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mitchi-chan
known as reg to many. currently working for a contact center. has a beautiful baby daughter. plans to fly the skies someday. plans to continue my schooling. plans to buy booksale (ha!). wants to go to maldives and not work for 365 days. wants to go to japan and meet a geisha while walking through a path surrounded by cherry blossoms. wants to go around the world with sochan. travel. travel. travel. wants to be a real artist. wishing i was the one who painted the starry night and the one who sculpted the pieta. wishing i can dance ballet. wishing i was an opera singer. wishing i was filthy rich like paris hilton.
oftentimes alone, but never lonely. likes reading, but not a dork. simple, but complicated. insane, but has an ounce of sanity. loves to daydream, but my dreams are becoming reality. forgives, but never forgets. trashy, but classy. snob, but just shy. 20, but a child at heart. brave, but often afraid. cloudy, but always sunny. blank, but always smiling.
i am not that complicated, right?
Loves:
> Nadinne Leona
> Sora-chan
> Strawberry
> Dogs and cats
> Sunny days
> Food
> Books
> The Arts
> Music
> Stuffed toys
> Coffee and smokes
> Talking
> Lovely places
> Leona's smile and hearty laugh
> BB's arts.
> Kanye West (i'm a late convert)
> Pink, Blue and Green
> Red lips, pink cheeks and curled eyelashes
Hates:
> Bad smells
> Rainy days
> Being ignored
> Insects
> Darkness
> Scary thoughts
> Deep waters
> High places (though I live in an elevated location)
> Crossing the streets
> Being lonely and unloved
Daisies
Haphazard
Clinks
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Bloody Hell!
Finally, someone let me out of my cage! And no...it's not the Gorillaz song. After weeks of being trapped inside our own house, I finally managed to get out. I finally enhaled some Carbon Monoxide and Dioxide from buses and jeeps. I am again, running in and out of Makati's concrete jungle. I have to admit, no matter how much I appreciate the beauty of nature, the concrete jungle is still my natural habitat. I stay bored in the house if I stay there for a long time. Leona and I spent our birthday in our house (last September 10), kinda penniless but...we finally managed to buy some party food and invited some children along. (will try to post the pics someday) After weeks and weeks of waiting, I am finally training for my new job. It's kinda hard, especially the elocution training. The company that I am working in right now caters for both US and UK, unfotunately, I now work for the UK market...I have to neutralise my accent. No mo R's. Hahaha. It's just the first week of training, and there are still a lot of things to work on. Not only do I have to work on my British accent, but I also have to learn the shortcodes of each Britsih towns. In London, Wales, Northern Ireland and Scotland. I have to admit that I find it quite difficult. Memorizing stuff is not my cup of tea (or coffee). Back when I was still studying, I rarely study and sometimes, I don't study at all. Maybe I have to drink a lot of Glutaphos whenever I memorize something. The environment is nice in my new company. We occupy 3 floors in the RCBC Plaza Tower 2. 11, 12 and 14. (it's up to you to find out what company occupies the mentioned floors. haha) It's quite small for a call center, but the office is nice. There's free coffee, a clean pantry, clean restrooms, well-lit, small stations, new computers (but an old Avaya model for their callmasters, the one we call "bobo box" in PeopleSupport), big training rooms, friendly trainers, HR staff and TL's, and your usual call center. We are strictly not allowed to speak vernacular in the Training Room, on the ops floor, on the hallway and even in the loo! (comfort room). We are only allowed to speak vernacular in the pantry and the locker area. We are to wear business attire every Monday-Thursday (something that I am still getting used to) and on Friday to Sunday, we can wear pants, shirts and rubber shoes. We have one British trainer...to understand the British market more. He's friendly, along with his Harry Potter-ish accent, that some of us find quite amusing and difficult to understand at the same time. There are some areas in Britain that are hard to spell, and has a different pronunciation than the actual spelling of the word...kinda weird. My batchmates are friendly too, though I've only known them for a week, there's still a lot of time to find out who's the bitches and bastards from the gang. So far, they're quite a OK. Hmmmm...there's still 4 more weeks of training to go. A lot more to tackle and a lot more tongue-twisting to do. I have to polish my listening skills more, and get used to the different British accent particularly, the Glasgow accent. (Glasgow is pronounced as Glahrs-gow by the way). More to come.
PS I so missed blogging. |