So... ano nga ba?

"Ano nga ba ang gusto mo[ng gawin] after college?"

Napaisip ako. Lagi naman ako maraming gustong gawin...

Tumulong (sa family business).
Magtrabaho (sa design studio or publishing house... basta may kinalaman sa graphic design).
Kumita (syempre... nang sapat).
Mag-aral ulit.
Bumalik sa trabaho (syempre, para....
Makagawa ng sariling business.

Career, o career...

Sa dami, hindi ko alam kung saan magsisimula. Sa dami, di ko alam kung saan magfofocus. Saan nga ba? Sabi nila, "cherish your passion." Pero ngayon, naisip ko, ang vague yata ng passion ko. Graphic design. Oo, sabi nila, "astig." Pero pag tinanong na about details, dyan tayo mahihirapan, 'pre. Dyan ako mahina.

So pano ba yan? Ano nga ba?

Think.. But don't think too much. Pray. Trust.

It's Your Life

While looking for a "birthday song," I came across Francesca Battistelli's "It's Your Life" from her My Paper Heart album. I just can't stop playing it all over and over and over again. Hahaha.. It seems that the message is really meant for me, especially now that I have to be wiser when it comes to making decisions, choosing what to do and not to do. I choose to grow up. =)

Anyway, here's the lyrics:

This is the moment
It’s on the line
Which way you gonna fall?
In the middle between
Wrong and right
But you know after all

(Chorus)
It’s your life
What you gonna do?
The world is watching you
Every day the choices you make
Say what you are and who
Your heart beats for
It’s an open door
It’s your life

Are you who you always said you would be?
With a sinking feeling in your chest
Always waiting for someone else to fix you
Tell me when did you forget

(Chorus)

To live the way that you believe
This is your opportunity
To let your life be one that lights the way

finally, a light in the bulb

Last Wednesday, I came to my class without having any clear idea on what I wanted to do for my thesis in Information Design. My mind just felt tired because of work and my lost ID. Work said, "ASAP." Lost ID said, "Replace me, ASAP." Nagkaroon pa ko ng violation because of my lost ID. OO, nahuli ako ng guard for the second time. Boo stress + pressure + hunger.

But this week, I am thankful that I finally thought of an idea, which I can finally work on for two semesters. I know I will have to spend more and more hours researching and studying. But I believe that this will be worth it.

Pamimilosopiya

Pagsasa-isa't-isa

Ang pagpepresensya ay nagaganap sa alaala, sa isip, sa paglalarawan at sa damdamin. Ngunit mas malalim kaysa sa lahat niyan ang pinanggagalingan. May isang pagbaling, pag-ugnay sa sarili, taos na pagtaya ng sarili. May pagsasakapuwa na nililikha sa mismong pagmemeron ng sarili, na bumabago sa mismong balangkas ng sarili. At hindi lamang pagtungo ng sariling presensya sa kapuwa, kundi pagtanggap rin ng tumutugon na presensyang nanggagaling sa kapuwa.

Tao sa banal

Ang pagsisikap manatiling tapat sa kapuwa ay landas na tigib sa pagkadapa, pagkasira ng loob, mga tentasyon na talikdan ang kapuwa, mga panahon ng dilim na parang lahat ay kahangalan. Sa lahat nito, nakadarama ang nagsisikap, na meron sumasakanya na umuudyok, tumatawag, nagbibigay loob. Nagbibigay loob na mahalaga ang sarili, mahalaga ang kapuwa. Ngunit hindi ito nararanasan sa porma na parang multo. Hindi rin presensya na mahihipo, ngunit presensya pa rin. Mas matibay kaysa sa anomang nadaramang presensya. Kung minsan parang nadaramang hindi nadarama pero tunay na tunay.

- Ferriols, Roque J. SJ. "Pakikipagtagpo sa Banal," mula sa kanyang Pilosopiya ng Relihiyon (Quezon City: Office of Research and Publications, 1995.


Muy interesante.
Pero nakaka-nosebleed.
Que horrror!

Suffocation

Thinking too much suffocates me.

I wish I can just freely express myself.
Translate thoughts into words..
Words into actions..

Help me, God.

Portraiture & missing stuffs, people

Long time, no post.

While waiting for Nanay, I got bored and decided to shoot some portraits of me. Thank God for the nice sun yesterday even if it rained for a bit. I missed taking pictures.. I missed my SLR. I miss writing. I miss doing things for leisure. I miss laughing hard. I miss running. I missed myself. I miss my dear.

I think something's wrong with me lately. Well, there's always something wrong about me. That's why I'm a work in progress. I think too much. I need to chill...