I was holding on to the last few minutes like a piece of straw. And the straw turned out to be one helluva strong cord such that I clocked out of the office 3.5 hours after my resignation.
I did not intend to jump from one ship to another, but circumstances…well, I would like to convince myself everyone myself that the steering wheel is beyond my locus (sorry, cognitive psych!) and that hitting N jobs in two years is not 100% of my own willing. I left not because I found the work hard (ARFs!) but because I had to choose. Mas malakas ang tawag ng isa. Who knows, though, I may find myself ♫♪ coming back to youuuuu.♫♪
To my few GTfriends, I will deeply miss you.
data GTfriends; set GTofficemates; if group=’DA’ then cool_tag=’Y’; else cool_tag=’Keri’; where client_BI_tag ne ‘Client’; run;
DUDE Sessions
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Sa kwarto sa isang aparment sa liblib na lugar sa Teachers Village:
Sabi ni Dude, “Buti pa ikaw wala kang bisyo.”
Napatingin ako sa bote ng San Mig Light niya sa tabi ng higaan niya. Nakaupo siya sa kama niya habang tinitingnan akong nagbabasa ng readings ko para sa pagsusulit ko kinabukasan.
Nasabi ko sa kanya, “Buti nga ikaw e, nafifeel mo pang dependent ka pa sa isang bagay,” napatigil ako, “At least, nararamdaman mong tao ka pa rin.”






