WORK ABROAD: Thailand Job Opportunity

If you are caught in a situation where you are to choose from,

Staying in your HOME country with awaiting permanency on the job, and

Heading to Thailand with possible lots of teaching opportunities

HOW SANE ARE YOU AFTER?

Have I already mentioned I am a professional teacher? If I have, have I also mentioned that it isn't peachy becoming one and securing a permanent job?

I finished school in March 2016. Right after graduation I busted my butt studying again as so called 'review' for the Licensure Exam for Teachers (LET) occuring in September which I happened to immediately pass with a loud sigh of relief. By December, I got my hands on a small card that validates my being a professional educator.

By March 2017, I have been among first-entry applicants of DepEd. I submitted application in the school just across our house since there is one natural vacancy. It went well actually. Though, I must admit, I WOULDN'T WANNA GO THROUGH ALL THAT AGAIN. That was hell on Earth.

I mean, securing pertinent documents alone was painful. Going through demonstrations for a week was another.

But guess what? I survived it all with awesome points to land me in the Registry of Qualified Applicants (RQA).

First-timer here! Ding! Ding!

Yeah, I'm pretty proud of myself too. But that's just another rodeo.

I didn't rank fifth or sixth to line me up for first opportunity however, I did qualify for Localization law to work in effective.

However, my LUCKY STARS aren't aligning well for me.

I had this high hopes already because WHY NOT? The principal just said it would be me.

BUT, here comes somebody trying to transfer. From another school to this school. And boy, they're priority over new applicant. Broken hearted-ME. Perusing over, her application for transfer was months later from the deadline. What's more interesting? The school created a committee for her transfer. 

Administrative violation.

Dirty, not playing fair.

Who am I over a relative? Anyway, I have to clear up that the principal is no longer in the picture here. She has recently retired.

Cutting it short, I made a fuss about it and wrote a complaint about said transfer which earned me stupid points. While they said they would just SWAP us- her transferring, me covering the spot she left, it had left me doubts if they would really hand me that job after the fuss I created.

IF A RECOMMENDATION LETTER is an assurance to a sure spot in there, I don't know what is. Note: it's been a month and 2weeks now.

The catch:

✔️ JOB SECURITY FOREVS WITH 18-21k salary in a month

✔️ Close to home

✔️ Could now help my family financially

Downside:

1. Work up to 10hrs a day, with take home stuffs

2. I would probably get bullied (fuss-related)

On the other hand, I am offered an opportunity in Thailand. However, this may require for me to be there physically. 

Secure a tourist visa, apply for jobs. Undergone interviews.

The catch here: 

✔️ possibility to earn 51k in a month

✔️ work abroad

✔️ be away, and the chance to travel

✔️ 12hrs workload in a week

✔️ free board and lodge over my friend's place and probably food too

✔️ friend's recommendation

✔️ and I'll just teach English

✔️ I REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO

Downsides

1. Gotta secure at least 30k here

2. No assurance of job acceptance (but hey! We are talking about me. I'm pretty competitive, and I aim to please!)

3. Need to decide until summer

WHAT SHOULD I DO? Should I wait it out? Or grab the opportunity that's in my face right now? Would that even be wise?

If there is a genius out there, I need your input!

Confused as hell,

Shemelle

Goodreads Reading Challenge (2017)

It's NOW my fifth year! And look at that, 80 books! And I have two months in the year left. I can probably down 20 more before this year ends. Hopefully. It's gonna be the year from which I read the most!

2013 was my bestest record having read 88 books. 

My weeklong hiatus is almost over and I have tons lined to read loaded in my Kindle.

ACTUALLY, my reading didn't limit me on reading on ppb or in my Kindle. I'm listening to audiobooks, too. 😜😉

So yeah. Are you on GOODREADS? If you aren't, WHY THE HECK NOT? 😊

High in books,

Shemelle

Movie Review: SEVEN SUNDAYS directed by Cathy Garcia-Molina

Two things why I watched this movie:

1. Free

2. Enrique Gil

Need me to elaborate? Sure you do. The second one though doesn't need elaborating. 

I figured SWEARING OFF OF TECHNOLOGY for a week is close to suicide and is as boring as hell.

So I went with my sister to city today to hang and chill, we've decided we'd watch a movie, and bam! Seven Sundays! And she's covering for the ticket and the food (like always) so WIN!

