On Motels

Anyone who has been religiously reading my blog may have known about the painstaking process that I and my soon-to-be-colleague are going through in ironing out our working stint outside the country.

Part of the long-agreed arrangements is our shouldering of the rent expense during our stay in Seoul, though of course the choice of the house will initially be on our employer, since they know the place more than we’ll ever do.

Ella says:
Hello Mr. Kim, are you busy?
Ji Hyun says:
A bit but it's ok
Ji Hyun says:
Go ahead
Ella says:
I think Anj will be logging on in a while, and I just thought we could all talk in here about the arrangements.
Ella says:
We got your email by the way
Ella says:
Re: the email, we are perfectly fine with the proposed setup. I just would like to confirm though if HR would be able to secure the place as soon as we arrive there? That's what's just important to us.
Ella says:
I'm surprised that there are renting schemes there that can do away with downpayments.
Ji Hyun says:
They found a place but it's a bit far from our office
Ji Hyun says:
So we plan to find a place for you near office
Ji Hyun says:
What do you think?
Ji Hyun says:
Do you wanna stick with the one HR found?
Ella says:
Re: the place that they initially found, is it not at least near a subway that we could easily have access to? it's ok that the place is far in distance for as long as the subway could take us straight to the office from that place...

***Anj has been added to the conversation***

Ji Hyun says:
It does
Ji Hyun says:
There is subway station around there
Ji Hyun says:
If you want, you can stay there a couple week and then find the one while staying there
Ji Hyun says:
It's more like motel. so, you can leave there whenever you want
Ella says:
I see. Btw, I think Anj is online now.
Ella says:
May we ask where the exact address of the motel is? In what district maybe?
Ji Hyun says:
Dong Dae moon station

In a separate IM window, I got a seemingly alarmed question.

Anj says: A motel?
Ella says: wahahahaha, sssshhh
Ella says: ano ka ba, sa pinas lang panget ang notion ng motel
Ella says: wahahahahaha, futch anj, motel! Yihaa!

Talk about conventional Filipino connotations. A US-educated, Korean national offering the choice of a motel to Filipino corporate neophytes can sure create a little, private stir that they of course would always know how not to shamelessly flaunt. I can fully understand my soon-to-be-colleague’s concern. And with it I'd like to insist on still having an open mind that goes with my conservative values.

I think Filipinos are the sole race on earth that connotes motel with something cheap and illicit. Short-time and ‘quickies’, as some would even coin, motels in the Philippines have been a seemingly indecent ground for anyone’s call for the great S-E-X act.

If one is to check though on how the word 'motel' came about (thanks Wiki!), it actually is an abbreviation of the words motor and hotel (motorists’ hotel), referred initially to a type of hotel in the form of a single building of connected rooms whose doors faced a parking lot and, in some circumstances, a common area or a series of small cabins with common parking. Long distance road journeys became more common and the need for inexpensive, easily accessible overnight accommodation sited close to the main routes in the United States in the early 1920’s rose, and so went the growth for these motels.

In the long term, motels sometimes serve as housing for people who are not able to afford an apartment or have recently lost their home and need somewhere to stay until further arrangements are made.

And this is exactly what the scenario is for us. We are Filipino backpackers who have to lose our home country, and would therefore be needing an affordable abode until the many “furthers” are made. Sheesh.

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The Smiley Drunkard

I will try to write it closest to how it was said. The words in bold are the loveliest to the ears.

“I can see that you smile a lot, and that you have the personality… you appear to me as someone whom I know I can always drag to some drinking spree, but will always know her boundaries." (Mr. Mokong in an interview with Ms.Are-You-Sure-You-Wanna-Get-Me?)

In short, no one can ever put a drunkard like me to bed! Bwahahaha!


May he just be honestly voicing out first impressions to interviewees, and semi-flirting around, or plainly selling the idea that I may be fit for the managerial position that the company’s offering, Mr. Mokong sure made me feel goddam good about myself.

Ok, fine. So it did not tell more importantly about my capabilities in handling the real work, but hey. It was such a compliment to me: The girl who knows how to have fun, but keeps his head up and one! (Huh?)

