Pursuing My Passions

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About a month ago, I was having a conversation with my mother while eating lunch. The subject somehow found its way to art, and my mother was telling me how gifted she thought I was and how great she thought my artwork is. I then told her, that I wanted to pursue something creative as a career.

I have been thinking about going back to school and getting a second degree in graphic design. I currently have a bachelor’s degree in computer science, but I haven’t been able to land a job in that field. I have a pretty good job right now, doing technical support on the phones for one of the leading electronic companies. What is a good job, it’s not something that I feel is a career and I am nearing plateau as far as advancement. I feel like it’s a time for change. I want something I can call a career, not just a job. Not only that, I want a career I can be passionate about.

Well okay, let me get back to that conversation I was having with my mother. I had just told her, more or less, that I want to pursue my dreams.that I want to pursue my dreams. After hearing the compliments she had for me, I was expecting her to be supportive… Or at least, be open to the idea of me doing more creatively. What she said next has been bugging me ever since. Instead of saying anything remotely positive, she jumped right into saying that I needed to be “practical”. Then comma she went on to say that I could do it on the side, but I needed to keep working a “real job”.

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This pretty much ended the conversation. I’ve always wanted to do things that would allow me to be creative, and this is always been her response. I guess I was foolish to expect anything else. When I was younger, I love this train of thought determine what I did. After High School I just started working. After a while, my parents offered to send me to school in the Philippines where I, eventually, got my degree in computer science – something that seemed “practical”. Since coming back to the United States after college, I feel like I’ve done everything but work in the field that I studied.

I do appreciate the job I have today, but I know that this is not the end of the road for me. I don’t plan to quit this job and become a starving artist, but I do realize that I need to start pursuing my dreams.I believe that the talent I have been given and the passion that is deep inside my heart were given to me by God. If I pursue what’s in my heart, I believe I will be successful. I know getting there will not be easy. I don’t have any attention to not be “practical” in the pursuit of my passions, but I’m no longer going to let being “practical” get in the way of pursuing the things I’m passionate about.

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On Growing Up As an Unskinny Asian

Growing up, I was never the skinny kid. I never really considered myself as fat, but all throughout my life I have heard otherwise. Surprisingly, these hurtful words didn’t come from strangers. Most of the time, it was family that would make comments about my weight. I’m sure their intentions were not to be hurtful, but I know that it impacted me negatively, especially in my younger years.

I came across a post on WordPress that reminded me of the struggles with self confidence, and I wanted to share it with all of you. This blog post really hit home for me, because of the cultural background of the poster. I am Filipino, born and raised in these United States of America. Unlike most Filipinos, I am not skinny or short. Check out the following link, and you can see how I relate to what the poster is sharing.

Source: On Growing Up As an Unskinny Asian