So I’ve kept this journal since 2004 and I have to admit, I haven’t really been the most faithful writer. But as the year ends, I make another resolution, this time a much simpler one: to choose wisely. Funny how we don’t always acknowledge it, but that’s what basically separates us from all other beings — having the power to choose. I wonder if anyone else have thought of attaching wisdom to that sole power.
Next year is going to be a tumultuous one, that I am certain. As the months roll in, the modules in this management training program will be harder. I dread the Treasury module. Really. I cannot imagine myself computing commodities and currencies from the top of my head. But this is the first time I actually felt that I had a purpose doing what I’m doing. And if that kind of satisfaction — or contentment rather — comes with risk assessments, statistics and finances, and necessesary mathematics, then I am up for it.
No one will keep me away from this. Nothing will keep me away from this.
I just hope the rest of the class have the same determination. To be here is such a privilege, but sometimes, I can’t help but notice that not everyone wants to be here. I can’t help but notice that not everyone is thankful to be here. They’re stressed and sad and depressed and complaining almost all the time, and I know that it’s hard. I’d be a hypocrite if I won’t admit that, but you’ve got to man up. This is not 1960 when everything is just booming. We are now in a world of constant competition, a world where you have to continuously prove yourself to others, a world where you have to be more, if not at par, than what you really are. Any form of negativity or pessimism just sets you back. And who in the world likes to walk backwards? (Don’t answer that question.)
So there, I am officially opening up my journal. Not that I have that much of an audience anyway. I hope to write more meaningful stuff here, and I hope to move an individual or two with the written word.
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the salt of your skin 