Very seldom do I feel really light after an interview, not going over the answers I had thrown to the many questions, and cursing myself with my stupid words and tied-up tongue. I sure can be my own worst critic at times, you see. Yet Mr. Mokong had his sure way of making me feel that I'm still good despite the minor lapses, which can be blamed to my mere lack of technical experience, but which can be acquired anyway. That what he more importantly banks on is one's attitude.

Oh yes, the extra vigilant once again had a stint at some job interview. It was just plain hard to ignore, since it was from a market research company. Even before I found out work related to those stocks and bonds, I was already scouring for the list of multi-national market research companies that hold their office in our country, so I could iron my resume for them. That’s where I told myself I would want to be. And that’s why they called for me.

I can even say that I was close to giving up my employment abroad with this interview. It takes such a cool, funny guy to convince me, and a charm I solely call mine to convince him back. (Naks, flirtness!) But since I am holding on to the grander opportunity outside the country (grander = bigger moolah), I showed ambivalence in the seemingly high trust that they showed to me in offering a managerial position that would give me the main perk of touring the whole Visayas region.

Believe me, it would've been another cool opportunity for me. I loved the offered job, and I loved the fact that they are giving it to me. I feel bad that I had to let it go.

What hit it was this: "Are you sure you want to get me?" (reply to Mr. Mokong when he asked me if he should endorse me to the country manager for the final interview for the area manager position. Mr. Mokong is by the way the Division Head to which the area managers are under.)

Since when did anyone looking for a job question an employer like that?

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Charlie Bit Me, And It Hurt!

With nothing much to do and to expect in my life still (hohum), I stumbled upon this very,very, as in very funny video. I LOVE KIDS, I swear! They’re the most adorable living creature on earth and I could just be so happy with the thought that I am actually capable of bringing forth one! Hahaha.

Lesson:
It’s never really been good to put a finger on one’s brother. Even the accent won’t help.
And yes, it hurts when somebody bites your finger.

(Click on the title above.)

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On Elevators

An elevator was already full, so it prompted me and a companion to the same boxed pulley just next to it. Yet empty. I stepped inside with ease. Then onto my companion’s right foot stepping next. The elevator shook a little. My companion fully went inside anyway, and quickly, the door closed and descended rapidly as if some cables cut loose or something. My companion and I were able to do nothing but slap our hands against the closed door and let our fear of the rush going down to we-don't-know-where and until-when, to just hopefully end.

I then woke up. Crazy. It was like, the dream wouldn't stop until I actually wake myself up gasping for air. That was how my dream the other day went.


I need to call on Joseph, the Dreamer. Hehe.

http://www.smartgirl.org/dreamdictionary.html
Descending elevators in dreams are usually negative, suggesting repressed emotions or anxiety about losing social status. Dreams about being in an elevator crash are common and symbolize some basic fear in the dreamer's life.

http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art29993.asp
Descending in an elevator may symbolize a descent into the unconscious to explore hidden issues or meanings. Traveling downwards can also represent a feeling of loss of personal power or control, or a feeling of losing progress.

Dreaming of being stuck in an elevator may symbolize a feeling of being stuck in waking life or spiritual development. You may also feel trapped, anxious and fearful of things that are out of your control. You may also feel that you'll be trapped indefinitely.

http://www.dreamsleep.net/meaning-of-elevator-dream.html
Psychological Meaning: You may feel that you are going up in the world. As no effort is required to make you assent, you may feel that someone is helping you or that destiny is working in your favour. You may also have raised your consciousness and see the world from an elevated standpoint. As you transcend the lower planes and perhaps become more cerebral in your thinking, remember not to loose touch with your instinctive and intuitive nature. If the elevator is descending, it can indicate the decent of the conscious ego into the unconscious in order to explore this hidden world. Alternatively, it may represent the decline of your personal power and status. In both instances, remember it's who we are, not what we are that counts.

