Thursday, January 24, 2008

The Most Wanted Kiss

There's this guy whom I've always dreamt of kissing. Laugh at me, or make a joke of it I don't care. I always wanted to kiss him and last night I had the chance.

It was through this dream (OK, OK, pathetic right? Just through a dream huh?) He has always been unreachable, and all I was able to kiss was his cheek.

I dreamt my family was throwing me a despedida party or a send-off party shall we say. It was in a decomposing building in some creek I dunno where. Have you ever watched Rescuers? Remember the boat-like structure where the ugly madam lived with her alligators? It was like that. And imagine, even in that building I still dreamt of kissing him.

I was wearing this great dress (I guess to compensate for the ugly setting) and I was in a sore mood. I was having this argument with my aunt and I saw myself traipsing 'round the derelict place. Then I saw him - the guy whom I've always wanted to kiss.

Skip. Ahem. Skipping details.

Disappointingly, I ended not kissing him. Why? I'll spare you the details. Bottomline? Maybe I really am not meant to kiss him. Hahaha.

Poor me. ^_^

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

The Day

1-4:59 am: Intermittent thoughts. Kept waking up.
5am : Got up before alarm. Had to get ready.
5.30: Was having toast as breakfast. Scanned all documents. Checked if everything is in place.
6:10: On the way to US Embassy
6:15: Lined up in front of US Embassy. Papers checked. Schedule double-checked. Was on the list (thank GOd!)
6:20: Already inside the pavilion. Lining up for double-check of papers and acquired number.
8:00: Finger scan.
8:15: Waiting for interview. Talked with a guy who was from Dep Ed and wanted to get a tourist visa. I think he was number 2647. I was number 2689.
8:20: Was still listening on consul's sigh (I kept hearing the interviews of the other hopefuls and I really kept hearing the consul sigh). I then saw her tired and irritated look. I then wished my consul was more cheerful.
8:30: Number 2689 up! Then I walked to window 2 and found the consul to be cheerful not to mention handsome. Thank God!
8:32: Visa approved. America here I come! :) Yellow slip received.
Thank you Lord.

Friday, January 11, 2008

It's Done

This is a week of truth. Veritas liberabit vos. The truth shall set you free. Indeed.

I felt heavy - t'was as if I was carrying a sack of rice, and I could not put it down if my destination has not been reached. And I just could not have the heart of daring to put it down. So I heaved a huge amount of breath and started walking to his cube.

It's not easy. I mean, my team leader has been one of the most calm and easy-to-work-with persons I've ever known in my life. And I have a project deadline on April! But I had to push myself and drag my feet towards his cube. I had to tell him the truth.

I told him of my plans. Once I got started, it all flowed. But I had to go direct to the point. No more dramas. And I apologized for the short notice. I just could not risk things if the surety is just like 40%. I had to be 100% sure.

His reaction made me want to stay. But I have to let go and pursue my dream. If it is my destiny to remain there, then I'll stay. if only I would have the chance to work with him again in the future.

I'm indeed fortunate to have had a TL like him.

Then I was able to breath freely again. My eyes were stinging with trapped tears but I had to prevent the gates from opening. I had to stay calm and strong. My voice kept breaking, but I was glad I did not cry.

It's done.

This write is not yet done. I will be adding another article on my other experience just the start of this week.