Beggar's Cannot Be Choosers

Since I am working in a company wherein Yahoo Messenger is a necessity I do got this opportunity to chat friends online abroad. Whom can jive me at my graveyard shift work.(opposite to where they are it's morning of coarse). Got to chat with a long not so lost friend Kevin Atienza. He's my buddy on my Nursing 100 at Emilio Aguinaldo College Manila Campus. He was such a great good buddy(actually I have 3 good doods right at that time). He offers me a ride( I am a beggar student lol.) Going to the university and home vice versa!(shala I'm a beggar in a VIOS service with a driver *Kevin*). It happens that he lives at United Paranaque Subdivision where have to pass through Bagong Lipunan Condominium at Taguig Manila. Lucky I am he's a friend of mine. I have had a free ride and our schedule really fits. Kevin was a naughty one. If you can't ride on his green and blastoff jokes you will get irritated . But he really had a big heart. Countless times I remember treating me to some expenses on school group projects. The other two was Romer and Jayson(the mj guy)hahaha. Well anyway title came from him actually. He's now on the states and a registered US Nurse but unfortunately he was jobless. Nurse competition really going strict even abroad.. He was living there with his parents yet job opportunity for him quite hard to find. He ask why at the middle of the night I was looling around on using YM. Got to received a sarcastic answer from me says "I am also at the states, you're not the only person can "be" here hahaha" .And that conversation starts. I mentioned for real that I am in the BPO industry and it basically follows eastern schedule. Then he ask why am I not in the hospital, he's aware I graduated. Told him facts. Compensation, treatment to Filipino nurses and how will I survived life if I'd be faithful to our line of service. In my suspense he agreed. Kevin really wanted to be a nurse from then. And he had this perception of staying at the field no matter how countless graduates we have in the country.No matter the competition may take. That's why a surprise when he said beggars cannot be choosers. He admits his parents has wealth but still aware that it wasn't his own. He called himself a beggar because of not earning for his self. He told me that if he was in the country right now he might as well chose to be in the same industry as I was and forget the dumbness perception if that could give him life. It's not the sake of money but the sake of living. Contrary to blogs of nurses I've read here in the blogosphere, turning back to our service, forgetting the four year sacrifices wasn't actually about it. For me and for those who did the same, it's not about the money right, it still being a nurse, the adaptability on generation and life paced we had now. Somehow it was not that far. (justifying the means)lol

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One Better Environment...

Got hired last Nov. 5. A company wherein I first though a scam to be. I started the assessment so messy.. So crap. The administration lost the word time management and multi-tasking. Then what would I expect it to be.I jumped into a conclusion that it was a real crap.Conclusion eventually vanished. Got a nice compensation, easy to familiarized accounts and good approachable people. Well shits don't disappear anywhere in the world. But the good thing shit people are minimal counts. Not unlike to where I've worked before. An another good thing was everyone has the right to learn . they not choosing who to trained but instead scheduling everyone for fair training. So that means everyone is learning.. You don't have to give extravagant effort for you to be noticed. For me that was a great to be called good environment.. No need to please the officers for you to enhanced ability and discovers new stuffs related on the field(business process outsourcing). For the new home I am with. Kudos for LWS Famz.. Another FAQ's: queing time not a toxic one;Accounts bearable and cool;Flex sxhed on breaks..hahaha Taking advantages of these FAQ's..I love it!!

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Childhood Friends

(from left:Kuya Cris, Kuya Ryan with his brother Reynan, Kuya Mike,me,Ate Skylyn,Doray & Mylene)


Here's so old and about to damaged picture of my childhood friends and neighbors. Mom said and written at the back of  it that this happens on my second birthday celebrated at our backyard. These are the first batch of youngsters during that time. And also they were my first batch of friends. Now the three females at the picture already moms. Ate Skylyn sad to say a newly widowed with three kids,two boys and a girl. Doray also has three, same set to Ate Skylyn. And Mylene has two unfortunately separated. Anyway, seeing these pictures makes me remember the times I was still close to those persons except my sibling of coarse.. 

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What's My Purpose

I'm turning 24 this November. I don't know why I feel like this. I am searching for my purpose. Turning 24 yet I can't prove anything on my existence. Visiting my old friends, colleagues on different networking sites making me more feel empty. I envy them.(Envy-even this attitude was not natural to me).  Either they had their different successful paths or own family. They were living for other people aside from themselves purposely. That was a for real next step journey. Why I am struck at this where I am. Still visions of my path was blurred. I am happy right now. With family,my guy and my friends. Yet still empty, because I know I don't have a life to be called mine. I learned of taking things slowly. Wait for the right time. Wait for my turn. Also learned never questions why to Him and never ask everything I wanted to but instead work for it. I know I've been so sinful on my acts from the past. Is this my karma now?.. If it is. Instead of mourning from it I will work for it. Turning everything positively. As long as I live I can still wait for my turn. I know I should be thankful cause I am still living. I just don't know how to get rid of this feeling of emptiness.

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