NB: This blog post waited for a long time to be written. I wanted to see how well I would do in my first semester of graduate school. Admittedly, I expected to fail. But through hard work and loads of perseverance, and with loads of familial support, I did better than I expected. This entry is inspired by a Girlboss article I read over two years ago; it has helped me become a productive employee and student. I have decided to put my own spin with regard to the aforementioned article, and at the same time, I would still like to integrate it to the things I have learned from it. I also suggest that the reader take the time to read the original article first before reading this one. More than three years ago, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. It was, in some odd way, a relief that I had that closure; for a long time since I was a teenager (and probably as far as my childhood), I knew that there was …
Personally, the thought of eating delicious food for lunch at the middle of the work day makes me look forward to lunchtime. Especially if so much care and thought was put in in preparing them. While I do occasionally enjoy cafeteria fare, I tend to make my own lunch meals. This started when the old office cafeteria served greasy (and expensive) fare. This resulted in a massive weight gain for me and a massive hole in the pocket. Haha. So, after careful evaluation, I decided on two remedies. Lose weight Make my own lunch, as often as possible.
Here I am, making an effort to be a little more active in this blog. 🙂 I’m back after preparing and slogging through midterms, and speaking of midterms–a lot of revising and swotting went on for the past two weeks. My birthday came and went without much notice, except a trip to this paper convention I’ve planned to go to since it was announced around March or April. Anyway, I’ve veered away from the subject matter! These apps have helped my study experience easier. From Dropbox to good ol’ Microsoft Word, I’m going to share it! 🙂
Image credit here Eurgh. Probably the best way to describe how I feel today is that I’m tired. Bone tired. Today’s been a long day at work. But I’m pretty satisfied about how it turned out. I did three out of five tasks in my to-do list, I managed to study/prepare for my report that’s due after midterms, and I was able to get what I needed. #hellopaydaythankyou I’m actually trying to keep this post a little more serious–at this moment, I’m taking stock of where I am emotionally and mentally. Last year, I was a wreck. This year, medications notwithstanding, I could say that I’m in a better place. Oh yes, there are still days of agitation, stress, and dealing with toxic people, but I was able to cope. Without going into pieces, that is. I now have someone helping me with the minutiae of work, and I get along well with that colleague. Hopefully next year, I will have the confidence to apply for a promotion–and I will close my ears …
Hi! Here I am, writing this post whilst sick. No worries, I’m feeling slightly better, but not yet in perfect working condition. So, I have taken the time to write this little update. And tonight, whilst writing this entry, I realised that it’s been a month since I started graduate school. To use a cliche–time really does fly. And with that realisation, there are other things I have learned, too.
Hola! Hope you are all doing well. Here I am, a few weeks into graduate school. And to be honest, I felt a bit lost. But here’s the tea–graduate school is a different ballgame from law school. For years, I’ve gotten used to having insults hurled by professors whenever they do not like my answer, or whenever I gave a wrong one. While the professor seemed dissatisfied, he didn’t say anything more and asked the same question to a classmate.
Dear Law School Freshie, I’m sitting here writing a letter to you, the law school freshman. There was a bit of mental see-sawing before I started to write this post. First things first–I am not a law student. Hear me out–I used to be one. Leaving law school was a difficult decision to make, yet, at the same time, the best one. It isn’t because the passion isn’t there anymore, but I needed to take that breather. Anyway, here’s the tea: law school is a rollercoaster. Having been in it for years has helped me become a stronger person emotionally. I’m not scaring you off, but there are a few points I need to make.
I have always come to the University of the Philippines to get my additional readings photocopied/springbound, because the print/bind shops there do it so well. There are only two places I know like the back of my hand: the Shopping Centre and the college I [now] belong to. The Shopping Centre burnt down last year, so that’s one less place I remember. Anyway, I digress. It was a grey July day that I went to the university’s campus on a mission. My to-do list: Drop a letter at the Institute of Environmental Science (an errand for my boss)-done -Submit physical and dental exam forms and x-ray film at the Health Services-done Submit medical certificate to SOLAIR-done
Hello! Hope you are all well. July sped by, and it took my breath away–literally! For some reason, this month had the record of me calling in sick a lot because of–you guessed it, asthma attacks. Oh, and high blood pressure, which shocked me. It’s a wake up call for me to eat more healthily and to exercise more! This month was also a flurry of preparations–having those medical check-ups as part of a pre-enrolment requirement for uni–graduate school, that is (there will be more of that in a separate post); and getting my [messy] bedroom ready–making it conducive for studying. And what a challenge that was! My room was in a bit of a mess (an understatement), and a lot of cleaning had to be done. Below are the Before pictures–look at them, absolute carnage!
Yes, it actually is, despite the fact that writing this is the one of the hardest things I’ve had to do. For years, I had my game plan–study law with enough passion to make a candle burn; take the Bar after graduation, and (God willing) pass the Bar, take the oath (at one point, I could recite it in my sleep), and sign in the Roll of Attorneys in front of the Bar Confidant. Sounds easy, right? No, not at all! I won’t lie, I failed subjects too, but not without learning the lesson behind it. There were times when I’ve wondered what was the point of the Negotiable Instruments Law, or the law on Partnership–or whether one is solidarily or jointly liable for some unfullfilled obligations. These thoughts, however, were formed during one of my weaker moments.