that one lie

Throughout college, I never bothered being sociable or aesthetically pleasing, but focused on being a rather sensible and a responsible student. If there was one thing I cared about, it was projecting the image of a student of at least average intellect – anything but dumb. I do have my occasional stupid moments but not enough to be perceived as dumb.

What makes things worse, is when that person who lied is someone you regard highly. Now the pedestal you have built for the person lay in a rumble. Because of one petty lie. But then again, it’s not the lie itself. I would have appreciated a more thought of  lie – something better. Something that would challenge my intellect – something I’d perceive as true.

I, however, was deemed unworthy of such courtesy.

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a matter of choice

People always have choices. This I found true. It’s not about which choice you selected but how you faced the consequences of such decision.

I had the chance to converse with an office mate who also happened to be my classmate in my graduate management class. I’ve always wondered how other  people at the office felt in not being assigned tasks or about work in general. Her answer reminded me that people always have choices. It may just be one of the things that make us human – the ability identify possibilities and to decide.

She opted not to be “bibo” at work. Bibo is a term used to refers to people who are proactive and enthusiastic (beyond the normal level) about their  work. She decided to be the average employee so she  can have enough time for her family. She knows how other people will react to her decision and she has accepted them for the moment. It got me thinking that I have decided to be concerned and to take part in activities because I want to feel like I matter.

People prioritize things. The thing that tops their list is where they get the greatest fulfillment. For my classmate, hey family tops her list. That is why she made her decision. I prioritize work. Perhaps because it’s where I get the confirmation Iseek. At the moment, it’s where I get fulfillment. It’s where I feel I matter the most. That is why work tops my list.

Recently, I have been asking myself why I do the things I don’t have to do. Why do I punish myself in meeting deadlines that some people can get away not meeting? Why do I edit papers after office  when I should be resting and enjoying my life – outside work? Why do I still want to  go to the office even if I’m met with tons of papers to edit and rate? Because I want to.

And since I have made that decision, I should be sticking with it. Easier said than done especially when I spent a lot of time thinking how sarcastic or unmotivated I currently am. What then keeps me going? It’s the thought that wherever I am or whatever I may be experiencing may not necessarily be the best – but it’s still better than other jobs I can think of. So I can say I am okay where I am – for the moment at least.

start

I came at the office early and I found myself overwhelmed by the things I need to do. This day is not any different from any from the past two years. Yet somehow, I feel lost. I do not know where to start. There’s definitely a lot of things I will be doing. I just need to start somewhere – somehow.

I just hope it’s as easy as pressing a button and then automatically getting to work. That would save me a lot of time. I spent two hours deciding what to do first before I realized I was wasting time. To overcome this state of indecision, I started writing hence this entry. It’s the only way I can clear my mind. Earlier I felt like being drowning in a quicksand of tasks.

After a paragraph, I’m breathing normally and thinking more clearly.

This is one of those days when it feels like I’ve lost my momentum at work. I need to build up the speed once more. My ideas and actions are not in sync. They need to be or I’ll just feel unproductive. I hate that feeling.

sarcasm

Some people view it negatively saying it’s disrespectful. For some, it’s one way of stating things directly.

I saw the word as a refuge. It explained the way I thought. I dawned on me – I’m not that weird after all. The fact that the word exists means it is being used to describe a significant number of people. I am more normal than I originally thought.

I can’t help it. It’s just how the words come out. Perhaps because it’s the way I think. Compared with what I say out loud, my thoughts are worse. What you hear from me is the lighter version of what I’m thinking – way more gentle.

Blame that on growing up with Garfield, pocketbooks/ novels, and the best source – adults. Growing up with a bunch of spinster public school teachers, three older sisters, and a single father; sarcasm becomes you.

on patience and perseverance

I am not a patient person.

I hate waiting. I have just spent a whole day attempting to install a pirated version of a software suite. That’s quite something – or maybe the need for this software is just that great.

I am not a patient person.

I hate waiting.  I have just spent a whole day attempting to install a pirated version of a software suite. That’s quite something – or maybe the need for this software is just that great.

I’ve never felt so fulfilled! Now I can revise the newsletter. For a sleep deprived brain, processing the simplest set of instructions seem to take a lifetime.

I never thought I could be that patient. I literally restarted the laptop for more than ten times today while I struggled advising some students on how to improve their articles (and grades).  Ah, multitasking – it’s one a must skill to develop here at work. I dream of the time when I can edit papers and sleep at the same time. That would definitely save me a lot of time.

