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2 things

General Questions

1. Why is it that I can never have enough of a rest day?

2. Why is it that after eating a lot, I still want to eat more?

3. Why is it that after sleeping a lot, I still want to sleep more?

Heehee. I'm kind of enjoying myself. ^_^

Note to self

Never underestimate how tired I might actually be when I get off from work. I don't know why. When I get home, I often intend to just lie down for a few minutes and close my eyes a bit before getting on with TTD after work, but what happens is I end up falling asleep straight away and before I know it, I've slept the night away. Haay. Careful, Cor. Schedule adherence.

t-a-l-k-i-n-g :D

Funny how every day can appear the same, yet different.

Abbey came in while me, Clyde, and Cherry Anne were having lunch. She sent a paper airplane flying in our direction, announcing her arrival. We were immediately fussing over the paper airplane, each wanting a turn at flying it in the air.

And then of course we fell into chatter about things and we sat around in the couches and I lay in the single-seat couch, with my back to one armrest and the backs of my legs draped over the opposing armrest.

We were laughing and teasing Abbey over this guy-friend she had.

Cory: (singsong) Abbey and Jo-osh sitting under a tree...

Clyde: t-a-l-k-i-n-g...


Abbey: That is the lamest pun in the whole world!


We tried again...

Cory and Clyde: Abbey and Josh sitting under a tree, s-i-t-t-i-n-g...


Abbey: That's even lamer than the lamest pun...



consists of small realities that make all the difference.


One day, inside the house...

Clyde: (making an observation to me) You're not talking about TL anymore.

Cory: (beginning to talk) Well...he passed by me today...

Clyde: (wryly) I'm sorry I asked.

Cory: (half-laughing) Well! I tried to spare you but you were asking for it! Anyway, so there was TL today, and he passed me by...(blah, blah, blah...)

And with that, Clyde had just automatically wasted a minute of her life listening to my nonsense. Hehe. So don't let me give you the same grief. I'll spare you the useless details.

To make sense of what I mentioned at the beginning of this blogpost, it's just that I had been having a bad week at work, and the simple friendly conversation restored my sense of balance and equanimity.

Talked with Lala also this week. Yay.

Sat around the house and kidded around with Abbey and Clyde et al... Yay.

Spoke with Kuya Nikki also after a long time. Yay.


And in a mere snap of the…

kamiseta and skechers

My most urgent problem tonight is what to wear to work. It's a Tuesday and that means business casual but the thing is, I haven't done any of my laundry or had it done. I wondered what I had among my clothes that I could possibly wear tonight now that I'd run out of available clothing items.

All that was left were a few loose and ill-fitting blouses and slacks and oh yeah, there's always that pink strapless dress I got from kamiseta that I had fallen in love with when I had seen it for the first time. I remember that day, having been so happy when the saleslady folded the dress and put it in a paper bag and gave it to me. And I also remember having felt so morose and bashful when I promptly lost the paper bag and had to retrace my steps to Mercury Drug where I had accidentally left it.

Fine. I got nothing else to wear. I decided to retrieve and try the dress.

"Mukha kang maliligo," Anj said, when she saw me in it. "Mapagsasabihan ka ni Clyde jan."



Clyde and the Cobwebs

The lower ground level of bellecroft has a living room and an adjacent dining area. Running alongside it is a narrow patio with a screen ceiling. It is separated from the rest of the room by wooden folding doors. Clyde and I were in the living room area one day and she gestured towards the rear end of the patio.

Clyde: There are so many cobwebs there. (Clyde should know. She exercises in that corner.)

I tipped sideways to see.

Cory: (seeing the silver cobwebs adorning the walls and ceiling) Oh yeah...

Clyde: I don't wanna clean them up because the spiders took so long to put them up. (nasasayangan siya sa effort)

Cory: Oh, Clyde, kamon! (protesting her logic, or her sentiment rather) Then if our living room were filled with cobwebs, you wouldn't have it cleaned! (Actually, I just had the sinister motive of encouraging her to be the one to clean up the cobwebs.)

Clyde: Hahahahaha!

Hihihihihi. Lol. :D

Clyde and her cobwebs. She was like that with plants as well. An…


Abbey was interviewing bellecroft girls for her Psych 101 class. Her topic was, "what is the process of falling in love?" She interviewed Clyde.

Abbey: Would you like to sit down? Take a seat.

Clyde sits down.

Abbey: This is gonna be recorded for future references.

Clyde: Ok.

Abbey: How old are you?

Clyde: (violent reaction) Che!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(laughter from everyone in the room)

Abbey: Oh no, I'm so scared...It was just the first question...


Abbey: Describe the process of falling in love.

Clyde: First, there is physical attraction. (then says dreamily) And then you fall in love....


And I want to go to sleep now. I just wanted to record the "Che" part. Lol.

the voice that launched a thousand ships

Better title: The Voice That Launched Me To Outer Space

We were on the production floor for Transition Phase 2 and our transition coach was discussing a customer issue point by point.

At this time, I had judged that I was already out of my fleeting crush on TL.

