Yep, I am shouting to the whole wide world err web, na ang dami kong alam na gawin. That’s it, alam lang at hindi magaling. Sometimes I am start questioning myself kung ano ba talaga ang kakayahan ko at saan ba talaga ako mag-e-excel. When I was in elementary, they knew that I have golden hands, I can paint, I can draw really well, etc. Kasi naman wala naman talaga sa mga classmates ko na okay mag-draw, so nangingibabaw talaga ang kaartehan ko.
So there goes highschool, more competitors, more magaling than I am in drawing and everything. Then I bumped into photography, never thought that I can point and shoot. Yebah! Pero, nakaka-stress pala kaya shift gear na ulit ako hanggang makapag-graphics at lay-out design sa college. P*nyeta, arts talaga ang ‘forte’ ko kuno. So bakit ako process engineer ngayon at may degree ng chemical engineering? I don’t know either.
Maybe because it’s my secret agenda to be labeled as one of those academically-inclined artists that are taking competitive programs like engineering; Honestly, I just don’t want to be remembered as the chinita girl with pink lips or should I say with weird hand exercises (gee, you should meet me so I can show you my uber pinagmamalaking talent). Alam mo yun, medyo may yabang kaunti na magaling na sa arts, ok pa ang course.
Tae, thinking time ulit kung ano ba talaga ang trip kong career path. Siempre, may mga secret dreams pa rin ako, na gusto ko sanang i-mention kaso kakahiya eh. Harhar. So, next time na lang at naumpog ang ulo at isulat ko. Pero lately, the more I reflect about my inclination to arts, the people I meet, the new things I am learning, nalaman ko that I cannot be labeled as a ‘good’ artist, still one of those malditang babae and every-now-and-then the neurotic/paranoid/weirdong anna. Langya talaga.
I can be better. SIguro kapag 40 years old na ako. Anyway, I can cook nga pala. Kuya Brian and Kuya Eric nagtae when I cooked beef with oyster sauce. Ako na naman?! Medyo nadala na ako magluto kasi nga napapraning ako na baka may magtae na naman. Then all fingers will be pointing at me. *singhot*
Iniisip ko master ko lang matulog kahit saan at any given time. Hindi ko alam kung talent iyon, o epekto ng pagiging lousy ko. Others think I am boring pero weirdo lang daw ayon sa mga nakakakilala. My tastes are peculiar, out-of-the-ordinary and beyond normal. Shocks, seems like a baliw definition for me.
So there goes highschool, more competitors, more magaling than I am in drawing and everything. Then I bumped into photography, never thought that I can point and shoot. Yebah! Pero, nakaka-stress pala kaya shift gear na ulit ako hanggang makapag-graphics at lay-out design sa college. P*nyeta, arts talaga ang ‘forte’ ko kuno. So bakit ako process engineer ngayon at may degree ng chemical engineering? I don’t know either.
Maybe because it’s my secret agenda to be labeled as one of those academically-inclined artists that are taking competitive programs like engineering; Honestly, I just don’t want to be remembered as the chinita girl with pink lips or should I say with weird hand exercises (gee, you should meet me so I can show you my uber pinagmamalaking talent). Alam mo yun, medyo may yabang kaunti na magaling na sa arts, ok pa ang course.
Tae, thinking time ulit kung ano ba talaga ang trip kong career path. Siempre, may mga secret dreams pa rin ako, na gusto ko sanang i-mention kaso kakahiya eh. Harhar. So, next time na lang at naumpog ang ulo at isulat ko. Pero lately, the more I reflect about my inclination to arts, the people I meet, the new things I am learning, nalaman ko that I cannot be labeled as a ‘good’ artist, still one of those malditang babae and every-now-and-then the neurotic/paranoid/weirdong anna. Langya talaga.
I can be better. SIguro kapag 40 years old na ako. Anyway, I can cook nga pala. Kuya Brian and Kuya Eric nagtae when I cooked beef with oyster sauce. Ako na naman?! Medyo nadala na ako magluto kasi nga napapraning ako na baka may magtae na naman. Then all fingers will be pointing at me. *singhot*
Iniisip ko master ko lang matulog kahit saan at any given time. Hindi ko alam kung talent iyon, o epekto ng pagiging lousy ko. Others think I am boring pero weirdo lang daw ayon sa mga nakakakilala. My tastes are peculiar, out-of-the-ordinary and beyond normal. Shocks, seems like a baliw definition for me.
Ang motto ko ngayon, ‘wala na akong pakialam sa sasabihin ng iba, eh ano kung praning?! Kayo ba nagpapakain sa akin?!’ The more I keep on repeating that pambansang cliché, I am starting to feel good and Paolo Nutini’s Loving you instantly popped-up on my ears. Yebah!
