Time surely flies so fast. It has been a year since I gloriously graduated from college but it seems like forever. Quite confidently, I have a reassuring feeling that I have achieved far more than what I usually credit myself for. The past year has been a whirlwind of firsts and ... and lasts.
Professionally, it is without a doubt to myself that I had a monumental leap of knowledge and experience in this aspect after being luckily fished out from the lackluster sea of underrated graduating class and was varnished to become a corporate intellectual barbie, taking on top level corporate matters and exchanging cheeks with some of the moguls in the business. I always have this high regard and unclenching interest for the "business" industry, in the big circle of corporations, magnates and conglomerates. In a short span of one year, I could be well competent and confident. But it is not done without the pains of firsts and the inevitable torment of learning curve. For a year, I was also exhausted.
To compound that, just before the previous year closed, I was in my impossible sulking and irredeemable depressive state when my former lover suddenly disposed of me when our ship sailed roughly. But quite frankly, after two months or so I was already getting back in the business and I could not let my misplaced grudges ruin the following new year optimistically grinning as it welcomed me. I was "free" once again and I celebrated on the idea that I would never have to look after anyone but myself, and not set myself according to someone's expectations and relievedly, saved me from adjusting and coping to one's inability to mature and tuck his balls until they can fully develop. I honestly realized it was very distressing of a life I never want to experience again or at least in the most time possible.
People change. I dwelled on this predilection. I have tried things I've never done before. Things way out of my preferences and.. standards, personally or ethically. I have been told by my emancipated girlfriends that I'm starting to live a life of my own and have become a little less righteous and irresponsible than what I'd used to be. Being some sort of oblivious to what is right and wrong gives you more tendency to be happy and be crazy. I was less uptight with vices and dating that I find any new thing or experience very challenging that I'd always dived in with not much thinking. Sometimes you just gotta do it without too much thinking. You'd realized afterwards that it's not so bad after all.
A more staggering lesson I learned is the art and pleasure of being alone (which btw I'm gonna write about in detail in my next post), discovering other things that can make you happy even in your solemnity. I find being alone very glorious and satisfactory, just what I really needed. Eating alone makes you appreciate the food more. Remember Liz from Eat, Pray, Love? That's exactly how I felt. Of course, the pleasure of having the time to read books! I've been overindulged with reading every book I didn't find time to read back then. I would finish at least 3-4 books in 2-3 weeks. And most especially, meeting a lot of people--something I'm very good at. I went out with different groups of people and expanded my network of social relations to people double my age. It was a wholly different maturing experience; something I'd always told my peers.
2012 was a bit challenging, probably more taxing than 2011. This year, I was making the biggest decisions in my life that involved not only my professional endeavor but also my academic goals with a mix of excitement and drama on the part of my social life. My life has been like walking in haywire stumbling to get to the other side. Decisions pained me and I struggled with them. I made big sacrifices and colossal changes to improve myself to a level I've never done before. I went to unknown places and raised my adventures up to a notch. I felt like a mass of clouds drifting in the endless stretch of the sky, exhausted and renewed at the same time.
Guess, I'm on a blabber right now. I'll try to be more coherent on my next posts.
Time surely flies so fast. It has been a year since I gloriously graduated from college but it seems like forever. Quite confidently, I have a reassuring feeling that I have achieved far more than what I usually credit myself for. The past year has been a whirlwind of firsts and ... and lasts.
Professionally, it is without a doubt to myself that I had a monumental leap of knowledge and experience in this aspect after being luckily fished out from the lackluster sea of underrated graduating class and was varnished to become a corporate intellectual barbie, taking on top level corporate matters and exchanging cheeks with some of the moguls in the business. I always have this high regard and unclenching interest for the "business" industry, in the big circle of corporations, magnates and conglomerates. In a short span of one year, I could be well competent and confident. But it is not done without the pains of firsts and the inevitable torment of learning curve. For a year, I was also exhausted.
To compound that, just before the previous year closed, I was in my impossible sulking and irredeemable depressive state when my former lover suddenly disposed of me when our ship sailed roughly. But quite frankly, after two months or so I was already getting back in the business and I could not let my misplaced grudges ruin the following new year optimistically grinning as it welcomed me. I was "free" once again and I celebrated on the idea that I would never have to look after anyone but myself, and not set myself according to someone's expectations and relievedly, saved me from adjusting and coping to one's inability to mature and tuck his balls until they can fully develop. I honestly realized it was very distressing of a life I never want to experience again or at least in the most time possible.
People change. I dwelled on this predilection. I have tried things I've never done before. Things way out of my preferences and.. standards, personally or ethically. I have been told by my emancipated girlfriends that I'm starting to live a life of my own and have become a little less righteous and irresponsible than what I'd used to be. Being some sort of oblivious to what is right and wrong gives you more tendency to be happy and be crazy. I was less uptight with vices and dating that I find any new thing or experience very challenging that I'd always dived in with not much thinking. Sometimes you just gotta do it without too much thinking. You'd realized afterwards that it's not so bad after all.
A more staggering lesson I learned is the art and pleasure of being alone (which btw I'm gonna write about in detail in my next post), discovering other things that can make you happy even in your solemnity. I find being alone very glorious and satisfactory, just what I really needed. Eating alone makes you appreciate the food more. Remember Liz from Eat, Pray, Love? That's exactly how I felt. Of course, the pleasure of having the time to read books! I've been overindulged with reading every book I didn't find time to read back then. I would finish at least 3-4 books in 2-3 weeks. And most especially, meeting a lot of people--something I'm very good at. I went out with different groups of people and expanded my network of social relations to people double my age. It was a wholly different maturing experience; something I'd always told my peers.
2012 was a bit challenging, probably more taxing than 2011. This year, I was making the biggest decisions in my life that involved not only my professional endeavor but also my academic goals with a mix of excitement and drama on the part of my social life. My life has been like walking in haywire stumbling to get to the other side. Decisions pained me and I struggled with them. I made big sacrifices and colossal changes to improve myself to a level I've never done before. I went to unknown places and raised my adventures up to a notch. I felt like a mass of clouds drifting in the endless stretch of the sky, exhausted and renewed at the same time.
Guess, I'm on a blabber right now. I'll try to be more coherent on my next posts.
I'm Gixx. I started this blog two years ago when I tried to go about my insanity through documenting my musings in the night. I am now 21, graduate, again studying in law school, and I am still floating and fleeting from my existence and unconventional personality and way of living.
I maintain at least five websites but this is where I write about anything random. I read a lot of books. I love travel and I'm a sucker for zeal and wisdom.
I like to take risks. And that's where I learn. Then I write.
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