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Putting a Clean Slate Online

I don’t really think it’s healthy to have too many accounts online. Sure, you can have two e-mail addresses to separate your professional and personal stuff, but when you’ve consumed all the popular names in the free-email services industry, it’s either you are in some really serious online business, or you’re already doing some poser jobs! Haha.

Ok, ok. I guess for as long as you’ve been taught some basic ‘accounts and time management’ rules, then having Yahoo! G-Mail, and Hotmail accounts all at the same time may seem fine. You may have all the internet time in the world to check and regularly clean them, lucky you.


Though I just don’t feel fine about it. Coz I have all of them. Maybe it’s the idea of having too many passwords to memorize that bothers me.

Well I’ve always been a Yahoo! email user. It’s the one that I even use professionally. My relatively new G-mail account was created mainly to support this blog (and nothing else). And most recently, I signed up with Hotmail to support my Windows Live Messenger. I would’ve been perfectly fine with my Yahoo Messenger, but I had to install MSN for work. Apparently, my Korean colleague, whom I am currently dealing with to complete my working papers here before leaving for Seoul, prefers that I use it so we can facilitate communication a lot faster. They are only allowed to use MSN in the office. Fine. I know there's already a way that a Yahoo user can chat with other Instant Messaging users like MSN, but what the heck, I have to give in to this. This maybe the serious online business that I just mentioned above.

Then I suddenly remembered these social networking websites.

Oh, the original Friendster pandemonium. At the time when everybody’s goal then was to add as many friends as possible. Even people they barely know, for profile’s sake. The most normal of people thought it was a nice way to catch up on friends from junior and senior high, while the semi-perverts sure thought of it as a hot way of starting a great online relationship. Go late-night YM chats and subsequent eyeballs! Hahaha.

To head on with the major clean-up, know what I did? Logged into these many social networking sites to cancel my never-even-once-updated-but-created accounts. Ever heard of MySpace, Tagged, Hi5, Zorpia, Ringo, and Everyone’sConnected? There. Never really realized how many these were. But I’m on a clean slate now. All gone.

I just have this blog, my Facebook, my Multiply as a photo stash, and my soon-to-be-not-updated Friendster account. For some unexplained reasons, I just find it so hard to delete it in the same way that I find it so hard to update anymore. Emotionally speaking. Nyahaha.

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On Government Calls

Attempting a call to a Philippine government office can be the most stressful call that you’d ever have to do in your entire life. Oh yes.

You call a trunk line so you’d be sent to the right desk in the sure cluster of cubicles that exist in that office, and at times, they would forward you to the wrong table.

Then there are the government offices that would provide a particular number to call for information. You go ahead and inquire, and they would tell you to check on their website instead! But hell no, you’ve been smart enough to check on it beforehand but did not find the information that you need (hence, the reason for calling), and you explain them that. But on to their work-averse tongue and they’d say, “I’m sorry Ma’am, but the information that you're asking for is posted on the wall at the second floor of the building. I am at the lobby.” Potek.

But hey, this is my government. I have to abide by their “being the government”.


I’m currently completing some requirements with the POEA (Philippine Overseas Employment Administration) since I’m working on getting an overseas employment certificate to finally shoe me away from the Philippines. As an employee in a direct-hiring system, I would be doing all the dirty work— of falling in line, sitting at the waiting area, as well as doing the switches from several windows. Not to mention shouldering the expenses at first, and just agreeing with the ‘reimbursement system’ of the employer. Living arrangements, as well as the official employment contract are still in the works, so here I go again with the waiting.

I have nevertheless done my research and inquiries on how the process would go, and relayed it to my employer, since they too, will have to accomplish something to make this last phase of the employment process successful: They would first need to submit the employment contract to the Philippine Embassy in South Korea to have it stamped for authentication, before sending it here for submission to the POEA.
(From the FAQ section of the POEA website)

1.) I was able to secure a work visa from a foreign country. Do I need to go through POEA for processing of my documents? What are the requirements?

