Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 5, 2013
Reading
Aside from writing more, I also promised myself that for this year, I will be reading more. The latter part of last year, my brain had no stimulation at all. With the job transfer, moving out, settling in and my family trip, I had no time to actually just sit at home and read.
This year, I've decided to start reading more and I bought Tess Gerritsen's The Silent Girl. The goal is to read 2 books a month (one fiction and one business for work).
I've also decided to change my blog. I've decided that it's time to move on from this whole love sick trying to get over you phase and simply just write. This year, I'll be writing about experiences. I'll be writing about new places. More importantly, I'll be writing about what I'm thankful for. I'm tired of thinking about what I can't have. 2013 is all about being grateful and that's what I'll do!
Thankful,
Someone Anxious.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
From Reading.
I used to read a lot. Back then, when my brother would hog the television and I was stuck in my room all day, I would read Harry Potter, Sweet Valley Twins, Nancy Drew, Crime Novels and all sort of other books that I could get my hand into.
I never really had patience for textbooks though.
Aside from religion book, I never liked the way the text was printed. It was impersonal, very rational (leaving no room for the readers imagination) and very keen to grade your understanding of what you read (as there was always a comprehensive exercise after every chapter).
Now that I'm working, I find myself reading business books (which in my head, are the same as text books).. For those of you who really know me well, you probably know that I'm not the business sort of person. Yeah, I have my little accessories business (which is on hold as of the moment) but that doesn't make me an "entrepreneur extraordinaire". In fact, now that I think about it, I've probably placed myself in a situation where I am far as possible as doing my own business. Even my uncle's offer to head certain parts of his business I out rightly refused simply because I always knew that it isn't the perfect time for me... or the fact that I'm just not a business person.
Yes. I'm not really a business sort of person. I think, a lot of people forget that I'm not very passionate when it comes to business. Really, I'm not. I like my work and I want to be successful in it but when it comes to managing finances or seeing something corporate grow, I'm not passionate about it. Yes. I'm not. I really am not. What I like about what I do is how I get to interact with people, think about the processes people undergo everyday and help them develop in some way or another. I don't really like the business part of what I do. I like the people part.
I guess that's what I'm really passionate about. People. Thinking about it, all of my hobbies are about people. Take for photography for example, I like taking photos of people during their special moments. I love making videos of weddings because I feel like there so much energy there. Even food! What brings everyone together, eh? Isn't it food? Are we not all bound by a special occasion or moment by food?
A blogger I follow posted about passion and how he has to really start making time for the things he is passionate about. This idea has been drifting in and out of my consciousness since last night and I realized that day jobs (or the thing that keeps me alive) are really what makes you a lame Joe. IF I don't have a day job, I can't afford to pay my monthly bills, pay for my share of expenses with my dad or even save up for that laptop I really want to get fixed.
Simple really.
S.A.
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I never really had patience for textbooks though.
Aside from religion book, I never liked the way the text was printed. It was impersonal, very rational (leaving no room for the readers imagination) and very keen to grade your understanding of what you read (as there was always a comprehensive exercise after every chapter).
Now that I'm working, I find myself reading business books (which in my head, are the same as text books).. For those of you who really know me well, you probably know that I'm not the business sort of person. Yeah, I have my little accessories business (which is on hold as of the moment) but that doesn't make me an "entrepreneur extraordinaire". In fact, now that I think about it, I've probably placed myself in a situation where I am far as possible as doing my own business. Even my uncle's offer to head certain parts of his business I out rightly refused simply because I always knew that it isn't the perfect time for me... or the fact that I'm just not a business person.
Yes. I'm not really a business sort of person. I think, a lot of people forget that I'm not very passionate when it comes to business. Really, I'm not. I like my work and I want to be successful in it but when it comes to managing finances or seeing something corporate grow, I'm not passionate about it. Yes. I'm not. I really am not. What I like about what I do is how I get to interact with people, think about the processes people undergo everyday and help them develop in some way or another. I don't really like the business part of what I do. I like the people part.
I guess that's what I'm really passionate about. People. Thinking about it, all of my hobbies are about people. Take for photography for example, I like taking photos of people during their special moments. I love making videos of weddings because I feel like there so much energy there. Even food! What brings everyone together, eh? Isn't it food? Are we not all bound by a special occasion or moment by food?
A blogger I follow posted about passion and how he has to really start making time for the things he is passionate about. This idea has been drifting in and out of my consciousness since last night and I realized that day jobs (or the thing that keeps me alive) are really what makes you a lame Joe. IF I don't have a day job, I can't afford to pay my monthly bills, pay for my share of expenses with my dad or even save up for that laptop I really want to get fixed.
Simple really.
S.A.
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