no decals yet. was waiting for the resin to dry.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
after the final interview
it's been two days since the final interview at eTelecare, they said they would call me on on before friday if i got in. today is thursday.
i can't even write sensibly anymore. my hands have been trembling since yesterday. my heart seems to be pumping twice as fast, non-stop.
at this rate, i'll either suffer a heart attack or lose my mind. i have never been made to wait this long after a job interview.
i think it's a bad sign, being told that "we'll give you a call before the end of the week if you made it."
i have been coming ang going to cebu for the series of exams, interviews, and still more interviews with the company. i made it through the exams ok, and the first three interviews went smoothly, until the final.
it was role-playing(now who would have thought i'd cringe at the sound of that, being a gamer?), and i had to receive this call from the interviewer acting as a customer. to make a long story short, the call went smoothly until the customer started to act rudely, after which my whole world came crashing down. between the stuttering and the ah, er, uhms? silence.
still, i managed to make it through with the guidance of the interviewer, who was ever-friendly and encouraging. i saw that as a good sign until she said those words that for days i had been praying i would never hear in an interview: "we'll give you a call..." her voice faded slowly away as my head began spinning other job opportunities in the city. i had to find and snag a secondary application before i went home to davao!
which leads me here in an internet cafe, scouring the web for job ads and whatnot.
i still haven't lost all hope in the eTelecare Tech Support Position, I speak and write very good english (perfect score in the TOEFL), i have great grades, i've been working with and speaking in front of people for four years, and i know computers. =) so i'll wait or that golden call which will set the mood for the next years of me and my family's lives.
so help me God.
i can't even write sensibly anymore. my hands have been trembling since yesterday. my heart seems to be pumping twice as fast, non-stop.
at this rate, i'll either suffer a heart attack or lose my mind. i have never been made to wait this long after a job interview.
i think it's a bad sign, being told that "we'll give you a call before the end of the week if you made it."
i have been coming ang going to cebu for the series of exams, interviews, and still more interviews with the company. i made it through the exams ok, and the first three interviews went smoothly, until the final.
it was role-playing(now who would have thought i'd cringe at the sound of that, being a gamer?), and i had to receive this call from the interviewer acting as a customer. to make a long story short, the call went smoothly until the customer started to act rudely, after which my whole world came crashing down. between the stuttering and the ah, er, uhms? silence.
still, i managed to make it through with the guidance of the interviewer, who was ever-friendly and encouraging. i saw that as a good sign until she said those words that for days i had been praying i would never hear in an interview: "we'll give you a call..." her voice faded slowly away as my head began spinning other job opportunities in the city. i had to find and snag a secondary application before i went home to davao!
which leads me here in an internet cafe, scouring the web for job ads and whatnot.
i still haven't lost all hope in the eTelecare Tech Support Position, I speak and write very good english (perfect score in the TOEFL), i have great grades, i've been working with and speaking in front of people for four years, and i know computers. =) so i'll wait or that golden call which will set the mood for the next years of me and my family's lives.
so help me God.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
my name is mulan
my name is Haifa Mulan. born on the 23rd of May 2005, I am a girl. i possess a weapon far more powerful than anything in a baby girl's arsenal. dimples on both of my cheeks! hahaha! watch out, world, here i come!
Monday, May 16, 2005
anyway
mga dude!
if ur ever in digos drop me a line on 09174596460, maybe we could arrange a skimsession.
the waves here are best at around 3:00pm onwards. 3-4 foot waves at 7-9 second intervals.
the sand is slightly sloped, giving you amazing speed as you run for the wave, but flattens out by the time you drop your board. the waves break at around 15-30ft from the sand. su-weeet!!!
cya!
if ur ever in digos drop me a line on 09174596460, maybe we could arrange a skimsession.
the waves here are best at around 3:00pm onwards. 3-4 foot waves at 7-9 second intervals.
the sand is slightly sloped, giving you amazing speed as you run for the wave, but flattens out by the time you drop your board. the waves break at around 15-30ft from the sand. su-weeet!!!
cya!
latest boards
whew. my back is aching right now from all the sanding and trimming of skimboards. four boards in two weeks. the polyester resin is clogging up my airways.
anyway, here are some pics of the boards. the white one and the red/black sandskater are mine, the yellow one is about to go home with its new owner.
anyway, here are some pics of the boards. the white one and the red/black sandskater are mine, the yellow one is about to go home with its new owner.
