This is contemplation (referring to quote in the right sidebar), yes, but I shall continue. Yesterday's mind-mapping sessions with Macel, Joyce, Macri and Chesca further reinforced in me the things that I know will make me happy (and food technology isn't included in the list). Chatting with Ces on Plurk reinforced that further. So today, I planned to go to UP and finally ask about admission requirements into the Institute of Creative Writing and Department of European Languages.
The plan which never became. A disappointing event happened last night, my fault mainly (due to a lapse in judgement). I was feeling okay about it last night. This afternoon, I don't know... It was a downward spiral from then on, so I wasn't able to go out. The sight of nice accessories from online shops were what it took to make me feel a bit better. And I need to be. I need to work tonight. (And I daresay, my spirits would be very high come 8 tonight.)
Anyway, I told my mom about my going to UP while I was still in a good mood. She thought I was going to those departments to look for a job. But I'm actually intending to study further, a second course if it's possible in my current financial state. Hmm, how to tell her about it, what to tell her. I haven't been jobhunting for the past month, mainly because I don't feel like getting a job. I'm still in the 'thinking-observing-listening' phase of my near-quarter life crisis. I have yet to act out on things. I'm sure they don't see this the same way.
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