Saturday, April 24, 2010

Ang Aking Interview sa Miss Gay Barangay

Kaninang umaga ginanap ang preliminary interview ko sa aking pagsabak muli sa mundo ng promotion.

Naalala ko tuloy si Arnold, yung stylist ko sa Salon na pinapagpagupitan ko sa Maynila, noong una niya akong ginupitan.

Arnold: Sir, mukhang bago kayo ah. Bakit niyo po naisipang magpagupit dito?

Me: Kailangan ko kasi maging guwapo, para sa promotion.

Arnold: Ahh! kailan naman po ang biyahe niyo sa Japan?


Hindi ako na-promote. Pero after that, sa kanya na ako lagi nagpapagupit.

Going back to the real "promotion" I'm talking about. I am hoping that the interviewer saw the meeting as I saw it - Well. I believe (pageant na pageant!) that I was able to communicate well what my objectives were and what contributions and knowledge could I impart.

But then again, I am just hoping. I am not expecting. Mahirap na, baka ultimo sa barangay-level eh hindi pa ako manalo.

Friday, April 23, 2010

And the Winner is...

Miss India!

Nak ng! Isa na naman ako sa mga pumalakpak para sa mga nanalo. Sayang ang petroleum jelly sa ngipin ko. I didn't get pass the second round of interviews. Sa ibang paraan ko na lang gagamitin 'tong Jelly ko.

Ito ang kuwento ko. Ang istorya ng limang taong pag-aasam sa mimithing bituin at ningning ng pag akyat sa tinaguriang "Corporate Ladder". Mark Joe - Thank you girl. Huhu!

Kailan kaya ako mapo-promote? Kelan ko kaya maririnig ang cute at napakagandang pangalan ko na isinisigaw sa entablado ng trabaho?

No one knows.

When a door closes, a window opens.

Kakatapos lang ng Miss Philippines.

Di ako tanggap sa Team Lead position.

Kaka-pass lang ni Sup Jod ng Letter of Intent ko.

Buti na lang may Miss Gay Baguio.

Sana this time makuha ko naman ang korona ng Assistant di ba?

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Catching Up

Malapit nang mag-isang buwan nung huling magpost ako sa blog na'to. Mukhang mapapahaba 'tong post na 'to.

McCoi's singing White Christmas in the background. Right in the middle of summer. Parang gustong sabihing hintayin ko na lang ang pasko para sa susunod na post ko.

Sa 28 araw na hindi ako nakapagsulat dito, andami ng nangyari. Felt like I wanted to share a lot but I can't. Andaming pumapasok sa isip ko pero di ko alam kung saan ako magsisimula.

Gusto kong i-share that I'm proud to have helped reduce Manila's population density when I moved here in Baguio. Ayon sa Wikipedia, ang Capital ng Pinas ang may pinakamalaking population density sa mundo. 43,079.5/km2 would you believe? at least sa Baguio, 6,324/km2 lang.

Gusto ko ding ikuwento na masaya ako sa 4-day workweek ko sa trabaho. With it, I got to spend Good Friday sa La Union. First time kong makapag-beach on Holy week.

Nandyan din yung pagmamaganda ko sa opisina when I applied for a higher position when I'm barely qualified (tenure wise). I just had my interview. Nag-iintay na lang ng feedback o e-mail from them. Sana wag muna feedback. Gusto ko pa mainterview uli, pag feedback ang binigay nila, ibig sabihin ligwak agad ako sa fist round of eliminations eh.

Parang pagaent lang ang tingin ko sa mga job interviews at isa ako sa mga contestants na umaasam na manalo. Kaso feeling ko isa lang ako sa mga thank you girls. I have never been promoted, laging eliminated. Hanggang semifinals lang. Sana this time, I'd fit what they're looking for. Sana this time, ako naman ang maging Miss Universe nila.

Which leads me to think about Miss Venus Raj. I support her. She deserves the crown. She worked hard for it. She has the fighting chance sa Miss U. Sayang. Mukhang tama ang mga komentaristang badette na may conflict of interest ang head ng BPCI because she's Colombian.

And speaking of Badettes, naisip ko din na mali ang desisyon ko na wag magparehistro kase hindi ko maiboboto ang Ladlad. Gusto ko sila i-promote. "Equal rights, not special rights". Naalala ko tuloy itong istoryang ito:

An engineering professor is treating her husband, a loan officer, to dinner for finally giving in to her pleas to shave off the scraggly beard he grew on vacation. His favorite restaurant is a casual place where they both feel comfortable in slacks and cotton/polyester-blend golf shirts. But, as always, she wears the gold and pearl pendant he gave her the day her divorce decree was final. They're laughing over their menus because they know he always ends up diving into a giant plate of ribs but she won't be talked into anything more fattening than shrimp.
Quiz: How many biblical prohibitions are they violating? Well, wives are supposed to be 'submissive' to their husbands (I Peter 3:1). And all women are forbidden to teach men (I Timothy 2:12), wear gold or pearls (I Timothy 2:9) or dress in clothing that 'pertains to a man' (Deuteronomy 22:5). Shellfish and pork are definitely out (Leviticus 11:7, 10) as are usury (Deuteronomy 23:19), shaving (Leviticus 19:27) and clothes of more than one fabric (Leviticus 19:19). And since the Bible rarely recognizes divorce, they're committing adultery, which carries the rather harsh penalty of death by stoning (Deuteronomy 22:22).
So why are they having such a good time? Probably because they wouldn't think of worrying about rules that seem absurd, anachronistic or - at best - unrealistic. Yet this same modern-day couple could easily be among the millions of Americans who never hesitate to lean on the Bible to justify their own anti-gay attitudes. by: Deb Price, And Say Hi To Joyce


Maliban sa dami ng gusto ko i-kuwento at pag-usapan, andami ko ding gustong gawin na hindi ko naman masimulan. Hayst! Will someone let me teach how to prioritize?