Easy Like Sunday Morning

Sunday, June 25, 2006

I'm a certified morning person. I always was. For as long as it doesn't require me from getting up earlier than 8:30 or 9:00 am, I'm all good. By the standards of people my age, 8:30 to 9:00 am is considered very early already. I like it most when I get to wake up on my own time and I get to stay a little longer in bed lying down - yung nagmumuni-muni ba (hehe). I would usually make it a point to get up on or before 10:00 am though. It may be a little surprising or weird to know that I enjoy something as ordinary or mundane as breakfasts. Yes, having breakfasts is a simple pleasure that I truly enjoy. Good coffee and the dailies are a must. I don't know why but I just find it very relaxing. I call it my chill mode. Everything seems on fast forward mode nowadays. I guess it's my way of slowing down. As cheesy as I'm going to sound, nobody seems to take the time out to relish the start of a fresh new day anymore. It's either people wake up to rush off to do their errands or they wake up really late just in time for lunch or worse, for merienda. Kanya-kanyang style siguro. For me, nothing beats starting my day easy like Sunday morning.

Deal or No Deal

Friday, June 23, 2006

Before entering into any contract, you have to think real hard. You have to be more than a hundred times sure that it's what you want, that it's what your heart desires. If the aforementioned is lacking then you better be sure that you have the balls to follow through. Contracts are no laughing matter. You have to be dead set and serious about committing yourself. Sure, other people's opinion especially those close to you, will matter but no one but you will ultimately have the final decision. No matter how hard you try, you can never please everyone anyway. It's not so much about making the popular decision. Rather, it's about making the right decision, one that you're comfortable with. And it's your life after all, not theirs.

However as expected, there are no guarantees. Hence, be always prepared for the worst case scenario. Have a PLAN B, if you will. Having the courage and patience to face and deal with whatever complications and/or consequences that may arise is crucially important. By all means, you have to stick to your guns. You have to stand by your decision. Well unless it's life changing or threatening or you seriously and truthfully can no longer take it anymore then maybe it's okay to want out. Otherwise, you have to be strong enough to hold on tightly for the long haul. It's tough to be tied down by a contract that keeps you from doing freely the things that you're more inclined to do. Worse, it limits you from moving on. From the onset, I had my doubts. I already knew that this wasn't something that I really like or will excel in for that matter. It's not something that I'd see myself happily doing repetitively day in and day out for a long period of time. I knew my limitations. Anything that's either too technical or mathematical is definitely one. I had some reservations. Not being able to enjoy myself and excel are just a couple. But still, I chose the popular decision anyway. While I may have been persuaded, I put no blame on anyone. It was I who signed the contract. It was I who consented to the whole thing. More than the obvious reasons (e.g., family's and other people's expectations, chance to train and live abroad by myself, sizeable training compensation), I took it as a challenge upon myself. I really wanted to learn and hone whatever mathematical or technical skills that I may have left hidden or undiscovered. I know it really wasn't my cup of tea but I wanted to try it out and force myself to learn and like the analytical side of things. I'm not so sure though if it's the job per se that doesn't fit me well, the company I'm working for, or maybe it's the whole corporate world that's getting into me. I mean, the job is quite interesting though but I just don't see myself growing in this company. Maybe I'm just not cut out for all this. Maybe I'm just not fit enough to climb the ladder. Honestly, I have constantly entertained the thought of calling it quits. But deep down, I know that I haven't really exhausted all my options yet. I know that there are still ways and means to make this work. And no matter how unfavorable the situation is or circumstances are, this is still something that can be dealt with accordingly. I know I can make this work if I really want to. I know that I haven't given my very best and maybe if I tried hard enough, I'd be able to pull through with flying colors. I know that eventually something good will come out of this whole experience. I may have gone through a one hell of an emotional roller coaster ride barely six months into the contract but it feels as if I've already gained so much more. I've learned a lot about the business. I've learned how to deal with different kinds of people. I've learned how to face hardships and challenges straight in the eye. Most importantly, I've learned a whole lot about myself. Now that I'm going close to a year and half into my contract, I literally feel stronger and a tad bit wiser. I know I can't quit - especially not now. And despite all the trouble and everything that has happened in the past year and a half, I'm still a-okay and I don't think there's a need for any sort of exit plan or strategy just yet. I've decided I'll take my chances. I'm not going to take the easy way out. So in the meantime though, I'm in this for better or worst for as long as I can endure. And so my answer is, no deal! (no pun intended!)

Any Day but Today?

Friday, June 16, 2006

From Grey's Anatomy, Meredith Grey: A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.

Makes total sense to me. Now, I just have to figure out a way on how to get my butt moving. I need to stop all the procrastination. Maybe it's about not wanting to get out of my so-called comfort zone. Maybe it's about not being ready. The question is, when am I going to be ready? More like, will I ever be ready? Well, we all have our reasons and/or sorry excuses why we put things off. Often, we've already made our own set of negative assumptions and conclusions before even trying. If things don't work out, so they say experience is the best teacher. Fears and hesitations aside, it's all about giving your one best shot. Only then will you truly know. Only then will you ever know.

The Week That Was

Friday, June 09, 2006

This week has been relatively good at work. This week was like a fresh of breath air to me. I literally breeze through this one. It's not because something or anything big happened. It's just that the work load seemed surprisingly lighter and easier to handle and to top it all of, my boss took a week long worth of vacation leave. Needless to say, I got to go home no later than 7pm for the entire week. I have nothing against my boss. She's nice and all that. It's just that I don't really like working late - that's all. I mean, do I really have to put in more hours just because my boss prefers to work long and late hours? By the time the clock ticks 7pm, I start to lag. My mind starts to wander elsewhere. My energy level starts to drop. I honestly think I'm more prone to making mistakes caused by fatigue and irritation. In short, I'm no longer a happy camper. I really think that going home on my own time is so much healthier. Actually, all my ranting, whining and complaining has been kept to a minimum for the entire week. I'll do away with all that though. Well, eventually. I also noticed that I feel more re-energized and upbeat to go to work the following day. So the week that was was such a refresher minus the usual stress and pressure and yeah, minus my boss. I wish I could have more weeks like this one.