Daddy's Girl
Written 03.04; 11:59pm
My dad hasn’t had a stable job in almost a year. He’s been jumping from interview to interview, only to be denied because he is “over-qualified.” We all crossed our fingers and prayed to high heavens for him last week, as he waited on the final decision this company he had an interview with was finally going to make. We crossed our fingers, legs, arms - you name it, we’ve crossed it. Finally, last Thursday, my Dad was able to talk to his prospective company: he didn’t get accepted. The reason’s too stupid to even write about (seriously). So we figured, why work for them when they’re obviously stupid enough to give a half-assed reason for not hiring my Dad, right?
Last Friday, my parents went out on a date - my Mum’s treat. Mum explained it was because Dad felt really bad. He’s just so frustrated now; I mean, all those interviews with all those companies, for how many months now - and still no stable job.
For almost a year now, I’ve been having frustrated feelings towards my Dad. He’s been telling us kids to save money because times are bound to get harder, especially with him not having a job and all. He reprimands my brother and I because neither of us seem to be changing a single part of our lifestyles, despite him not having a steady source of income. In my part, I always thought him not having a stable job is his fault. I mean, he’s smart, he studied abroad, was President of AIESEC in UP, worked in IBM fresh out of college, has a lot of experience, was being paid pretty well in his past jobs… so why can’t he get a job now? I always thought it was just him, not trying hard enough to get employed. Until now.
I lost the ACOMM elections. I can’t even encapsulate the feelings I have right now. I feel sad, crushed, disappointed… But it’s more of frustration, I think. I mean, I know I did my best. I campaigned, I flew my planes, I planned for my Miting de Avance, I answered each question thrown at me during Q&A in a span of 1 minute, with no time to think whatsoever… I did the best I could. But there’s just no stopping the sad, crushed, disappointed feelings I have right now.
My family was praying a few minutes ago, when my Dad said, “Lord, thank You for showing me and Meggie Your will for us. Thank You for the final decision You made for us, regarding her Presidency, and my employment.” I just sat on that bed, with my back faced to him, thinking, “No God, I am not grateful for that. But please, grant me the courage to accept Your will graciously.”
I mean, seriously! Why on earth would I thank God for not winning the elections I worked hard for, and feel I really deserve?!
It was then I realized how brave my Dad is, and has been, especially for the past year.
I lost ONE election. And he has lost how many jobs?
My Dad got a new iPod recently, and it’s driving my whole family crazy. He keeps bringing the damned thing around, listening to it wherever he goes, and bursting into song. My Mum complained to me this morning, saying that he even brings it to the bathroom, and sings along (with feelings) while he’s taking a crap.
He’s happy. Despite everything - all those months of trying and trying, and getting denied; he’s still able to dance and burst into song. I should be like that.
So here’s to being happy. Here’s to finding reasons to burst into a song and dance number. Here’s to being baduy, and wacky, and stupid, and crazy. And here’s to grabbing every opportunity that comes my way. Win or lose, life’s too short to not take those leaps and jumps.
So here’s to life, love, and the pursuit for happiness.
Cheers!
My dad hasn’t had a stable job in almost a year. He’s been jumping from interview to interview, only to be denied because he is “over-qualified.” We all crossed our fingers and prayed to high heavens for him last week, as he waited on the final decision this company he had an interview with was finally going to make. We crossed our fingers, legs, arms - you name it, we’ve crossed it. Finally, last Thursday, my Dad was able to talk to his prospective company: he didn’t get accepted. The reason’s too stupid to even write about (seriously). So we figured, why work for them when they’re obviously stupid enough to give a half-assed reason for not hiring my Dad, right?
Last Friday, my parents went out on a date - my Mum’s treat. Mum explained it was because Dad felt really bad. He’s just so frustrated now; I mean, all those interviews with all those companies, for how many months now - and still no stable job.
For almost a year now, I’ve been having frustrated feelings towards my Dad. He’s been telling us kids to save money because times are bound to get harder, especially with him not having a job and all. He reprimands my brother and I because neither of us seem to be changing a single part of our lifestyles, despite him not having a steady source of income. In my part, I always thought him not having a stable job is his fault. I mean, he’s smart, he studied abroad, was President of AIESEC in UP, worked in IBM fresh out of college, has a lot of experience, was being paid pretty well in his past jobs… so why can’t he get a job now? I always thought it was just him, not trying hard enough to get employed. Until now.
I lost the ACOMM elections. I can’t even encapsulate the feelings I have right now. I feel sad, crushed, disappointed… But it’s more of frustration, I think. I mean, I know I did my best. I campaigned, I flew my planes, I planned for my Miting de Avance, I answered each question thrown at me during Q&A in a span of 1 minute, with no time to think whatsoever… I did the best I could. But there’s just no stopping the sad, crushed, disappointed feelings I have right now.
My family was praying a few minutes ago, when my Dad said, “Lord, thank You for showing me and Meggie Your will for us. Thank You for the final decision You made for us, regarding her Presidency, and my employment.” I just sat on that bed, with my back faced to him, thinking, “No God, I am not grateful for that. But please, grant me the courage to accept Your will graciously.”
I mean, seriously! Why on earth would I thank God for not winning the elections I worked hard for, and feel I really deserve?!
It was then I realized how brave my Dad is, and has been, especially for the past year.
I lost ONE election. And he has lost how many jobs?
My Dad got a new iPod recently, and it’s driving my whole family crazy. He keeps bringing the damned thing around, listening to it wherever he goes, and bursting into song. My Mum complained to me this morning, saying that he even brings it to the bathroom, and sings along (with feelings) while he’s taking a crap.
He’s happy. Despite everything - all those months of trying and trying, and getting denied; he’s still able to dance and burst into song. I should be like that.
So here’s to being happy. Here’s to finding reasons to burst into a song and dance number. Here’s to being baduy, and wacky, and stupid, and crazy. And here’s to grabbing every opportunity that comes my way. Win or lose, life’s too short to not take those leaps and jumps.
So here’s to life, love, and the pursuit for happiness.
Cheers!