A stroll along Coroflot

Since stumbling on Coroflot, a site for people who are innately creative and desire to make money out of their creativity and dream job, I’ve been basking in updating my CV in my Coroflot account which has been installed a few hours ago.

Coroflot is like a one-stop shop that offers a wide array of jobs in all countries and all you have to do is pick your choice (or choices) and wait to be contacted. Aside from this, I discovered the site also houses interesting groups whch you can toss your membership into if you think you share the same stuff with its members.

There’s a group for artists, another for 3D masters and film makers, one for fashion and interior designers, a nook for creative writers, and the list goes on.

What’s more, the site offers you the privilege of expanding your network.

There’s still hope, after all, for me and my dream job.

Pass-a-Load

Pass a Load (definition) verb. Passing to others responsibilities and chores which actually cover the scope of your job.

Somebody from a TV network inspired this entry. He works for the corporate communications department of the network but for months now, I’ve been doubting his qualifications and efficiency.

Here’s a short quiz. Now, don’t scroll down for the answers…No cheating.

1. Are you a procrastinator?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Sometimes

2. An officemate whiles away (probably with blogs or YouTube) do you offer some of your load and plead help since you’re kind of heavy with tasks today?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Depends

3. In a meeting with the boss, are you the type who volunteers ideas and new concepts?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Sometimes

4. Do you daydream often?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Occasionally

5. Is it your habit to befriend people?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Sometimes

6. Should a balikbayan bring gifts to friends and relatives he visits?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Depends

7. You club with your friends and meet a guy. Later in the conversation you find the guy boring, do you excuse yourself from him and your friends before heading to the ladies room… and home?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Let me think

8. Which do you prefer?

a. Somebody who gives away goodies

b. Somebody who sells goodies

c. Depends on the goodies

9. Life should be

a. Fair

b. Lived

c. Enjoyed

10. As a student, did you ever cheat in your exams?

a. Yes

b. No

c. Rarely

Result:

Mostly A’s: Certified Pass a Load Guy

Mostly B’s: Independent with a clear mind

Mostly C’s: Potential Pass a Load Guy

Good-bye MX-5

An hour ago, I snacked out with my friends at work. Heading back to the building where our office is situated, a red Mazda MX-5 Miata with black canvas-like top zoomed past me. As my eyes trailed it down the road, hopes and dreams of yesterday flashed back.

Call me anything but nobody can argue with my thriftiness. When I was still a single woman, my salary from work and Christmas bonuses went straight to my time deposit. I am not into extravagant shopping. I can count with my fingers the luxurious items which I bought for myself – a pair of Lacoste sneakers, a Sony Ericsson mobile phone, three bottles of my favorite perfume brands(Happy, Issey Meyaki and Gucci), and a Gucci bag. That’s all I have purchased in 10 years of hard work.

I never cared for signature clothes. I was dead serious in saving as much money to be able to buy my dream car since it was around $12,000 in 2004. That Mazda. That MX-5 Miata. Specifically the red one. I didn’t care about other material wealth available on earth for it’s only that car my heart, my mind and my eyes desire.

Then I got married but it didn’t stop me from saving more money. My husband and I enjoy life’s simple pleasures and treats, it doesn’t take or cost much to build a happy home.

Giving birth in 2006, however, is what changed some portions of my agenda because the amount of cash that we had to shell out to provide all the needs of our sweet angel was not a joke. But then again, why worry when both my husband and I have jobs. Perhaps, I could still continue saving for my future car I thought. I figured, taking on extra writing jobs is a good idea since PR writing offers a superb deal.

Unfortunately, I reached the dead end. After giving birth, my husband and I had a hard time looking for a nanny. The schedule of my maternity leave came to an end and still no nanny for our baby so we were left with the question: “Who’s staying home to take care of her?” Of course, I volunteered since I am the woman (feminists, not here. Let’s discuss your advocacy later in a different subject. This one’s for MX-5). Three months of being a plain housewife and hands-on mom made me resign to the fact that THE car wasn’t designed for me since day one. It was intended for somebody else. Somebody who can afford it.

As I now think of what could have been my car, I realized the only spectacular thing about it is its bloody red hue and speed but my daughter is worth a lot more. She makes me want to be a better person every single day and to excel in whatever endeavor I get myself into. Apart from her physical beauty, she possesses the kind of charm and sweetness that I never saw in that MX-5.

