Sunday, January 30, 2011

Graveyard Shift Anticipation

In approximately 22 hours from now, work for me would mean staying up the entire night as I am about to start my graveyard shift. So here I am, the time is 1:25 in the morning and yes I am still awake and have every intention of staying so until the last traces of darkness leaves  the sky and morning breaks in. This is my game plan, this is me prepping up my body for a whole new change, allowing my body clock to ease into a whole new time slot.

I'm not exactly sure weather I dread or welcome the GY shift. Working as a midshifter for the past months has it's perks. I do have the luxury of staying up late at night , even until  early daybreak plus less pressure at work, what more can I ask right?  When one works in a Call Center with the majority of it's customers are living overseas, (particularly the United States and Australia) midshift meant that when you start work, the day of the people you are expecting to call (up for assistance) are ending. Thus, Midshift means less call, more idle time. Idle time that you get to waste either chatting with your co-workers, sleeping at your station, reading a book or if you get lucky browse the internet and play games, that is if your company's MIS has not blocked those internet sites you so frequently access. While the perks are tempting and hard to resist,  The midhisft has one great setback ... the wage. Of course since you are not pressured to either stay-up to work at night or wake-up and report for work earlier than an average working individual, you also don't have the benefit of getting any nightly allowance and night differential aside from your monthly salary. Less pay, meant less buying power and less buying power results in a tight budget.  Being in a tight budget means limited to no luxuries only money could provide. Wether I will like my new shift or miss my previous shift remains to be seen.

So here I am, the only living soul awake at this ungodly hour blabbering here while rest of my household population are deep asleep in the safety of their subconscious. While I'm here bored and a wee bit sleepy. I have taken my can of Nescafe cold coffee hoping for the caffeine to perk me up into eluding slumber. my game plan? A tv/movie marathon which I have already started earlier with the movie "Tangled" followed by a couple of episodes from the 5th season of the medical dramedy "House", and then, the Disney tv-movie "Avalon High" and now I am about to start the 12th episode of the comedy series "Outsourced". Later I 'll  deliberate continuing with either another TV series or another movie. Hopefully when morning comes, My body would be too tired and follow my mind's desire to sleep , then I'd be able to avoid  struggling to sleep the rest of the day allowing my body to ease into to the graveyard shift with simplicity.
 

Monday, January 24, 2011

Who am I

Who am I? here I am facing the monitor....pondering these 3 worded sentence/question and honestly I am lost for words. There are so many words & adjectives that I can surely use to describe myself and yet putting those words and forming them into sentences is a little harder than I thought. I guess, the words that would best describe me is carefree and funny...at least that's the kind of description that I heard a lot from my peers. I'm the type of person who don't like drama & my approach to life is one of laughter and joy. So who or what am I really? I'm a daughter, niece, a cousin, a friend and maybe even an enemy to others. I am a person influenced by media, raised and molded by family & society. My actions and re-actions are strongly influenced with the world that I grew-up in. My feelings and emotions w/ the objectivity provided by my intellect to weight things rules my over-all being. Yesterday... I was a child...my past serves as my basic foundation... Today, I am an adult...my experience continued to grow guiding me to be the person that I am today. Tomorrow...no one knows what will happen. Tomorrow lies unknown adventure that will continue to shape my existence. Bottom line...I don't really know myself, I have an awareness and a sense of who I really am is someone that I am still trying to know...confusing isn't it? I guess I'm still at a certain point in my life that's trying to figure somethings...I'm still on my trek, I'm going somewhere although I'm not sure where or how to get there yet but I'm well on my way. I am