Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Talking brain

I still can't believe it... I'm done with my midterm paper in Korean Cinema. Finally I'm free!
I should be happy but there's really no reason to be jumping for joy as I have tons of other works to do plus my part time job. Sometimes I think I have brain cancer already because I don't sleep well anymore. My head feels numb, just like now.

I'm sipping my coffee with my favorite Tangsuyuk (a kind of breaded pork strips with sweet and sour sauce) at 3:36 am. Who said coffee must be drank only with donuts... well let him be. The aroma of Maxim coffee from my white plastic mug decorated with purple flowers soothes my stressed mind...

MIND: Hey idiot better get some sleep or you'll die soon.

Yeah I know, see I have to wake up at 6 tomorrow... no 5:30.

Monday, April 28, 2008

Frustrated at 6:20

I woke up today with a very confused mind. I thought I just got passed my appointment with my student. The reason being is that the sun is so high already at 5:30am. I'm sitting now beside my floor's window and the blinding light of the sun just gives my eyes unnecessary discomfort as if all the stressful factors I have to contend with aren't enough.

But I feel guilty because there's still so many things which I failed to do. Like last night I wasn't able to read my English article, dammit!!!! Am I losing focus? Whenever I say that I'd give it my best shot, I always fall short of this promise. I hope I could do something more. If only that's possible.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Sigh, sigh, sigh

These past few days have been tough for me. With all the exams and meetings, add to my part-time job equals one drained body. This is killing me and I won't be surprised if one day, I just black out and find myself in a hospital.

Like now, it's already 12:51 am and I have to get up at, the most 6 am just to be in time for my student later. Sigh, sigh, sigh...................

Anyway, I've found some interesting fables (yes, I'm into fables to comfort my stressful life) which gave me a few doses of laughter.

The Turtle and the Ducks


The turtle wanted to travel around the world. But he could not, because he walked so slowly.
One day the turtle met two ducks. The turtle said to the ducks, “Please, would you help me see the world? I will hold a stick in my mouth. You each take one end of the stick and we can fly around the world.”
The ducks said, “Sure, we will do it. But do not speak, or you will fall.”
They started the trip. The ducks flew up high when they met a crow.
The crow was surprised and asked, “Who thought of this great idea?”
The turtle began to say, “I did…”
As the turtle opened his mouth to brag, he lost the stick. He fell down a long way and died.

The Old Man and Death



An old man was gathering some wooden sticks in forest. Because of age and hard work, he was very tired.
The old man threw away the sticks and said, “I can’t stand this life any longer! I wish I could just die. Please, Death, come and take me!
As soon as he finished his words, Death appeared.
Death asked, “Did you call me, sir? What can I do for you?”
The old man said, “Please help me put those sticks on my back again.”

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

University Life (Chapter 1)

CHAPTER 1. The beginning

Before I forget the events, I want to write them down now. Let this be the entry about my first day in university.

Given that I didn’t pass UP Diliman[1], I went to Polytechnic University of the Philippines (PUP) instead. A daughter of my mother’s friend introduced a boarding house to us and it is there where I lived.

Life in a boarding house was very new to me so I was both nervous and excited. The first time I got my key to my room, I felt this sense of freedom. Finally, a place I can call my own. I was alone in that room which according to the owner is meant for two people. I beg to disagree. The room was just too small to fit two people. Talk about ripping off customers. I was always depressed during these times. I kept a journal where I vented my pent up feelings (see the journal, it’s a small notebook). Everyday I felt more hopeless. I felt like my future was so bleak because of my university[2].

Anyway, first day I woke up very early. I used the shower room which was so cramped. I wore my best clothes. I walked to my building early in the morning. The weather was not good that time. Dark and cloudy. Later it rained heavily. Luckily I was already in my building when it did. I was the first student there. I sat on that wooden bench and sent my friend Sarah Edjan an sms message and told her how noisy the arriving people were and she said that perhaps they were just excited. I agreed.

After a while, I looked for my room and found some other people also waiting. The only face that I can remember out of all those people is Christy and her mother.

