It was the usual lull of a day, when I do all I was doing was work, work and work. All of a sudden, something popped out my Facebook* feed that woke me up in an instant:
For two straight Sundays, I found myself working in the office. Not only that these were the first time I had to work on a Sunday, my birthday also unfortunately fell on one of these days. Interestingly, I had to be in the office at exactly 7:00 a.m., traveling all the way from Marikina. The struggle is real.
A week has passed since I started working for my new job and what can I say? I honestly have a lot of things in mind, but I’m not too sure if I am at a liberty to voice out everything here. So I guess I would have just to be more discerning of what I would be posting when it comes to my work. It was not out of fear because we had a gag order or something like that, but it was a pretense of professionalism from my part. Kidding! All jokes aside, I am definitely enjoying with everything.
Back in December, days before 2014 ended, I got a bit contemplative of plans and what lies ahead of me. And to my surprise in January, I finally got a call from one of the organizations I’ve been sending an application to since 2009. Now that everything is official and I am already rendering my resignation, I’m happy to be moving on after 7 years from my current company!
I had lots of disappointments since the time I finished graduate school in 2012. To say that it was a struggle is an understatement. However, I’m not discounting the fact that something fruitful still came out of my experience applying to an organization in Manila and the other in Makati. Sometimes, I get used to being asked the same questions that it helped me more convinced of whatever I am talking about. I also almost left the company in November, but the terms of my supposedly-new employment were not properly agreed upon.
For our last full day in Ilocos, we went to Vigan. Leigh informed us that ever since it was declared as one of the new seven wonder cities of world, tourists were relentlessly flocking particularly on weekends. Good thing that we decided to go on a Monday, hoping that there’ll be less tourists when we arrive there. As we were already coming from Laoag City, we just took the bus from Partas, which has trips to Vigan every 30 minutes. We paid Php 137 to the ticket station and waited until 10 am before leaving. The travel took around 2 hours. It would have been faster if there were no road construction during the trip. Only one lane was open on some points and we had to wait it out before we had our turn. It would also have been quicker if some of the motorists were attentive and disciplined to strictly follow the change between the red/green lights.