Onto the review~

It's a heart-wrenching story soo timely about a family that is imperfect with baggages yet their issues made it perfectly good. Dude, I cried buckets because I swear it's very relatable.

While I couldn't say much about having a parent working abroad, I have a brother who is so I understood about a fraction of family long-distance relationship.

Ronaldo Valdez (the father), have worked years abroad, while in there, his children found a way to continuously update him on the handful of things going in on them or their family through making a letter, folding them and putting it on a huge biscuit-can so hemd be able to read them when he came back home for vacation. This have gone on for many years until..

Allan (Aga Mulach), the eldest, got his own family with Donita Rose, who's striking as ever as his wife with 4 children, one who is Kyle (of the Voice Kids) whose idol is Tito Brian. As the eldest, the family business- ABC store was handed to him because.. He's got family, he needs it more.

Brian (Dingdong Dantes), found a steady job working stellarly in a company, legal department, and which money isn't a question.

Cha (Christine Reyes), got her own family as well, with 3 children and as Kian Cipriano as her husband who by the way is good with his children but failing miserably as a husband.

Dex (Enrique Gil), got himself in trouble, job-related being an event social advertiser.

With them all being grown-up, father already in the picture because 69 years old. It's his birthday, and each of his family is MIA. Called each. Can't make it. But sure, his doctor could. And he only have 7 weeks of his life as greetings for his birthday.

So there. Informed everyone and bam! Family meeting.

This is the part where a lot has been going on and you'll also feel a lot because they'll give you soo much to feel for.

Siblings together quarrel like real sibs, argue here and there even with the simple things. That's how siblings roll, right? However, their arguments have gone from over-due harbored grudges each one onto the other to the point that they're pissing each other off.

But they have agreed to one thing: convening every Sunday to spend time with their father who's dying.

The sad reality about this is that, we only realize someone is important if that person is soon to leave us and cannot be there whenever we want to see them. We just let them exist, without existing WITH them. It's godsdamn tear-jerking. We all have that Lolo, Lola or old man as a Father or mother we left at home because we're already building our own family that we forgot we ARE THEIR family, too.

The good twist there was that, the initial findings was wrong. Spoiler alert. The choice though NOT to tell everyone that it wasn't cancer, is both understandable and plain wrong.

So yes, I understood why the children had gotten furious, because who wouldn't? Worrying is a bitch.

But I also understand why the father has had to keep it. And in the end, it was all an eye-opener to each one which was good because the ending was satisfying. 

Seven things, though.

1. You shouldn't keep things from your family. They'd always ALWAYS be on your side no matter what.

2. If the family is under duress, you're not suffering alone. Do NOT distance yourself.

3. A good intention DOES NOT make behavior that is intrinsically disordered (in its object) good.

4. Our choices indeed equates what we make of our life. So make good choices!

5. We cannot choose our family, but we can always make something GOOD out of ourselves for our family.

6. Make time for our parents. They may be annoying for most of the time (because nagging and older self), we can only have ONE PAIR OF PARENTS. Lucky, if they're both together still, lotsa people out there have only one to keep.

7. Lastly, LET'S TAKE GOOD CARE OF OURSELVES. Love ourselves soo much that we could avoid to suffer from diseases or sicknesses that would cost our lives in and out of hospitals rather than making awesome memories with the people we oh so love sooo immensely.

We CAN do that, right?

ALL IN ALL, A MUST-WATCH! And I recommend, each of the family to at least watch it if you all can't go together. Very relatable.

PS. Enrique Gil **I'm forevs a fan. Of him and of Liza Soberano. 💛 also, because he look like someone I once loved, or still do. Lol

Best,

Shemelle

Week-long Reading Hiatus

Don't look at me as if this a joke. Believe me, I'm NOT faring fine either. 

So yes, I'm on a week-long reading hiatus after 78 books read for reasons that my eyes is giving me crap and so is my head. By CRAP I mean, i'ts giving me headaches and I believe it's eye-related. Five days ago, I had this feeling that I'm gonna go blind. My eyes hurt like bloody murder, and going outside on broad daylight is blinding me. I couldn't see a thing past 5-10 meters. Of course, I CAN see things but it's a little cloudy, and I have to squint. Also, trying harder to see makes me dizzy that I had to lay down for minutes and I had to grasp at my ointment or whatever that is but it's called Whiteflower to hold on for my dear life.

