1. I was in school today for a couple of reasons, but the primary would have to be because I need to accompany my sister on her first piano lesson. She’s trying to learn piano for the first time formally, and where else better to start it than in my school’s College of Music, which leads me to realize that I am the only one in my family who has no knowledge of playing any musical instrument whatsoever. It seems a little sad when I think about it. My mother is classically-trained in piano, and ever since I was a little girl, I have always wanted to learn how to play the instrument. When I got into high school, my brother tried learning how to play the drums. I went to school with him every now and then, as well, and soon enough I also wished to be able to do the same thing. If I’m being honest, I think a part of me still wants to try to learn playing these, but I just don’t have the time (and the money) for it at the moment. Not only that. I have reasons about my perception of myself and of other people that hinders me from doing it, reasons I am not too willing to disclose… reasons that might make you say that for someone who is sensible enough, I can be pretty self-conscious. Maybe in the future, I will learn. But for now, I guess my intentions would have to content themselves in the land of sleeping dreams.
2. I decided to go to the library while waiting for my sister. I have been itching to read an article in the April 16 issue of Time Magazine, entitled “Rethinking Heaven.” I’ve browsed through an open copy inside National Bookstore a week ago, but I decided to make use of the services of our library instead (and besides, the guard in the bookstore was eyeing me). Somehow, I’ve managed to read 2/3s of the article (the library had to close at 3p.m.), and I can safely say that it is truly one interesting read. I honestly would like to talk more about it here, except I’m too lazy and my mind is not in the place where it should be when I need to share my thoughts on something philosophic.
3. This leads me to an anecdote about something that happened awhile ago. The librarians told me that they remind me of our Dean who always comes to the library and asks for the latest issues of several periodicals. I can attest to this as a frequent library user, our Dean is always in the library reading periodicals. Sometimes, she beats me to reading the newest editions of Time, Self, Real Living, or any other periodical I am interested in getting my hands on. And I honestly feel very grateful to the librarians for saying that. Our Dean has one of the most brilliant minds in our school. But what is even more special is the fact that I remember what Odes said a few months ago, when she told me that she can imagine me being like her someday: growing up and getting old to be a scholar and teaching at my alma mater. Its not hard to imagine really. I’ve been open to some friends of mine about wanting to be a pre-school teacher or being a professor. Maybe I will end up to becoming like our Dean, and teaching at the same college where I went to. Who knows? I am at a stage right now wherein I am aware that given specific circumstances, I can still be what I want to be. I just have to trust in the future and in myself.
4. Tomorrow, I will begin my internship at Museo Pambata. I will be doing a lot of things, and I am half-excited and half-worried. Its a little tricky getting there from our place, and the heat does not make it any better.
5. I’m really trying to revive my writing here.
