Back online

It’s good to be back online.

In late February I was laid off, and you know how that goes. You don’t earn, you have to cut back on many things. Internet access was way down the priority list.

I was jobless for a couple of weeks, until I found a small call center near SM Megamall. I had a good stay there-the people were very nice and the management treated me well. But in July, I was alerted that there was an opening in a public high school in Quezon City.  I appreciate what the company had done for me, and it was hard to leave them, but I have been in the contact center industry for five and a half years. I have been licensed to teach since last year, but did not get assigned to any school in the district I applied for. Now that I was given the chance to teach, I was not going to pass it up.

Two and a half months on, I still can’t believe my luck. I love what I do, and I would not trade it for what I used to have.

On Friday, I got my first salary, and now I’m back online.

Here’s hoping I’ll have more posts this time.

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The tree does not grow far from the fruit.

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How to solve a problem like writer’s block

Sometimes ideas roll as easily and as quickly as miraculously possible, but there are times when genius does not merely take a break. It seems like it has packed its bags and gone to the beach. You wail and you tear your hair out; you gnash your teeth and you gouge your eyes. Before you know it, your cat’s outline is imprinted on the wall.  You know it when it strikes you: it is a paralysis that will nag you until you see the page marked by drops of blood from your forehead.

How do you solve a problem like Writer’s Block?

Most people have a schedule to follow, and if you are one of them, it is better to break the routine. You write in the morning? Don’t go to your computer the minute you wake up, and don’t turn the television on as you take your first immaculate coffee sip. First thing you do is turn on the radio. Listen to some songs. If they are great, then they should inspire you. If what they are playing is the worst pop song imaginable, then your revulsion should feed you material, or the force that you will need to generate material.

Do your writing differently. How about writing longhand this time, with pen and paper, while standing? How about writing with an apron on? The funny feeling might help.

Do something you enjoy. Cross-stitching? Yes. Painting? Check. Jogging? Go.  Invite your friend to play chess, or go out to play tennis. Sudoku should get your neurons working if that’s your thing. Go over your stamp collection, or take your toys out of the shelf.

Talk. To a friend. Or a neighbor- anyone you know. Everybody has a story to tell, and one of theirs might be the gold you didn’t know your mind was looking for.

Or write. Freely. Without parameters, you might just be surprised to see what you have to tell yourself.

Take it from me: I didn’t know what to write about before I sat down to write this. See what works for you and your writing.

First published in essaywarriors.com on Aug. 25, 2009

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Not by looks alone

I have to be rich and famous. Man cannot live by looks alone.

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Entitlement

Everybody is entitled to my opinion.

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Greek god

I was raised by myself to believe I am a Greek god. But I could settle for demigod.

 

Achilles vs. Hector

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Different yardsticks

“I wish you asked me if I wanted to be part of those dreams of yours….”

I had been fortunate to land my first job with an international credit card company. Being in a call center afforded me access to the good life. I learned the importance of having fun while handling your finances well.

I had transferred to a contact center which handles a large publishing group, through which I was able to indulge my journalistic endeavors.

Later, for a short while, I had been with a call center which handles flights- enabling my interest in geography and history, and my travel dreams for the future.

So far I have been lucky in finding employers that suit my wants and needs- which is more than I can say for many people I know.

It is hard to find a job that you like, or one that pays well, but I have managed to find both each time I looked for work. They were people I liked to be with, a workplace where my pursuits were nourished.

So please do not feel pity for me.

I might not have your car, your coffee or your bagels, but I love going to work. I’m happy where I am, where I’ve been and where I’m going, and while I do not wish to tempt the fates, I can say it is bliss so pure, you’d find yourself slack-jawed to believe it.

I haven’t had as many responsibilities as you have always had, and I do not envy you for it. I have never aimed to be a team leader- and that’s okay- because I am selfish enough to be such a rogue. True, I was egged on to apply to be a trainer at one point, and I did give it some consideration, but I was responsible enough to pass up the chance, being a working student at the time.

I have a fiancee who has been supportive in many ways, and I support her too.

I have used my money to furnish my lifelong dream and- Do you still have one dream you can work on?

So while I may not look like your definition of success- I feel like I am.

I am.

 

Originally published in papermills.blogspot.com on December 8, 2010.

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