I was on my now daily routine at Slimmer's Gym, Binondo this morning when Aku Lyndon called. I was, in fact, towards the end of may daily exercises, my mind was preoccupied with a variety of things. I was waiting for a friend to come, though she never quite did, and the news on CNN was revolving around the marking of the first 100 days in office of Obama, a man whose news always interests me. So I was undisturbed by the call, and only until later, when I had passed on the call to my mother was I able to talk to him.
You see, it has always been a general plan of action that I'd go to the United States to further my studies one day. In fact, that had been the general plan of action for quite some time, ever since I had just ended my stay in Saint Jude High School. Not that it ever actually led anywhere, mind you. And there were scattered talks with my Aku Lyndon and Ee Olive about it, but they were always on the rare occasion. It never really completely registered.
But one day, in the office of Indigo, where I am currently undergoing OJT (and where I am currently typing this as of the moment), I managed to research, at the behest of my Ee Olive, the top U.S. schools in terms of Environmental Engineering.
That wasn't for me, of course. It's for my cousin, Jian, with whom Ee Olive seems determined not to waste the opportunity. She plans on sending him to the states, and for some time the the ideas was that I'd be with him to do my own studies. It's a win-win situation, really. He gets to study his bachelor's degree there, and I my master's.
I found that Berkley seemed to be the top choice in Environmental Engineering, and what more it was in California, the state I had always thought to be my most likely choice. This was a good sign, and I was excited. I immediately sent the details to Ee Olive, who as my mother later on informed me was thrilled with my suggestion.
I also looked up universities for myself, and found myself torn between The Academy of Arts in San Francisco and Calarts in Los Angeles County, both of which is in California (although The Academy is much closer to Berkley).
The Academy seems the more obvious choice, it's bigger and seems more talked about. But Calarts seems to have some mighty fine alumni that includes Tim Burton and even John Lasseter (Pixar director). What more it was on an actual campus. Truthfully, I've always wanted to study in a sprawling university campus. I just wanted that feeling of being in a wide area filled with trees and aging buildings that always had an aura of importance and knowledge. The feeling alone would be indescribable. But being in La Salle I was deprived of such an experience, and should I choose the Academy, which is basically a slew of buildings within the city proper, I would yet miss my opportunity, probably the last one.
Still, back to that phone call. It was Aku Lyndon, inquiring on the location of The Academy. After telling him, he seemed very pleased by the fact. At first he seemed skeptical that it was situated within the city, but after a while he admitted that he had wanted to buy a small property there but never had a good reason to, that was until now.
It was only then, I suppose, that the reality of the situation truly hit me, hard. I only had a year left in La Salle, a year left in life here. I had always, as a child, dreamed of the things I'd do as an adult, I was even impatient. But now that I am thithering on the edge of it, I find myself unsure and even nostalgic. All of a sudden I don't want change, I don't want progress. I would not normally mind, but I know that whatever happens, should I go to the States, things will never be the same again. And should I come back, things will be remarkably different. My current life will die out, and a new, uncertain one will take over and that scares the hell out of me.
I've thought of this before, of course. Ever since I suspected I might end up abroad the thought crossed my mind from time to time. I always quickly dismissed it, it was, after all, not a sure thing. But now it seems it might very well happen. That is both exciting and worrying.
So now I'll research some more on the schools, I'm a bit pumped up and excited. But there's still that nagging voice at the back of my head that tells me I have to be scared. And I am scared, I'm scared like hell. But it's life, you have to move on even if you don't want to. And that fact haunts me to sleep every night.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Firs post (written 4.20.09)
Went on a movie marathon the last few days. First watched 17 AGain with college barkada (pics lined up below as compliments of an ever photo-happy Denise). It was pleasantly better than expected, the movie I mean, not Denise. Doesn't make it good though, just not as bad as I thought it'd be. Went on a shopping spree, got some nice clothes and a wicked Joker shirt. Also, it's my first purple shirt. Yipee. Wore one of em, a blue one, as is seen in the pics.
Watched Marley and Me later that night, surprisingly I nearly cried. Am a dog person at heart, really. Next morning went to mass, wore a browns shirt i got the day before, it's probably the best of the ones I got. Went to MOA after that. Forgot how much I missed that place. Watched Crank, mindless fun though a bit tedious now.
Also got Fables 2 and 3! Am incredibly happy with that find. Got Daddy a Phiten, wondering what to get Mommy for Mother's DAy next month. Wondering when Mother's Day is. Wondering what to get her for her birthday, also next month. Wondering what day her birthday is.
