.... !_! Goodbye is the saddest word!!Thursday, June 18, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Teaching
This is my second week doing my teaching practice. I thought, I would love it. I mean slowly, the passion would grow and the flame would be wild. And I guess, I have to really reconsider my judgement. I started to dislike this career path that I am now dealing with. To pull myself out from this track seems to be the last possible thing that I could ever do. It is not even near the last resort of mine. Like it or not, I have to live in a constant denial; pretending to like the path that I dislike. Yea, tell straight to my face that this is a noble profession. Tell me also that being one would guarantee me a secure future. But, furrrrleeaseeeeeeeeeee!!!
Gosh.. Never thought that I would return to school again. I thought, the moment I stepped out from my high school year, that would indeed be the last. And now, the story is just the otherwise. What other choices do I have but to learn to be in love with this so-called dignified line of work?
Like many other numerous friends of mine who shared the same tragedy, we love the English Language but not the accompanying, attached career! (Hey.. It's TESL ok, Walter! TEACHING ENGLISH AS A SECOND LANGUAGE! TEACHING is placed as the first word just in case you have forgotten, Walter!)
When your heart is screaming and yearning for something else, for an impossible and unworkable wish, do you know how crippled would you feel? Where may I find my inspiration?
Gosh.. Never thought that I would return to school again. I thought, the moment I stepped out from my high school year, that would indeed be the last. And now, the story is just the otherwise. What other choices do I have but to learn to be in love with this so-called dignified line of work?
Like many other numerous friends of mine who shared the same tragedy, we love the English Language but not the accompanying, attached career! (Hey.. It's TESL ok, Walter! TEACHING ENGLISH AS A SECOND LANGUAGE! TEACHING is placed as the first word just in case you have forgotten, Walter!)
When your heart is screaming and yearning for something else, for an impossible and unworkable wish, do you know how crippled would you feel? Where may I find my inspiration?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Challenges
Dealing with people will never be easy. The hardest still is to deal with those who you really, really love and care about. You have to make them understand that the world is not always kind. In trying to get the message well-penetrated into their stone-like mind, one tiny mistake would definitely ruin everything. It must be done with the greatest care and absolute pre-caution.
Dealing with a heart may sometimes appear to be like dealing with life or death matter. You want to see them happy and trouble-free and yet you have to somehow interfere with their youthful and rebellious mind with words of wisdom so as to enable them to live a better life ahead. It may sound easy to tell someone what is wrong or what is right. It has never appeared as an easy task for me.
If happen that you are reading this, PLEASE, PLEASE bear it in your mind that my only intention is to get you to the right track. I love you so much that nothing in this world could ever replace that burning passion deep inside my heart to see you growing up as a flourishing somebody.
You do not have any idea how much it hurts to hear about your misconduct! How much pain has it caused! How much tears that I have shed! I hope you would listen and we do not have to go through this circle ever again. I would provide you with the entire space you need, the entire times you could do with, any amount of money, whatever it takes to make you a MAN! I hope one day you would realize that you are my PRIZED treasure! Because I AM YOU BROTHER!
Dealing with a heart may sometimes appear to be like dealing with life or death matter. You want to see them happy and trouble-free and yet you have to somehow interfere with their youthful and rebellious mind with words of wisdom so as to enable them to live a better life ahead. It may sound easy to tell someone what is wrong or what is right. It has never appeared as an easy task for me.
If happen that you are reading this, PLEASE, PLEASE bear it in your mind that my only intention is to get you to the right track. I love you so much that nothing in this world could ever replace that burning passion deep inside my heart to see you growing up as a flourishing somebody.
You do not have any idea how much it hurts to hear about your misconduct! How much pain has it caused! How much tears that I have shed! I hope you would listen and we do not have to go through this circle ever again. I would provide you with the entire space you need, the entire times you could do with, any amount of money, whatever it takes to make you a MAN! I hope one day you would realize that you are my PRIZED treasure! Because I AM YOU BROTHER!
Now, let me run miles after miles and continents after continents to look for my new inspiration to rekindle my broken heart.
Juggling
I have a hell lots of things racing in my mind. Can never stop thinking huh? I almost get myself drowned.. Sounds pretty bad huh? Actually, nothing too bad. Neither there is anything too good. Estimating my prospects, calculating my worth and reserving some thoughts to myself and damn, that's the most difficult part after all! Good day, everyone..
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Empty....
Shall I say it again!!!! I am tired of doing really nothing!!!!! It is different from you being tired of working all day long.. It is totally different. At least, you get to see the result or the end product after the sweat and your unconditional effort that you have invested. When you are unoccupied, you would be unproductive. You gain no satisfaction at all!
That's how I feel these couple of days. I am no difference from those who are bed-ridden. Feel so restless.. Waiting for nothing... Anxiously looking at the clock.. Each second is so, so, sooooooo reluctant to move to the other. My brain is dying for some kind of thinking. I need to keep moving but this waiting hold me back ruthlessly!
That's how I feel these couple of days. I am no difference from those who are bed-ridden. Feel so restless.. Waiting for nothing... Anxiously looking at the clock.. Each second is so, so, sooooooo reluctant to move to the other. My brain is dying for some kind of thinking. I need to keep moving but this waiting hold me back ruthlessly!
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