Santuario October 29, 2009
Posted by Tricia in Uncategorized.trackback
I had a blast from the past just now. I suddenly decided to read old blog entries from my very first-second blog. I started with Livejournal and I lost my password but managed to recover it recently.
Here’s an entry back in 06, the day after my sister and I officially swore off Vodka after a really really bad hangover:
One thing came out of this whole experience—I finally realized the extent of my vanity. I had my digital camera with me at the time and when I checked it in the morning, there were around a couple dozen new pictures of myself. GAWD. It was like watching a really bad movie. Apparently, I activated the multiple-shutter command and ended up taking a ton of pictures.
Here’s one I find funny:
I finally got the call. I’m up for another interview at Citibank this Thursday. Hope I get the job!
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I can’t believe I actually thought about working in a BANK. hahaha.
Hmmm. What else…
Alet and I did wall-climbing. My altophobia suddenly surfaced when I was halfway up!! For a moment, I froze. Literally froze!!! The only thing that kept me going was my dignity—there were kids on the more difficult part of the wall who made it up already. So imagine the pressure.
Hahaha. It’s like reading the all-humiliation blog.




so did you end up at the citi? i worked there too, did my “residency” there for my masters and i swore off banks right after. ahaha!
Nope, I ended up in a different bank—AMEX. Selling platinum credit cards. Hahaha! It lasted less than six months. It wasn’t banking really, so I guess it doesn’t count. haha
After that, I did PR.
haha yeah i went advertising naman. advertising is still my first love
haha
I miss Vodka night.
I even miss the bad hangover. Haha
before I got into PR, I wanted to get into advertising! haha but i’m glad every attempt i made didn’t push through. I wouldn’t be working in a magazine if it did. Funny the twist events bring noh?
After PR, I did internet marketing, then right after I moved up the ladder, I had to give it up to work on a magazine which didn’t see print, but that’s where I met one of my bosses now. HIPP na after!
seems like you were really meant more to write