Our beloved Ate Gloria, who's been so generous to all of us trainees here, was fired from work yesterday. She's the head of the housekeeping department and the general manager fired her due to the low ratings guests have been giving regarding the housekeeping job the hotel does. She works really hard, even harder than all the housekeepers here combined. I've seen her work and she's always prompt with delivering our requests like whenever we needed dishtowels or whenever we need to have the kitchen floor scrubbed from oil spills. She's a kapwa Filipino by the way. She invites us to her house to have dinner sometimes and even sing karaoke with them and the other Filipino friends we've met here. I feel so sorry for her loss of a job. And what made everything really awful was that yesterday happens to be her birthday. Heartless people. They could have at least chosen a better date. We visited her last night and bought flowers for her since we heard she wanted someone to give her flowers on her birthday. We went there to comfort her and helped her bounce back from all that negative vibe on a supposed-happy occasion such as a birthday which comes to a person only once a year!

Well, we're gonna miss her in the hotel. She's applying in the hotel just beside ours (3 minute walk), so we get to see her still. I hope she gets the job, but I guess the pay will not be as high as the one she had. Nevertheless, at least she still gets to find income to pay her bills. She does have a big house. Hmmm... I hope she's OK now. She was already smiling last night when she saw us knocking at her house's door with a bunch of flowers for her. I dunno what's with flowers. They have magic in them somehow. hmm...

Your Blogging Type Is the Private Performer

Your blog is your stage - with your visitors your adoring fans. At least, that's how you write with your witty one liners. And while you like attention, you value your privacy. You're likely to have an anonymous blog - or turn off comments.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

I've finally figured out some things to say... Been so speechless, and quiet and reflective for the past few weeks. I dunno if keeping this blog is such a good idea. When I started this thing, I started it for one major purpose and that is to share my thoughts. It's been... what... two years since then and I've come to reflect that none of this has amounted to anything... not just one bit. I dunno... maybe it's the weather here or something, but all I know is that I have ideas and thoughts to share, but I guess I'd better keep them cooped up inside this tiny brain of mine... 'Coz it can do no one any good. It never has. Are my thoughts even that interesting? I would just amount to some crazy guy who happens to talk sense about stuff, doesn't it? I thought that I could help people through my blog... more like an extension of the counseling work I once do for people in school. But you know what, I'm sorta tired of being such an open book with all my thoughts and feelings because it just doesn't have that appeal anymore... to me at least. I mean, I guess I'd probably be happier if I were the mysterious dark water that runs deep. People seem to like those kind of peope who are the "ever-mysterious". Instead of me always doing the thinking, why don't I leave it to the world to figure me out and bleed their brains out till they get to figure out who I really am... to them at least. Talking and sharing too much keeps you too open... and well, left out in the open too... alone! It's a good feeling to help people, to be nice to them, to treat them right in the best way they ought to be treated, but you know what, sometimes you just gotta bail out of an epidemic and quit being "Doctor" or else you get to become the patient. And when that time comes, well, who's gonna play "Doctor" for you this time around???? huh! your patients? nu uh...

Hmmm... I dunno, but this trip of mine could be a nice restart for all I know.... more like dying into one's own self or shedding some skin. Probably I'd term it as "Waking up from a coma" 'coz at this point, I'm so darn fre**k'n tired of the life I'm leading. Merlin told me something the other night and I truly agree. Guys of my kind get nowhere sticking to the "laws of the universe" or all of those good stuff. It just sucks to see everyone so happy getting away with it like the typical fair weathered friends, the submarines or the proverbial "gold diggers" or other forms of diggers.... and those other kinds of people who happen to have the same kind of feather as those I've mentioned. Wouldn't it be nice to be the one to cause the commotion than always having to be the one running after people, sobbing and having to be the one to say sorry even though you know that they don't give a damn about what you feel... or worse... they just simply don't give a rat's.... So tired of haaving to fix stuff and end up taking in the pieces of cr@p! When I watched a WWE wrestling match last Friday at Rupp Arena, there were two stocky gentlemen seated infront of us wearing leather jackets, sporting a Harey Davidson bandana and a fluffy beard, drinking beer and plainly just shouting out cheering for their favorite wrestler(s).... more like the Stone Cold Steve Austin kind of fella. I was observing the two of them and you know what... they look so free and so happy of who they are or what they are doing. It's as if no one else could dictate to them who they should be or what they ought to do. And that's what living LIFE is all about. Living YOUR life.

Nuf said... just a few rants won't hurt a fly. Then again, it's my blog, I'm in a free world and the heck with what the world has to say about it... *nuts