7 posts tagged “rewind”
being away from home makes you realize the importance of building the gap between yourself and your siblings. a month and cebu and i'm already missing my sisters. the only thing that reminds me of them is an old snapshot of all four of us, back when we were about to enter grade school. this was taken by my mom:
it's amazing how a single picture can bring back hundreds of memories. i clearly remember the tireless afternoon that we spent playing all insanely imaginable games in our garden. we've grown up and closer to each other. we've had our share our stupid and petty fights. har har har. looking back, it was really really silly. we all were. now, i have one bratty nephew and one adorable niece courtesy of my sisters. who knew.... and who knew that geography would me suddenly make want to run around our garden with my sisters again, brewing up a plan on how to avoid afternoon naps. har har har. calling or sending them sms just ain't the same...
classic. three of austrailia's finest exports to hollywood: hugo weaving, terence stamp and guy pierce doing "finally" by cece peniston. this involves heavy make-up and multiple costume changes. loves it.
with names loke mitzi del bra, felicia jollygoodfellow and bernadette basinger, it's more than highly recommended!
we've had some major movements at work. charlie has finally said goodbye and pursues a better career in singapore. win and i are somewhat saying goodbye for the meantime as we head for cebu. reijiro will be the sole heir to the day to day madness brought by the manila team. i've said this before and i really admit it: i suck at goodbyes. well, people used to make mixed tapes whenever they breakup. cheesier than the "leaving on the jet plane" song, i decided to create a little project that involves mixed pictures i've taken at work and the people i will surely miss. sob.
people come and go; the memories they shared don't.
my work entails a lot of courage, frustration, stamina and drama. it's a job not suited for the weak-hearted or bottom feeders. i've lasted for more than 3 years not only because i developed multiple personalities but mostly because of the people i worked with. people i consider not only the best co-workers i could ever ask for. people named win, reijiro and charlie. i consider them the highlights of my career. we've shared a number of hundreds of moments worth blogging and remembering. i want to write down as many as i could remember so i can always look back at some of best time of our lives. cheesy....
as far as i know it all started with the theme days. it's when everyone at work comes it dressed on whatever the theme for that day was. then we instantly hit it off and found out that we had a lot of things in common. we are by far sandy's most favorite angels. his show-stopper and over the top supervisors. he counts on us for hyper energy like we four parts of gigantic electric ion. we are all loud and we all looove karaoke nights. charlie's the balladeer. he likes hog the mic and belt out love songs. reijiro's the crooner as he prefers old school and little bit of rock 'n roll. win is the total diva. as in regine, mariah and whitney. i like anything that's loud and that involves challenging my vocal chords to it's human limits.
at work, everyone seems to fear and love us at the same time. not a day or a person passes by that escapes our criticism. it is inate all four of us. kung nakakamatay lang ang panlalait, most of the people at work could have dropped dead or have been paralyzed. and yet, they all love us. well most if not all. we always make it fun and we always make it a happy working place. charlie's resonating laugh and frequent use of bullfrog and miss gay taglines. win's charisma with hetero-male population and her smooth transition to sweet damsel to evil step sister. reijiro's perpetual naive side and hyper personality. all these and more makes the long and hard working hours worth it.
not to mention the back to back meet and greet presentations. i will always remember reijiro's "success rate", charlie's record as the fastest agent promoted, and my take on shift bid as a very important factor to motivate agents to get excellent attendance record. win's toss the hair dance. and speaking about dance, the bananarama number we did is one for the history. classic and will never be matched. the hours spent inside pier one's comfort room that we turned into a private make-up and dressing room was unforgettable. too bad we don't have it on tape.
it's the jutotsra and jutotsra01 password. it's the galera and enchanted kingdom madness. it's conquering the sportsfest. it's the constant indecisiveness on whether to have breakfast in tropical hut, shelby's or jollibee. it's the raid of the ukays. the group yosi breaks and endless posing after one snapshot to the other. it's whether we tell everyone to wear black or corporate the next day. it's feasting at kkk or noontime beer at carafe. it's the skinny jeans convention. the night outs in malate. it's the hush hush secrets about our favorite managers. it's the kyeeeebs attitude and prettytop account in guys4men. it's rocking the graveyard shift. and getting our hairs colored in piandre. it's the love for madonna's confession tour and the badettes version of dreamgirls. the constant clamor about lazy straight male supervisors. and the transparent hot and glow in dark pink clipboards. it all these and a whole lot more that i could not remember as i write this. and oh yeah, the back and forth trips to dampa.
