Another exotic Gaga video. She never fail to impress me. The fashon, the music, the video concept, the name, etc… all glamorous! watch it. it’s called “Bad Romance”
I just woke up with a bad hangover and craving for water and more water!
I will be working for JP Morgan Chase, I haven’t heard of it before but I was told that it is one of the leading banks in the United States. I was not really into banking but now I’m starting to like it. [Currently researching about Mortgage, Real Estate Lending, how banks work, and other banking stuffs]
I think it will be more of a left brain or analytical work, so to balance things, I must take time to develop the other side of the brain as well, which is the creative side. Maybe I should take an Artist’s Date as suggested by Julia Cameron in her book The Artist’s Way.
Our training yesterday was canceled. We were only six in our account batch where others have more than 20 in one batch. So it was eleven PM, the night was young… and so are we. haha
We drag our butts to a 24-hour convenient store and had some beer and conversation.
I was surprised that my other 4 co-workers (4 because the other one seemed pre-occupied to go with us) have a deep view and strong conviction about Religion and Sexuality. It was really a stimulating conversation. Though we know it’s close to pointless to talk about religion and sexual preference, we did it anyway… just for bonding.
I was the only one in the group who belongs to the 3rd sex so the issue of acceptance took a big part in our conversation.
And as a member of the third sex, I stand by my point/s:
(note: I don’t speak for the totality of the 3rd sex here. I speak for my self and for others I know who believe the same way I do. This is only my/our opinion)
-I do not long for other’s acceptance. I want SELF-ACCEPTANCE. It’s not about what they say or what they want us to be, but it’s about what WE want ourselves to be. We are NOT slaves of other’s approval. WE ARE FREE BEINGS.
-One co-worker said that for him, it’s immoral to be gay because god made us to reproduce and gay couples cannot reproduce. I respect the opinion but I believe differently.
Well, for me, Humans were NOT just created to reproduce because if we were, then how are we different from animals? Animals mate, reproduce, establish ecological balance and fulfill their role in the food chain. But we, humans, are NOT just like animals. WE HAVE A DEEPER PURPOSE than mere reproduction.
we live to find our individual purpose. we live to create diversity. we live to experience our senses. we live to know, to learn and to grow. We live to make our CHOICE and to let others make their choices as well… choices regarding gender, beliefs, religion, state of being, etc.
yes, reproduction is one of human’s purpose. but it’s just ONE. it’s not everything. there is a lot more.
- I repeat, this is only my opinion:
I do not need any BIBLE, or book, or priest, or pastor, to tell me what is right and wrong or good and bad. Because if GOD is real, I’m sure that his favorite place to be is NOT in the Bible, NOT in the Church or wherever. God’s favorite place to be is in our HEARTS.
I repeat, in our hearts is where GOD (or whatever you consider divine) is.
If we all listen to our hearts carefully, then we do not need any law or commandments to tell us Thou shall not kill, Thou shall not steal. Because if we only follow what our hearts say, we would not want to kill, or to steal, or to hurt others or to do bad things. We are all GOOD. However bad you consider yourself to be, I know you are good because if it’s true that God created us in his own likeness, and God is Good, then we are Good.
Then you might me asking, why are there criminals? It’s because they have not listened to their hearts hard enough. But I believe that God, if he’s real, forgives.
-About the concept of HELL. Personally, I don’t believe in hell. But for those of you who do, remember that God will not punish you for being yourself.
Take the words of Miss Imelda Marcos: God is love, and I have loved. Therefore, I will go to heaven.
So that is the magic word my friends… LOVE. Whether it’s love for the same sex, love for the opposite sex, love for ourselves or love for others, thou shall love.
[Note: This is a "complain" post. So if you are not in the mood to read complains, just read the next post. I don't want this to be a complain blog so probably, this is going to be the last complain post here. I just need this to melt the stress]
There are these people that you just don’t like. They have not done anything bad to you. They do not intentionally cause you any harm. In fact, they are even friendly and nice sometimes. But the sight of them annoys you. Hearing them talk is so brain damaging! There is something in their aura that makes you feel uncomfortable. Seeing them coming closer brings chaos to your peaceful, harmonious day. In short, you just don’t like them!
