In the words of Barney Stinson... SLUT UP.

 Oh hey guise. So my talent coordinator contacted my mom and it turns out there's a certain teleserye (it's not out yet) that's looking for extras. To make a long story short, I am one of the seven girls in one episode wherein we are... "bayaran sa barko." We be flirtin' with sailors yo'. A famous actress plays a rich girl who happens to have a twin sister somewhere in the pier whose milkshake brings all the sailors to the yard. Soooo... hahahaha. I just find this funny. It's just for one episode so whatever.

2~3 More Days.

Guess what? I have two more days until the hotel and three more days until I fly to Lackland AFB, San Antonio, Texas.

lksdjfkliowejaklsdf,mv,.xcngaroisdklfjsd!!!!!!! D;

 For some reason, I have this urge to write random letters to my friends and my man-friend.

 But I forgot my really nice stationeries in the province nuuuuu.

 What do.

Awkward Turtle

So here's the thing.

 My dad lost his job recently. No severence check whatsoever (maybe coz technically he's an alien abroad) so my leave of absence is extended indefinitely. Le sigh. I do hope our papers will still push through and that at least he can land at another job soon. For the moment, I want to get a friggin' job but my mom's too busy wanting to push me to showbiz (barf barf barf) soooo yeah. I feel so bipolar. The future is foggier than I can bear and  I'm trying not to let my anxieties get to me. They just had to bring up the past like "oh if only Turtle took her studies seriously she could've graduated a lot sooner blah blah blah."

Really? I'm quite aware I didn't do well because I wanted to go to CSB in the first place.

 It just feels like the rug is being pulled out underneath me constantly. I was finally getting seriously good at my majors in school- then I had to leave. And just when I thought I could continue- my dad gets fired. I want to help but I'm not sure how and this showbiz thing just pisses me off and I just want to come off as rude to anyone who has anything to do with mediocre local entertainment. Though I can't really say if I can pull it off.

 My "blunt" personality seems to scare them off though. I wasn't being rude or even sarcastic. But to some people, they don't like the way I talk. Probably because I prefer to speak in English and I don't pepper every sentence with "po" or "opo" every damn time even though they're within my age group. Well, guess what I don't like it when people use "po" or "opo" at me regardless of age or seniority but I don't hold it against them because I often see the innocence in it.

Okaaay I'm rambling now.

 Right now, I just want to focus on my workshop, my art, and my music.

 What do.

Sanity don't leave me.

P.S.
Hanging out with my friends yesterday is probably the most fun I've had in weeks. I should be grateful, really.

Awkward Turtle

Being 22. And funemployed.

 I don't know if I'm the only one who feels this way:

  My mom attempted to push me into the showbiz life by meeting up with our family friend who is a legit talent coordinator (and a former caregiver of our grandpa years ago) and he has handled talents currently in telenovelas and movies. The entire time they were talking I just wanted to shoot someone because they were talking about getting me in Party Pilipinas (barf), being an extra in telenovelas (double barf), get me as a contestant for a national beauty pageant (what) and even having me in "reality" shows (shoot me).

 They mean well, I know, but the whole thing sounds depressing. Sure, I could accept singing gigs-even modeling- and anything related to music but if you'll have me in those telenovelas, commercials, and pageants that I'm vocally against, I feel like I've sold my soul to the devil.

 Guh. I feel so marginalized.

 The focus of their conversation was about just getting exposure and be famous. How about respect for my work? How about being recognized for stuff I actually believe in?

 I have somehow dodged the bullet though, by not getting in touch with my talent coordinator, even though my mom says I should.

 As long as I don't contact him, I am safe.

 I am suddenly inspired to make a blog post about stuff I don't believe in to my other blog.

I think the only things keeping me sane are my friends, my art, and my workshop.

Otter's Leaving A Day Early.

I just finished my DEP CC today and I spoke to my recruiter about the issue that Michelle (a girl from the October group) brought up about October 30th LA-DEP's leaving to the hotel on the 28th and leaving for Lackland on the 29th. I brought it up to my recruiter and she wasn't told such BUT looked in the system and found out to be true.

We played a really fun game called "Story" (I think that's what it's called) and it's pretty fun. You have a group of people in a circle and one person starts off. This is how it goes.

First person to start the game: Once...
Second person in line: Once there...
Third person in line: Once there was...

And it goes around the circle until someone messes up.

So for example:

First person to start the game: Once...
Second person in line: Once there...
Third person in line: Once there was...
Fourth person in line: Once there was a...
Fifth person in line: Once there was a dog who.

If someone messed up on a word or adds two words, you're out. LOL. Or continues without saying the rest of the sentence.

SO, we had a few when we started the sentence like "Cool" the person was suppose to say "Cool Story" but just said "Story". HAHAHAHAHA. XD

OH, and PS: I lost three pounds. YAY! (Thanks to the Insanity workout)

Also, we meshed with two new recruiters and we're adding 25 new DEP'rs on our team. SO, yeah. Now we're about 45 people. And we had one guy, Jonathan, cancel and got his DEP place terminated. That sucks because I had dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory and saw him working... I thought he was going to join but he volunteered to terminate it because he missed three DEP CC's in a row which is an AUTOMATIC disqualification but he knew it and terminated himself. Whatevs.