in the next 2 weeks, win and i will be heading for cebu. charlie has again retracted his resignation for the nth time. reijiro has not confirmed his plans of leaving. one of the main reasons why i chose to take the cebu assignment is because i suck with goodbyes. i know for a fact that over the year that we are required to stay in cebu, both charlie and reijiro may have left work for good. and honestly, i don't want to be there when it happens. it's sad but i learned that nothing is constant in life and that friends come and go, but with a certain few we must hold on to. i know that i may not be able to convince charlie and reijiro from staying. and i also know that someday, we will see each other and that we will just dance the bananarama song all over again.
ecstasy is so vintage. so late nineties. yet it brings back youthful foolish memories. here's a trip down memory lane:
i wish the clinic at the office has tablets inclosed in a glass case that read "break it if you're work is about to break you down". it would be easier for human resources to conduct exit interviews. lol.
i've been out of the blog circuit for almost 2 and half weeks. i've been very busy to a certain point that i was awake and working for about 27 hours. i so missed my bed that day. although we were so busy at work, it had nothing special for me to write about. it was work and run and work and cut and work and print and blah. anyways, rej and i were at the smoking area after the second day of the client visit marathon ended. we were talking about ipod playlists and all, and how rem likes to perk up his day by listening to "everybody hurts" -- a good way for him to set his mood for possible disappointments throughout the day. rej was asking about the opening song from the devil wears prada movie, "suddenly i see" by kt tunstall, which happens to be one of my most played to the point of being overused song when going to work. not that i see myself as andy sachs preparing for work and hailing a taxi cab but the because it's upbeat and really opens up my semi-awake eyes. he said he'll download it for his ipod as soon as he gets home. i sent a copy to his cellphone in advance via bluetooth. then i mentioned "unbelievable" by emf and "it's a beautiful life" by ace of base. and we started talking and looking back at the music of the 90's. yes, the good, fun, loud and mushy songs of the nineties. dance music was so ...danceable. it was cool and awesome. ace of base were the time-warped abba. remember the lyrics "lucky love belongs to teenage heaven.."? then they vanished to nowhere after "cruel summer". then there was robyn's "show me love", whigfield's "close to you" and cyrstal water's "100% pure love". r&b had toni braxton, the honeyz, monica and brandy. jezz, the 90's were cheesy yet classic. don't get me wrong, we have really good artists and songs today. it's just that there's too many to choose from that loyalty has lost its value. i missed color me badd and take that and the cranberries. i so remember how we'd sing thru hole's "celebrity skin" or suede's "beautiful ones". i'm currently 26 and i grew up in the nineties. i'd always associate highschool smashing pumpkins' "1979", presidents of america's "peaches", and jill souble's "i'm gonna be a supermodel". as if.
it's always nice to look back and hear the music that brings back memories. altogether now: do you have to let it linger, do have to.....do you have to.... do you have to.......
yeah, alright, it's a beautiful life...
the spice girls would have to be a totally different post. :P
new year's eve was not that exciting this year compared to the previous years. we went to malate and it was a flop. we went back to greenbelt and settled for such fake crowds. whatever happened to the countdown parties at the parking areas of rockwell? nbc tent at the fort? ayala strip? what happened to the party till morning to welcome the new year? ho-hum...
i always get mixed emotions every new year's eve. i can't exactly tell what it is but i get kinda excited yet i kinda hold back on something as well. i sort of want to be in one place and yet i don't want to leave. i always think that the best way to celebrate new year is to be with all the people you've know and have been close to your heart. it's supposed to be a celebration on looking back at 365 days filled with fun and sorrow and love and heartbreaks and dreams and so on. ewwwww. i'm getting mushy. next thing you know, i'm singing seasons of love on the top of my lungs. oh well, cheers to the new year and looking back at the good times....
