November 20, 2006
Shrug Shoulders
I'm thinking of renaming the blog to, "Shrug Shoulders" or something.
Here's the situation. The phone started working this Friday. I should be jumping for joy, except that there's a real loud, cracking sound that's louder than the voice of the person on the other line, and when I connect to the internet, I just get a mere 4 kilobytes per second. Guess what? That's the good news.
The bad news is today, the phone's dead. Again. That's two months of disservice if you count August. And yes, I'm still working at the e-learning company, which by the way requires an internet connection. Let's make matters worse. I'm beyond the deadline, and I'm trying to connect to the internet via my trusted internet cafe (as usual) and the dsl decided to take things slow today.
And I've got a lot of files to upload.
Yes guys, I'm ready to give up.
On a lighter note, I need to write something to the tune of 15,000 words a day to get back to the NaNoWriMo race, and I'm still figuring out how I can beat the deadline tomorrow and attend the Hillsong concert at the same time.
November 08, 2006
There's Always a Catch for Everything
Did I mention that the phone line's dead again? For the third time this year? And I just bought a lot of internet cards last Friday so I don't have to go buy some when the load's all used up, because you see, when I buy an internet card I end up buying some other stuff, and I return home with a bag of things and an empty wallet. You know what I mean.
So I'm here again, in an internet cafe, watching stuff from youtube to pass the time. Company policy dictates I am not allowed to work on an internet cafe, so yes, I have to waste time online everyday (another company policy). Stupid PLDT.
I ended up songleading last Sunday with the lack of songleaders. The assigned songleader though showed up. It turns out that her son got sick and she had to stay behind. Do you call that irony?
Anyway, the problem still isn't solved as the sports ministry continues to travel to churches inviting them to the interchurch sportsfest this December. December by the way is that time of the year when the music team has to work double time keeping up with our Simbang Gabi ripoff entitled, "Simbang Umaga" and the various Christmas celebrations. I am tempted to just call the whole singing thing off and let them play, or officiate, or whatever they are supposed to do during the sportsfest. I will invite the break.
A former orgmate gave birth a couple of months ago and wanted me to be the godfather. I said no. That's when I realized how selfish I am. Ha, so I'm not perfect, am I?
Not like I ever claimed it.
Finally, a way to organize the produce of my creative exploits. By dividing it into two groups I can stop being an ass all the time and claim that all my work are sacred and its creative rights all belong to me. I have my first group, work that I get to produce myself and get all creative rights. The second group is work I share creative direction with others. Problem is, I don't have any story/artwork/song in the second group yet.
Oh yeah, and if you're asking why I'm doing this, it's because I realized that everyone has to eat, including me.
November 03, 2006
Working in the Office
Guess how many times I could say that? Working in the house has its advantages, but there’s nothing like having officemates on your sides and a supervisor on your back to take the work seriously.
Seriously.
If my workspace were this organized I might get to finish work in half the time! I guess I have to clean the area up this weekend.
My mind is more of a mess than my workspace. It is evident when I turn on the TV and start flipping channels without settling for a program to watch, like I’m looking for something, and I have a deadline on my hands, and it’s NaNoWriMo and I couldn’t find a songleader for Sunday since everyone’s going to Antipolo to promote the inter-church sportsfest we’re spearheading. Focus is the word of the day. Thank God I have a real office to work in.
October 26, 2006
And I'm Back for the 2nd Time
Yeah, the phone line's back again, which means I don't have to travel hours just to upload my work in some internet cafe, whose owners already know me and my job. That's what happens when you come in minutes before closing time asking for half an hour to catch up with assignments...for two weeks!
So tomorrow I'm spending the whole day sleeping. Hey, I might get to keep my job after all!
All say, "Thank God"!
October 23, 2006
At Least It Wouldn't Be My Fault
It's hard to work online if you can't go online. The phone line's not been working since last week, and there's no indication that it'll work this week. I may get fired because of that. Too bad, I really like the job.
NaNoWriMo is eight days away, and I haven't got anything except a title. And I don't think it's going to stick since it's too long. Not that there are title restrictions, but It's not natural for me to have a title as long as a sentence. Just a preference, you see.
If I do get fired, I guess it's back to the call center for me. Life. This is what you call, "struggling".
