Employment and Other Drugs

It's Friday. Yet again.

I don't know if it's just some random urge that kicks within me or an unconscious (you mean supressed?) vibe that wants to be unleashed, but Friday, seemingly has got be a the blog day for me. For one thing, the last time I made a blog was on a Friday. And the note, purposedly, included the phrase, FUN FUN FUN. But this time, well, we'll have to figure that out.

Almost 15 days after my graduation, I am, admittedly, unemployed. Wouldn't that be a bummer? Yes, that IS a bummer, you say? Well, yeah, instantaneously and technically, that is expectedly, in the big picture, a clear and evident disappointment. And so what am I now? A bummer. A certified and official Bum, and clearly, I am here blogging about it (in case you did not notice it yet...)

When I look back, know what? Honestly, I do not have an inkling of how I managed to do all the things I used to do: travelling that far from house to school (about 2-hour ride), staying up night after night after night on the projects, thesis, case studies, juggling academic requirements along with extra-curricular activities...and still be, after all, a sane human being, capable of decent social interaction. 

In school, everything, every thing, is laid out there for you: "You do this, you do that... This is the way you do that... You get this, If you make that... IF you don't, then this is what you get..." See? There has got to be a formula for things. You know what to do, because you are told what to do, how to do it, and you're giving it a shot - best or not-  to get something out of what you've done: appreciation, recognition, fame, good image, stellar grades, and so on. Am I right or Am I right?

Well, in life, there's spontaneity (not that school is about being predictable, but...right?), no, in life, there's unpredictability, randomness, uncertainty. You do this, but you don't exactly end up with this. You work hard, but your efforts don't pay off. And it's not just about settling for something, not just being good, because there's always an opportunity to be better, to be the best. And all the while, even if you are what-you-think-and-believe is the best, when you are already the best, you're still not satisfied, you're hungry for more. And then you find out, you realized, that it never really stops, that actually, you're in school again, only this time, the stakes are higher, the games are tougher, and the only mentor you've got, is yourself.

At this point, honestly?, I don't feel like I am a 'disappointment'. Even without a job, while my contemporaries already have theirs, I am nowhere near the 'disappointment SLASH failure' thought. (I am not proud about being unemployed though. LOL.) I am unemployed because I choose to. Because I have not found a job that I REALLY like, I REALLY want, I REALLY need, one that I'm REALLY rooting for. And I am not settlingfor anything just for the heck of casting out the 'unemployed' word beside my name or omit that word in my status (unless I am a liar)...

You see, good and sound judgment, is not taught in school. What we do with our lives won't necessarily earn us a flat 1, or give us a cum laude title. We get by our everyday tasks, go to school, or attend work, make plans...we simply do what we have to do, and at the end of the day, it's not the teacher's or professor's approval or evaluation that we're looking forward to. In this School of Life, we actually, may be unconsciously or secretly, just want to be... at peace with ourselves, with that inner mentor that says, "Buddy, you've done a really good job today..." And then we do whatever it is that makes us sleep sound at night... employed or unemployed. :)

The Bill and the idea

Honestly and admittedly, I am not a devout Catholic. I don't read the Bible every day nor have a perfect attendance in Sunday mass celebrations, or pray the rosary as frequent as possible. But I do think I know where to place my faith; I know to whom this faith belongs to -Him.

A couple of days ago, word got on the internet that some priests were dropping remarks about the Reproductive Health Bill. I've never read the reports yet, but certain Twitter posts have caught my attention. I came across tweets that the RH Bill discussion even touched the love life and marital status of P-Noy, that a man his age -over 40- is not already fit to get married, or somewhere along those lines.

Most of the posts pointed that the Church, through the priests, should not impose certain ideas to people; instead they should let them be, and if they find an individual's act offensive or immoral, they should at least enlighten that person, not judge them or cast them out.

I do believe that we're entitled to our own opinion. However, this freedom of expression is not absolute and being a member of the Church, we should know when the lines are getting blurred and  in the first place, identify where not to cross that line.

What I'm saying is that, we should not use the Church, our position or power to promote our personal beliefs in life. Stick to the code- no more or no less.

Lovely Certainty

Doubt can be a bond as powerful and compelling as certainty.

But Today is the Day. And I have never been more sure of finally getting back on track - documenting thoughts through the web, translating ideas into words, hence, blogging. After several months of keeping mum, say figuratively, I endeavor to return, with the same zeal, but with a renewed perspective.

Welcome! Indulge. Feel free to speak your mind. I hope to touch and inspire, but more importantly express.