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Ever since, I've been telling my officemates, friends and my family of my plans in life. That: I couldn't see myself retiring in the same office where I've been working for almost 6 years; I need to find the real happiness and the missing part of my life. Then, one foggy night, i saw myself walking in the capitol ground with tiny raindrops that falls upon my face. The place that I stride roaming around was so peaceful and at its utmost serine life. In short, no busy jammers crowding. What I see are simply the foggy streetlights guiding my gait towards the comfort of my refuge. The misty chill and the night breeze helped me ponder on the things that happened in my journey towards life and met REA. Yah....REA! (REAlization): to makes our dreams come true relies on our sacrifices...(job, events, opportunities, people "love ones"). I thought about it a thousand times before I figured out that life is an odyssey, a long wandering and complicated journey full of trials and adventures as long as we keep moving and pushing ourselves forward beneath the constellation of will, virtue, and work, an oasis of milestone will spring out from the dessert of catastrophe (singgit sa tinta).
May 17, 2012 my flight to BKK. (for GOOD)
Going out from our country is not that easy especially if it's your first time, you'll be questioned by the bureau of emigration *wherein with my first out of the country trip I was offloaded. Eventually, it really happens to Paul, my friend who came along with me with this journey. But, this time we made it for a reason that Paul only seen and ride his carabao and then he wanted to experience how it feels like riding an elephant--funny isn't it? But, that's the only reason I can think of for a panicked-friend undergone a Q and A portion with the emigration officer.
It was then in the middle of the night when the cebu pacific airways landed SUVARNABHUMI airport, BKK Thailand. Aside from "Mr. John" Jonathan Batchochay, King Jehu was the first pinoy who surprisingly met us at the airport. Staying in MY HOTEL with paul for a couple of days while enjoying our package tour with the agency. Going to MBK and then shopping at the Bayoke tower and platunam. Then took a taxi to monchit "the bus station" and look for the bus #29 going to the province where I am now spending some time with friends and of course earning for living. It took about 5 hours from BKK. Woahhh! Too far really, but no choice, we need to take hold of it and meet Batchochay. We arrived half an hour earlier than expected. Riding in a bus with free massage, snacks, facial wives and comfort room on it was incredible. However, on our first exposure in the province was wearisome like if you are going to compare, Quezon is better than here, anybody could really say I'm going back to bukidnon. "Where am I? what the heal am I doin in this place? That was, half past six when John fetch us from the said bus station. We never thought that there are also pinoy's who are waiting for us and who happened to be my circle of friends nowadays. They're cool. Mostly couples and some of them are still looking for their soul mate not to mentioned John and Paul who's been online always in PR to look for their fafang. First place to go with the other Filipinos whose been working here for quite sometimes (Ace and Joan, Maynard, Mark and Donald, King and Renheart, Jonathan, Paul and me) was at the Night Bazaar "Tanan Tundon or Talaht" where we had our dinner - eating those green leafy vegetables of which we usually weed that in phil. (makahiya, sangig, mint leaf etc.). The following day, another get together with the same filipino faces but now with additional 3 ( Joan and Allan, Ralph) and then meeting AMMARA who tends to be the Mother of Foreign Service "foreigner - falang". In her, we rented the motorbike and on her apartment we stayed. That same day Paul was interviewed and got hired at Khutom Wittaya School and was told to start the next day. It was Monday Morning where I and Batchchay "Athan, Mr. John or Pato" went to the city Hall to apply for a job. I was interviewed then and was told to meet their Mayor first before they hired me. Unfortunately, weeks had past already and still haven't started my job yet. I feel soooooo bored and feel pity on myself. A mixed of emotions since am running out of money and need to pay the rental expenses. Every day, every time they left- the 3 of them (John, Paul and Maynard) I feel so lonely and even sour grape because I have not mine to go with. So unlucky but I never get tired of waiting for the call of either of the school that I have been applying for. I know GOD is with me always and I should have to think positively that somehow "SHot japon ko sa banga" Bayots term when all is well or you have something that you want and then you got it! Really hard to think of it that its been a week now that they've leave me alone and going to their respective schools and me in my room. I have nowhere to go either.
Now I know how it feels to be like a stranger in once place. It is really hard. What does make it harder was to communicate with them knowing that we are using different language. They don't really understand english how much more to speak - seldom you can find - you can even count on your fingers. Therefore, body language is the best tools in here.
June 5, 2012 was my first day of work after weeks of world-weariness.
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