It’s amazing how still the brain can function under stress. I do love the feeling of beating deadline to the last second – even exceeding them. It’s the anxiety that I cannot control. The temper flares and then the sudden glum.

This particular software installation really drove me to the edge. I sat there staring at the comments ready for encoding then shifting my gaze to a set of blue lines which seem to take a lifetime before reaching the other end of the computer window, becoming more and more conscious of each second that is wasted.

I just hope the installation is completed before the 7 pm.

the double shot blended brewed coffee effect

After the double shot blended brewed coffee at Café Antonio, I felt like a fool wondering why I am unable to sleep. Duh?

After the double shot blended brewed coffee at Café Antonio, I felt like a fool wondering why I am unable to sleep. Duh? But then, that’s my normal (read: n-o-r-m-a-l) caffeine consumption. So why would this be different? I usually fall asleep minutes after getting home. I tried the closing-your-eyes thing and then hope you’ll fall asleep. Not working!(Obviously…)

I’m hoping I could finally start jogging once more – on a regular,no-excuses basis, that is. As I write, my humble cd-r king mp3 player is charging in preparation for a hopefully one-hour jog the field later this morning. Hopefully, I would be out by 4 am – hopefully. I remember my journalism professor in college saying that when you have that urge to write, write. Just write. Hmmn, since I cannot get enough sleep no matter how hard I concentrate on not thinking about anything, words seem to fill this head of mine. Because of the double shot blended brewed coffee? Hmmn…

I’m glad I writing more these days. However, I’m also afraid I might be overdoing it. I have the tendency to overdo things. It’s my default setting. So here I am thinking of a topic worthy of submitting for consideration of publishing. Nothing. Off to jog

(Abrupt transitions, I know. :))

booksale finds

Sometimes, one does not have to know how to achieve or complete what of a to-do entry. Starting is what requires great effort. Once one has started, it’s just a matter of figuring things out, one way or the other (with varying difficulty :)). Most of the time, even if you do have a clear idea of what you expect to happen, something shifts, causing everything to change. How you respond to these changes – the unexpected things – is what matters.

09062009  (Saturday) – I was on my way home struggling with my groceries, student outputs that I hope I get to edit, and an umbrella when I passed by this store I used to frequent. This bookstore also sold previously owned books. This is were I get my supply of 15-peso worth Mills & Boons (the old ones, really old ones) and novels priced 20 up to 100 pesos. I set my limit to 100 pesos :).

Passing by this store, I realize how long it has been since I last visited the place, which can then be translated to how long I have NOT been reading (disregarding management textbooks and required readings for my cognate). A meter past the store and I decided to find a book – groceries, outputs, and all.

Nope, no, nah, too bloody, too romantic, have read this, not  good author, too expensive for the story, … and the comments continued as I finished browsing the two sides of the shelf. An alarm blaring inside my head, I’m already at the kids’ section. I’m that desperate to buy a book! Then I thought, I can read it and then give it to my four-year-old nephew. But then, are the stocks this bad? Or have I become too choosy for a previously owned book reader?

I have scanned the kids’ section (heck, even the adult section), magazines, – and then I saw the hardcover books at the corner of the store. Hardcover books are usually more expensive – even for used books.

I did find two books I liked – price and content. (Price as the priority :))

I got The Sunday List of Dreams (Paperback) by Kris Radish for 20Php and Mary Higgins-Clark’s The Lottery Winner: Alvirah and Willy Stories (Hardcover) for 40Php. The latter is a collection of Higgins-Clark’s thriller novels, which I have already read separately, but plan on re-reading (someday – hopefully soon).

It’s The Sunday List of Dreams that I got to finish during the long weekend. It’s about a retiree named Connie and her list of dreams (hence, the title :)).  We all have our own “lists” but the problem is that they remain as lists. There’s nothing wrong in drafting a list as long as one remembers to actually do these things. Most get stuck with preparing the best list, or figuring out a way how to make the list more organized, more achievable or doable – everything but doing it. The novel encourages people to go out and chase those dreams no matter how far fetched they may be.

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Sometimes, one does not have to know how to achieve or complete what of a to-do entry. Starting is what requires great effort. Once one has started, it’s just a matter of  figuring things out, one way or the other (with varying difficulty :)). Most of the time, even if you do have a clear idea of what you expect to happen, something shifts, causing everything to change. How you respond to these changes – the unexpected things – is what matters.