My Heart Went Loop-de-loop

All this shit about the job fair has made me reflect on what the hell I want to do with the rest of my life. I’ve been given two and a half extra years of school in a new course that is not exactly auto-hire and not in demand. I’m fine with that, never really wanted to work for a corporation anyway.

But I do have dreams of supporting a wife and kids. I want to make sure that they live a life as comfortable as the one I am currently blessed with. What man would want otherwise?

Photography is so far off from my old course in psychology, so do my three years in Ateneo void itself? I don’t choose to think so. More than the lessons I learned, I picked up a work ethic that is Atenean no matter where I am. Settling for the margin died when I completed my freshman year there, my high school “get the minimum passing” did not cut it so I had to cut it from my system. I believe I was instilled with great values some unique to my La Sallian upbringing and my Atenean endeavors.

I’ve been an “art student” (I will never consider myself an art student though) for only a few months so questions have been raised. Is the industry in a position that will need me? I hate it that some of my teachers sugar coat that we don’t have a competitive edge in hiring. But to that I say fuck off. Why do I need the corporate stamp of approval? I bet I can round up several entry-level employees in some companies and outperform them right now.

Then again, that’s all my speculation. There is a reason why they were hired and I am here blogging about this.

I’ll be honest, I had no idea what I would have done with a degree in Psychology. I can’t be a doctor, I didn’t go for a track in Law, I can’t council people and I sure as hell did not want to be a researcher. And that was when the plan was for me to graduate this year. My plan now is to eventually get into advertising. But I have no business sense and a few Marketing courses could’ve helped. My goal is to one day shoot for covers of magazines and billboards for EDSA. I want a fucking job that let’s me do what I do and get paid for it. A purely desk job was never in the picture, things would not end well.

I want to build a life for myself. My family is HELLA very comfortable but we don’t do  ”inheritance”. The legacy that I would probably get is the family restaurant, to be shared with my sister and cousins. A job that gives you crazy cash flow could help build that life. The thing is, I don’t want to be rich if it means that it was what dictated me. I’ve seen first-hand how money sort of broke a family, not because they lacked it, but because it became the center of the father’s life.

I want to be like my dad. He lives simply. Earns money but has his family at the top of his list.

It’s my duty as a student, and more importantly, as a man to get my shit together and figure how to achieve these things I set out to accomplish.