I am not very choosy when it comes to friends. Actually, I have friends from different backgrounds, gender, status, age, looks, etc.
All my life, I’ve only met 4 people who I-Just-Dont-Like. Now there are 5. I’ve just met another. Let me call her Ms. Annoying.
What if this Ms. Annoying actually believes that the two of you are very (I mean VERY) close friends?
Torture?
I was hiding from her but her razor eyes caught me. Oh my! I could not run anymore. There’s no way to escape! I, again, will be forced to talk to her!
She never left me the time she saw me. She followed me. I sped-up my pace, she kept up. What a trained predator!
I wish I could tell her to stop. I wish I could tell her to get away from me! at least 100-meter distance. I just wish I could tell her “Back off shit!” But I can’t because I’m not that rude. At least not yet.
Other people seems to be feeling the same way I do about her. That’s why they don’t come near her. And if we are together, that means… (open ended). I cannot leave her for other people. She will be all alone. And that’s another torture for my conscience.
Torture?
She sat beside me. I tried to divert my attention from her. But believe me, it is close to impossible.
She is not a people-person. So it’s just me she feels comfortable in talking to (even if she gets no sane response). I don’t know if I’ll be flattered or what! but still, I don’t like her.
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Home:
May ANGHIT si Aileen! Yes, Aileen, our new maid has a minor body odor. And she serves our food! Don’t know how to tell her to shower twice daily. Please universe, make it realize it herself!
She broke our can-opener. I taught her how to use it twice but it’s useless. It’s hard for her to get it. Now, opening a can of tune is another torture!
And if you’ve read my other post, she’s the one who doesn’t finish her sentence. And I’m tired of deciphering what she means! I’m not enjoying it anymore and I’ll definitely tell her to speak properly or never talk to me.
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Work:
I thought that once the application is done, it’s all gonna be heaven! that was wrong.
We have a lot more requirements to complete and trainings to pass. And I still have to get my form 137 and pay my unpaid balance for the College to give me my transcript.
Not to mention Barangay, Medical and NBI clearance.
Well, maybe after 3 weeks in the company or so, when all the requirements thing and training is over, it’s gonna be all fun money fun fun!
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whatever and however things are, there’s nothing a real King cannot handle. I’ll figure out a way on how to get rid of Miss Annoying and Aileen… and how to get the requirements all done before next week while I’m on training.
My Applicant ID Number yesterday was 165. And according to the rules of numerology, to get the single-digit number, you must have to add 1, 6 and 5. so 1 + 6 + 5 = 12. and 12 has the numbers 1 and 2… 1 + 2 = 3 (three). And you perfectly know that there are 3 letters in the word JOB and YES.
Guess what dear readers, I got in! YES, I got the JOB!
I underwent five steps:
The filling of application form which has an essay part that you must answer in 150 words or more. That is quite easy. And if my quick counting was right, I had it exactly in 150 words.
The Written Analytical, Grammar and Technical Exam – Analytical consists of the sequence analysis, percentage problems, the how-much how-far how-long how-many thing and many more mathematical problem which I have, miraculously and without calculator, answered well.
The Written Language Exam consists of the subject and verb agreement, modal, tenses, and the use of words like over-in-on-out-up- and things like that. like, when to say come over instead of come on and so on. And as a blogger, this should be easy for me. Gladly, it was.
The Initial Interview - I tell you, this was no easy. It was my first time to be interviewed for a job and I so had to think on my feet. The questions were not the common ones like “tell me about yourself” and “why this job” which I have mentally prepared for. One question Ma’am Dawn asked me was “What do you know about Costumer Service?” well, I know what costumer service is but how am I gonna say it? Serving the costumers (from the word itself) ? will it not be rude to tell her that and not explain further?I had to ask her for a few thinking seconds before I answer and she was nice. How can I possibly explain costumer service further? so spontaneous.
Oral Communication skills and Grammar Interview - they were checking on the applicant’s grammar, pronunciation and vocabulary. They are very particular with the B and V plus the P and F because here in Pampanga, a lot of people tend to interchange those letters like saying “Peather” instead of “Feather” and Bictory instead of Victory.