We might have been seated near his station at this time. A transition coach by the name of Tong was standing behind my swivel chair while I sat on it, diligently jotting down notes on the topic.

And like a rainbow-colored hot air balloon on a day you weren't expecting to see one, I heard his voice float to my ears unexpectedly much like smoke unfurling its tentacles to reach you.

He was calling to the transition coach behind me. He said, "Tong, since you're just standing there..."

I got lost at the sound of his voice. Smooth and intelligent and something else. My brain malfunctioned. I forgot to think. I was hurtled to outer space in a heartbeat. When I crashed back to earth, I became aware that it was another tim…

hey TL

I seen it all
So I thought
But I never seen
nobody shine the way you do.


- line from a song


saw you in my dreams last night. right after the murder and chase scene! Hehe!

glad it happened. thought it was never gonna happen. hihi! $^_^$


Stalked him today. word: Gotcha!

*dancing around in my room*

sad face

JM said to me today, "Anjan ba si TL?"

I shook my head. "Wala eh."

"Baka off niya. Sad ka?" he asked.

I replied, "Oo..." (sad face)

JM - "Sipain kita jan eh.."

Hihihi. $^_^$

the last tallies

Mamimiss ko rin to.

We won't be having classroom training anymore.


Makulit si JM.

We would be in classroom and...

JM: Cory Bells! *whack! on the arm*

and then...

JM: Cory Bells! *whack! on the arm*


JM: (silencio...) *whack!*


JM: (silence...) *pinch on the arm*
Cory: Ow!


I think I'm closest to JM and Zeph actually. Mamimiss ko rin ang kakulitan sa classroom.


Maybe this is the last few tallies for going out of the classroom. ^_^


I arrived at work a few minutes earlier than usual. I headed directly to the training room and began logging into the pc. JM arrived and took his seat beside mine.

JM: (noticing I arrived earlier than him) I think this is the first time...

Cory: (moving away from the pc) Haha. (I whacked him on his back.)

JM: Are you going out again, Cory? (He was calling out as I began heading for the door. Salbahes to si JM...hehe.)

Cory: (responding) Heh!


In another time, I had just got back to the training room from going out. It had already b…

Transition Talk: the MDAS obstacle course

I don't know if I have told you but the transition phase of training is ending and we're being handed off to our respective TLs now. I already have on my schedule for tomorrow my very first team meeting. :)

But while I had been on the transition phase of training, my wave and I included, of course, had transition talks. They're being conducted by transition coaches and occasionally, by Transition TLs. (This is the part where you know you're being led to the moment of mention of TL Jorge. Hehe. And by the way, the transition coaches form a team under a Transition TL. Therefore, TL Jorge handles a team of transition coaches, not agents.)

Now the transition phase consists of 3 parts: Transition Phase 1, Transition Phase 2, and last, but not the least, Transition Phase 3.

And the page in the story that I am writing about now is Transition Phase 2. We had a transition talk during this phase. Guess who was the TL who handled it. Ta-dah! It was the TL I encountered during first …

the perpendicular incident

Because I have a crush, I'm going to be pretty much wrapped up in him for a while and since this is my blog, I'm gonna fill it with talk about him for as long as I'm infatuated.

Wow. TL Jorge was very gwapo today. It's true.

I mentioned this crush to Abbey one afternoon and she asked me, "Is he cute?" "Well, to me, he is," I answered uncertainly. But now, if someone were to ask me, "Is he cute?" I would answer, "My God, he's gwapo!!!" Hehehe.

It's just that I have usually crushed on guys whose attractiveness are less readily evident so I wasn't sure if others would also see what I see. But then I found out that a lot of girls really find TL Jorge handsome; that a lot of girls also crush on him. That's when I realized, "Whew. What a relief. My taste really isn't all that bad after all. He IS attractive." Hooray for that revelation!!! Hehe! :D

He was wearing a blue-gray T-shirt today and a black, tuxedo-li…

kulang lang ng iterax

Because I spoke of TL Rome, I'm going to expend several words and letters to swoon over TL Jorge. (cue ear-piercing scream here because his name was mentioned).

Everytime we mention his name, it HAS to be followed by an ear-splitting scream. The kind that could break glasses, including the kind we put over our eyes. (Hysterically kilig laughter insert here).

I saw him today. Homaygad, I saw him today. For lack of anything more interesting or eventful to say, let me just fill in the spaces by telling you what he wore. Blue shirt. Short-sleeved. Black slacks. Closed shoes. Glasses. Himself. He wore himself. He stood a few feet away. He spoke with his incredible voice that makes me feel like there's something good passing in sound waves between my ears.

I looked. I stared. I sat higher in my chair. Literally. 'Cause I made the swivel chair rise higher. (But not actually to get a better view of him, sorry. Hehe. Wouldn't want to mislead.)

I don't actually have anything to…

TL Rome (incorrect spelling)

Whoever said that nice guys finish last forgot to mention that they also finish a winner. Earlier today, a seemingly simple event happened and I bet none of the two other participants of the event imagined that such a simple occurrence could give way to a blogpost. They had not had a clue about me. (Secret chuckle as in “hihihi”).