Monday, April 25, 2005
worst skim session
yesterday was skimming hell. the tide was so low it was almost impossoble to see any waves, plus the shoreline was riddled with broken corals and pebbles that if i tripped and fell, that would be it for me.
added to the fact that my skim buddies never showed and i waited for two hours, well.. i'd say hell pretty much describes the beach yesterday for me.
the next time i skim will be next weekend at the earliest. i hope things get better by then.
added to the fact that my skim buddies never showed and i waited for two hours, well.. i'd say hell pretty much describes the beach yesterday for me.
the next time i skim will be next weekend at the earliest. i hope things get better by then.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
skim digos
i'm thinking about building a website about the digos skimboarding scene. there has been a lot of growth since last year, when i could probably name less than 5 serious skimboarders in this city. now i get a lot of orders for custom boards and i see that it's only getting bigger.
so probably starting next month, i'm going to get out to the beach more often to take some waveshots and stuff. maybe it'll attract more skimmers from out of town to try this skimboarding haven we have: around 3 kilometers of prime skimboarding beach!
so probably starting next month, i'm going to get out to the beach more often to take some waveshots and stuff. maybe it'll attract more skimmers from out of town to try this skimboarding haven we have: around 3 kilometers of prime skimboarding beach!
it's a lazy day
it's a lazy day and i've got nothing really good to do. i wanted to skim early but i have to hold classes. so maybe later. i also have to finish these two skimboards i have to deliver by saturday, and i'm not even halfway done yet. so i'll be catching u later!
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
something about the suspense killing someone...
the suspense is killing me. i have been informed that i just got admitted into the PhD Physics program at the University of Idaho, and that the official letters will get to me soon.
that was a week ago.
now i look out the window everytime a motorcycle goes by the house, hoping it brings letters from the university.
whew! it's killing me.
that was a week ago.
now i look out the window everytime a motorcycle goes by the house, hoping it brings letters from the university.
whew! it's killing me.
skimboarding heaven!!!
whooohooo!!!
i just learned the "one-step-drop," the most essential step to being able to waveride on a skimboard. it's actually quite embarrassing, the way i learned. a friend was asking me to teach him how to skimboard, so we went to the beach, me, my bro, and the two friends. when we arrived, the beach was perfect! as in perfect waves on perfect sand.
we skimmed for about a couple of hours, catching a few waves now and then, when i suddenly noticed how glen, the friend, was mounting his skimboard. yes, it was the one-step-drop. the exact mount i've been trying to learn since i began skimboarding. so i approached him and asked how he was doing it. he described it to me, and i tried it.
nailed it on the first try.
as it turned out, there was only one mistake i was making. i needed to twist my body a little ion order to get on the board in one step. whew.
the teacher becomes the pupil.
i don't care, though, since the move just opened up a new world of skimboarding for me.
photo courtesy of SkimOnline.com
i just learned the "one-step-drop," the most essential step to being able to waveride on a skimboard. it's actually quite embarrassing, the way i learned. a friend was asking me to teach him how to skimboard, so we went to the beach, me, my bro, and the two friends. when we arrived, the beach was perfect! as in perfect waves on perfect sand.
we skimmed for about a couple of hours, catching a few waves now and then, when i suddenly noticed how glen, the friend, was mounting his skimboard. yes, it was the one-step-drop. the exact mount i've been trying to learn since i began skimboarding. so i approached him and asked how he was doing it. he described it to me, and i tried it.
nailed it on the first try.
as it turned out, there was only one mistake i was making. i needed to twist my body a little ion order to get on the board in one step. whew.
