Epic Fail

One more day, and Christmas is finally here; but mind if I ask why people are so excited about Christmas when there is nothing to be excited about?

I am not being offensive, I am not being rude; It's just that, I am not totally excited about the whole Christmas-y thing. No offense Baby Jesus, but really, with everything that is going on around us and the ongoing crisis still raging, I don't think throwing a Christmas party would alleviate everyone's stresses about the whole fiasco of poverty and the likes. 

Anyways, I am not here to post about NOT being excited about Christmas. I am here to post some of the EPIC FAILS that I have done for the past few weeks that I have been gone that somehow made me laugh and think things over in a more serious way of which I can't believe myself that I ever did them.

1. Not being myself. I was forced to become someone else and that is becoming OUR VERY OWN HOUSE HELP. I know there are certain personal obligations that we must fulfill, given that we are still under the roof of our 'rents protections. But overdoing it and going overboard somehow makes me look down on myself and somewhat give up the fight that I have been fighting for all this time and that is gaining my freedom. I don't know if there is anything I can do with it but by the looks of it, I know my time is coming soon--my time to be set free, that is--and I know I would have to face reality (but never back-out of course) and embrace the heartaches and sorrows that the world has to offer.

But of course, I would not allow those "heartaches and sorrows" devour me at some point because I still have a lot of things to do in my life and I want to do them all and experience them first hand. 

2. I somehow made a promise that I would complete the entire 9 Mornings or Simbang Gabi (Misa De Gallo) but I failed. I wasn't able to attend 3 (three) meetings and it sucks. Nevertheless, I was not going to church for the wish. I just want to complete the whole 9 Mornings--which I failed to do and would have to wait until next year to pay back. Ungh! What a disappointment. 

Today is the last day and I am going to make it--I swear!

3. I failed to pass the final interview of the Convergyz job fair. Yep! I flunked the final interview portion. I stuttered and went A-Mock and my answers were getting crazy, one after the other. But, I don't regret anything because I have failed to pass the interview. I was somehow happy that I have made it that far. It's not everyday that you go and expose yourself to job fairs like that; and it's not everyday that you have to go out and hunt for jobs.

It's also one of the ways that God tells us that we can't have everything that we want; but I clearly don't understand why up until now, I still don't have a partner. I don't believe that I have a calling to become a priest because I am the least person that anyone can expect to surrender myself in to the men of the calling and be one of them. The thought of them makes me shriek--and laugh at the thought of myself being a priest and spreading the word of God. It's not that I don't have respect for them or anything; its just that, I can't imagine myself wearing a priest costume and standing in front of a large crowd on Sundays and preaching the word of God. Like that is going to happen! haha.