Wednesday, December 7, 2016

The City I Have Loved


 I know I am a bit sentimental sometimes. Sometimes emotions get over me and most of the time I let those natural feelings take over my existence. It is part of being human anyways. And as of now I am missing that city I have loved for the past three years; Dammam. The wonderful city that gave me job and lots of food and coffee and friendships to last. The city that made me who I am today. The city that sleeps while I am awake. The city that lingers on my soul when I am weary and on the verge of giving up. And the city that I want to go back to. Dammam!


Decision! Decision!


 For the past three months,I am enjoying my temporary vacation and I am loving it! I am enjoying how much I really need rest as in rest in my own terms. But it doest not mean I am not making any effort to go back to the employment world. I have almost hundred of applications online and via emails. Some responded some do not. And I have two interviews and employment offers but I am still on the decision time phase since there are so many factors to be considered. I have offered in Dammam as a Document Controller, which is my previous job in KSA but the offer is somehow a little bit lower than my previous one. Then another offer is handed to me and it is also in Eastern Province specifically in Jubail. However, a local employment is encouraging me. But then again some factors made me decide to not accept the local one. And now I am on the verge of accepting the Jubail offer or  should I wait for my other applications which might call me this December or January next year. The Jubail offer is for a position of material expeditor and yes I want that material management field of career since I have invested almost 95% of my professional life doing that job.
So please help me, God.




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