The first professor was absent so we ate some snack. The second professor came for our Filipino class. We just introduced ourselves. I was sitting in front. Joanalyn Holgado was sitting beside me. Pauline Hernando and Sierra Manlulu were at the back of the classroom. Rosalina was at my back.

At lunch time, Michael Sanez, Joanalyn and I all went out together to find a cafeteria. Eating lunch that time was the first bite of realization that I am in a hopeless situation because the food was not exactly the thing you would want to eat for lunch.

Later on, my class started having sort of groups. One was mine, the other composed of Jenelyn Pajutining’s, Brenda’s, Gerard’s, James’s and Exequiel Tabiolo’s. There were also some left out individuals but all in all, there was a relative harmony among us.

I had to go back to my hometown every weekend and that made me tired. Finally I decided to stay in my boarding house and do something worthwhile than exhaust myself just to bring my laundry home. Going back home was easy. I just take a jeepney ride going to the bus station, walk a few meters, and voila, that’s it. My subdivision is on the way of the bus so I didn’t have to go all the trouble of catching another ride. The more difficult part was going back to my boarding house because I have to climb steps to ride a train or just cross to the other side of the street. Then ride a crowded jeepney, inhale the pollution of the morning vehicles and walk the dirty streets of Teresa alley. Certainly bothersome!

My father quitted his job when I stepped into university. That I think is the gravest mistake my father has done. The initial months were fine. Financially, we were stable and I didn’t encounter much trouble. But all of a sudden, we had a financial crisis. I had to cut out on my usual expenses. Although I don’t purchase a lot except for my groceries. My mother started complaining about sending money as if I committed a serious crime by going to university.

But my hopes of transferring to UP Diliman was always on my mind. Everyday I planned of fixing the necessary papers and going through arduous process to do it. Until my friend Pauline Hernando shared that she was also interested to transfer. And that was it, the start of a long and difficult journey.

The second semester in PUP became an act of balancing the academic grades and processing my transfer intent. Every time I could drop by the library I always do, although the library wasn’t exactly helpful. PUP boasts that its library is the biggest in the Philippines but they forgot to add ‘useless’. Most of the time, I just go there to sleep because I can’t borrow books and bring them home. I had to write the call numbers of the books and look for related article in card catalogues. How Paleozoic! And I just hated that. Everything became substandard in my view. The theater performances, organizations, events, etc. I admit that I did try auditioning in a theater group, but when I realized that I would get nothing out of it, I backed out at the time they accepted me.

Come vacation, I started losing hope. The university registrar was so sluggish I wanted to burn the entire university down out of frustration. I had to go back to my hometown and everyday I thought of my future and what would happen to me once PUP fails to release my papers. I was really bracing myself and preparing for the worst thing that could happen. Luckily, Pauline who lives in Pasig was so diligent and witty, fixed the problem. She had to pester the personnel working on our papers. She even bribed them. When I was thinking of coming to a news channel to report the unprofessionalism of the people in PUP, Pauline thought of something more possible and worthwhile.

So at the start of the new school year, Pauline and I were able to transfer to UP Diliman. She took Geography I took French out of my parents’ dissent. Well I really wanted to take journalism but I failed to take the interview and exam so I ended up studying something which doesn’t interest me.

END.

[1] Which is very depressing because this is the only university entrance exam I took knowing that I would make it.

[2] During this time, I know how important universities are. What I am not sure is whether my parents are aware of this. To them, just finishing university is the most important thing no matter where it is.

