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WISHING TO RESIGN... an article from YOUNGBLOOD on INQUIRER.net

Youngblood
Wishing to resign
By Angelica Dimalanta
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 04:49:00 03/21/2009

Filed Under: Unemployment, Employment, Human Interest

Retrenchment. Downsizing. Layoffs. These are just some of the words I encounter in the numerous daily papers I've grown quite fond of browsing through lately. Reading newspapers gives me joy, but what I read in them, not as much. It pains me to read about people losing their jobs or about employees losing some of their benefits. Though I'm one of the lucky people to remain under a company's payroll, the darkening employment scenario is prodding me to consider resigning from my job.

"Are you crazy?"

"Maybe."

"Have you been offered a new job?"

"Not really."

"So why the heck are you thinking of resigning?"

"Good point!"

This is the scripted dialogue that runs through my mind as I imagine telling friends and family about this uncanny, ill-timed (considering the tight labor situation) decision.

Maybe I'm crazy for wanting to leave a secure job while thousands of others are too eager, and certainly would only be too happy, to take my place. Maybe I'm a bit cuckoo for wanting to resign when there are a great number of people scrambling, to say the least, to find a job.

Should I need a new job as an excuse to leave the one I have right now? I don't think so. A new job won't really cut me some slack.

Give me eight months, and I'd get that feeling to submit my resignation letter (yet again). Why am I thinking of resigning? Because I know there's so much more out there for me, somewhere. It's something I won't be able to find in or through my present desk-bound job.

You might be thinking that I'm just experiencing some quarter-life crisis, but I know that this isn't something that comes with age. I know there's a different kind of world out there to explore, wonderful opportunities waiting for me, something I wouldn't be able to reach if I punch in every 8 in the morning and leave at 5 in the afternoon. I'm contemplating of going back to school, maybe travel a bit while I'm at it. Take up a hobby, meet new friends, try out a new sport, those kinds of things. Little things that may mean nothing to a person of my age. But these are things I'm craving for.

Sure, the transition will be tough at first—no more monthly compensation—but I know I'd be better off without it in the meantime. If it means being able to invest my time in a good education, if it means being able to see the wonders of our country, then so be it, that's a sacrifice I'm more than willing to take.

I'm not saying that resigning is ideal, especially not in this time of global economic turmoil; or that it's a path that everybody should take. I'm just saying that there's more to life than feeling down after losing your job. If ever I lose my job due to downsizing, I'd take it as an opportunity, a blessing more than a loss. And others should too.

Even as I think of submitting my resignation letter, I'm already looking forward to the many adventures that I'll get myself into. That would mean a fresh start for me, a beginning waiting to unfold into a more wonderful life. What I'm about to do will open up to many uncertainties, so many challenges, but I don't think I'm afraid, I'm quite excited about this "voyage."

Confucius once said "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Resignation will be such a first step for me.

Angelica Dimalanta, 23, is a marketing officer.

100 THINGS ABOUT ME

001. Real name: ARLEIGH T. MACAPAGAL
002. Nickname: ARL, CHOI
003. Single or available: SINGLE
004. Zodiac sign: VIRGO
005. Male or female: MALE
006. Elementary: ESTEBAN R. ABADA MEMORIAL SCHOOL-WEST
007. College: UNIVERSITY OF NEGROS OCCIDENTAL RECOLETOS
008. High: KABANKALAN CATHOLIC COLLEGE
009. Eye color: DONT KNOW
010. Hair color: BLACK
011. Long or short hair: SHORT
012. Shoe size: 9.5
013. Asthma? No
014. Are you health freak: A LITTLE
015. Height: 5'7"
016. Do you have a crush on someone: YES
017. Do you like yourself: YES, NARCISSISTIC NA NGA EH...
018. Piercings: A BIG NO!
019. Tattoos: A BIG NO TOO!
020. Righty or lefty: LEFTY

FIRSTS:

022. First surgery: IF CIRCUMCISSION IS CONDIERED THEN THAT WOULD BE MY FIRST
023. First piercing: WALA NGA EH
024. First best friend: VINCENT DELOSO
025. First award: MOST PUNCTUAL, KINDERGARTEN
026. First sport you joined: ELEMENTARY BASEBALL
027. First pet: PEWEE, MY VERY LOVING DOG
028. First vacation: BANTAYAN ISLAND, CEBU WITH MY GF
029. First concert: MARTIN NIEVERA AT LASALLE COLISEUM
030. First crush: GRADE SCHOOL YEARS KO PA YUN, SINO NGA YUN?

CURRENTLY :

049. Eating: MCRICE BURGER
050. Drinking: ICED TEA
052. I'm about to: DO MY REPORT TO BEAT TE DEADLINE YET IM STILL HERE TYPING HEHEHE...
053. Listening to: BISAYA ROCK
055. Waiting for: MY DEADLINE THIS AFTERNOON.
057. Wearing: POLO BARONG, BLACK TROUSERS, BLACK SHOES, TANGGA TYPE BRIEF, MY FAVE BOXER SHORTS, AND MY BLACK SOCKS

YOUR FUTURE :
058. Want kids? YES, 2-4 MAYBE
059. Want to get married? YES
060. Careers in mind? TO HAVE MY OWN CONSTRUCTION COMPANY

WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE/SAMESEX?

