A Leap of Faith


Listen, and Breathe by imfreelykeely

AFTER LONG months of thinking, frustration, and confusion, I finally found the muster to do what I truly want.

I have decided to shift to another course next summer. Goodbye, future classes I am not really interested in. Finance, Statistics, Operations Management, I know you mean well. I love math back in high school. Now in college, I don’t like handling money and managing finances very much when I could do things that I believe are engaging and worthwhile. Alas, I am taking up AB Communication.

College is supposed to be fun, exciting, rewarding, challenging. It is so foolish of me to choose a course just because the university is known for its excellence in management programs, along with a study abroad program especially for management majors, when I do not fit well. Play by your own strengths, they say. That was one important principle I neglected.

I don’t care anymore if I do not graduate on time, which is the main reason stopping me from switching paths. I don’t care anymore that I would start all over again. I would regret it more if I stick to something just because it was the easier, more simpler thing to do. It gets tiring to live up to other people’s expectations. I want to listen to myself for once.

It’s time for me to break out the same ol’ mold. I see many wonderful people living their lives just the way they like it, with no qualms, hesitations, insecurities. Sure, they stumble and fall. Things do not always turn out perfectly, like everybody else. But what makes them exceptional is they love what they do. People like them inspire me to do the same.

Nevertheless, I still have to go through one more semester before being able to officially enter the Communication program. I will have to go through another round of Accounting, to observe and report about the Philippine Business Environment, and study Communication Society–majors specially offered by the School of Management–before I move to the School of Social Sciences, which will hopefully be a better fit for me. I’m getting the Print and Broadcast Journalism Track: News Writing, Writing about Culture, Feature Writing. Investigative Journalism, Critical Writing. I get excited just by typing these. These course titles resound way more suitably to me than Introduction to Information Technology, Organizational Behavior, Strategic Management..

What’s going to happen next, I don’t know. But life’s like that. Taking little leaps with faith and small steps with courage. What matters is that we dare to move forward, to change, to dream. To have faith in ourselves. I never expected taking time to really listen to myself would take this long. I am so foolish. Then again, I think I am just afraid. I wonder where that fearless princess went.

It’s time to embrace the unknown, to live with creativity, in infinite possibilities, in relishing every breath we take. It’s time to let go of seemingly unanswerable problems that philosophy brings. I like philosophy, but thinking too much about haunts me that I get bouts of existential depression in recent days. I can’t wait to take this 180-degree turn on my college life (albeit being extremely scared). I must make more radical, intuitive choices more often.

“It is our choices that define who we are, far more than our abilities.” – J.K Rowling


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That Striking Difference


wishing you...wishing you.. by punkinmom

 

Perhaps the most important thing we all need to know about Deoxyribonucleic Acid, more simply known as DNA, is that the genetic makeup of all homo sapiens is 99.9% identical.

It means that the DNA code making up of billions of letters consisting of A, T, G, and C (Adenosine, Thymine, Guanine, and Cytosine—I still remember these from high school), only 1 letter out of every 12,000 is different (according to research). Think of it as a binary code, that instead of a pool of 1’s and 0’s, our genetic code is composed of millions of A’s, G’s, T’s, and C’s.

It means that every single human being on this planet are the same, 99.9% of the time.

It means that you and I, the people sleeping on the streets, that person millions of miles on the other side of your world from where you are sitting right now, your next door neighbor, your family, criminals and celebrities, leaders and lepers, the albinos and the autistic, friends and foes, all share the exact same genetic makeup as you. Well, almost.

What’s amazing is, we spend the rest of our lives focusing on that remaining 0.1% difference with each other. That 0.1% that form our distinct qualities that make us different from you and me overshadows the 99.9%. All the time.

Whoever said there was strength in numbers?

The genetic traits that make us different are gender, skin color, hair color, predisposition to sweet things, myopia, shyness, addictive personalities, and hundreds of other little things that make each person different from the other—even identical twins (triplets, septuplets, whatever).

What makes us similar, then? They are the emotions we feel—fear, happiness, love, hatred, sadness, faith, frustration, shame, anger, inner peace, relief, excitement, enthusiasm… That each of us have a steadfast, persistent heart inside our rib cages, pumping away, pushing forth the flow of life. That each of our naked bodies are made up of the intricate reactions, bonds, and mixtures of a few basic chemical elements, majority of which are carbon (18%), oxygen (65%), nitrogen (3%), calcium (1.5%), hydrogen (10%), and phosphorous (1.2%).

That in between our ears, inside the white porcelain of our skulls, lies the most powerful computer in the world, capable of capturing vivid memories, verbatim lines from our favorite movies, creating fantasy worlds, inventing Tumblr and Twitter, dreaming of flying elephants and purple skies, thinking about the metaphysical, making up complicated mathematical formulas and symbolic languages, comprehending the size of the universe beyond the borders of our earthly planet.

While some things, like beauty, law, values, religion, and class are relative, emotions and the strength of the human spirit are universal. The human body, no matter what shape, color, size, or weight—it is still God’s greatest masterpiece.

It’s interesting to think that we are all overwhelmingly different from each other and at the same time, strikingly similar. It’s funny to think that we argue and fight because we share differing opinions, that one can learn to hate the color pink (that’s me, sometimes), that one likes fashion while others do not understand it, that one paints the world with colors and words while others heal the world through science and medicine.

Gosh. Thinking about this makes me want to study Psychology, Physiology, Genetics, the Human Anatomy. That is, aside from Literature, Art, Languages.

Can anybody remind me why I am taking up a management major again? *blinks*

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/1416706/DNA-survey-finds-all-humans-are-99.9pc-the-same.html

New Beginnings


Back2School

Back2School by lilpuddlejumpers

Another semester commences tomorrow. Fresh notebooks, new beginnings. I see us students who enter into a new semester to be facing another pristine white canvass, armed with colorful lessons learned from previous years, ready to paint new pictures and experiences that the craziness of university life brings us.

I plan to start the new semester tomorrow and perhaps every day after that by not expecting anything–except that I will certainly try to do my best in each class, in every activity, and to make lasting memories in each challenging, excruciating, thrilling, unexpected step I take. There is still so much to learn out there. It is my (and perhaps everyone else’s) mission to strive to fit even at least one little piece to the grand puzzle of life each day.

It makes me smile that I am finally going to study Theology and Psychology, two subjects I have been intrigued about for a long time now. The former which I only always hear from friends, and the latter which I read about in borrowed (and almost always overdue) library textbooks and magazines. I can’t wait to learn from real people who practice each discipline, together with curious students around me. Ditto with Western History. I am quite thankful that I am getting Jose Tirol, one of the most well-loved and legendary history professors in campus as my Hi18 professor. Add to the collection my two other majors: Communication Society and Leadership & Strategy. Communication and leadership: two aspects of myself that need much improvement–for my future career that still looks as hazy as a window covered with mist, for my struggle to keep up with the demands of a postmodern society and as well as my own personal plans. Of course, I won’t forget Accounting 15, Part II. Perhaps, with even more hard work and focus, I’ll get that much-coveted A this time. Top that with learning some yoga poses twice a week, and for once a week, shaping young minds with what little I myself have learned, keeping faith that I will leave them with wisdom-filled thoughts that could last a lifetime.

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” ~ Reinhold Neibuhr