WHAT IS LOVE?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,
4살~8살의 아이들에게 물었다.
What does love mean?
사랑이 뭐라고 생각하니?
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think.
우리가 상상했던 것보다 답들은 훨씬 더 깊고 넓었다.
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." 사랑이란, 한 소녀가 향수를 바르고, 또 한 소년이 로션을 바른후 만나서 서로의 향기를 맡는거에요. - Karl - age 5
"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you dont yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings." 사랑이란 누가 나에게 상처주는 말을 하거나 날 아프게 해서 내가 너무나 화가 나도 그 사람에게 소리를 지르지 않는거에요. 왜냐하면 내가 그러면 그사람 기분이 나빠질테니까요. - Samantha - age 6
Love is what makes you smile when youre tired." 사랑이란, 내가 피곤할때 나를 미소짓게 하는 거에요. - Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." 사랑이란 엄마가 아빠를 위해 커피를 끓인후 아빠에게 드리기 전에 맛이 괜찮은지 한모금 맛을 보는거에요. - Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss." 사랑이란, 항상 키스를 하는거에요. 그리고 키스하는게 지겨워져도 아직도 함께 있고싶고 얘기를 나누고 싶어하는거죠. 우리 엄마 아빠가 그래요. 그들이 키스하는거 보면 진짜 징그러워요. - Emily - age 8
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." 사랑이란 어떤 남자애에게 너의 셔츠가 이쁘다고 말했을때 그가 그 셔츠를 매일 입고오는거에요. - Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." 사랑이란, 서로에 대해 너무나 많은걸 알게 된 후에도 아직도 친구인 노여인과 노인같은거에요. -Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasnt scared anymore." 피아노 발표회때 전 너무나 떨리고 무서웠어요. 관중석에서 사람들은 절 모두 쳐다보고 있었는데 우리 아빠가 나에게 손을 흔들며 미소짓고 있는게 보였죠. 그러고 있는 사람은 아빠 한사람 이었어요. 전 더이상 무섭지 않았어요. - Cindy - age 8
"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken." 사랑이란, 엄마가 아빠에게 닭고기를 주실때 그중 제일 맛있는 걸 골라 주시는거에요. - Elaine - age 5
"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." 사랑이란, 엄마가 아무리 아빠가 땀냄새가 나도 로버트 레드포드 보다 더 잘 생겼다고 말해주는 거에요. - Chris - age 8
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day. 사랑이란, 우리 강아지가 나를 핥아대는거에요, 하루종일 혼자 집에 내버려 두었는데도 말이죠. - Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." 난 우리 언니가 날 사랑한다는걸 알아요. 왜냐하면 언니는 언니가 입던 모든 옷들을 다 나에게 주고는 나가서 새걸 다시 사야 하거든요 -Lauren - age 4
"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her." 난 언니가 날 괴롭히게 놔둔다. 왜냐하면 엄마가 그러시는데 언니는 날 사랑해서 그러는거라고 했기 때문이다. 그래서 나도 내 여동생을 괴롭힌다, 왜냐하면 내동생을 사랑하니까. -Bethany - age 4
"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesnt think its gross." 사랑이란, 엄마가 아빠가 변기에 앉아 있을때도 징그럽다고 생각하지 않는거에요. - Mark - age 6
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and ! little stars come out of you." 사랑할땐 속눈썹이 올라갔다 내려갔다 해요 ! 작은 별들이 밖으로 쏟아져나오죠. - Karen - age 5

Friday, April 4, 2008

Ours is a great nation

When I told my friend of my plan to extend my stay here in Korea, he reminded the difficulty that Southeast Asian people particularly Filipinos and Vietnamese are experiencing. He said that we are discriminated and underestimated. He even added that Korea is like America.

It made me angry. After all, I'm still a Filipino. But when I think about it, yes there is a reason why Koreans might feel this way towards us. When you think about it, the first that comes to mind when you say Filipinos is factory workers or brides for Korean men.

Then, there was this part of me that says, these are my people and what has happened to them? Then again, who am I to say that they are 'my' when I don't even know them? Perhaps it's better to say that they are my fellow countrymen. That to assault them is to do the same to me.

But is telling the truth an insult?

When can Filipinos accept it that it is not healthy to delude ourselves of fancy ideas like sweet lemoning when everyone goes all over the globe and become slaves to other people, we create a new image of the country. A country which has evolved past internal to overseas workers.

The government is proud to say that the economy is growing thanks to the effort of these OFWs. But why celebrate when these very people are mere slaves, with low self esteem, driven by the desire to make a better life for their family at the expense of humiliation.

We are a great nation. We can be more than maids, factory workers, drivers, etc. Their is nothing wrong with these jobs but these are jobs of people who have settled into believing that it is all they can do in life- clean, assemble, drive, etc. Ours is not a stupid race. On the contrary, we can rise higher if we only want to do it. I can attest to the fact that Filipinos are smarter than the average individual. The only missing piece is to use this dormant potential.

