My Resignation Letter

Presenting.....ladies and gentlemen,  my much-awaited resignation letter. To bumhood and beyond!!! I tried to be nice as possible on this letter although it screams "F*ck y'all. it's about time i leave this sh*tplace" in the background



May 15 2009



Raymond Galapon
Program Manager
Sutherland Global Services
Total Corporate Center, Taguig City Philippines


Dear Sir:
This is to formally announce my resignation from my current position as a Customer Service Representative for the PayPal North America account effective today, May 15 2009.

In light of this situation and as per mandated by the rules and regulations I had signed upon joining this company I am required to give thirty (30) days of notice starting on the date specified which should provide the company ample time to transfer my responsibilities to another employee.

Although my time with the PayPal North America account has been, on the whole, quite satisfying and productive, for a while now I have become less satisfied with the work situation mainly because of the new location of the company which is making it increasingly difficult for me to be productive and accomplish goals set by the account. Please feel free to keep in touch any time should you have any questions regarding this matter.

My experience with Sutherland Global Services and with PayPal North America has been very worthwhile. I appreciate having had the opportunity to work with your company and I wish you and the organization continued success.


Sincerely,


AXXXXXXXX (My Name, X'ed out for decency purposes)
Block XXXXXXX (My address)
+63917XXXXXXX (my cellphone number, as pointed out naka-globe ako)
XXXXXXXXX@suth.com; XXXX@tpa.ebay.com (my company email)

April 16 2009

I woke up this morning feeling uneasy in the lower part of my abdomen. It’s not pain that I felt but a slight discomfort. Everytime my shirt or undergarment would touch that area the cloth sticks with the skin. Everytime my skin stretches around that spot, part of the black ink moves along with the flesh. Amidst the red blotches on the skin, the black ink stain leftovers and blood marks is an intricate pattern of lines and curves of what I define as an accomplishment: my first tattoo. My left ear then suddenly felt itchy. As I tried to scratch it I noticed that one of my ears has grown heavier than the other. When my hands touched that area I felt something hard touch my skin: round, cold and hard. The weird thing is as I moved my hands higher on my left earlobe I noticed that there are two more round and hard steel earrings on my ear. When I felt all three of them I also felt a tinge of pain, though not the usual pathological unbearable pain that you usually complain about. Instead the pain felt normal and necessary. It felt good.

I suddenly remembered how I used to look like two years ago: tall lanky guy with black, short neatly-combed hair, pseudo-eyeglasses to make him feel more intellectual than he already is; average looking, geeky yet enthusiastic and idealistic with the promises of his future. The guy I see myself in the mirror now I think is the same lanky guy I used to know although he has longer, dishelved brown hair with eyebags the size of pingpong balls. In his face is also a slight indication of his laziness to shave. He has three piercings on his left ear. When he lifts his shirt, an inch below is navel is a black tribal tattoo, not the petty henna ones you get as a remembrance on your beach escapades but a permanent, painful one. His face shows weariness and exhaustion but it also shows maturity and wisdom. Not knowledge but wisdom. His face shows that he is no longer the guy two-years ago who worries if he’s gonna do well or if he’s gonna pass his test or if he has done the required pre-laboratory work next day. He is no longer the guy who envisions himself as wearing a sablay and becoming a successful doctor ten years from now, like everyone expected him to be, like he expected himself to be. Today, when he looks at his face in the mirror he recognizes someone who is working for money, who has obligations to his family, who has to be, by choice and birthright be responsible. His obligations and priorities then are worlds different from what he values now.


I have changed. A lot. I don’t know if it’s better or for worse.


Who cares?

I will forever remember yesterday, April 16 2009 as the date of my emancipation.

Note: Thanks to my bestfriend who shared that day with me. Another story we’ll be telling our kids in the near future. Sabay tayong nagpatuli, sabay din tayong nagpatato. Astig.

Of Late Teenage Rebellion

When I got home my dad told me “You smell like an ashtray son. Are you smoking now?” I didn’t have the guts to answer him “Yes dad I’m a smoker now. Do you have a light?” Instead I lied and said “No, I just hang-out with smokers, that’s why I smell like cigarette leftovers.” I didn’t want him to think that his youngest son, once the epitome of Boy Scout ideals is now a smoker, a drinker and an occasional gambler. A few weeks ago I got so drunk at one of our after office-hours drinking sessions that I have to call my older brother to come pick me up at Quezon Avenue because I felt like I wasn’t gonna live ‘til the next day. When we got home all I remember was the front door of the restroom and the next thing was waking up to a bad case of a hang-over. Lately I noticed that most things have changed. I use profanity in every single sentence, I drink, I smoke (occasionally), I gamble and I go out at the wee hours of the morning. Some might call this normal as most people do them once they hit puberty but not in my case. While most of teenagers my age were out drinking and partying I was too busy studying. Not that my parents forced me into becoming an academic cyborg but I did have a normal happy childhood. I wasn’t forced by anyone to excel in becoming a nerd. It was my choice and my choice alone. My priorities then were to excel, get into a good school and be successful like everyone expects of me. But shit happens. Life fucks up in the most unexpected way and things don’t turn out the way you imagine them to be.