TL Rome, who might actually be the more approachable of the Transition TLs (there are only two of them; the other is TL Jorge), was lending a helping hand to a friend of mine regarding a concern she had with a customer.

TL Rome strode over to her station and when he had taken matters into his own hands, it turned out to be simpler than it looked. A fact that later made my friend extremely bashful. (More secret chuckles as in “hihihihihihi”). While he was bending over the computer to work on the problem, my friend said, “Sorry, TL. Didn’t mean to be disturbing.” “No problem,” he replied. “That’s what we are here for.”

It was so nice to see. I was gratified ju…


Transition Phase 1 was also notable for one other incident. This was the first time I encountered TL (cue kilig scream here).

I was working on a call and was being helped out by one TL on the concern being presented. It was a rather tricky one and in the process, the TL who was helping me called this other TL to solicit his advice on what to do on the matter. The other TL was sitting nearby, near the back of my station. Guess who that other TL was? Aaaaayy!!!! (Hehehe. That was what a kilig scream sounds like. ^_^) By the way, how do you express kilig while preserving your pride and dignity?? Hehe. It was TL Jorge, though I hadn't known who he was at this time.

I explained the situation to him. In reply, he thought for a moment and then he said, that famous line that I will never forget (okay, ladies and gentlemen, drumroll), "Nosebleed..." Hehehe.

In an aside, he was advising me then to just enjoy taking calls. "Enjoy ka lang," he said while going on and on abou…

Transition Phase 1

Because training is ending, and we're being handed off to our respective Team Leaders, I'd like to take this opportunity to remember the training period.

Transition Phase 1

This was the first time we were to take calls. Would you believe, I did not even have a single mock call before this was to take place.

For the first day, we were buddied up so that we could help each other ease into the phone-taking experience, and who would my buddy be but JM. This was obligatory. I had no choice and no say in the matter. Hehe. Chos!

First Day of Transition Phase 1

I was, strictly speaking, not late for the shift that day though I was for the pre-briefing that happens before the shift. This being the first day and our first time to take calls, the experience was very harrowing and loaded with nerves. At the proper time, I was at JM's station and call-taking was to begin in a few minutes when I felt my infamous need to go out of the training area and off to the restroom, the butt of jokes …

nonsense today

TL. Tee-El. T-eL. Teh-Ehl. TL.

Will I be seeing you tonight, TL?

When I get there, I don't intend to be making goo-goo eyes at you tonight. Because I already feel ridiculous doing so and anyway, I think I'm already C. I. T. A. Hehe.

And nobody wants to hear about my sighs and ramblings with regard to Tee-El.

I'm gonna sleep already. TL. Tee-El. T-eL. Haay.


I hope I see you in my dreams tonight.


Forever 21

There's a first time for every one girl. Sure it's tough but we'll get through it somehow. Don't worry. This is your moment. Set your spirit free.

When I was in college, I hadn't been living in bellecroft then but this boardmate I had back then (who, by the way, went on to continue post-grad studies in Cornell University) would hear this song that was current that time (2002). And she said that it reminded her of me.

It was because she saw how enraptured I sometimes was with college life and the college experience.

I got enraptured today. There are times when you go to the mall and it beckons to you in all its glory...all those glorious shops shining in white light. You'd think it was heaven.

I squeezed into my sked making it to one shop. It was Forever 21. I was sort of in a hurry and it was funny because as I was choosing some tops, the salesgirl was assisting me, and we both got excited over the blouses. Heehee.

I like my bought stuff. Clyde can borrow it any…

The rainstorm that night

I was standing on a street curb one evening and it was dark, with only orange light from lampposts for illumination. The sky was a big, dark empty basin and hanging there was God’s fingernail – the thin, white arc of the crescent moon that night. I observed as lightning happened against the dark of the mysterious and deep nightsky, making illuminations in short, thrilling bursts, and I smiled to myself, remembering Kuya Nikki and how I had likened him once to a rainstorm. And I stood there, watching the lightning strikes, and it occurred to me that that’s like Kuya Nikki. He’s better than fireworks.

I hope he knows he’s better than fireworks. :)
Let me catch up with some posts I had been meaning to write. :)
Dear blog,

I remember a time I had thought of naming you Angel. That's not working for me. Seems as though the impersonal moniker "blog" does just fine. So "blog" it is.

I talked with Kuya Nikki today. And he asked me about my feelings with regard to Someone-I-Used-To-Know, and he told me gently to move on when it's past time to move on (paraphrasing here).

Things with regard to Someone-I-Used-To-Know were a bit painful and recalling them left me with a little heaviness in my heart so I'm trying to dispel here the sad emotions that came back to me. (Just in case Kuya might feel a little guilty, let me preempt a comment of that sort by saying that it's nothing to do with what you brought up. It's not your fault. It's...wala lang..^_^).

This not being a good morning, I decided to try writing things out.

There are lots of things I need to write but I haven't been writing them out. Sheesh. I ought to make time for this as well. It's therapeu…
was gonna post something...but right now, all I feel is tired. need to sleep.