I wish maybe someday, when I talk to my friend again, I can look up to him straight in the eyes and ask where are the Filipinos you have been belittling?

Bad hair day

I was late in my International Business Class and it was really a bad hair day for me- literally. I slept after eating lunch with Hoyang. When I woke up, it's already ten minutes before 3pm. So I had to rush. When I arrived, I realized that my hair was in disarray and everyone especially my teacher, Lisa Geyl, was giving a big fuss over it. And I hated it. What's the matter with an unkempt hair? (of course I'm just kidding).

Today, we are going to the immigration office to file for an alien registration. Another expense. Now I know why Rizal had to keep a journal of all his purchases. I might be doing just the same soon.

Hallym Overheard 2007 Edition

At the basement of Kumbyungje, 7:50pm

Allan: Oh, it's so cold

Marcy: That sounds cool.

Allan: What? I said cold.

Marcy: (laughs) I thought you said I'm full.


In front of HID, an HID resident just opened the door

Isabel: Thank you.

Girl: Whatever.

Allan: What? Whatever, hahaha

Everyone laughs

Girl: Oh, I'm sorry. I wanted to say welcome.


Inside the elevator of International Building

Isabel: Tingnan mo 'tong nasa unahan, pogi.

Allan: Ha, sino? Uhm, may hitsura.

Elevator opens people come out

Korean: Pogi.

What... nagulat kami ni Isabel. Marunong mag-Tagalog.


During Korean class.

Teacher explains something. A Chinese classmate asks Allan.

Phoebe: What is it?

Allan: Hindi ko alam.

Good luck naman sa Chinese kung naintindihan.


At Lotte World.
We were waiting in line inside Egyptian amusement park.

Boreom, looking tired and bored

Boreom: (To Uram) Will you visit me if I go to America?

Uram: I don't know. It will cost lots of money. Okay, I will.

Isabel: (To Boreom) Dun nakatira si John.

Sige, hanapin ni Boreom si John.

Bad hair day

9.14.2007
Friday

Eight day.

I was late in my International Business Class and it was really a bad hair day for me- literally. I slept after eating lunch with Hoyang. When I woke up, it's already ten minutes before 3pm. So I had to rush. When I arrived, I realized that my hair was in disarray and everyone especially my teacher, Lisa Geyl, was giving a big fuss over it. And I hated it. What's the matter with an unkempt hair?

Today, we are going to the immigration office to file for an alien registration. Another expense. Now I know why Rizal had to keep a journal of all his purchases. I might be doing just the same soon.

OVERHEARDS

At the basement of Kumbyungje, 7:50pm

Allan: Oh, it's so cold

Marcy: That sounds cool.

Allan: What? I said cold.

Marcy: (laughs) I thought you said I'm full.


In front of HID, an HID resident just opened the door

Isabel: Thank you.

Girl: Whatever.

Allan: What? Whatever, hahaha

Everyone laughs

Girl: Oh, I'm sorry. I wanted to say welcome.


Inside the elevator of International Building

Isabel: Tingnan mo 'tong nasa unahan, pogi.

Allan: Ha, sino? Uhm, may hitsura.

Elevator opens people come out

Korean: Pogi.

What... nagulat kami ni Isabel. Marunong mag-Tagalog.


During Korean class.

Teacher explains something. A Chinese classmate asks Allan.

Phoebe: What is it?

Allan: Hindi ko alam.

Good luck naman sa Chinese kung naintindihan.


At Lotte World.

We were waiting in line inside Egyptian amusement park.

Boreom, looking tired and bored

Boreom: (To Uram) Will you visit me if I go to America?

Uram: I don't know. It will cost lots of money. Okay, I will.

Isabel: (To Boreom) Dun nakatira si John.

Sige, hanapin ni Boreom si John.

The classes, finally

9.12.2007
Wednesday

12:30mn

I'm not sure if I can write now but let me brush my teeth first. I'm really tired and still have so many things to do.

