I want to walk out from it all. I feel I don’t fit quite right in the puzzle sometimes. I’m a misnomer. An irony. A foreigner. A fish in dry land.

I see a future that might be painful for me if I don’t live by my truth.

Authentic life, authentic relationships – yes, these are what I am after.

Easier said. Difficult. Complicated.

I desire to be naked before them but just what will I get in return?

Though it has not happened, I am sure not everyone will be pleased.

And it’s sad.

When all I wanted really is freedom.

“Aram mo?”
You know?

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My dream of becoming a print model has materialized in some way thanks to my work.

Praise God the auditorium was packed otherwise, my face is in trouble.

Oh I went to sing by the way. Here’s some members of the choir group.

The anniversary was a musical variety with participation from all walks of life from the aunties & uncles:

To the kiddies:

Our unit has a lot to do with the singing & dancing.

We have Jenny, Mario, Lee, Efren & Eli-koy rocking the house with their grooves:

The message was made plain & simple by Pastor Simon but it sure packs a punch as people came in droves during altar call.

Here’s the very beautiful people of God from South West unit:

Twinkle twinkle little stars:

We ended the night over dinner:

“Lalawgon”
Face

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I like that Boobie is opinionated. He prefers I switch back. He is not apparently in complete agreement of my decision to change. When I asked him why, he said ‘he just felt that I belong & should be doing design’.

This reminds me last Saturday when I visited my old place to finish up some projects. I still render my service every Saturday except the last weekend till my replacement comes. When I sat in my ‘old’ chair, I felt different. I actually missed my iMAC, my wacom tablet and it made me smile. The Law prospectus that I have been working on for the longest time has surprisingly been printed already and it looks good.

Should I come back or not?

I feel like a prodigal designer.

Sales & design job are different & it’s hard to compare. But I realized that a design job is a job that requires someone to give & produce something tangible. And that perhaps is what is missing in my new job.

I will wait for what my Father says on this.

“Arin?”
Which one?

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Unlike my previous job, this new job of mine doesn’t provide me an opportunity to blog at all. Every second counts. Making a hundred calls on a daily basis is no mean feat plus take into consideration the loads of time lead research demands. Probably, it’s all because I am a newbie - pretty much learning the ropes till now. It just hurts my head sometimes. Digesting terms like takaful, rbc frameworks, brokers, actuary, enterprise risk management, etc splits my head apart. Oh well, it’s always good to learn something new. Hope to clinch a deal soon!

“Makulog”
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