Ohma Gosh Ym on W@W!!!!!

I made this personal shrine simply because I want my thoughts written. With a thousand and one things in my mind, I simply could just forget what could possibly be a great idea.

I am a man of many hats. Writing is one of them. I love writing. I guess I am a creative writer by heart. I was never confident about this side of me, not until I passed a job interview with flying colors. My entry point in the corporate world was as a creative writer and how could that happen!

Maybe because I also knew desktop publishing. I could write the brochure's copy and design the layout myself. Or perhaps I also knew video production and event production and it served its purpose. Talk about multi-tasking. They pay one man for a five-man team.

I sat on a clerical chair when I started. When I was promoted, I had a manager's chair. And then another manager's chair with a higher backrest.

An asshole once asked me while caressing my chair: "What did you have do to deserve this chair?" Pissed, I answered: "Honey, you simply have to sing well, as in really really well...."

I was so surprised with my answer. Come to think of it, they didn't just use my technical and professional capabilities. This company also used my musical artistry not just for its corporate anthem productions but also for their anniversaries and socials. I would sing and they would listen.

Can't help but feel uneasy but I guess my singing indeed helped my corporate career, among a lot of other things. I have come to believe that things revolve around my love for singing. I discovered my knack for writing since I wanted to write poems to turn them into songs. I discovered public speaking since I knew I would be more effective as a singer if I knew how to talk comfortably in front of people. I studied hard in school because I didn't want to be a dumb singer. I had to learn other things because I didn't want to be a "hungry artist" - I had to have fallbacks. I became more personable because of my singing career, thus it opened many new doors for me. As a singer, I have been able to meet a whole gamut of personalities, go to places where ordinary mortals could only ever dream of. It also gave me the worst days of my life, the scariest of nightmares; and yet it also made me bounce back into new and far better phases in life. I feel justified. I am humbled.

Now that I am what others would call an "Entrepreneur", I don't even sit on a chair anymore when I work. I sit on the floor, yoga style, as I type now. I have been doing this for quite sometime, not because I knew how relaxing this position would be. It was actually by accident - I must have broken three chairs already and didn't want to break another one! Don't blame my weight pleazzze! I move a lot while seated, that's why! Reasons.... reasons.... :)

I therefore don't need a chair to justify my existence. I can be just as creative, perhaps even more, sitting on the floor. Whew, I realize just now that I certainly look like a Buddah tinkling the keyboards, imagine that. Woahhhh!

I am a more confident person now than I ever was, now that I have come to terms with myself and my surroundings. The world around you really has a way of knocking you down flat on your face if you allow yourself to be trampled on. I simply refused to.

Oh well, sometimes you simply have to believe in what people think of you, of what you can be capable of doing, of what you can be capable of achieving. There is a way to juggle other people's opinion about you and your own honest knowledge about yourself and your capabilities and turn this into something for your own good.

People amidst are in effect mirrors of who we are, regardless of whether you are friends with these people or you simply hate their guts, or vice versa. The most important thing is you become more aware of who you are and nothing can ever break your spirit. For you are your own man and you own your world.

But hey! this blogspot is now on W@W. Wow! Such an invasion of privacy! Heheheehhehe. It's about time, really.

So peeps from all over the globe, let's be friends! Here I am, the newer, updated version of the renaissance man of the past century. Oops, we are now in the new century. Now I understand.