vendredi, décembre 09, 2005
resentment
im here, sitting in front of my not-so-pristine pc, listening to dashboard confessionals, researching for my origami project and thinking about the exams next week. i can't think of any good ideas to post. my ego is battling with my doppelganger. truly scandalous facts are stuffing my head right now. aaaaarrrghhh!!!
on second thought, something just popped out in my mind right now. ive been asking myself the same question over and over again. i cant seem to reassure myself whenever i try to answer it.
where am i good at?
i have always been envy of people who can really talk in public. those people who are good in elocution, extempos, speech delivery, emcees. im not much of a good speaker because i am timid and hesitant. i have always been afraid of stage. of audience. and also those people who have extraordinary talents like singing. well, i dance a little. but that was before the rise of the mediocrity in the dance society.
this question always leave me curtailed - where am i good at?
essentially, i am good in making excuses. yes, palusot. even in class, when i have no choice at all, i would make white lies. but not too serious. you know what i mean.
in my third grade, i learned that i had this passion for photography. my teacher cheenee taught me everything there is to know about basic photography and photojournalism. we were like born photographers. i immediately knew which angle is better. and i knew at heart what pictures would be totally cool. and i have these images in mind which i wish i would later on capture... but how soon could that be?
and then i figured out how convenient i am with computers. and since then, ive been addicted to photoshop. just a little trivia, ive been surfing the net since i was in grade three or two. and i started chatting too at that fresh age.
where am i good at?
writing leads you to places. different places. not swanking, but writing actually led me to cebu where i was awarded one of the most outstanding journalist of the year. at that time, i thought i was only good with cameras. i never thought that the pen would actually lead me to greater zeniths.
and now, three years after, here i am. blogging. making use of what God has blessed me.
one is unique. and every one of us definitely has talents that we can show to other people. even to the whole world. making an end to this post, i realized that it was wrong to resent other people and to even ask where i am good at. because God has made us unique individuals with superb skills. and with that, we must be satisfied of what we have. but still continue to discover what is out there...
yayam parked her beetle at 7:20 PM
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