Quarter Life Musings

The new Pope just had to pick Benedict XVI as his name.. and now Chie has started an epidemic! She had been racking her brains for the correct lyrics of the songs we Kulasas used to sing, and now she’s got our batchmates reminiscing the good old grade school and high school days… Can’t believe it will be 10 years since we graduated! And here I am, jobless haha! Bianca said that this may also be a sign that a teaching job at St. Scho may just be a cure for my inability to stay put in one job. Hmm… depends on the circumstances.

I wonder if we’ll have a reunion anytime soon? It will be so much fun to see how different my classmates look like now. As for me, nothing has changed much, still the same wallflower that I used to be… naks downplaying to the max haha!

They say that everyone in this world is connected in six degrees. You could just imagine my surprise when I met someone this morning that have the same name as I! Okay, okay six degrees doesn’t talk about that kind of connection, but then again there has to be a reason why this woman suddenly started a conversation with me as I was jogging on the church grounds. She asked me how long will I be jogging and how long I have been doing it. Apparently she had been jogging for about a month now, and with her were 3 younger people, which I assumed were her kids or at least nieces and nephews which were probably my age. I wonder if I’ll see her tomorrow. She seems nice enough. Anyone’s nice enough to strike a conversation with someone who’s as mataray to strangers as me. For someone who doesn’t converse with next door neighbors, I can befriend older people quite easily

If there’s one thing to describe what I’ve been feeling nowadays, it’s detachment. I’ve submitted my resignation 6 days ago and have been taking my time at work (oops…) As I walk through the halls in the office, I just can’t help but count the remaining days til I will finally get out. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure going to miss my office barkada, and my surrogate brothers and sisters (and dad hehehe) but I guess I”m still in denial. Wait til I reach my last week and I’ll be crying my eyes out as if it’s the end of the world.

A lot of people were surprised with my seemingly abrupt decision, but I’ve been telling them that I’ve thought about this since last year. I had chosen to prolong my stay first just to see if things could work out, but apparently I can’t force myself to like something if it’s really not for me. But I have to admit that teaching MAY not even be for me, but how will I know if I don’t check it out, right? And now that it’s 2005 and I’ve reached the first quarter threshold, it is just fitting that I dive into something as big as this. Sure it’s scary and all, but there’s still time to recover in case this would turn out to be not a very smart decision.