Yes, you need to have your documents processed at POEA. A visa merely allows entry into another country. It does not specify the terms and conditions of work for a particular employer. Name hires or Filipino workers who have found jobs on their own should have their documents processed at POEA. The requirements are the following: passport, work visa or work permit, employment contract verified or authenticated by the Philippine embassy or Philippine consulate in the country of your destination. You are also required to undergo a medical examination by a DOH-accredited clinic or hospital and a pre-departure orientation seminar.

2.) What are the costs and how much?

If you are a name-hired worker, these are the costs:
POEA Processing Fee - US$100 or its peso equivalent
OWWA membership fee - US$25 or its peso equivalent
OWWA Medicare - P900.00

3.) What documents shall I get afterwards?

You shall be issued an Overseas Employment Certificate, which serves as the OFW travel exit clearance at the airport and immigration counters. The OEC is also an exemption for OFWs from payment of travel tax and airport terminal fees. You shall likewise get a free OFW electron ID card or e-Card, which is your permanent identification card to facilitate your departure and access to services as OFW.

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The Quarter Life Crisis

Everybody around me seems to be in some kind of active transition in their lives. Well at least for people within my eye’s reach. And I mean friends and colleagues of my age. All for the sincerest desire of securing a better future and feeling the best out of themselves.

The Quarter Life Crisis then comes to mind and I realize that the transition may actually be a response to this stress of living the so-called life.

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may or may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.

You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all.
You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person.

One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.

You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while wining the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.

I just couldn’t appreciate these words more than now.
Though as young as eight I already knew that one night stands are a real cheapstake. Haha. I never needed to be twenty-something to realize that.

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House Talk on Cold Cravings

One thing sure at this stage in my life: I am oh-so dying to meet up with old friends, catch up on a myriad of things, and re-assure those friendship rings! Yada!

Despite the rainy weather today, my college friend and I craved for ice cold stuff over at Icebergs Restaurant. She had her halo-halo while I had my banana split. That’s a sure colorful eating table that we had while doing our usual, girly chat. You could just imagine.

One thing with this rather coy lady that I have as a friend is how she never fails to ask for a glass of hot water as extra service-- in fastfoods, restaurants, or even those small carinderia’s along Dapitan, Manila back in college. She even asks for two glasses at times. Then I’d see her dip her spoon and fork in one glass, and drink the other after eating. Talk about living a healthy and clean life. Haha.


I told her about my 'news', and off she shared her own stories of living independently in China. She had spent close to a year in that country to study Mandarin, as an add-on to her employment credentials. It was such a breeze to hear her easy way of life, with parents shouldering all the expenses for her: The cool Cathay Pacific plane ride with a per-seat LCD screen for games, the previously-arranged stay at a dormitory in her language school, the weekly phone calls and online conversations with parents while spending a good deal of time in a place as big and competitive as that of China.

She then asked me what I'd probably save for with my salary.

"Car? And maybe have it shipped here? Haha. I dunno. They said cars are cheap there."

"Ah talaga... Hindi bahay? Ano ka ba, ang laki pa ng tax mo kapag bibili ka ng kotse doon. Dami pa hihingin sa'yo ng Customs dito. Mas mahal pa tax sa presyo ng kotse mo."

"Ahaha. Ganun ba? Wala lang, feeling ko ako si Pacquiao na nakakabili ng Jaguar sa ibang bansa at nadadala dito eh." *Feeling stupid*

Talk about investing for the future. At twenty three, yes I do feel the occasional itch to think that far already. A home with a happy family in it. And a car just bought here. Hehe.

Why not? =p

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Short Hair and Friends

My new short hair sure perked itself up with accolades from people who thought it fits my face well.

“Bago ang buhok natin ah”- Boy “Onga! Bagay, bagay.”- Girl
From a cute couple whom I met the first time at an island trip, and whom I surprisingly shared the public taxi (aka, the mighty FX) with. Turned out, the guy lives in the same town as I do. Small world. Yet, we didn’t even have the slightest interest in knowing that in our first encounter.

“Uy nagpagupit ka! Bagay sa’yo.”
From my notes-freak college friend whom I had dinner with.

Teehee… thanks.

At least it’s helping a lot in getting my life back. You know what they say about women going to the salon to fight over depression? Nyahaha.