When I jokingly asked my mom a few days ago that I would get my ears pierced and I would get a tattoo on my neck I felt like she was going to die of a heart attack. I know that getting your ears pierced is no big of a deal for most people my age but I was threatened of being disowned by my own family if I do something “stupid” like that. In light of that question my mom said in verbatim “I don’t want to see your shadow step into my house if you do something stupid like that.” Fine, I’ll just live by my own then. Seriously people, it’s just an earring. "Nagrerebelde ka na ba? (Are you rebelling?)",  my brother asked me. I didn’t know what and how to answer him. Am I being rebellious? I don’t know, am I? Is this what people call “teen rebellion”? For Christ’s sake people don’t you think it’s a little too late for that? Geez I’m already 22! (An adult by legal definition) I know the underlying consequences of my actions so spare me the lecture.

Everyone goes into a phase in their lives when they want to be a different person, to try things they have never done before, to be different. Some experience this once they hit puberty; others call it their “midlife crisis” while a few have this yearning to do crazy things before they die. That’s just how humans are: we constantly change and we crave for change. Change can be taken into different forms, a new hobby, a different profession, a new life partner or a fresh new image. It can either be tagged as positive, productive and healthy or be viewed as something crazy, stupid or rebellious, like in my case. But that just it: it’s just CHANGE. For me this is happening at this point in my life. I couldn’t care less if some people would say that it’s a form of rebellion, because first of all IT’S NOT. I'm not doing these things to defy authority or to express my heresy or blasphemy to the Supreme Ruler. For me it’s just a phase and there’s nothing more to it. I want to experience things I have never done before while I was at school or never had the guts to try when I was younger. I want to experience life, all the fun and shitty side of it. I want to get my ears pierced because I’ve been wanting that for the longest time but I never had the balls to endure the possible pain. I want to smoke albeit I know the dangers of nicotine to my bronchioles because I want to know what’s with cigarette smoking that allures people to the habit. I want to try drugs because I want to satisfy my insatiable curiosity and I want to know what it feels like and what makes them tick. Someday I might get a tattoo because I want to leave a mark on my body that probably signifies an important part or person in my life. I want to go out and drink like there’s no tomorrow and meet all types of people. I want to have fun. I want to live my life while I can. I want to try everything while I have the time, the luxury of money and the youth so when it comes to point of settling down, I can lecture my son about the good and bad side of things. I don’t want to live my life taking the boring straight path that everyone expects me to take; the fastest route from point A to point B. There are detours and stopovers along the way and who says you can’t get sidetracked every once in a while? What’s more important is you know how and when to get back on track. Once you have done it then you can say to yourself “Heck! Been there and it was no fun.” or “I’ve done that and it was freaking awesome!” For now I live in these simplest rules: Live while you can. Have a life with no regrets. Try different things. These may be bad things but no one can deny that they’re still part of life. Have fun but know your limits. At the end of the day it’s still up to you if you will be consumed by these habits. Have the balls to take responsibility for the consequences of your actions. Sabi nga ng namayapang Heath Ledger sa Batman “Why so serious?” Have fun while you can.

Regarding my ear piercing, I haven’t done it yet since I can’t find the time and my friend and I are planning to do it together on one of our day offs so for now my mom can sleep soundly at night knowing that her youngest son is not a hippie drug addict. Well not yet.

And for Pete’s sake people hindi po ako nagrerebelde. 

6 Little Things I Usually Notice When I Meet A Girl

I read somewhere in yahoo.com about this guy who pointed out four little things he notices when it comes to girls. As contrary to popular belief, a keen eye is not always for a straight guy but for a girl as well. People often think that women are the more observant type when it comes to relationships but little do they know that guys such as myself also keep 500GB RAM of pure unadulterated memory of the little things that we first notice upon contact of the fairer sex. I myself have some shares of observations and come to think about it, it really surprised me how I came with a long list of things that I usually notice about the women whom i meet. And to think that the guy who wrote the article iIread only noticed four! How weak, he musn't be paying attention closely. So to summarize I narrowed down my list to 6 little things, basic things I first notice when i meet a girl.




