Why can't I not just be the hardworking one? Every time I go home, why can't I just simply take out my books and study until midnight? What's the problem with that? I just sleep, sleep, and sleep. I'm the law student who still manages to get an average of 8 hours of sleep. Shouldn't I be proud of that?
It’s been a year and a half since I bought my own domain, patriciya.com. I really don’t know why, but I found myself writing less since I bought it. Maybe because at the back of mind I knew that I only needed a domain if I wanted to earn from it. I knew it would be great to earn from blogging, but then I became too lazy to set up Google ads and the like. Money kills the fun sometimes (it adds pressure!), hence there are some things, like blogging, which are better done for free.
Since I started in law school, there are A LOT of things which I wanted to write about—the sleepless nights, the countless times I’ve cried over the possibility that I might fail a class, the habits I haven’t gotten rid of—but obviously, I haven’t written much about it yet. A part of me thinks that my friends outside law school won’t be able to relate to my stories anyway, so why bother writing. A part of me also thinks that I have to be careful with what I’m going to say because once people stumble upon my blog and see what I’m writing about law school, they might take it against me. (A run-on sentence, right there. One of the things you get from law school.)
But I miss blogging and I miss writing. I miss reading posts from people too. I am amazed how Roy is able to keep up on his blogging.
I need to chronicle my life once again or else it would be hard, given my frail memory, for me to look back on this someday. I need to write again so that I can be more accountable for my actions. I need to write again because I really need to clear my thoughts once in a while.
So expect the next post within the day. I told you I need it.
I haven't told everyone about this, but I started working already last
May 12, 2008. According to my job title, I'm now a "new analyst" in
Accenture's Utilities Business Process Outsourcing division. My friends
usually ask me how's work every now and then; I reply with my usual
answer that "It's okay/it's fine".
That's all I can say for now
because we're still undergoing training up to July/August. I was
deployed into a new project, which requires training for both new and
old hires, so we can acquaint ourselves with the system of our client
in UK. In respect to our client, we also have to start drilling
ourselves with British English as well, so don't get surprised if I see
you dancing in your room naked and I cry out "Blimey!" instead of "Oh
my God!".
There are a multitude of things which I like about where I am today. But the problem with liking is its connotation doesn't come strong at all, at least for me. Parang
pang-short term lang kasi yung term. It's as if you're saying "I'm fond
of you" but at the same time you know it won't last long unless you're
given more reasons to move forward with your feelings. (Oh yes, ganito
na talaga pag walang boypren. Pang metaphor na lang ang mga ganyan!)
But, I think, this feeling of combined gratefulness and uncertainty is
a normal mix of emotions for mostly everyone who gets under way with
their first job. So to hell with quarter life crisis, just bring it on,
right? But if you want "secrets to smart decisions after college", I
think you should take a look at this one.
And
just like in any relationship, "people would be a lot happier with the
job they had if they were happier with themselves outside their job."
That's according to Penelope Trunk, the author of the career blog which I check often nowadays. In my case, my most remarkable moments
are with my family, so I make sure I also invest my money in spending
some oh-so-quality time with them.
So, in celebration of my
first paycheck, I treated my family to dinner last night. This is also
my way of saying thanks to Pa, for sticking it out with me while I was
in the far-off land of 'the Ateneo'. Thank you for teaching me how to
commute from Pque to QC when I was in my 1st year in college, for
waiting in the car for hours every time you pick me up from school, for
bearing the 2-hour drive home whenever we come across the Friday
traffic jam, and for cooking food for us while Jules and I were staying
in the Katipunan condo.
Pa was so giddy last night as we were
going to celebrate 'his' day. They didn't believe I was going to take
them to a restaurant at the topmost floor of a hotel, until, when we
reached the lobby, I told them to tilt their heads and look above:
Haha o di'ba ang dramatic ng tagline, pang Star Cinema.
Day 1 in work starts tomorrow.
I should forever remember this day, hence the post.
Wish me luck. 
