Conquering Caramoan



Raymond calls us trainer-wannabes. I guess at some point, yes we were. We wanted this that's why we're here. But at the end of the day, I ask myself, "Is this really what I want?"



This isn't actually about a break-up, its more so losing someone that I have been used to be with since we arrive here in Cebu.

Carlo.

No, we did not break up, neither did we had a fight. Far from death. but something happened and it changed my world.

They say that when your career goes up, lovelife goes down. At some point I have proven it, but not this time. Our relationship did not really fail, but we had to spend time apart starting today.

I will miss him.

More than a boyfriend, he has been my confidant, my teammate, my analyst, my boss.. he's like my supervisor (whene I'm late for work, he's more mad than the real one) He was my lunch and break bud, the one I go home with.

We may be in two separate worlds now, but we'll still be together.



I ended my day talking with Rowee about our careers. I realized that walking in IT Park will be so meaningful.. and it will always remind us of our dreams.

Rowee wanted to be a an analyst and at one point, I did, too. Rowee had a chance before, but was left hanging, I had mine but it did not work.

Rowee is now a supervisor trainee, and I, a peer trainer. Both of us are obliged to evaluate calls. She needs to evaluate each of her team member's calls and I need to listen and at least assess our trainees' calls. What comes out of their mouth came out of mine first.

Being an analyst is included in our job description actually.

So its dream fulfilled.

But not really.



It takes sometime to know the hardest and most painful thing you'll ever have to endure. People mistake it as insanity, a battle between the heart and mind and soul. It changes everything, makes you believe on those things you haven't felt,or at least, seen. It makes you realize how important things that matter most until they are gone. It makes you identify the core of issues that were vague enough to explain. You don't identify by piece, but you recognize it as a whole. You are able to differentiate reality from fantasy. From one concept to another, you are unable to enumerate the cause of this all, but you know every little thing which is affected. The subject is vague, but the details are clear. The ideal is not to be ideal. Funny how, in one blink, it turns everything into the opposite. Then in one snap, they may all be gone.