I thought this stage would be easy for me. But the level of difficulty was no different from the first. What I find hard with this is when the interviewer, who introduced himself as Sir Mark, asked me to say whatever I want in two minutes. Just be myself and talk about anything that comes to mind that is not in my resume. No questions? well, I expected questions. That left me filtering my thoughts a lot so as not to sound silly. Though I know that whatever I say does not matter because they only check on the grammar pronunciation and so on, I still don’t wanna say just about anything. Sir Mark even said that it should not be school or work-related.
Well, good thing I have this blog as a training for saying just about anything.
and the Final Interview - because I felt that I have not given my ALL in the previous interviews, I thought, “I have to nail this hard! It’s now 7pm and i was here since 9am. I’ve been here for ten long hours. I’ve already got used to the environment, to the people, to the setting. I should do the best this time. I’ve not eaten anything but a small hotdog and I should channel my physical hunger to the hunger for perfection!”
And so I did… just the way I wanted. The final was a one on two interview. One interviewer for two applicants. There were three chairs in the room. One applicant chair was covered by a desk so it can hide the applicant’s lower body in case of insecurities. I came in first and I chose the one with no cover, directly facing the interviewer. There was no time for intimidation and insecurities. I was one step closer. It was time to practice what I have learned in body language.
The interviewer came last and raised her seat way higher than ours. I don’t know if it’s because it is more comfortable or it’s a kind of body language power play. I wanted to raise mine as well because I feel more comfortable with higher seats but I chose not too. It may be a sign of rudeness or disrespect for the interviewer. It was cold. It was cold and Madam interviewer loved it. I just smiled and there, the gold was found. I got it!
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*** I find it amusing that almost everyone there was so friendly. The employees, the applicants, the guards… all of them. I could just talk to anyone. All applicants who have been seated beside me, either intentionally or by accident, became close friends.
*** I went to the CR twice. I already know where the CR is. But I still asked people I passed by to show me the way. Contrary to what my mom taught me when I was a little kid, it feels good to talk to strangers.
*** Every after steps, they will keep you waiting. And I don’t mean just waiting. I mean WAAAiiiiiTTTTTiiiiiNNNNggggg! I think they could do it fast if they want to. Maybe it was a test of patience.
*** And if an applicant did not pass a step (like the Initial Interview or the Oral Communication for example) he will literally be asked to go home that instant which I think is a strong punch on his self-esteem. For those friends I’ve met along the way who did not make it, to dear Vanessa, Celeste, Viktor, and the other lady in green, remember that things happen (or does not happen) for a reason… a greater reason. And I’m sure you will find gold in greater mass somewhere else. I will always remember you. I hope to see you again sometime somewhere.
*** I don’t intend this on a bad way but though I wanted all of the applicants who I’ve been closed to to be hired also, seeing someone leave and YOU STAYING was an EGO boost. It made me feel that I am better than others in some way. I feel guilty on why I have to see others not-make-it in order to prove myself that I did. (I don’t know if I said this right but however, read it in a sympathetic tone).
*** Thanks to my sexy friend Monet for answering all I asked about the company and thanks to my text friends who have entertained me while I was waiting long hours between interviews.
*** To the friends who were hired with me, see you at work on Monday.
Going back to numerology, 3 equals BYE… so bye bye friends. I will blog again tomorrow.
- my morning working table
The King arose with the sun and is now preparing for the job interview.
I have to be ready. or atleast believe that I’m ready.
Well, i could do it tomorrow but I’m tired procrastinating. Now is the time.
how should i be mentally ready? this will be my first ever job interview. i’ve never joined anything that requires formal interview before.
I’ve been trying to come up with a list of DOs and DONTs and I’ve written only one in my list. SMILE
idadaan sa projection? hehe
I googled for how to ace a job interview but i’ve already heard what they say. same things. body language, articulation, etc.
a friend of mine applied there before. she speaks english pretty well and she is kinda intelligent too. but she didn’t get in. so it’s not the “english” they’re looking for.
and it’s also not “the look” because i’ve seen people who work there who *ehem ehem… nvr mind.
so what are they looking for? what character will i play? will i play the asertive king? the hard-working king? the clever king? the in-need-of-work king? or just the plain sexy king?
I will have to reprint my resume. there were some revisions.
and the next step: RELAX
The name is King… your only king who tries to create a joyous life ever imaginable. Enough from here. I don’t usually say who i am… i show it!
