I just felt the itch of visiting Don Bosco Mandaluyong's college commencement exercises tomorrow. This event made me picture myself two years ago: waiting for my cellular phone to play its ringtone and read the message that our system is really capable of its purpose. Leafing through the documentation of my thesis, "Design of a Short Messaging Gateway Technology to Control and Monitor Computer Services with Alert Dissemination and Services Management" is a strange experience: it validates my existence as an IT-professional wannabe in the past. And I wasn't just a normal student then: I aced all my exams and academe requirements and managed to graduate with honors while keeping my post as one of the editors in our student publication.
Two years after, I'm a struggling filmmaker and writer. Picture the image of my parents screaming in pure distress: please do the right thing, plunge in the corporate world and start earning real money. In this waned world where I already gave up a lot of things, even the (dis)comforts of a four-cornered office, giving up something that I already gave up may mean the oddest action now, but I'm keeping my decision. I've already given up a lot of things that giving up my last straw is like stopping myself to live the human life. This isn't a matter of pride. It's a matter of proving to the world that I can live the way I want to picture myself. I can do this, just believe me. I'm trying. I'm really really trying.
Two years after, I'm a struggling filmmaker and writer. Picture the image of my parents screaming in pure distress: please do the right thing, plunge in the corporate world and start earning real money. In this waned world where I already gave up a lot of things, even the (dis)comforts of a four-cornered office, giving up something that I already gave up may mean the oddest action now, but I'm keeping my decision. I've already given up a lot of things that giving up my last straw is like stopping myself to live the human life. This isn't a matter of pride. It's a matter of proving to the world that I can live the way I want to picture myself. I can do this, just believe me. I'm trying. I'm really really trying.
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Speaking of graduation, 15 will graduate Summa Cum Laude in UP Diliman. Back in my college years, I dreamt of graduating with the title. When I entered junior college, I've forgotten about that dream, though I still managed to maintain my grade to at least put my name in the Honors List. Here I go again, I'm here talking to myself, "I could have done better."
I still have film grad school to think about. But I'm in this point of my life that expressing myself through my chosen craft is much important that I can't care about my grades that much (I'm happy as long as it isn't lower than 2.0 ... our maintaining GWA).
Congratulations to Batch 2008!
I still have film grad school to think about. But I'm in this point of my life that expressing myself through my chosen craft is much important that I can't care about my grades that much (I'm happy as long as it isn't lower than 2.0 ... our maintaining GWA).
Congratulations to Batch 2008!
posted by David at 4:59 PM
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