1. HER FEET. Shoe fettish? Hell no. I couldn't care less if you're wearing shoes made from burgundy unicorn leather or glass pixie shoes because it's not the footware that we notice but what's inside it, your feet. Clean feet and clean toenails mean good hygiene. Good hygiene means that if ever you and the girl ends up being together, she will not be the slob in the relationship and will be your constnat reminder to uphold the values cherished by DOH (as we all know since genetically speaking most men are too darn lazy. Polished nails or the color polish really doesn't matter as long as the nails are clean). Unpolished nails are even more noticeable, add perfectly pedicured and shaped toenails to your oh-so-delicate feet, that is definitely a hit with us guys.



Side note: I had my officemate introduce me to this really really hot girl whom I was already crushing (more like stalking) on the floor. Itong girl na 'to ang pambansang crush dahil sobrang cute niya talaga. Sa sobrang cute niya halos lahat kami sa team ay gustong burahin sa mapa yung boyfriend niyang kamukha ni Shrek. When I got the chance to meet her she was definitely a 12.5 on the scale 10 because she had this angelic face and sexy figure pero nung nameet ko siya upclose at napatingin ako sa baba (kasi mas matangkad ako sa kanya) napansin kong ang dumi ng kuko niya sa paa. Punyeta! Pwede na sana. Bummer talaga. Even my toenails look better than hers, and I rarely cut them! I mean perfect packaging from head to ankles, but her nails were so dirty that it threw me off. (Wow! ang yabang naman ni AL ahihihihi)



Since the issue of phallangeal cuticles has been brought up next on the list is:



2. HER FINGERNAILS. Of course who would want to put a ring on a dirty finger right? Beyonce forgot to add this friendly reminder to her current song I guess. I don't know about other guys but I usually prefer girls with short nails as opposed to those who grow them like they're grooming Lady Deathstrike's weapons of mass destructions. For me short nails signify good grooming habits. Don't get me wrong though, I have nothing against those who want to keep their nails long. As what my friend said longer nails feel more sexy when they scratch you in bed but I'm not the type of guy; I'm more like your health-sanitation type-of-guy rather than a pornomasochist with twisted a nail fettish type-of-guy. Yeah nail color is fine as long the nails are clean, you can hold her hand all day long.



Side Note: Men usually notice this when they extend their hands to shake a girl's hands. First theyw ould notice how soft (or not so soft dahil sa dami ng kalyo niya wahehehe) her palms are then they get to see if she has clean fingernails. Clean fingernails = good hygiene = major turn on.



3. THE WAY SHE TOSSES HER HAIR. I don't know what's with shampoo commercials that really turns us on. There's just this magic when a girl flips her long silky black hair that makes the camera stop and revolve 360 and makes a guy, drool a bucket of saliva. I usually prefer girls with long hair because I'm a big fan of this female form of enchantment. I guess the long hair strengtens her feminine apprearance and the hair-flip-to-the-side movement brings out her grace and delicateness as a girl, I don't know ^____^. (Add this to NUMBER 4 and if you play your cards right you might end up bringing home a male servant who's willing to do anything with just a flip of your ooohhhhhhh sooooooo delicate and soft hair.)



Side Note: A guy usually notices this when they're into this really long conversation with a girl. When you find a really good topic, like a common interest that you can talk about together and in the middle of your conversation she suddenly lets out a killer hair flip, yes! That usually means that you're beginning to get her interest at nagpapacute siya, otherwise mahaba lang talaga yung buhok niya...hehehe. Usually the conversation goes like this



GUY: so you're into...[insert common interest topic here]?



GIRL: yeah!!! you too?!!



GUY: yeah!!! have you tried blah blah blah



[then after 10 minutes of conversation girl with really really long silky hair na parang araw araw nagpaparebond lets a killer flip and suddenly...tagush!!! guy suddenly becomes a zombie.]



GIRL: *giggles*[flips her hair to the other side] *giggles again*



[after 2 minutes of silence]



GUY: [stares in utter euphoria and seeing invisible stars]



GIRL: [notices that guy is nonresponsive] huuuyyy!!! bakit natahimik ka?



