Back again June 19, 2009
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Netopia, Vega, LB – Here I am in a public Internet shop again, after more than a year since Smartbro came into my life, writing on this site and uploading pictures on another site. Reason: I have to give in to a family pressure to post the pictures of our post-summer “gimmick” last weekend via my new and first-ever digicam.
Anyway, I began to discover blogging and cyber life through this Internet shop. So it’s like a reunion of sorts. But it’s different to do online writing right at the confines of your own physical space. There’s no built-in pressure. Here, I’m doing the act because I must do something while waiting for the uploads to finish. The speed is more manageable than the Net connection at home, but it still leaves much to be desired.
Anyway, my FS blog I closed and my entries there I imported and uploaded on this site sans the pictures accompanying the texts though. Better than losing the texts altogether. There’s another blogsite I keep at Multiply. I write differently there. More of the spur-of-the-moment type of writing. And it’s meant for fewer readers.
First Sem. This semester ushered in with a promise of work and and a host of responsibilities. I have 2 undergrad teaching assignments and 1 graduate class. And as a student, I have one graduate class to attend at UPD-CMC. It is always a full week. I must wake up at 6 a.m., report to work by 8 a.m., go home from school the earliest at 7 p.m., and sleep by 1 a.m. I don’t want to elaborate.
Yet I enjoy the stress and gain strength from the thought that a full life is worth living.
Hot! April 17, 2009
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Fiery. Agonizing. Hot!
But now it’s raining. Stench from earth arose from the pavement. It’s still humid and hot. I don’t feel so well even after a late-morning visit to my fave spa-massage place. Couldn’t help but trace the source of all these stress: work!
By an unexpected turn of events, I saw myself going back to the classroom again the week that was. A writing class was assigned to me this summer. 5-7 p.m. Every day.
Tired from whole-day office work, this summer teaching load comes like a breather. Yes, no matter what, I am a teacher. And the classroom is my refuge. End of the day, despite the boiling temperature, there I am cool and complete.
Less talk, More visuals December 3, 2008
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It was raining the whole day. So good to sleep at home. But there I was at the office, whiling the time away, sipping coffee, attending to a myriad of works that beg for my attention.
A welcome respite came mid-morning. A sweet surprise arrived in the form of a Christmas-tree gift box containing a sweety bunch of chocolate-coated biscuits meant as kris-kringle gift for this week. Nice! It brightened my dull, boring morning. The box now sits on my desk as a Christmas decor no less!
Waiting for 5.30 p.m. after office hours is also a test of patience for me. I’m all alone in my room. Browsing Smart Writing. Preparing for my sole writing class this semester. The office gets colder. Silence deafening. I can hear my mind talking.
These make me pause… and love life more November 17, 2008
Posted by bobbetrevilla in Angst, Family, Here and Now, Musings, Work Life.Tags: introspection, joyful season
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There are moments when you feel like the world is so kind: life stops to give you a better view of what really matters–a great time with the family, words of encouragement from friends, inspirations from people you least expect are capable of making you happy, support you get from co-workers who welcome you in a place they’ve grown so familiar with, simple moment of introspection you get by merely looking at lights one Sunday night.
They compensate for our little troubles in life. One moment we forget about the malfunctioning operations of Friendster [and discover the joy of Multiply, hehe]… unkind [silent] treatment from people we grew to respect and accept as part of our pains in the neck [life wouldn't be the same without them, mind you]… waking up early and sleeping less and less [but still finding the time to take two-hour nap during unlikely opportunities]… learning things the hard [sometimes slow] way.
But both of which [the joy and trouble of living] make life worth pursuing. We wake up in the morning with the thought that regardless, there are more inspiring people than otherwise, more time to read [despite work], and write our own memoir [looking at our varied roles as works in progress]… filling out spaces we know are there to make us strive and become persons our better selves deserve.
Yeah, this is a nice prelude to Christmas: that perfect moment when everything you can see seems to transform into the “true, good, and beautiful.” The child in me yearns for it, aching hard to write more about it. I’ll do every moment I could. Let this be the start of feel-good writing [on the side senti musing|mushy trip down the memory lane] recognizing the joy, spirit, and angst of this Season. Expect more. I’ll give all.
A vicious cycle November 4, 2008
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Almost sleeping time. You know my new work routine compels me to sleep a little earlier than the usual. Sort of a sacrifice for me. I’m almost drowsy. I don’t have work to bring home this time. None yet. But I really lack sleep. Zzzzz.
I enjoy my second-sem life. At least this early part. Fewer teaching load. More time to ruminate on things (and probably court creativity|stare him early in the eye). But I have, as a price for it, stay practically the whole day in my new office. And there create, write, plan, stare sometimes on the blank wall [hehehe!] to court my muse or while the time away. When was the last time I did serious office work? I could remember: eight years ago!
Sometimes sleep comes in the wee hours of the afternoon, but I have to sit still and work. The blue sofa there invites, is an inviting presence. Unexpected visitors come and I forget sleep, get entertained by the folks, and the time drags on, moves, and continues to row. This is office work. I remember PCARRD and CHED-UPLB Zonal Research Center. I couldn’t help it. It’s a vicious cycle. An intersperse of research-academe-research-academe. I’ve come full circle.
