So don't bother asking why I felt the need to make a new blog.
But welcome! I hope you won't discontinue reading my stuff. I appreciate it.
This past weekend had been mentally stressful for me. I had to undergo a lot of thinking concerning my future. Remember the time when elders would ask you, as a kid, "what do you want to be when you grow up?", I honestly can't remember any answer that I might have given to that question. But I could easily point out that I once dreamt of being a flight attendant, a dentist, a police woman, and a nun...yes, a nun. However, it is certain, that I thought of those professions insincerely, I was 5 for crying out loud. But when I look back, I want to blame myself for not taking the years ahead so damn seriously.
I could have said, "I want to be a doctor!" and stick by it, and if I had, then I could most likely be dorming right now in a prestigious med school in Austin. I could have been a productive young adult. But I'm currently not that. I'm a bum, no more, no less.
I talked to my Mama about this, and I straight-forwardly told her what bothers me. When asked, she basically replied, "do whatever you want...at suportahan ta ka". Eh, the instant nod you get from a supportive mother. In the past though, she would endlessly convince me to be a pediactric nurse, like her, because she knows I love kids, and I want a really good pay. But as much as I want to earn largely, I'm afraid I might not be able to stand its duties. I've told her about it, hence her undisturbed response. But she was slightly surprised by my follow-up, "Ma, gusto ko mag-scrubs e. Anything computer/machine-related?", she then narrated jobs that I would possibly love to do. I'm a techy, so this will eventually work. Besides, who does complain when an enormous amount cashes in every two weeks. But in her words, I regain confusion. "No matter how high or low your wage is, it wouldn't matter as long as you enjoy what you do." I am still torn between the theories of wants and needs, but with God's blessing, hopefully I can immediately decide on my future.
Another random story...
I was watching Best Damn Sports Show Period last night, and Raja Bell was on. Mama suddenly cut in and uttered, "Sino yan, ang gwapo?" (who's that, he's cute). And I was like, "what?", well, I don't dislike the guy, he's a former Maverick, he's OK. But I never really thought of him as attractive until last night. It's funny because Mama would praise the guy's beautiful teeth and complexion, repeatedly, pretty much like a fangirl. But I'll tell you what, I was blown away by the way he dressed up. Very Carding! Uyy, may kinikilig diyan, haha! But I now find him cute. Still, not my type, but I wonder no more over Laureen's obsession, hehe.
I have to see Superman and The Devil Wears Prada. I missed The Lake House, but I will still try. Sometimes, being a bum, is quite a wondrous thing. *grins* Happy week ahead!