Just Another Ingrown Story

I guess I am an ordinary victim when it comes to nail pampering story. Just last Sunday I have been murdered again, not my life (else I won’t be able to write this anymore) but my toes. Now I realized that it has nothing to do with the rate of services but indeed on the skill of the manicurist. I have encountered the most expensive amount of pedicure service so far and I thought it will surpass the usual satisfaction I get – ingrown removed without any injury caused to my toes but I guess this time can be one of the worst really. With its price on top and the swollen toe I got. I will never ever try to go back there again (Nail-a-holics SM Bacoor).

First Time – Big Time

In our lives there is always gonna be a first time. No matter how surprising your first time experience may be it still depends on how you take things up. And this first time stuff of mine is something that I will never be ashamed of and I will definitely cherish and treasure until the end of my life.

Yes, I do admit that it is my first time:

– to go out of the Philippines, which of course includes a first time for me to ride an international plane, to experience pretty tiring connecting flights, for my passport to get stamped, to be interviewed by an immigration officer which I thought must be really scary but it seemed to be just fine, to taste some food served in a plane, to watch some movies and listen to music while up in the sky, to feel really anxious about traveling alone;

– to get into one of the most-liked continents of the world, to witness some luxury cars ordinarily rolling down the streets which, to see a city that’s clean and quiet, to be in a road where there few instances of public transport in a day, to sleep in a king-sized bed alone, to pee and all that without the aid of a water-dipper;

-to literally live alone for quite several number of days, to get along with people in which I seem to be a total stranger as they basically share the same nationality and to be trusted by them, to falsely turn all my hankies into red because of my nose bleeding everyday, to see an office cafeteria with more than ten microwave ovens around and with free overflowing popcorn every Friday for employees to enjoy, to practice living like a well-off citizen with all things available just around the corner;

– to live a thousand miles away from my son, to miss my loved-ones really knowing that I cannot hug them as much as I want, to experience a number of sleepless nights due to time zone adjustments, to act like totally oblivious just as to confirm things out, to worry from afar even though I knew that I cannot be in control of things back home.

No matter how I emerge like an ignorant individual, how some people laugh at how I act I just don’t really care for as long as I don’t offend them with my deeds. I would like to see this thing in a different perspective – that I am lucky enough because not all people are given the same opportunity as what I enjoy now.

I really appreciate this occasion of my life especially my first time experience of attending a Sunday mass in Vietnamese Language and I know more than just anybody it is our Lord who has been generous enough to bless me with something really unforgettable like this. I consider this as a special birthday gift for me now that I am turning thirty (30) and will actually be celebrating my birthday in actual fact away from home. And I will always be glad to brag about this first time experience of mine which I regard as big time indeed. Super thanks to all my friends who never fail to make me feel that I am not alone even when I am, them who always remind me to enjoy my stay and those who have been the living instruments to make this travel a one huge reality. Missing you guys this much – I’ll be back soon and that’s for sure. What’s important for me is that, beyond all of these things I love my life in the Philippines and it is simply irreplaceable.

I am Not a Robot

I feel so stressed during these past few days about a lot of things. The situation has been consistently throwing a lot of challenges to my personal life not to mention all the pressures I am getting from my job. I love my work and I always want to make it up to my tasks. Who would want to be left behind? Apparently not me as that would surely reflect to my performance. I just wish somebody would be considerate enough not to treat me like a mechanized robot in doing my job.

Working with WorldWide Functions

Working with world wide functions does not necessarily mean that you are ahead from those having local tasks. I guess you just got the chance to work with people of different nationalities. The nature of transactions might be the same, it’s the communication and collaboration with them that’s giving much of the challenge.

Sometimes it’s hard to handle foreigner’s personality. Most of the time, they seem to be overly demanding. But that’s their character. You just have to strategize on how you can make them understand how you perform your job; that there are things which may be really beyond your control.

But apart from that, everything will be just the same. You are working for the company just like what they do. =)