Moving On

So it has been a while since I last posted something on this blog. As usual I have all the excuses I want for failing to maintain a continuing stream of thought here. The greatest excuse being that I am a procrastinator, still.

Anyway, a lot of major things are going to happen to me sooner than you'd think. In less than 2 months I will be opening a new chapter in my life, and I will face more challenges to come.

I recently went on a European vacation with my folks. I don't remember if i blogged about it or not, but after that trip my mindset was so different. Just being in Europe for a few weeks actually opened my eyes up to a new way of thinking. I formed my own notions as to how Europeans thought, and how they viewed things in life. And I saw that it was better than the "talangka mentality" we Filipinos usually use.

It was progressive. It was amazing. People who wanted to succeed actually tried their best to succeed and did not find it threatening that other people wanted to succeed as well. They were going to do whatever they could to achieve their goals, and they won't get in the way of others' goals as well. Amazing.

I've spent almost my entire life in the Philippines. The predominant mentality here is so different. People here see other people succeed and they think that they should succeed to. But instead of striving for success they strive to bring down others so that they can feel good about themselves.

It's sad when I think about it. And I cannot say that I have never thought that way either. In fact I seem to be reverting to it again, except that now I am conscious of the fact that I am becoming someone else's impediment. And now I am trying my best to achieve my life's goals, while trying not to step on anyone else's goals.

It saddens me when I think that majority of Filipinos could achieve such greatness, except that the only thing holding them back are themselves. Maybe we should just start helping ourselves rather than dragging other people down.

I hope I do not forget the lessons I've learned my entire life.

Out.

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Lucky Me

When I was in high school I always dreamt of traveling the world and visiting famous peoples' graves. Who'd have thought I'd be fortunate, blessed, lucky, or whatever, to actually realize that dream?

Thanks to my folks, who took me along with them to a European vacation, I was able to visit lots of famous peoples' graves. Plus, I was able to visit the tombs of the popes in Vatican City. And I was able to see the final resting places of St. Francis of Assissi, St. Anthony of Padua, St. Catherine, and St. Lucia to name a few. That was in Italy.

In France my folks were kind enough to go with me to Pere Lachaise Cemetary. Lots of the more "conventional" famous people are buried there. I was able to see the graves of Chopin, Oscar Wilde, Sarah Bernhardt, Moliere, and Jim Morrison. Woohoo!!! The only reason I wanted to go to Pere Lachaise was Jim Morrison's grave. Yet there they were, other famous people. I was awestruck.

I am more than happy that I was able to partly fulfill one of my dreams. I just hope I can visit more graves. Some of the people I plan to visit? Manfred von Richtofen, Dimebag Darrell, Bruce Lee, Jimi Hendrix...

Here are some pictures at Pere Lachaise. Obviously photography isn't allowed in the religious burial grounds.

Here I am at Jim Morrison's Grave...


This is Chopin's final resting place.


Finally here I am at Oscar Wilde's grave.

Push

Nothing new to update. Still lazy to fix this blog up.

Work

When is work not work? When you enjoy doing it.

So does this mean that right now, I'm doing my job? Yes.

Maybe it's with my attitude. Maybe I'm the one to blame for not having fun anymore. But as of right now, 3D is shit. I feel the greatest regret that I decided to follow what I wanted and study 3D in college instead of just concentrating on taking up management or some other course that can make me lots of money. 3D just isn't it for me. I've started hating this profession of mine.

3D sucks. I've worked overtimes and sacrificed a lot of things I wanted to do because my job needed those sacrifices. And what have I gotten in return? Shit. My salary is decent. If I wanted to just have enough to pay for a place to stay and some food.

If I moved out of my parents' house my salary would just be enough to pay the rent and utilities of a SMALL STUDIO TYPE APARTMENT AND feed me. No more extra cash for whatever I want to do. I would not have enough cash left to spend for some other stuff.

Thank you, 3D. I regret choosing you as my career path because apparently at the rate I'm going I'll NEVER be able to buy my own house, much less my own car.

Out.