My Memoirs for the Void

I am intoxicated with my work already.Yes, I am serious! I am already at the breaking point! I already lost interest, or rather, enthusiasm of doing my job since March, and now I am looking forward for new career options. I am actually praying for a top university here in my province to open a veterinary course, so I can teach. I am now praying to join a research team of scientific sleuths to scour the country for precious research materials to be presented to the world. It is no longer fun working for this...

In a third world country such as the Philippines, veterinarians do not get that much respect as our dentist and physician counterparts, although our work is broad. Being a veterinarian is a DIRTY JOB, that aside from having love and compassion towards animals, you've got to be a cowboy to become one. Our passing percentage in the national licensure exam is always at the 30% level. Now, that's difficult!

Ever since moving our clinic hours from an 8 hours a day clinic to a 10 hours a day, and having no more lunch breaks, I came to notice that I have no life anymore. I can still run, though, but there are times, I have to stop running just to attend to this and that. It's okay if you can do such a thing, but honestly, I am underpaid and mostly people are asking discounts for the services you gave! BULLSHIT!

In other countries, I don't think medical practitioners will give you discounts, even patients had the guts to ask for discounts! It's only here in the Philippines that we do...particularly in the field of veterinary medicine, that clients (owners of pets) ask for discounts and some are paid in kind, like live chicken, a kilo of fish, etc.

Now back to my predicament, with a 10 hour, 6 days a week work load, I was like, where can I squeeze my time to learn how to drive, to enroll myself to an IELTS class, to run some household errands, and when can I go out with my friends?! With a 10 hour work load, I feel tired.

I may look happy with my work, but really, inside, I am dying to get my arse out!

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ling2xabella.blogspot.com is probably written by a female somewhere between 66-100 years old. The writing style is personal and happy most of the time.

Hahahahha! Am I that old?  Huh? HUH?!

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This just happened today in the afternoon. A shih tzu came in to have his check-up, while his golden retriever cousin was outside on their pick-up truck. Their truck was plastered with the yellow-clad presidential aspirant's posters. Even their "yayas" shirts says they are supporting this aspirant.  

When I was about to finish on the shih tzu's check-up, the golden retriever barked. I was thinking if he saw another dog or a cat. When I got out to say goodbye to them, I asked the golden retriever's "yaya" why he barked. The yaya told me that he barked at the orange-clad presidential aspirant who was having a campaign sortie here in Cebu. 

Hahahahaha! The dog is very loyal to his family, he is even supporting his family's "president".

So far early this week (And it's a Monday!), I found two interesting websites (Just click on the highlighted area.).

1.) Find your Precinct. I mean to say voting precinct. So ought to know where you can vote, it will save you some time.

2.) Things yuppies do. In case you did not know, yuppies means "young urban professionals". And this website lists down what yuppies do. Take a peek, and if you are doing what's on the list, I guess you are a yuppy.