dictates. The fourth commandment clearly says, "Honor thy father and thy mother." Besides, she is the only mother I got which practically doesn't give me any choice. It's not like I grew up under someone else's guidance.

HOWEVER, that isn't really the case. I will tell you my mom is the best because that's a fact. That's THE fact. She really is. I can live one life after the other and if given the chance to choose who I want for a mom, I will choose her over and over and over and over again. Sounds like a cliche but again, that's a fact. That's THE fact. Being a mother, as I've witnessed, is a "tiresome-no-joke-I-want-a-break-but-who-am-I-kidding" kind of job and that is why everyday as I watch my mom do her thing, I still feel amazed with how great she is in being one. Her greatness honestly makes me doubt myself if I can be as great or a better one someday. She set the bar so high that reaching it seems next to impossible.

See, I can rave all day and bombard you all with reasons why I can confidently claim that I have the best mom but Mother's Day isn't until next month so I gotta save some for that. Actually, all I really want is to just greet her because it's her birthday today. Yes, it's her birthday hence it is only fitting to shower her with loving words and compliments that are based on facts of course, isn't it? *wink*

To my beautiful mom, happy, happy birthday! You're another year wiser and stronger and you should be proud, Mama. You've endured a lot. You may not be able to do most of the things that you want to do for yourself because you keep doing things for us and because we take a lot of your time and I admit we are oftentimes a pain in the *ss but please know that you are always appreciated and that none of your efforts and sacrifices ever goes unnoticed. We love you so much, Mama. Thank you for everything. Ikaw yung birthday celebrator but it was us, since the day you married dad, that was given the greatest gift - YOU!

Again, happy birthday and I hope you had a great time today because you deserve nothing but the best of everything. Love you so much and I'll see you soon!

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I love my mother so much and I can't imagine not needing her in this lifetime ever. My mom deserves more than well-stitched loving words and I may not be the perfect daughter but I am trying my best to make her feel loved every chance I get. My mom is the best. She really is. 

Friday, April 7, 2017

I'm 31. So what?

Why do some people make it seem like still having high standards at my age is something that is not good to have? I have limited time, maybe but does that mean I have limited choices as well? "Your market value decreases as you age." Market? Value? wtf. Then if that's the case, I'm a wine. I get better with age and time. So, LEAVE. ME. ALONE.

I do understand that there's a conception-related risk involved here like I may not have a baby or it may be difficult to have one. Needless to say but it's obviously the risk I am willing to take. I know a lot of people who have been married before their 30s but still hasn't conceived yet. Not to mention that I also have female friends who are not married but already have kid/s. Point is, if you're meant to have a child, you will have one. Neither civil status nor age can hold bearing to that. Maybe it just increases the probability of it happening but that's beside the point.

I don't want to settle just because I am worried about my eggs or just because I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life. I admit, I still dream of walking down the aisle, changing my surname, getting pregnant, being called mama, and all those stuff but I refuse to settle just to have that. We're talking about lifetime commitment here and frankly, after all my failed and "almost" relationships, I am scared to make the mistake of settling for the sake of settling. If you get what I mean.

These are my eggs and this is my life and it's no one else's effin' business.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Of weddings and punishments

She stopped talking to me. FB messages were seen but left unanswered like everything on it didn't matter AT ALL. Like every apology and bit of explanation meant nothing. Text messages were ignored like it was a scam or some random advisory from Globe. She would send stuff to our friends and would exclude me. She would like their posts but not mine. Heck, even her best friend who happens to be one of my best pals too seemed to be taking sides now, which is actually fine except that the side he chose was not mine. I am being punished for missing her wedding like it's something I did purposely. Like I missed it for something that's not important. Like I never wanted to go at all. 

She is unforgiving and it breaks my heart.

pms writing

Been feeling extra sensitive and extra emotional lately. Maybe this is just pms talking.. errrr, writing. In ordinary days, the only tweets you'll see on my account would be the ones I cross post from my IG. But now, I've just posted my seventh tweet for the day. I repeat, seventh.

Odd as it may seem but today, I really feel like a pail filled with water... so full that even the slightest of movements can and will cause spillage. And like any liquid, volatile as it naturally is, it will eventually go away on its own. It will evaporate on thin air and will leave no trace. Like nothing really happened. Like I never said anything. Like I never felt anything.

I am not word vomiting, am I? PMS, go away.