Hopefully the resume face lift thing will work.

Happy holidays! A bit late, but oh well. I’ve been busy with Christmas and family matters, and of course, being unemployed. I am getting sick of explaining myself to relatives (same old yeah-I’m-still-jobless-no-vacancies-in-the-hospitals-yeah-I-know-it’s-so-hard-to-find-a-job-here-yeah-there-are-more-opportunities-abroad-but answer). January has to be better. Honestly, it’s becoming embarrassing whenever someone asks.

And with that thought in mind, I am giving my resume a face lift. I found this article at lifeclever.
Give your résumé a face lift

It might help, it might not, but I thought I’d share it to anyone reading this who might have the same problem as I do.

Oh and more about accidents- I managed to scald my big toe (the right one).

I’ve also had a few revelations about life and love and family and perseverance and myself, like only the holidays can give to you. I guess I will talk about that another day. Happy holidays again, and a good new year for everyone.

On getting run over by a wheelchair (and four other random things)

1.  I got my left foot run over by a wheelchair.  It hurt.  Bad.  It got me singing Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer for the entire trip home.

what I was wearing when I got run over

I was in the elevator admiring a lovely violet orchid that a woman was carrying when a man pushing an older man in a wheelchair entered, swiftly running over my foot in the process.  The sad thing is that the guy didn’t notice, and neither did the man in the wheelchair.

It hurt so much I wanted to scream, but I kept quiet because I was thankful that I could walk and that I didn’t have to sit in a wheelchair with a helper to push you around, and occasionally, apologize to people because that helper is a careless idiot.  And I really didn’t want the man in the wheelchair to have to apologize to me because of something that was his helper’s fault.

So the three of us (plus my mom) ended up admiring the lovely violet orchid (in pain) that the woman was carrying until we reached the ground floor.

2.  I finished making an emergency coloring book for Timmy, whose birthday was on December 20.  A little late, but I’m giving it to her with this cute crayon pen (it’s 8 colors in one fat pen, like those multicolor pens except that it’s crayons instead of ink).

3.  I am now my family’s official gift wrapping slave.

my own version of the furoshiki wine bottle wrap

these two are best friends

octagon shaped biscuit can

used this tutorial

This tutorial, I mean.

I realized I love wrapping.  I tried being creative with each gift while conserving gift wrapping paper.  The cat and rabbit ears and the flower on the octagon can were made out of excess paper that would otherwise be thrown away.  If I had the money I’d use furoshiki on everything!

4.  There was a sale on Converse shoes at the Megatrade Hall in Megamall on Sunday and I missed it! 

5.  I cannot get over the whole Bush gets shoes thrown at him by an Iraqi reporter.

Bush and his mad matrix shoe-dodging skillz

You can check out some more funny bush-shoe gifs at BoingBoing

Also, I am planning to participate in this photo project, Thank You for Throwing Your Shoe.

Tying Shoelaces

Around 6:30PM today in the PUP campus, at age 21, I get my shoelaces tied by someone else in front of all the students going home, like I was some bratty little kid (and some of those students might have thought I was too).  I’ve never been particularly good with tying shoelaces.  They start unraveling with every step I take and I’m constantly re-tying them.  I only know of one way of tying shoelaces, and that’s the one where you make two bunny ears and knot them together.  I don’t know how to do it with one loop because I never understood where the unlooped end was supposed to go.

the pair i was wearing

And so here is the story:   as we were leaving the campus, my friend stopped to tie his shoelaces.  I noticed mine needed some tying too, and I jokingly told him to tie them for me since he was already bent down anyway.  He proceeded to do so with an “okay, sure” and wouldn’t stop even if I told him I was only kidding.  I couldn’t bend down to stop him because I was afraid of hitting his head.  Having to stand there waiting for him to finish tying one foot was embarrassing, with a lot of people passing by and looking.  Guess the joke was on me haha.  Just to make it funnier though, I was thinking of tying my left shoe while he was tying the right one.

This happened after we “finished” helping with the stage props for the forum.  Now I am beat.  One last photo below.  Good night.

our work area

Waiting for the rain to stop.

a quick sketch on the DS wherein I make my feet look edematous

It’s 7:30AM and raining hard.  Last night I was wishing the weather would be a bit cold today, and I love rain, but I am regretting that now because the rain doesn’t seem like it will stop soon.  As much as I want to stay home sitting barefoot in front of my laptop,  I’m getting impatient waiting.  I have to go to PUP to help my friend Ela work on a stage design for a forum named I am Ninoy (which I’m guessing is dedicated to our country’s hero, Ninoy Aquino).  I haven’t seen the concept yet but I’m excited to see the results later.  Also, we get to attend the forum for free.  Going with full rain gear.

People’s Day and I love walking.

white here, gray at the end of the day. bored in my seat.

It’s People’s Day today.  People’s Day is a medical mission that they hold every month at the Heart Center.  I wish I could be a nurse there.  I spent half the day as one of the volunteers.  There weren’t a lot of patients, probably because no one wants to go to the hospital during Christmas season.  Who would want to find out that he might have diabetes just 15 days before Christmas?  You’d want to postpone it until after you’ve finished all the holiday food.  My task is to record their cholesterol results (in which you have to wait three minutes for the machine to read the data from their blood samples), and it gets so tedious that a few times every three minutes, I  keep looking down at everyone’s shoes.

My friend Mia was wearing this beautiful pair of white nursing shoes that don’t make your feet like Ronald Mcdonald’s (which most of the nursing shoes we own do).  Oh and I’ve learned never to wear a pair of shoes full of holes when in a very cold room.

I’ve been walking all day again.  After volunteer work I went to the mall with my friend Bayan.  My feet hurt like hell.  I still love walking though.  I’d walk around forever if I didn’t feel like I would injure myself.  I’d walk all around town and from town to town..