Talk about the dinner that prompted me to chance upon that couple on my way to the relatively new mall in our area, it officially started my mini-despidida’s with trusted friends whom I have preferred to share the good news about leaving the country with. The people whom I have shared the up's and down’s of my so called “saga” are sure the same people whom I will give my sincerest thanks to.

We ate at the same restaurant that we’ve been to, two months ago when we last enjoyed ourselves out, and brought out the love for everything pasta and Italian in all of us. You can sure count on my being "The Great Pasta Lover". Then came those talks about WORK and CAREER and LIFE (Okay fine, there were snippets of the LOVE thingee as well). All those stuff that no matter how we try to make even an ounce lighter, will still end up as something worth-reflecting upon. And all that we were able to just finally say is, “We really are getting older.” Geez.

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The Short, Impersonal Interview

Said the marketing director of a local real estate developer to me, "It takes a certain level of maturity to be able to sustain work and life abroad. We have engineers and architects who get opportunities in Dubai, Riyadh, and Singapore, but you see, I personally am to help my own country so I choose to work here."

Made me then think if I could just bargain for the maturity when I actually start living the life outside the country, or will I need to have a big bulk built in my nerves beforehand? I would like to think that I am prepared for this, yet I know that there will be a lot more things to learn and experience. So I just count on what my lungs can do for the moment, and look forward to seeing it get more exercised as I swim beyond the sea borders of life.

And do workers who choose to work outside their home country help their country less? If outside work could support and feed members of this home country better, then isn't that a great help to rely on?

Having said straight my future plans not anymore aligned to theirs, I gave my word of thanks and left. The whole back-and-forth travel was even longer than that final interview. Nevertheless, it was worth an advice to ponder about-- an advice that should bring me to Seoul!

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After The Long Wait

I have just been to the Korean Embassy. And finally, here it is! Now I don't know what to expect next. I feel like rejoicing, perking myself up with travel preparations, and saying goodbyes to close friends--- but at the end of all the thinking, I calm myself and wait. There will still be more serious negotiations. Most important of which are the living arrangements for our two-year tenure. I'll update as soon as it comes final. The Immigration of Korea has granted us the E-7 Special Activities Visa.


Eligibility for this particular employment visa is as follows:

A.) Employees under a contract with a public/private organization
1.) Teacher of the foreign school or foreign language reviser of the public/private organization
2.) Those offering technology, skill, or expertise to a public/private organization
3.) Those employed with special position that are considered to be able to contribute to national competitiveness
4.) Managers or coaches that are invited by the sports organization, and are proven to be able to contribute to the promotion of sports
5.) Administrators hired by a foreign legislation in Korea or a foreign organization
6.) Core employees of a corporation with inward foreign direct investment, a branch of a foreign corporation or a foreign company (not applicable to those without an agreement of transfer from the head of present place of work)
7.) Those who seek employment as a staff of a Korean transportation corporation such as regular ferry or the Geomgang Mountain Tour Ship

B.) High Technology such as Information Technology
1.) Those seeking engagement in the field of information technology, e-business, bio-technology, nano-technology, new composite material, transportation facilities, digital appliances, or environmental energy in the domestic corporation with the recommendation of the Minister of related Ministries.

Quoting it from the Korea Law website,
"This E-7 visa is similar to E-4 except this is reserved for all other special activities that are specially designated by the Ministry of Justice. Therefore, if you are going to be working for a domestic, Korean company and you possess certain skills or knowledge that are unavailable in the Korean domestic market, such as foreign attorneys and tax accountants, then this E-7 visa is probably for you. It should be noted that E-7 visa is generally granted for only those positions that are difficult to fill with domestic Korean employees due to the shortage of Korean workers."

Geez. I am filling a position that local Korean employees are unable to fill in their labor market. Well, well, well, talk about personified luck! Haha. I now think if I could actually fill in the shoes properly. Golly.

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The Extra Vigilant

This could be the biggest sign of how I so much doubt what life brings to me, skeptic!