Finally, today, went on first day as OJT at Indigio Entertainment. Their website here. It was alright I suppose, though I wanted more. JAmes, the pres, didn't know wat to do with me, apparantly they're still decidng upto now what to torture me with for a month. So I played assistant to the animators, always a tedious work since I havta edit images frame by frame. One of the things I hate most bout animationa dn what turns me off is how you have to be intricate in each frame. It's alright at first, but considering the hudnreds of stuff u need to work on, it kind of ruins the creative fun of it all. I hope tomorrow will be better, but I doubt it. James still won't decide on my work until Wednesday, though he did say that more or less I'll be working with this thing.
So am at home now. Very tired. Once again, I think a bit on how unfulfilled life is, and also how ambitious I seem to be these days. I keep picturing myself owning a big animation company but event these days I find it so hard to lift a finger to do anything to prove myself that future is possible. I'm lazy as hell now for OJT, and I hav to admit that I am constantly thinking twice about my decision to run for Art Editor of Lasallian now that I'm it. I dunno, I guess its a early mid-life crisis for me. Some part of me remembers a few years ago, how happy I was as a child, how care-free everythig was. Life kind of went to hell at high school, as did social life. These days I feel as if some part of me doesnt want me to give up an easy life, a life as a student and not an employee. The life of a person with not a care in the world. I envy Dota players sometimes, they don't give a damn. I keep trying to push myself buy my mind keeps pushing back, keeps telling me to just take it easy.
Can't take it easy, even if I wanted to. Life is hard, cruel, like a man strangling you with barbed wire while raping you with half a baseball bat (regardless of your actualy sex). You scream into night, yet it's like you can't hear it. So you want that part in your memory where everything was quiet.
I know everyone is scared of dying, but if there's one bright side is that you don't worry bout nothing when it happens. Two sides 'suppose.
In a way I want to become the epitome of succes. And yet just as big a part of me doesn't want me to grow up just yet. Overcoming that has been... a challenge.
Anyway, that's it for now. Very tired. Want to play a game or two. Maybe Ceville or Dawn of War 2. QWERTY. Yowza!
Cheers guys!
Kevin
Watched Marley and Me later that night, surprisingly I nearly cried. Am a dog person at heart, really. Next morning went to mass, wore a browns shirt i got the day before, it's probably the best of the ones I got. Went to MOA after that. Forgot how much I missed that place. Watched Crank, mindless fun though a bit tedious now.
Also got Fables 2 and 3! Am incredibly happy with that find. Got Daddy a Phiten, wondering what to get Mommy for Mother's DAy next month. Wondering when Mother's Day is. Wondering what to get her for her birthday, also next month. Wondering what day her birthday is.
Finally, today, went on first day as OJT at Indigio Entertainment. Their website here. It was alright I suppose, though I wanted more. JAmes, the pres, didn't know wat to do with me, apparantly they're still decidng upto now what to torture me with for a month. So I played assistant to the animators, always a tedious work since I havta edit images frame by frame. One of the things I hate most bout animationa dn what turns me off is how you have to be intricate in each frame. It's alright at first, but considering the hudnreds of stuff u need to work on, it kind of ruins the creative fun of it all. I hope tomorrow will be better, but I doubt it. James still won't decide on my work until Wednesday, though he did say that more or less I'll be working with this thing.
So am at home now. Very tired. Once again, I think a bit on how unfulfilled life is, and also how ambitious I seem to be these days. I keep picturing myself owning a big animation company but event these days I find it so hard to lift a finger to do anything to prove myself that future is possible. I'm lazy as hell now for OJT, and I hav to admit that I am constantly thinking twice about my decision to run for Art Editor of Lasallian now that I'm it. I dunno, I guess its a early mid-life crisis for me. Some part of me remembers a few years ago, how happy I was as a child, how care-free everythig was. Life kind of went to hell at high school, as did social life. These days I feel as if some part of me doesnt want me to give up an easy life, a life as a student and not an employee. The life of a person with not a care in the world. I envy Dota players sometimes, they don't give a damn. I keep trying to push myself buy my mind keeps pushing back, keeps telling me to just take it easy.
Can't take it easy, even if I wanted to. Life is hard, cruel, like a man strangling you with barbed wire while raping you with half a baseball bat (regardless of your actualy sex). You scream into night, yet it's like you can't hear it. So you want that part in your memory where everything was quiet.
I know everyone is scared of dying, but if there's one bright side is that you don't worry bout nothing when it happens. Two sides 'suppose.
In a way I want to become the epitome of succes. And yet just as big a part of me doesn't want me to grow up just yet. Overcoming that has been... a challenge.
Anyway, that's it for now. Very tired. Want to play a game or two. Maybe Ceville or Dawn of War 2. QWERTY. Yowza!
Cheers guys!
Kevin
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