Tuesday ordeal: apartment hunting

When I reported a lost ATM card two weeks ago, I was given an option to forward the replacement to the branch in Ayala Avenue, instead of claiming it from the branch where I opened the account (i.e. Ortigas). I declined because I also needed to claim statements (for lack of better word, because I honestly do not know what they are called) of cleared checks I have issued and even if this is my third year paying for the mortgage, I had no idea right from the start that such statements should be personally claimed and are not mailed by UCPB. They only keep six months-worth of letters, and the rest would be shredded. =/

Oh, hello OrtigasFirst of all, two weeks —it took a total of two complete weeks for UCPB to issue a replacement card. When I requested for one in April 23, the staff in Ayala branch informed me that the new card can be claimed in about a week. Good thing I was in no rush to use the new one, but surely the circumstances would be different if it were for my payroll account.

I could not remember when was the last time I’ve been in the Ortigas area. I was also about to visit the developer, whose office was located near the UCPB – Ortigas branch but decided against it at the last minute. It took me about ten minutes to do all of my business in the bank, and when I was about to leave their building, I almost hailed a cab en route to Makati. I was able to stop myself. In the following weeks, I will be surely having a lot of things to buy and pay for. I am in the process of moving out of our house and moving in to an apartment in the Makati-Pasay area. All unnecessary expenses should be kept at a minimum, and as it was only about noon , I could surely walk until EDSA and just take a bus. LOL I was extremely proud of myself. =D

I had to be in Makati early as well, because Mon and I would be searching for prospective apartments to rent. It was no easy task and we found ourselves bickering during the entire time about various concerns regarding cost, location and accessibility. I was not really happy with all of the places that we have visited because it was either the monthly rent was not commensurate with the floor area, or the justifiably-priced was located in an unaccessible location. And then around dinner time, I thought of calling the apartment I have inquired from last week (who had mentioned that somebody had already gotten an available unit ahead of us), and tried my luck if the unit was still available. To my surprise, I was informed that they still have an available one and as we barely finished our dinner, we headed straight away to the apartment.

The studio-type apartment that we found

When we met the landlady in the corner of the street, she gave a caveat that the place was not that big. I braced myself to see the same floor area of the one we have visited earlier (i.e. the price that is non-commensurate with the floor area), just to lower my expectations. But when we finally opened the door of the apartment, it wasn’t that bad and I was happy to see that it was not a bare and square area, similar to the one located in the Palanan area. And unlike that apartment located on the third floor, this one was on the ground floor, so it won’t be such a pain to go back if ever we left something . The landlady was a kind middle-aged woman, who informed me that the one who looked and supposedly got the unit would not be able to reserve it until he gets his salary on the 15th. I did not hesitate to give the downpayment because clearly there was no way I was letting go of the unit.

So now, Mon and I have about three weeks to prepare the place for habitation. I am not a fan of the yellow walls and I am thinking of having it repainted at least an off-white color, similar to our walls at home. This will be our home away from home, so I want the walls to look as remotely identical to my present room. =)

“Palpak / Sablay “

“Palpak”

Yesterday, I went to UCPB branch near our office to report a lost ATM card. The funny part — I have a good feeling that I might have lost it since Tuesday last week but only took the time almost a week after to have it blocked! I did not know what gotten to me to forget such an important thing but I remember thinking that it might be in the office or in one of my bags at home. However, I did not actively look for it until Sunday night. LOL Maybe because it was no credit card and it needed a PIN to be accessed; but once I’ve read about modus operandi concerning stolen credit cards, I got paranoid.

I arrived past 3:00 PM, past their normal banking hours so I was stopped by the guard. Good thing I placed a phone call before coming to the office and the guard had to ask somebody inside, whom I was able to tell my situation and allowed me to come inside. I was made the fill up several forms and one of the fields require the “card number”. Who memorizes their ATM card number? I have several cards with me and I don’t even know any of them by heart. Turned out, I was not required to supply this information , though I was a bit embarassed because I did not know the name of the branch I have opened my account. Anyway, there were no other untoward incidents and  I was fortunate that my money was still in my account. They will automatically charge Php 150 for the card replacement (quite expensive, compared to BPI’s Php 100) and I will pick it up next Tuesday in Ortigas.

“Sablay”

Airing out my 'Sablay' for this weekend's use

Hello again old friend. It has been exactly six years!

And the most important thing this week — the recognition rites! We normally have two ceremonies at the end of the school year: one for the college graduation, and the other for the university-wide graduation. College graduations are normally more serious, while the university graduation is more festive. I remember incessantly fanning myself with the invitation during the latter one because it normally begins past 3:00 PM when the summer sun is blazing in front of us (it takes place in the Amphitheater, behind Oblé facing west…so the sun was all on us until setting).

For the coming weekend, I will  be finally attending the ceremonies to culminate my finishing of my graduate degree. I still haven’t bought a barong tagalog and I will most likely buy one this Friday. I did not particularly like the one I’ve used six years ago, so I am decided to buy a better one to make up for that lack. =D As for the Sablay, the official and distinct academic costume of the university, I have already taken it out of my closet, where it was kept all these years, with the mentality of using it again. So here I am, about to use it again, and I can’t be more happy to attend my graduation with a parent FINALLY with me. Too bad Papa won’t be able to come and attend my graduation again because of scheduling conflict. I just informed Mama that it wasn’t so bad since she’s here, and I jokingly added that I’ll just take another graduate degree so he can attend next time. LOL

I’ve been making mental notes of the things I wanted to do on Sunday, like having my pictures taken with the sunflowers along the University Avenue (because I did not have one in my graduation before) or do the same foolish stunt, climbing the base of Oblé with a left leg extension. But alas! The mind is willing but the body is unyielding. All in all, I just hope we’ll have a good sunny and cloudless (or maybe even windy) day on Sunday because I do not want to ruin my leather shoes with the rain. If I remember correctly, there was one university graduation after mine, when the weather did not cooperate at all. If that were to happen on Sunday, I would just ditch the event. Just kidding.

Seriously, finishing my undergraduate degree in 2007, I only have getting a good employment in mind, without any regard to anything at all. Yes, a UP student/graduate is expected to give back to the people who, in essence, paid for our education. Working for more than five years in a private company, I always thought that I have already paid my share back with the *insert expletives here* tax deducted from my salary. But getting my master’s degree and having a better understanding and vision of what is really out there, I now know that giving back can’t be equated to mere tax cuts. I still have yet to inform the rest of my family about my decision for a career change (sauf my sister, to whom I have shared everything last Thursday), but I guess the high spirits of the graduation rites might mitigate the shock of my announcement. =D