Looking at her and her intelligent ways, I predict she’s going to be big somebody and she’s going to drive a vehicle far more gorgeous than the MX-5. The latter would even be ashamed to be seen next to it. When that time comes, the Mazda MX-5 Miata would be a thing of the past.

Moderate Anger vs. Violent Anger

Each one of us gets angry in different ways and scales depending on the amount of energy that we put into this kind of emotion. One person can tolerate a misdeed which, on the other hand, can trigger the anger of another. I’ve been told many times that I should be more cautious of a person who seldom gets mad than he who always has his mouth stashed with a pot of hurtful words.

Personally, I know the kind of person to fear and why. But for the sake of this subject on anger, here’s a little analysis of a moderately angry person and one who is violently angry.

Which do you prefer?

Moderate

1. Rolls eyes at you
2. Speaks one line that would make you wish you were never born
3. Ignores you
4. Back stabs you
5. Pretends that his anger has subsided but gradually works to get even with you (e.g creates an email account and sends fabricated mails that are detrimental to your reputation; calls your home number and informs the household that you met an accident when in fact you’re just in a meeting; talks to the boss and tells lies about you persistently; hires a kidnapper, etc.)

Violent

1. Bangs the table and slams the door
2. Speaks kilometric sentences until you no longer know what he’s trying to drive at
3. Shouts at the top of his voice and walks out
4. Plugs his earphones and ignores you
5. Turns the radio up when you attempt to explain your side

Birds vs Humans

It’s only on weekends that I get to stay home and observe the surroundings. While enjoying the gentle breeze on a Sunday morning, I noticed two black birds with fan like tails playing in our backyard. These birds, surprisingly, are very playful and I enjoyed just standing there watching them for a good 15 minutes.

Later, I spotted a cat walking across the fence. The birds swooped down on the cat’s back as if inviting it to give them a piggyback ride and I was surprised when the cat didn’t react violently. It just turned its head to look at the tiny creatures on its back and continued its morning stroll.

Not long after that, I felt a kiss on my hand from our dog Goliath. He was in a great mood for play but I wasn’t since these birds have already locked my attention on them. Liath stayed patiently by my side. Suddenly the two birds, who probably got tired of pestering the cat, flew to his direction and started flapping their wings on his face. It was a really funny scene, something which I normally see in Looney Tunes only.

Goliath addressed them with a bark and then started to jump high. See, liath’s mom is a poodle thus explaining his light physical weight. The birds would repeatedly fly high to perch on the santol tree then swoop down and flap their wings on Liath’s face.

How beautiful the relationship these animals share and a shame that people can never relish the same. As I recall that backyard scene, I realized it’s unfair to use the expression ‘bird brain’ in connoting someone who lacks logic. Shouldn’t it be ‘human brain’ as in “Can you get rid of your human brain and put some sense into your life?”

Dissonant

Finally, a space of my own. Initially, I had second thoughts about creating a blog. I thought of it as time consuming. How can I manage to maintain a blog if I’m constantly busy at work and at home?

There are so many demands in my life that often times, I do not know where to begin. I’m not accustomed to living the hurried kind of life even if that’s supposed to come with the nature of my job. I normally keep a list of activities so I always end my day having accomplished every task. I may be busy working from morning until early evening but I make it a point to drop everything by 7 or 8 to chill out with my friends. That was always imperative to me, no conditions. I must be far far away from the parameters of my job when night creeps in. I believe spending quality time to unwind keeps a person’s sanity.

Even if I stay up until 2 a.m. hanging out somewhere, I can get up early the next day to attend to a new set of responsibilities. My body clock works accurately, that’s why.

Boring? To some yes, but I enjoyed this arrangement because I don’t miss out on anything.

In December 2006, however, everything changed for me. From being the organized freak, I discovered I also possess the ability to work on things that come in the spur of the moment. Being married and having a tiny angel at home can bring wonders to a woman’s life. I used to feel uncomfortable in rooms that are topsy-turvy but since my daughter came into my life, I could care less if everything is in order.

I don’t throw a fit if I don’t get 7 hours of sleep for as long as my baby gets a peaceful trip to Wonderland every night, I’m cool with that. I don’t mind if my husband bugs me to watch a new DVD movie every time I am just about to start on a good book. It’s through movie viewing that we get to make up for long hours of separation due to the erratic schedule in our respective jobs.

Marriage and motherhood made clear to me that life doesn’t always have to be in harmony with order. I learned late in life, what can I do? Looking closely into what I have now, there is much beauty in a little chaotic environment.