The previous blog was posted in 18 February 2006 at Yzzy Mallari's blogs, unfortunately, i forgot my password so i am re posting it here at my new blogs.
--Yzzy Mallari
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Wala lang
I just wanted to say that I am very bored here in Canada. I wanted to come home to my beloved country the Philippines. I have no one here…..i can’t talk to someone about my feeling of loneliness and emptiness. Yeah I have my sister here but she’s too occupied with petty problems. She has changed. Has Canada changed her? she used to be so cool but now I can feel that there is a wall between us. We are not fighting but sometimes we don’t talk to each other, just because we don’t have anything to discuss about.
Maybe it’s because I am still jobless in spite of me here in Canada for three months and a half now. Job really eludes me, I was supposed to have a job last Friday but I baby sat my niece, went out so she could have fun……an employer called wasn’t able to check on the telephone answering machine (which I have no idea what the password of that machine is!!!) . The time I called the employer, position was already filled up…….i wanted to cry but being the eldest among the brood of 8 girls (I have one elder brother) I didn’t and said it was okay…there are still better jobs for me.
Yeah! That was me....... the optimistic person, always composed, always in control of the situation, but deep inside I am just like a lost kitten waiting to love and beloved. I am now starting to cry…..i can’t let them see me weep and vulnerable. I am strong!!!! I have to stop writing now!!!!
Maybe it’s because I am still jobless in spite of me here in Canada for three months and a half now. Job really eludes me, I was supposed to have a job last Friday but I baby sat my niece, went out so she could have fun……an employer called wasn’t able to check on the telephone answering machine (which I have no idea what the password of that machine is!!!) . The time I called the employer, position was already filled up…….i wanted to cry but being the eldest among the brood of 8 girls (I have one elder brother) I didn’t and said it was okay…there are still better jobs for me.
Yeah! That was me....... the optimistic person, always composed, always in control of the situation, but deep inside I am just like a lost kitten waiting to love and beloved. I am now starting to cry…..i can’t let them see me weep and vulnerable. I am strong!!!! I have to stop writing now!!!!
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