GUY: [wakes from day dream] ahhh........ehhh.......hahahaha....sa'n na nga ba tayo? (sabay ngiti abot hanggang tenga]



In combination to item number 3, we then go to:



4. HER GIGGLE. Ahhhh yes. How can we resist the vocal spelsl of the female giggle? This really drives us nuts when we hear a girl lets out a cute little giggle when we crack a joke or when wesay something funny. However, this should not be confused though with the common laugh wherein mouth wide open you bellow your heart out. The female laugh is funny but female giggle is even cuter and even harder to resist. Just imagine, seeing that angelic face puts on a half-smile with perfect pearly whites, nose crinkles a little bit, eyes reducing to mere half lines and then on top of that she lets out a soft, succession of repressed vocal harmonics to let you know somehow you hit her funny bone. Indeed a music to the male ears.



Side Note: My friends and I have gone through a debate on the definition of the perfect FEMALE giggle. After hours of careful scientific analysis we have come to a conclusion that the perfect female giggle is the one you commonly hear when you compliment a girl. Yung tipong mahinang tawa lang, tapos perfect smile na medyo naniningkit yung mata with matching sabi sa'yo ng"Kaw talaga!" in a cute, girly tone na para bang nang-aakit. Tapos may kasamang gentle na suntok sa balikat...hayyy.........hehe



5. HOW SHE TREATS SERVICE PEOPLE. This is very very crucial especially to those guys who go on constant dates. You girls might not notice but guys also observe how you treat service people especially in restaurants, fastfood chains and even department stores. Even when I accompany my girl friends in malls (read: girl SPACE friends meaning girl na friend) I always notice how they interact with the service crew. Rudeness in all forms is a big fat NO! This includes being verbally abusive or unnecessarily sarcastic with waiters, being too demanding with the cashier or giving a department store sales lady the stink eye. We have been taught since gradeschool about the almighty golden rule right?All guys want a girl who carries herself with proper breeding and class. You might be dating the next PBB Celebrity Teen Edition Female Winner but if she acts like a total bitch then chances are she'll be the next the girlfriend from hell.



SIDE NOTE: Since I work as a CSR madali ko talaga mapansin 'tong behaviour na'to. Meron akong nakita nung pumipila ako sa SM Fairview one time na babae na nakikipag-away and being too demanding with the sales lady. Ang pangit ng dating kasi napakapalengkera niya and out of her misplaced frustration she shouted "Ang Pangit Niyo!" to the sales lady and then stormed out. Take note: Hindi siya kagandahan! Potek! Ang pangit pangit niya! Naalala ko tuloy yung kanta ng Parokya na "Silvertoes" dahil swak sa kanya 'yun. Nung sinigawan niya yung mga sales lady gusto kong sabihin sa kanya, "Hoy Miss! Hindi mo sila pinapakain! Kala mo ba maganda ka?! Akala mo lang oo pero HINDE! Hinde! Hinde! Hindi rin naman ako gwapo, pero ka rin naman maganda no!" Always remember rudeness to service people = palengkera = not a good GF material and eventually will lead to a nagger wife.



lastly,



6. HER SCENT. This is where perfumes and pheromones come in. Different guys have different preferences when it comes to a girl's scent. Some it like it sexy, others citrusy, some like it fresh and natural, while others prefer signature branded perfumes. We could list down all scents and smells men like and it would be equivalent to a full-lenght book report but all it boils down to three things: (1) It should smell feminine (2) It's not too strong and (3) it leaves a lasting impression that even if the scent is gone you would be able to recognize and identify that particular scnet when you smell it again. My advise to girls: when you meet a guy you should smell nice because we associate your scent with our recollection of who you are. You dont want us to remember you like this: "Yeah I remember [insert girl's name here]. She was the one who smelled like a guy right?"



SIDE NOTE: Noong isang araw lang nang papasok ako sa work meron akong nakatabi na girl na hindi naman sobrang ganda, yun tipong ayos lang pero nung tumabi siya sa akin sa MRT...wow mhen! I can't help but notice how great she smelled. Combination ng bagong ligo plus female pheromones plus her perfume was just the right feminine delicate smell. Killer combo talaga. Hindi ko madistinguish yung pabango na gamit niya basta napaka-feminine ng amoy. She actually left a long lasting impression on my nasal memory and for that nagutom tuloy ako nung bumaba siya. The scent was indescribable but when you try to recpature the odor it brings along a warm fuzzy feeling inside with all them butterflies and them bees ya'll (ewww). Iba talaga yung effect nung kahit hindi masyado maganda yung girl pero kapag sobrang bango niya mapapa...ggggggrarrrrrr ka na lang bigla di ba?. Ang manyak ba ng dating? Hindi naman. :). Sabi nga ni pareng Edward sa Twilight.."it's your scent, it's like a drug to me". Oha!







So there. Those are the 6 things I notice when i meet a girl. I'll try to be more observant in the future so that we can make it at least up to 10.