The fastest response to date.

I sent my online resume, and within the hour I received my invitation for an exam and interview. that was fast.
The company was into manufacturing of industrial kitchen equipment, which is one thing I am currently interested in. The position, Assistant General Manager.

I am keeping my fingers crossed.

Sent out another solicited Photography bid earlier today. That makes it my second solicited bid this week. Hope finally that something materializes. It has been a while since I did a professional photography job.

Baler has been scheduled in the next 10days. I hope something positive happens before then.

The struggle goes on.
But deciding to repurpose myself requires that indeed, "The Struggle Must Go On."

I am waiting for a final call from a wellness company that wants me in to run a series of unrelated business ventures, which is actually what I am good at. I thrive running different things at the same time. However, the call hasn't come in yet.

The Jeans retailer also hasn't called back. This is another one i'd like to handle, principally because this is FMCG. Also, their new visuals are simply stunning; it was as if i'd have done it myself.

The yacht dealer has not called back. But their HR guy did. It seems I missed my final interview because of a telco snafu with my provider.

I am submitting another photography bid later today. again, that is another longshot. but it was a solicited bid.

I also have received another food shoot booking for next month. and although non-revenue generating, it will greatly be a big boost to do more creative imagery with food.

I still need to reconnect emotionally though.

And yes, Baler still Beckons.

things went south again last tuesday. just when everything was settling little by little. started feeling desperate again. massively desperate.

yesterday was good, but mostly on the perceptive level. got my first callback to a GM interview position, and it seemed positive. like I said, perceptive level. only drawback was my age. only advantage was my ISO certification experience, which seems to be a rare commodity. and it wasn't even in my resume.

submitted a bid this morning when i got news that the people who called me in for a meeting in the swankiest and newest hotel along manila bay just got fired by their joint venture partners. threw my bid there into a tailspin. One minute everything seems to be going right, then another minute and you are again walking on crushed glass, on the roofdeck, of a 30story building. oh when will this all end.

by noon, i got notified that my 2nd bid was nearly double that of the competition. as always. how the hell do you make a living giving away services. how.

found out yesterday that a brod realized i've dropped out of the scene last month and started to get worried. still, never gave a project. oh well. that is the fraternity i joined. all lip service.

really need to find a pad. now, how the heck do you do that with zero cashflow. the sound of crushed glass echoing under my feet. desperate. really really desperate.

the first two callbacks i had are not returning my emails anymore. oh wow. what the hell did i do to the world to deserve this entire YEAR of bad business? what?

and still no one reaches out via this blog. not one of the hundreds that pass through it every month...

another set of fresh site visitors from the U.S.! U.S. origin viewers have now outnumbered Philippine origin viewers.

running analytics really is a big help! at least i have a clearer snapshot where all the viewers are coming from.

if its alright with the viewers, please LEAVE A SHORT NOTE, just so i know who has passed by.

again, thank you for passing thru.

Two Sentence Stories.

as a writer, i stumbled across this concept from a facebook post of a photography student. since then, ive actually been toying with the idea, and how i can incorporate it into a blog article. so, maybe, when you read this, you may want to contribute your own two sentence story in the comment box.

this is a paraphased version of the one i read that spooked me. (couldnt find the original article, so attribution cannot be made at this point; and is principally used as an example only.)

she could not stop crying the whole night, so i went to her to calm her down. she's been dead for two years.

now, its your turn to try to write one. :)

The Analytics Report.

the blog has had 68 visits this month. 60percent were Filipino, 35percent American. the balance came from the UK.

each visit lasted 7 minutes on the average, and browsed at least 5 unique pages.

finally, starting to comprehend Search Engine Optimization, and all that online jazz.

and lastly, "PILIPINO KA?" "BAKA MAAARING MAG IWAN KA NAMAN NG KAHIT NA MAIKLING MENSAHE." "SAKA MAG ISIP KA NAMAN NG IBANG ALYAS MALIBAN SA ANONYMOUS." MAKE IT RHYME WITH YOUR REAL NAME. TUTAL DI NAMAN KITA KILALA MALAMANG. HEHEH

After trying for a week, I decide that "since I won't pass out, apparently my time isn't up yet."

i have realized a couple of things in that week.
1) the "hole" can get very dark and lonely. if you do not have anyone to pull you out, you can lose your way in there, and not have any way to get back up.
2) when push comes to shove, and all you want is to pass out, you will call out to anyone, just to pass out. unfortunately, no one comes.
3) the back pains become a part of your subsequent days.
4) the ligature marks are noticeable, even from a short distance. and are quite difficult to hide, with regular tropical clothes.
5) somehow, you have to have the ability to repurpose yourself, your life. and that is what i am trying to do now. and learning SEO concepts. both difficult.

another 63 site visits this week. still no one wants to leave a message. makes you think everyone is illiterate now. I don't know which one is worse. 63 visitors ignoring your plea to leave a note, or 63 illiterate visitors on a writing blog. the analytics software are all in place now in this blog, after a month of setting it up.

oh by the way, it never really is painless.