Short Update. BUT, ping pong training!

http://twitter.yfrog.com/h7DGE7i1XstyqkEq.01

Me, ping pong training. Finally, on Thursday we got some heavy rain, thunder and some lightning. It's been hot ALL year and finally, this is the first real rain we've gotten for the first time this year. I'm happy it's getting colder, cloudier BUT with peeking sunshine. It's the best weather! I'm feelin' good.

Also, today. Insanity workout day 1 @ 5am: Success!

2 weeks, four days. EEK!

Optimism

Source: fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net via Joelle on Pinterest

I've got the worst sore throat in history and my muscles ache and yet I must attend voice acting classes tomorrow.

This is temporary.

Awkward Turtle

 Yesterday, Derp and I watched The Perks of Being A Wallflower.

 But before that, we were going around MOA and through their cinema hall, looking at movie posters and using LSP's voice when we make a comment on each terrible movie that's showing in the future.

"Oh mah glob, I totally wanna watch Breaking Dawn because Jacob's abs."

"I wanna lumpin' see Edward sparkle."

"Oh glob, I wanna see The Secret Affair because Derek Ramsey is a walking six-pack."

 We've agreed that we should have a date where we'll sit through a bad movie and just bitch about it using LSP's voice.

Derp really liked Perks. The entire time I was like "CHARLIE LET ME LOVE YOU."
Aunt Helen is a crazy bitch.

Awkward Turtle

So many things to do and feelings.

 Just got back here in Manila  yesterday and currently I am just... drained.

 Like, I really wanna contact my friends and be all "hey guys, let's hang out or derp or something."

Right now I just feel like I'm in limbo even though the past few days have been really productive. It's an eerie feeling that yes, I have been quite busy and I have promising opportunities my way but lately I've been having these mood swings. And I've been looking forward to going to Taft this week coz I planned to pay my tuition for last term but I forgot the money in the province so right now I'm just FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK THIS LIFE. My excuse to go to Taft just went out the window. I wanna hang out with my friends and Derp.

And my friends are watching Perks of Being A Wallflower.

I am just so angry right now I can't even blog the good things that's happened lately.

I'm sorry for this negative post.

Get well soon, Godmother.

Life's Changing. HOLY CRAP.

I'm not on this as much as I want to be. I'm sorry.

If some of you haven't noticed, I'm leaving in three weeks and four days (25 days) and when I talk to my friends about it, some of them mention that I don't seem excited to leave like the others and honestly, I'm not. I'm not excited because I left all my excitement back in June - When I was ORIGINALLY suppose to leave - and so right now, I'm left being anxious and nervous.

I'm slightly jealous over some people that I was suppose to leave with have their first duty stations while I'm still here, just barely leaving for BMT... I'm not discouraged at all though, I'm happy for them and I know everyone has different paths in life... I suppose mine was postponed and there is possibly a reason why I'm still here.

Robert Ah Sue = Beautiful Human Being.

Robert Ah Sue has been the only guy in my church that I'd totally go for, not only is he my type but he's SUPER gorgeous and he's just... UMPF. I always thought if I were to marry a Mormon, it'd be Indigo (and that still stands) BUT, ever since I met Rob, he'd be one of the Mormon's I'd totally marry in a heartbeat.

He's 23, graduated from Southern Utah University with a degree of kinesiology this year and moved back to Riverside with his family and he works at a UFC gym in Corona, CA. (a town near by).

The story that I know about him is how he lost his father. Every year in Riverside, we have a Tinman triathlon. His father does it every year and he completes the whole running-biking-swimming portions of the triathlon. A year or two ago, his father had a sudden heart attack during the swimming portion of the triathlon and didn't make it. Now, every year, all the sons do the triathlon together in memory of their father. And just two months ago, one of the brothers, Greg, left for his mission to Australia! Haha.

Sadly, he's totally out of my league. He's just too beautiful for me. I mean, we talk and he greets me in the hallways during church and such but... I actually don't have a chance with him.

But on the off chance if we did get together and we had children, they'd be smart AND beautiful. :D

NOW, FOR SOME EYE-CANDY!

(Far right; The eldest brother)

(MMMMMMMMMMMMMM...)


(Far right; during his football years in college)

(Far left during his football years)

(Oooooh yeeeeaaaaahhhhh...)

Four More Weeks.

Four more weeks until I leave for the United States Air Force BMT (Basic Military Training).

So many emotions are interacting all at once and I don't know how to deal. But I'm sorry that I haven't been posting as much as I want to. I'll try and get it all out there before I leave though.

Just thinking about it makes me nervous and when I'm nervous, I got to go poop... Real bad. Sigh.

But I'll surely miss you, Turtle. I know I'm not leaving YET but I just want to put that out there so you know right now. :)

Soon-to-be-trainee,
Otter