the teacher becomes the pupil.
i don't care, though, since the move just opened up a new world of skimboarding for me.
photo courtesy of SkimOnline.com
Friday, April 15, 2005
aaaaarrrrgh!!!
hypocrite - a person who professes beliefs and opinions that he/she does not hold.
a pretentious, self-righteous, know-it-all, holier-than-thou worm that should be left under the sun until he/she curls up and withers away.
these people think they are better than everybody else, and go around blatantly announcing to the world their prejudice against those with less money than them. they seem to think that they can buy people. they help you one minute, not telling you that they expect something in return. LIKE YOUR SOUL! or eternal servitude!
they smile at their best friends' faces, telling them that they mean so much, and then curse them behind their backs.
they brag about being soooo nice, soooo patient, soooo religious, when everybody knows that they believe they can buy their salvation, as well as everything else, with their money.
they should do us all a favor and bury themselves.
i am not in a good mood today. i think it shows.
a pretentious, self-righteous, know-it-all, holier-than-thou worm that should be left under the sun until he/she curls up and withers away.
these people think they are better than everybody else, and go around blatantly announcing to the world their prejudice against those with less money than them. they seem to think that they can buy people. they help you one minute, not telling you that they expect something in return. LIKE YOUR SOUL! or eternal servitude!
they smile at their best friends' faces, telling them that they mean so much, and then curse them behind their backs.
they brag about being soooo nice, soooo patient, soooo religious, when everybody knows that they believe they can buy their salvation, as well as everything else, with their money.
they should do us all a favor and bury themselves.
i am not in a good mood today. i think it shows.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
aahhhh.... *yawn*
i guess people really DO change. this morning i was just wondering what i was thinking when i erased my old blog, and i realized that maybe that blog wasn't me anymore. i've changed. whether for better or worse i'm not sure. but i'm sure about the change part.
my moods are different, i no longer get so melancholic and nostalgic all the time. although i DID have a spell this morning. it's what drove me to blog again. i miss writing a lot. there used to be time when my fingers would dance across the keyboard almost as fast as my mind could spew out the words. there were even times when i don't think the words even came from my mind. they just materialized on the screen of my PC, and it would feel as if i was reading something that was being written by somebody else. in real time.
i think most of my changes have something to do with my lifestyle now. i'm no longer the single guy who had all the time in the world to be a hopeless romantic. i can't be hopeless anymore these days. too many people are looking up to me for hope. i have to be strong for some people now. before, i didn't event want to be strong. it was as if i was addicted to pain and personal anguish that i literally basked in the pain of rejection, afraid to move on. my best writing moments were everytime i would get rejected and receive a huge dose of pain.
i don't write nowadays, the pain is gone, and some part of me wishes some of it to come back so i can write again. sick, i know. and then again the other part of me wishes it would stay away and leave me to this laid back, settled life where being romantic doesn't have to mean being hopeless about it.
i like it here.
my moods are different, i no longer get so melancholic and nostalgic all the time. although i DID have a spell this morning. it's what drove me to blog again. i miss writing a lot. there used to be time when my fingers would dance across the keyboard almost as fast as my mind could spew out the words. there were even times when i don't think the words even came from my mind. they just materialized on the screen of my PC, and it would feel as if i was reading something that was being written by somebody else. in real time.
i think most of my changes have something to do with my lifestyle now. i'm no longer the single guy who had all the time in the world to be a hopeless romantic. i can't be hopeless anymore these days. too many people are looking up to me for hope. i have to be strong for some people now. before, i didn't event want to be strong. it was as if i was addicted to pain and personal anguish that i literally basked in the pain of rejection, afraid to move on. my best writing moments were everytime i would get rejected and receive a huge dose of pain.
i don't write nowadays, the pain is gone, and some part of me wishes some of it to come back so i can write again. sick, i know. and then again the other part of me wishes it would stay away and leave me to this laid back, settled life where being romantic doesn't have to mean being hopeless about it.
i like it here.
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