068. Lips or eyes? LIPS
069. Hugs or kisses: BOTH
070. Shorter or taller: AT LEAST AN INCH SHORTER THAN ME
072. Romantic or spontaneous? SPONTANEOUS
073. Stomach or arms: STOMACH
074. Sensitive or loud: SENSITIVE
075. Hook-up or relationship: RELATIONSHIP

HAVE YOU EVER :

078. Kissed a stranger: NONE SO FAR
080. Lost glasses/contacts: I DONT HAVE THOSE STUFFS
081. Ran away from home: DI PA NANGYAYARI
082. Broken any bones: OK PA NAMAN LAHAT
084. Broken someone's heart: YUP, BUT IM MAKING IT UP
085. Been arrested: WALA PA
086. Turned someone down: A LOT OF TIMES.
087. Cried when someone died: IM NOT A CRY BABY HEHEHE
088. Liked a friend: YES

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

089. Yourself: A LOT
090. Miracles: YES
091. Love at first sight: NO
092. Heaven: Yes.
093. Santa claus: YES, I RECEIVED A LOT OF PRESENTS FROM SANTA CLAUS
094. Fairies: MAYBE
095. Kissing on the first date: YES
096. Angels: YES, AND THEY ACTUALLY GUARD ME

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :
097. Is there one or more people you want to be with right now? YES
098. Is Superman really better than Batman? I LIKE CLARK KENT MORE THAN BRUCE WAYNE
099. Have you had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at the same time? NO
100. Do you believe in God? YES

Tears for the living from YOUNGBLOOD of INQUIRER..net

Tears for the living
By Eunice Samson
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 00:06:00 02/24/2009

Filed Under: Family, Human Interest

As far as I can remember, four people close to me have died. I did not drop a tear for anyone of them. These people were my relatives: my father's mother, Lola Milya; my father's sister, Tia Eda; my mother's sister, Tita Flor; and my mother's mother, Inang Pinang.

People call me a crybaby. A friend told me that I cry all the time — when I can't breathe, when I had a bad dream, when I miss my family, when I get disappointed. But I just seem unable to cry over the death of my loved ones.

Some people tried to explain this by saying that maybe I have not experienced losing someone I really loved. This is not true. I know that I loved the people I lost as much and I am afraid to lose the people I love now.

Of course death is inevitable, but living — you just have to deal with it every day.

During Lola Milya's last summer, she stayed with our family. I was the one left at home to take care of her, although my niece came over every day to help.

One morning, Lola Milya had an upset stomach and soiled her diaper. My niece was not around, so I knew I had to change it. I do not know why, but I cried.

My grandmother looked at me with tears welling in her eyes and said everything was going to be OK. And I realized then how much I loved her. At the tender age of 9, I was willing to suffer for my lola.

When my Tiya Eda died, I was preparing to go to college in Baguio. But I had my first real cry — you know, the cry you make when you feel so very hopeless — during the weeks preceding my departure. I could not imagine living away from my family. I wondered if I would miss my Tiya Eda as much as I would miss my parents when I was away from home. Then I thought, "Maybe Tiya Eda would still be able to watch me closely, unlike my parents."

Tita Flor died in a foreign country where she had gone to work. Among all my aunts, she was my favorite. And my mother was not very good at delivering the bad news. She woke me up and said Tita Flor had an aneurysm and died. As simple as that. So I went back to sleep in disbelief.

Later I cried when my cousin went to our house and embraced my mother tightly and burst into tears. He was saying, "I should have asked her to come home. Now I miss her badly." He wanted to travel back in time and bring Tita Flor home, not in the way that he envisioned he would do for her that moment — lifeless and mere dust in an urn.

When Inang Pinang died, we were in the middle of a financial crisis. My parents were spending large amounts of money for my academic requirements, my sister had not received her salary yet, and my other aunt had lost all her money in a failed investment. I knew then that I would not be able to go home: my parents just did not have the money to spare for my bus fare. In fact, my mother had to borrow from people she knew just so Inang Pinang could be buried.

I did not cry. I told my friends that my Inang had died and they asked if I was fine. I told them yes, with a smile on my lips. Deep inside I was feeling sad, but I also thought that at least my grandmother was doing far better up there than we were down here.

This week, my close friend lost her uncle. I saw her a few minutes before she went home. I did not have the chance to talk to her because we were having a conference and I had to leave early. I knew she was sad. Another friend who stayed with her told me that she did not stop crying until they parted. But I could not sympathize with her because I had never met her uncle.

I cried when I learned that my young cousins would not be able to go to school because their mother lost all her money in a deal that went bad. I cried when my sister complained that she was not happy in her job and that there must be a better place for her somewhere else. I cried when I realized that a person I cared tremendously for didn't care for me at all. I cry over almost anything depressing known to man, except for the deaths of my loved ones.

Most people would say that there is no pain worse than the loss of a loved one. But I would rather cry for the living than for the dead.

That was when I started crying for my friend who had lost her uncle. I realized that she had to cry for her dead although I did not have to do the same for mine. I realized that I did not have to deal with the deaths of my loved ones, in a very tearful manner like her. I mean, there is no point in crying for people who are experiencing bliss. What is there to cry about when they are happy and enjoying peace? Through the tearful prayers my family shared, I believe that the people whom I lost found salvation when they were still on earth and knew perfectly where they would spend eternity after death.

I would rather keep crying for my loved ones in prayer until they experience the perfect assurance of blissful eternity after death while they are alive than cry for the rest of my life regretting that I did not make that choice.

I felt sorry for my friend who had lost her uncle and I wished she would make the same choice that I keep making.

Death is inevitable and it comes but once. But life — you have to deal with it every day.

Eunice F. Samson, 19, is a fourth-year Bachelor of Arts in Communication student at the University of the Philippines, Baguio.

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