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Cheesy, ain’t it mate? (–,.) Well, this is how it gets when you’re just hours away from marriage. Far from the cynical facade that keeps me “safe” nowadays, this is the real Gracie finally standing up. A round of applause please. Thank you. Thank you. Bow. ~More on what’s in store…soon. A friend once told me, “when you want something bad enough, all you have to do is will it.” Do you agree? I do. Being the intuitive person that I claim to be, it’s no surprise that I’d find ways to connect my “strong intuition” of stuff that could happen/things to come to my will. And often, it’s also connected to my dreams. You see, when I will something so much that it takes centerstage in my dreams, then there’s no arguing how bad I want it. Just last night, I dreamt that my Mom gave Mark and I around 11K because a certain Aunt paid her and for some reason, she shared the cash. Then, tonight(in reality) my Mom called Mark and I (but it was only me who answered since lublub had to download some stuff) and explained to me that we can expect some cash from my college plan. It seems that we get the amount we paid in the first place (I think around 23 years ago) 11 years after my college graduation. BUT if we decide to get it now (5 years after my grad), we get only half of the amount. Mom decided to claim our check now, since we’re unsure what the insurance industry and Prudential would be in 2014. Yeah, “sayang” the whole amount but I’m satisfied with what we’re supposed to get because, well, college plans are not that cheap, right? And we really need a big push with finances, what with the shaky world economy and the what ifs…I’m not saying how much is how much, but if you ask me personally, maybe… ~ Just a couple of on the sides aka updates on my life… - I’m now working as assistant manager, internal communications in Pioneer Insurance. AT LONG LAST, my OrCom degree is put to the test. Not that working as magazine editor, customer service agent/trainer, and content writer/editor didn’t use any OrCom skills. But OrCom just fits Internal Communication to a tee! - I’m helping with DIWA’s volleyball team for the 2008 FAVCI sportsfest on November 8 and 15. Planning to donate cash to the team for their uniform, too. Of course they’ll give me my own uniform as part of the coaching staff. Hehehe. Might also help out the pep squad, since a good friend will again be their choreographer, leader (Armelicious!). So on both Saturdays, I’ll be at Batangas. - Excited about the overnight this Saturday at Gewawds’ (Cavite). Oh, and the diamond peel and nutracel combos that Mark and I are availing of on the same day…dum-di-dum First of, CONGRATULATIONS to the Ateneo Blue Eagles. 1 down, 1 to go. d;b On to the topic…I never knew proctoring could be so challenging. Never even gave a second to thinking about proctors. But I wore an invigilator’s shoes last Friday and Saturday, and NOW I know it ain’t easy. Ateneo GSB picked me as a part of the invigilating team for MLS, an international examination. Don’t ask me for details about the exam per se as I totally have no idea ’bout it. Got a call from Ateneo, checked my sched, filed the necessary leave forms (for Friday), and said OK. The first exam day, I was matched with another first-timer. Imagine our ’shock’ at what we were going to do. Luckily, the invigilator’s handbook (photocopy actually) came in handy. Two sessions and we didn’t have any major issue. Second exam day was a breeze. Three sessions from 1PM to 9PM. My partner was an experienced proctor, so she took the lead twice. I really liked the way she handled everything, so I’m following her lead for my last invigilating on Wednesday. So what’s the challenging part? There were a few. One, the night sched had me thinking of ways to keep myself up and awake. Coffee didn’t kick in. I resorted to stretching my carpals, counting the number of tables–used and unused–inside the exam room, sharpening pencils as quietly as possible, counting my palm lines, saying the ABC but doing it by naming a friend (for instance, A-ileen, B-oyet, C-ha, D-en, E-ric…), and making a mental list of stuff that I had to do. Another was during the first day, when my rulings were countered by my co-invigilator. I gave her the last say ’cause she was older than me and she said those stuff were what she was informed to say, do, etc. I wonder how HER second day went when my partner last Saturday is her partner now. Dum-di-dum… Plus, there were examinees who thought less of you and would find more joy in faultfinding than actually passing the exam. Tsk…tsk… 3 X 3 X 3 Now that I know what it’s like on the other side, I’m saying kudos and hats off to the invigilators/proctors in the whole wide world!!! ps- Thankfully, the effort is appreciated, pay is okay, and there’s food! How appropriate this song is… Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight It’s 2 am - I’m drunk again it’s heavy on my mind I could never love again so much as I love you Where you end where I begin is like a river going through Take my eyes take my heart I need them no more If never again they fall upon the one I so adore Excuse me please one more drink Could you make it strong cause I don’t need to think She broke my heart my Grace is gone One more drink and I’ll move on One drink to remember then another to forget How could I ever dream to find sweet love like you again One drink to remember and another to forget Excuse me please one more drink Could you make it strong cause I don’t need to think She broke my heart my Grace is gone One more drink and I’ll move on One more drink and I’ll be gone You think of things impossible and the sun refuses to shine I woke with you beside me your cold hand lay in mine Excuse me please one more drink Could you make it strong cause I don’t need to think She broke my heart my Grace is gone One more drink and I’ll go Excuse me please one more drink Could you make it strong cause I don’t need to think She broke my heart my Grace is gone One more drink and I’ll move on One more drink and I’ll be gone One more drink my Grace is gone |
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