Ever since I had my broadband connection last year, I’ve been constantly online. I even howl at the customer service staff whenever there are problems. But I’m amazed that for three hours this afternoon, I wanted to unplug. For no amount of convenience can the Internet bring to someone who’s been keeping a lot of things to himself for the longest time which were reduced to only a few hours and strikes at the keyboard. I guess there’s plenty of time for a face off. But for now, I want to see changes made and promises fulfilled. Lastly, may we both see the beauty in this seemingly never-ending madness.
I’m starting out a new way of thinking — or lifestyle , if you may. That is to always think positive. However, I’ve got to say that this has got to be one of the saddest days for me this year. I didn’t make it on time. I know I shouldn’t be comparing myself with others, but I can’t help but think if I already have lost spark. Probably, too, I’ve chosen the wrong preoccupation and a couple of regretful diversions.
Oh, well. I can’t wait for this day to be over! Surely, something good will come out of this delay. There has got to be.
You know that moment we often see in movies when the main character has got to do something now or there wouldn’t be another time do it? That the choices are narrowed down to now or never? That where and how you’ll be in the future heavily depends on what you make of the present? I think I’ve reached that point and changes are going to take place right about now. I’m ready to walk to a much better place.
Filed under: Friends
To make amends, I did what I do best. I think.
God, I’m old.
I don’t get you. Or maybe I do.
One moment, you’re there.
The next time, you’re out
and I just don’t know why.
But then again,
maybe I do know why.
Endurance isn’t always a good thing.
Photo by Robert Sandoval Jr.
I couldn’t think of any other song than Natasha Bedingfield’s Unwritten now with the newspaper project of my class finally published. I’m very happy that it all ended well. And why wouldn’t it be? The road may have been a little too longer and bumpier, but there’s always the guarantee of an end; and we could only be grateful that we all turned out to be better people after all that has happened.
Now that it’s over, I’m very proud and blessed to have such a job. It has always been a pleasure and an honor to be the person who formally opens the door for aspiring journalists and writers in this part of town.
Filed under: Studies
The days and weeks we defied time at work has aggravated my already twisted body clock. But I’m not complaining this time because there is no need to rush and face the crowd. Actually, it would work to my advantage since I could only focus on one thing now — my research. I’m also about to finish all the requirements (exams and papers) in the courses that I need to “validate” before I get a go-signal to schedule my comprehensive exam set sometime May.
Here’s my list so far.
Finished courses
AECO 220 (Economics of Agricultural Marketing)
AECO 241 (Economic Analysis and Planning of Agricultural Projects)
AECO 250 (Agriculture and Economic Development)
AERS 282 (Social Science Research Design)
DEVC 208 (Communication and Social Marketing)
DEVC 291 (Special Topics)
To be finished today
DEVC 201 (Communication Theory)
DEVC 261 (Testing and Evaluation of Communication Materials)
To be finished this week
DEVC 215 (Communication and Culture)
At first, I tried to put it off — the validation process — for as long as I could. It took me a year, actually. Honestly, the thought of going back to the courses I’ve long forgotten gave me the jitters. But after taking an exam in one course, I became eager to finish everything in the shortest time possible. It also turns out that my trip to memory lane is already a review for my comprehensive exam.
Thinking of the tasks I need to do in two months does daunt me. But I try to say positive by thinking of the remaining (short) time as a blessing since I’ve always been wishing to have studied full-time. And that’s exactly what I have right now.
Since it’s here, I might as well enjoy it.
Photo by Carlos Mori Rodriguez
There’s a pink elephant in the room, I told my friend. I still hope I’m wrong. But if that’s the way it is, I’m fine with it. I’m not closing my door, but I won’t be waiting for anyone anymore. Sometimes, it’s wiser to stop than to try harder.
Whenever I feel I’ve lost another one, I tend to take for granted those who have been there from the beginning. I don’t claim my relationships are spat-proof. But me and my people let nothing between us because we know very well that it’s much easier to smile than to frown. And that’s no beauty secret.
I appreciate them more. Even when there is silence, everyone is still on call.