----------Still receiving job interviews after having my working visa approved----------

But like what I always say, I am just into taking extra vigilant actions— always on the lookout for any possible danger out of this surprisingly good slap of luck on me. Anything can still twist and happen. It’s good that I can still have something to fall back on.


It was a whole day of professional meet-ups today, completing a series of examinations for a multi-national market research company in the morning, and speaking to a manager of a market research arm of a local real estate developer in the afternoon.

In the countless job interviews that I have been to since I finished college, I am actually close to admitting that meeting up for job interviews is a secret hobby. Haha. Since I learned that it’s actually a good exercise for the mind and mouth to do job interviews with companies even if you have no intentions of pursuing employment with them, I have taken advantage of the little prestige of getting inside the buildings of these companies that everyone wants to be into.

Different faces, different styles. Here is my list of the most frequently-asked and unforgettable interview questions:

1.) How do want me to call you? And I always say the same name, of course.

2.) So why don’t you tell me something about yourself? And I have managed to have the same script told over the years.

3.) How do you see yourself five years from now? Now at least for this one, I have psyched different pictures of the future. This is just plain hard for me. Haha.

4.) What do you think can you contribute to the company? I don’t know, I really don’t.

5.) What do you look for in a leader? Talk about some serious question. That interviewer was pretty conscious of herself, I guess. I knew she was going to be my boss, and she and the department she’s handling was pretty new. I will always remember that face of her with this question.

6.) What was the last book that you read? An interestingly cool last question by some manager of a multi-national market research company. I think I answered, “The Catcher In the Rye. It’s goddam swell, if you really want to know the truth.” Haha. Go read the book so you’ll understand that one-liner that I threw as an answer.

7.) Do you also know how to have fun as a person? Hahaha. Unforgettable. Of course! Wanna hitch me tonight? Nyahahahahaha. Maybe I looked too serious for her. Geez.

8.) What do you think of our economy? Usually after they find out about my Economics degree. Duh?

Don't worry. I know deep inside that I am looking forward to the adventures of my supposed work outside the country, I am just too scared to be so happy too soon.

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Food on Thought

There's a certain level of reflection that goes with being unemployed, especially if it's really not something that you would've wanted. Other people call it depression, but I call it food craving.

I recall the vacation that we had in the province, and this morning, fresh from bed and straight to the internet without breakfast, I remember this:

That's "ginanggang" (at least how they call it in Zamboanga). It's actually grilled bananas, spread with margarine and sprinkled with sugar afterwards. It costs just 2 pesos a stick. My sister and I loved it. I don't think I ever saw one sell this stuff here in Manila. And I've never appreciated being tummy-full than after eating these inihaw na saging.

Geez, I'm hungry. Hahaha. I need to eat. People have been commenting on how I surprisingly lost weight to think that I have just been at home doing nothing.

It's mind over tummy, I guess. I should probably be thinking less of things and of unworthy people, and get back to my old, jolly self.

I then thought of how life in Seoul would greet my stomach, with a picture of this in mind:



Nah, I still have all the reasons to be jolly! ***Lalalalala - lalalala!***
Oh by the way, those green noodles surprisingly taste good. I've tried it when I was in Seoul. So much about looking at the plate like it has some creepy, crawling creatures on. Hehe.

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When God Finally Gives

GOD really has a time for everything.
You pray fervently for something you yearn, and He gives it to you when He thinks you deserve it the most.

The time has come for you to deserve something when:

* You have learned to wait. And grow the faith in Him more.
* You have learned to be humble. And realize that the joy you get from what you desire is better thrown as loud thanksgiving to nobody else but Him.
* You have learned to prioritize and sacrifice. And tell yourself that you can't have everything at once.
* You have learned to make value of people. And stick to those you are willing to offer that yearning for.

I'm now back from the province and have read my copy of the e-mail that made my soon-to-be colleague scream the O-M-G letters via text a few days ago. It is true then.

I would like to think I will soon deserve what I have been praying, and head on with life forever showing Him that He was right all along.

He's still keeping His pace, just enough for more strength that I can put onto my yearning's worth. I'll shout my praises when He has fully bestowed it.

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