And so I realized, shockers, HAVE I JUST MADE MYSELF BLIND? Oh come on it's just 78 books, I'm planning to finish a hundred before this year ends. Jees.

On a serious note, I probably have to get these babies checked, but I'm currently broke right now, so IDK.

As of now, I'm still giving it a rest. Laying low on screen times ( TV, Cellphone which is stupidly hard, Kindle and Computer ). I believe they all have participation in ruining my eyes so and it's working. But I really really hope to get better soon, I mean my eyes should be fine after this hiatus. They better be!

Blind and still suffering,

Shemelle

Pre-Anniversary

I'm going to be brave enough to post this sappy shit I've written many years ago somewhere, because for one.. You don't know who is it directed at. two, because I like the reminder, three, bec probably I haven't gotten over and I still like the guy.

If I have one memorable day

saved for replay

that was when I; 

have sat for a long ride on the same bus

have walked the same path

have breathed the same air under the same roof

WITH YOU.

Craning my neck from the plethora of people had never been a tough job

having a glimpse of you for a reward,

seemed bagging the Novel Prize.

September 17th, last year.. 

I was swept off of the same amorous feeling.

Eleven months after..

..and I'm stir-inLove just the same.

I would and you won't

Apparently the guy hadn't bagged the Boyfriend-of-the-Year award.

I would care and you won't. 

I would talk to you, and you won't. 

I would ask you, and you wouldn't want to be asked. 

I would tell you, and you wouldn't want to be told. 

I would trust you, and you wouldn't want to be trusted. 

I would love you see how much I do love you, but you would not allow me to.

Now, let me tell how I mean about those.

I'd TALK TO YOU, and you won't. 

Can you count how many times we discuss something worth talking about? I could. 

Those weren't so many because 

YOU. DON'T. TALK. TO. ME

You don't talk to me about your plans. 

You don't talk to me about your goals. 

You don't talk to me about what you would want to do the whole day. 

You don't talk to me about where you will go or are you even allowed to? 

You don't talk to me about what you do hate about me or what should I do or should I not. 

You don't talk to me about what I should be telling you about or be doing because. 

You don't talk to me and 

YOU. DON'T. CARE.

You don't care about my plans. 

You don't care about my decisions. 

You don't care about what I think. 

You don't care about what I do because YOU. DON'T. ASK.

You don't ask how I feel about this morning. 

You don't ask if I love you still or not anymore.  

You don't ask if I hate you. 

You don't ask if I am pissed. 

You don't ask when are my spare times. 

You don't ask if I'm cool with going somewhere because when I did, you dumped me. 

I asked you again, and you said you can't. I asked you again and was dumped the third time. 

And, 

YOU. WON'T. TELL. ME. WHY.

You don't tell me why. 

You don't tell me why you never explained. 

Instead, you make me explain yourself to me. 

You don't tell me why you don't. 

You don't tell me why you won't. 

You don't tell me why you can't. 

Do you know what I think? 

YOU. DON'T. TRUST. ME.

I'd trust you and you don't. 

I'd trust you with simple things, but you don't. How much more with the big things? 

You don't trust me with your plans. 

You don't trust me with your decisions. 

You don't trust me with what you think. 

You don't trust me with things that's running on your mind. 

You don't trust me with them. 

So, if you're wondering why I'd stop being the same person you used to know. 

Or why I'd stop doing things I used to. It's because, you don't trust me to trust you back. 

You don't trust me to love you. 

You won't trust me to show you how much I do. 

I love you, but you won't let me love you more. 

Welcome to my Personal Blog

I gotta admit, this isn't my first rodeo. I had my first blog four years ago, sadly, I had to close it as I had use an email address that's associated with work. 😆 That wasn't very ideal. But I was mostly at work, which was sedentary with me sitting in front of the computer all day long. Blogging was my reprieve.

Aside from reading. 

So yes, hi to whomever is gonna stumble upon this blog.

I am an elementary teacher by profession not yet practicing though. I started devouring books five years ago, when I landed Goodreads and met bookie girlfriends and I have been a happy lady since then. 

I write random stuffs. Mostly unintelligible and senseless ones but whatever, someone has told me I have to write and I have to put it there. Wherever that is. Haha.

I really hope my blog would somehow worth anyone's time.