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you know how people say that august 8, 2008 is a lucky day? well i say they’re nuts!
i woke up this morning because of a scene in a bad dream that i just had to get out of. i don’t actually remember how it was. i just remember that it was a bad dream and a bad start of a day at that.
and because it was too early (according to my biological clock which happened to strictly follow "the" Filipino time), i decided to bum around for a bit. i listened to an audio file while browsing a magazine (which was a very bad idea to begin with!). i ate breakfast, took a bath, got prepped and dressed. i went out of the house in time but unluckily got on a bus to manila around 7am.
let’s just cut the story short. i was LATE! i was late again! august has just begun and i have been late thrice already! blame the bus for leaving the terminal so late! blame the traffic! blame the LRT for staying at each station a little longer than usual! blame everything else! i hate to say this but i am responsible for what happened. i mean i know how the traffic situation is in manila but still i didn’t leave the house earlier than usual.
i decided not to be hard on myself about being late. instead i said, "next time, i’ll do it differently." well i hope so!
another bad experience i had was when i was doing the culture for today’s specimens. well, my hands were a little shaky and i just can’t work properly. i just sucked it up and tried to be as professional as humanly possible. it kind of worked but it was quite hard considering that my left hand did hurt a bit.
anyway, i wanted the day to be over already. well… clearly it wasn’t over for me. there was a news this afternoon that a patient who was supposed to do a repeat collection of specimen was not given instructions for the repeat collection. i was dearly praying to God hoping that i was not involved in this whole fuss but then guess who the receptionist was at that time! yeah yeah… it was me. so i was responsible for this whole mistake. it was my responsibility to get the patient’s folder and attach a note to it or something. but i didn’t do it! and i just can’t figure out why! oh why! it was such a terrible mistake to commit! i mean we are talking time here. it’s not as if i could pay them for their lost time! i feel so horrible i want
to vomit. i know i am in deep sh*t. i just really pray that it wouldn’t be so big of a deal. (as in "YOU’RE FIRED!"-kind of a deal! oh no! hala!)
that whole incident sparked a thought. am i ready to get fired? i mean, would it be okay if i would get fired today? if i were to answer that question, i’d say no. i am not ready to get fired. i am not ready to hear those very words. and i am not ready to say "i quit!" either.
the work i have so far could most probably be the best offer a medical technologist could have (at least here in the Philippines). the schedule is great. you get to work five days a week and have the weekend off. the task is lighter than usual. i mean, there are days when the lab is quite chaotic but i would much rather work in a clinic than in a hospital. we even get the privilege to enjoy the holidays unlike in hospitals (where there are literally no holidays.) the people i work with now are great too. the pay is higher than usual. i mean what more could i even ask for?
why do people go to work anyway? to earn more money or to practice what they have learned in college? why do we need money anyway? to buy a big house, a nice car, stylish clothes? argh! i guess i am sleepy to even talk about this. it’s sooo tiring to just think that this is all life is for me right now. i mean, just to be honest, i wake up in the morning, do my routine, go to work, go home, sleep and do the same effin’ routine the following morning. i mean that’s it! please please please! somebody tell me… there’s got to be more to life than just this!
the horrible day has come to an end. it’s effects on the future still lie ahead. this too shall pass, my conscience pleads. this too shall pass. and i hope soon enough.
with all that said, i’m going to end this supposed rant post with a list of lessons i have learned. first, buy an alarm clock! wake up early and make time to fix the bed in the morning. second, be responsible for the mistakes you have committed. third, work with passion, diligence and integrity! please please please work as if you love what you are doing! take time to check the little details of your work. fourth, keep in mind that whatever happens… as long as God is with you… you are going to be alright. lastly, live to tell. live and tell.
thank God for three things… a cute stranger, a good friend and a heavenly cup of java chip frappuccino! it simply drives bad spirits away! he he he! i know in my heart that i am not completely fine. i mean the issues have not been settled yet. but then i would much like to cling to that hope of tomorrow. and that maybe i will wake up on that day to live with "everything’s gonna be alright." and so life goes on…
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thank you God. i am still alive. i really really do pray that this fuss will be over soon. have mercy please!
thank you thank you ate she. for unknowingly being my guide in life in general. for being so generous in giving advice. for being you.
thank you God for Starbucks.
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