The calm before the storm, the wind beneath my wings, the Samson to my Delilah

Sigh. My writing has become sporadic again. My last real post was before the announcement of winners of the Philippine Blog Awards where I was one of the finalists for Best Personal Blog. I lost, but I can’t blame my lack of enthusiasm to losing because my real reason is much shallower than grieving over an award. It was my semester break.

My break lasted for only three weeks but it was probably the best three weeks of my year. My summer isn’t even worth talking about because I’ve had summer class since freshman year and I had tons of things to do for the paper. My three-week break wasn’t awesome in the sense that I went to Boracay or Hong Kong or any of the bars in Makati and the Fort, but because I stayed at home and did absolutely nothing. I felt like I deserved three weeks of silence after working my ass off. I actually felt my eyebags lifting. And to think I didn’t even use Olay (my co-editors would know this line).
As the break dragged on, I missed going to school. I missed the rush of deadlines. I missed reciting in class and learning all sorts of things about the human psyche. I missed hanging out with my friends and colleagues in the paper. I missed walking to school and complaining about the shitty improvements they keep making. I was excited to start another semester.
I have really cool subjects now. I have my practicum for Industrial Psychology. I also have Methods of Research, Guidance and Counseling, and Psychological Testing 2. Best of all, I have Abnormal Psychology, the very reason that pushed me to take this course.
But so far, in the few weeks that I’ve been in school, I’m already looking forward to my Christmas break. Being class president, associate editor, and head of advertising for the yearbook committee is starting to take its toll on me. And now that I’m swamped with majors, being a student is hard enough. In fact, our professor asked us to present the first chapter of our thesis on Wednesday. And to think she just assigned it hours ago! I’m so stressed that I feel like I’m about to explode.
Because of the fuckload of responsibility I have, I thought about giving up one aspect of my college life to get a better grip on my course. The paper sucks most of my time and energy so I entertained thoughts on quitting. My mom isn’t paying thousands every semester for me to learn how to write an editorial. My mom is paying so I can learn how to diagnose schizophrenia and distinguish Stendhal Syndrome from normal fatigue. I’m in school to learn how to give therapy to those with Dissociative Identity Disorder, not to edit news and feature articles.
I thought about this when I realized I’ve been taking writing too seriously. Over the years, I noticed I’m putting a higher priority on the paper rather than my academics. I was more than willing to cut class in favor of a meeting or interview. But now that I have Abnormal Psychology, I’m starting to really get into it. Before, I was set on pursuing journalism after college. Now, I want to pursue Psychopathology, the study of abnormal behavior.
I was this close to actually giving everything up to be a regular student with regular stress and regular responsibilities. Then it made me think. Why do I only have to be one person? Why do I only have to be Koji, the third year Psychology student? Why can’t I be Koji, the third year Psychology student who’s also an editor of the school paper? In my first column, I mentioned that as a person, we are multi-faceted, and there are different aspects to our personality. I can be a Psychology student, associate editor and whatever else it is I want to be. I mean, look at our celebrities. We have actors who sing, singers who run cities, and cosmetic surgeons who become porn stars. I’m not saying they do it successfully, but the fact remains that they can be two things at once. I suddenly did not see the point why my passion for writing must be extinguished because of my constant whining. I realized that I will have just as many responsibilities when I work. I should be thankful that I’ve been given the opportunities to train myself.
I can be a psychologist with a background in journalism. Or a journalist with a background in psychology. Either way, what is to stop me from doing what I want? I believe living is doing what truly makes you happy, and both writing and psychology make me happy. I told myself that I’m still in my third year and there is plenty of time to think about my future. Besides, I should be thinking of how my groupmates and I are going to produce an entire chapter in two days. With the deadline looming closer, I must conclude this entry.
Before I go, let me share a vision of me as psychologist: Instead of doodling or solving crossword puzzles while my client is telling me about how she failed to resolve her Electra complex, I could be writing a short story.

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  • What's to stop you from doing what you want? Yourself. In hindsight you'll regret not having done what you could while in college. I sure regret not having done more extracurricular stuff. Wherever you find genuine contentment, that's where you need to go.

    That's a good vision you have there. Haha. But somehow I don't see you as an in-clinic psychiatrist.

  • nice post. naka relate ako on several accounts.

    1st. pareho kayo ng language ng kapatid ko. practicum for industrial psych, testing, thesis, abnormal psych, etc.

    2nd. pareho tayo ng sentiments nun estudyante ako. i wanted so much to be a regular student with regular stress because at one point i viewed myself as having too much of everything. i was juggling too many things apart from my academics. but you are right. who is stopping us from being multi-faceted people? 😀

    3rd. gusto ko din magpursue ng journ after college. i was never really that content with my first course. can't see where it would lead me. pero as reminiscent of point 2, who is stopping me from becoming a writer who can specialize in the biological field. if you think about it, plus pa nga that you have another field of expertise apart from writing. hehe 😀

    good luck sa thesis. i know it can be taxing but once you've finished it – once it is all hard bound and submitted.. maiisip mo.. wow! nakaya ko gawin to?? nakaya ko isulat lahat to?? ipublish lahat to?? haha. that was what i felt when i turned in my hard bound thesis. 😀


    we lost to a worthy opponent. hehe. (well everyone in the list were worthy) sana magrelease ng special badge un PBA for the finalists. alam ko they did for the 2nd PBA kasi i saw one blog with such. 😉

  • 1. wow. we must have the same curriculum. where does he go?

    2. it's really hard, ano? being a regular student is difficult enough. well, kung nakayanan mo naman then it means it's not impossible, right?

    3. exactly. at least we have an edge. you could use that in teaching! 🙂 and the thesis. taxing won't even begin to describe the process. i hope i'll say the same things you did after you finished yours.

    and writing on air. wow.

  • 1. SHE goes to ateneo de naga. 😀

    2. yep. kung kaya ko, kaya mo din.

    3. i hope you all the best to your thesis. it really is a grand feeling once you see it all hard bound.


  • 1. wow. that's cool. we have two staff members who were from ateneo de naga. one of them was a psychology student there too.

    2 and 3. i'm already cracking from the pressure :p