Three months — the amount of time I have have not posted anything.
I AM A CORPORATE SLAVE.
Working to have something to do.
Working to feed one’s body and ego.
Working to bring meaning to life.
What I plan to do about it?
Find other things to do aside from work:
… signed up to another Theater Workshop.
Feed the mind and soul:
… make more time to read and to get to know God more.
Make and create meaning to life:
… Let go!
Can I be anymore pathetic?
Four more days until the big move…
… which means four more days of patience and sacrifice with the trains!
For more than a year, I have put up with all the long lines, stop entries, pushing, shoving, always full cars, and colorful people of the Metro Railway Train (MRT) System. And now finally, I will be released of its haunts and taunts.
I have lost a lot of things to the MRT…
– two bags (might be three by the end of this week)
– one good shoe
– red blood cells and hemoglobin count
– respect for authoritative mothers and impatient, whiny b*tches; and
– closely my sanity and morality
But I also did gain a lot from it (which makes this topic worthy of a blog post)
– new found patience and faith
– a path to achieve a mini “nirvana” (to block out all the bad things around)
– increased core strength and balance
– small muscles in the arms (I think they’re called biceps? But I won’t even attempt to label my thin lanky arms with such a macho term); and
– unforgettable conversations, inside jokes, and bonding moments with Rosy!
If there’s one thing I would miss going home by train is the company.
Getting to go home with one of my closest friends, Rosy. She had kept me sane and amused the entire two-hour journey home from work. There were times that we were so deep into our conversations and laughter that I almost forgot it was already my stop.
Sorry for leaving you with the shark tank that is the MRT, Rosy.
I will surely miss it because of you!
To the MRT and all its unfortunate and weirdo passengers… ADIOS!
Warning: This post contains spoiler from The Good Wife Season 3 Episode 4
One scene from The Good Wife struck me.
Although, a lot of The Good Wife scenes strike me (most scenes just break me into tears)…
This one, in particular, is the most hard-hitting and timely.
I don’t mean to be pessimistic… I just mean to be realistic.
I think that we could learn a thing or two in this conversation.
It will help a lot of us get through (or get down from?) this dream-big-you-can-do-anything media hype
… and help us face reality.
Celeste: This is your dream! What happened to pursuing your dream?
Will: What happened work? Not everybody can pursue their dreams.
Someone has to work.
Celeste: That is so sad.
Will: No, not really.
Now, isn’t this just a light bulb moment from The Good Wife?
What is a strength you have that you haven’t used?
What is a strength you have that you haven’t used? Recently? Maybe a secret skill, or perhaps an ability that only surfaces under tough times?
I think the topic for today’s The Daily Post pushes an author to really shove modesty aside. But not to totally give myself out (because secret skills are kept secret for a reason. haha), I am giving the most obvious (and safe?) answer.
A strength that I have battled five years to acquire is my Bachelor’s Degree in Materials Engineering.
Now, it’s just useless.
All the Mathematics… Chemistry… Physics… all down the drain.
Don’t even get me started with my Engineering Science courses. They were all tough courses but I all loved them. The bittersweet challenges and the continuous growth of the mind (literally, I felt my brain swelling) just got me going all those years. And I kept thinking, “I can’t wait to do this for the rest of my life!”
However, when I graduated, the real world intimidated me and I started to panic. Instead of scouring the job market for something I was passionate about, I took the first job that offered comfortable income and benefits. The next thing I remember, it’s three years after and I am in a career totally different from what I was trained for.
I tried to fight it as first. I enrolled for a post graduate degree in Materials Science and Engineering(MSE). But as school work was getting heavier, so was the work load. And getting to classes was becoming impossible. It was just like two different worlds. I had a hard time studying for something totally not related to what I am doing for more than 40 hours a week.
So I learned how to accept it. I decided to choose one for now. I filed for leave of absence at school and changed my focus to work. I am in a confused phase until now and not knowing how to clear all the confusion. I am just going with the flow of life for now, keeping the faith and my MSE knowledge in my back pocket. We’ll never know when I’ll get to use it again but I am always ready to show it off anytime (of course, with a lot of dusting first. haha).
When I read today’s Daily Post Topic Idea, I was stuck.
I did not know how to go about it.
Mainly, because I may be biased due to my current situation.
For almost 6 weeks now, I have been in my pajamas 24/7. The only times I would get out of my PJs are when we have dinners at relatives’ houses (and these were still thoughtless outfits, mind you). Taking this long break from work really made me miss it and actually reflected on the value of work. The art of doing something is really fulfilling in a lot of ways.
So when asked right now to make an argument for why weekends should be longer, I would ask right back: Should it be longer?
I know. Harsh.
I remember the times when we are knee-deep into work in the office… working until midnight… and always looking forward to a 3-day weekend (a 4-day weekend is a jackpot!). And just learning how in some European countries actually do have usual 3-day weekends just makes me green with envy. It makes us think, we should, too, right?
I also recall one summer when I was in college that government offices did follow a 4-day work week. The reason, if I remember correctly, is so that parents could spend more quality time with their kids at home. Although the intentions were good, I believe this was really not necessary (especially for government offices). I mean, come on. Their jobs are usually 8 to 5 in a very relaxed environment. I don’t mean to demean or put down government employees. I actually envy them. My mom has been serving as one for over twenty years now and has made us all go through college with her small salary. But working 5 days a week did not lessen our bonding times. Plus we all know how small the income of government employees are (except for those corrupt. :P) — a 4-day work week means less income.
So I believe to answer the question: should weekends be longer?; depends on where you are actually working.
That’s my take, anyway.
What do you think?
I am ending this with no mind-opening conclusion but to pass the challenge to:
Make an argument for why weekends should be longer.
P.S. Please share your ideas by replying here or by sharing your blog url.