All right, I still have some consciousness to spare. Special things that happened today?

I got up early from bed today because I have some reading assignments in Intercultural Communication that I had to finish. Unfortunately I wasn't able to finish them all.

Class with Dawn Davis was okay but I just had the impression that this will be one demanding subject. We have an assignment to do - a journal to keep. Talk about being busy.

Lunch was fun. The kind of experience you only get when you're so hungry and all, and you don't know where to get your next decent meal. Good thing when Isa and I went to the cafeteria, we have a classmate there who helped us buy food. So difficult if the people doesn't speak English.

Class with Dr. Kim was really challenging. By the way, as I've noticed, Dr. Kim's approach to film is not on the semiological level but structural level, surface level. What you see, what you get. I'm even surprised that he didn't know who the director of the film was.

After class, we visited Ms. Park about the tutorial. Said she only referred people if someone's looking. Left our email.

For dinner, we ate pizza courtesy of Sona. I'm so sleepy.

The classes, finally

9.12.2007
Wednesday

12:30mn

I'm not sure if I can write now but let me brush my teeth first. I'm really tired and still have so many things to do.

All right, I still have some consciousness to spare. Special things that happened today?

I got up early from bed today because I have some reading assignments in Intercultural Communication that I had to finish. Unfortunately I wasn't able to finish them all.

Class with Dawn Davis was okay but I just had the impression that this will be one demanding subject. We have an assignment to do - a journal to keep. Talk about being busy.

Lunch was fun. The kind of experience you only get when you're so hungry and all, and you don't know where to get your next decent meal. Good thing when Isa and I went to the cafeteria, we have a classmate there who helped us buy food. So difficult if the people doesn't speak English.

Class with Dr. Kim was really challenging. By the way, as I've noticed, Dr. Kim's approach to film is not on the semiological level but structural level, surface level. What you see, what you get. I'm even surprised that he didn't know who the director of the film was.

After class, we visited Ms. Park about the tutorial. Said she only referred people if someone's looking. Left our email.

For dinner, we ate pizza courtesy of Sona. I'm so sleepy.

More tired

9.10.2007
Monday

1:50am

There are so many things thag happened today but I'm not in the mood to write.

Before class

9.11.2007
Tuesday

7:45am

Fifth day.

Last night my roommates Song and Dillon took me out to drink but good thing we didn't. It's a good idea but am not crazy about it. Instead we just ate dinner. So far, this is the best dinner I've ever had since my arrival. It's called kamjatang. It's mostly pork spare ribs with bean sprouts and potatoes. Tastes like sinigang. I was just so glad last night. Song paid for everything because he said it was Korean custom to treat the younger ones.

Have I told you about Dillon? He's my Korean roommate who doesn't look exactly the typical Korean. He has big eyes unlike most people here. But he's quiet. I like him. Especially when he smiles. I'm so thankful both my roommates are kind.

I'm going to class now. Catch you later.

Tired

9.9.2007
Sunday

11:07pm

List of names:
Ho Shik (Korean)
Bowel (Vietnamese)
Towel (Vietnamese)
Lang (Chinese)
Churi (Korean)
Itgel (Mongolian)

Third day's fine. Was able to find an atm machine and withdraw but my cold wasn't a reason to celebrate. And oh my, we walked to myungdong again today.

Think I had a violation. Am not sure. Bed check, oh how can I forget that today is Monday. Anyway, this won't happen again.

I'm quite sleepy now and classes will start tomorrow so I still have to get up early and wake up Isa at 7am.

Was able to talk to Tony, Woodam and Bill today. Am so glad.

My roommate Song is also here already and I'm quite uncomfortable. I'll just sleep. I'm really sleepy.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

TRAVEL | West Sea, South Korea

February 25, 2008. Monday


2:36, Hallym Ilsong Library



I didn't come to the west sea trip because I had to see the dentist. I'm starting to think that my tooth is in a serious condition. I have been to the dentist for three times already but I need to go back after two days. I wonder why the dentist can't just pull the stupid tooth and call it a day. But maybe he's right. Maybe you just can't rush things in order to attain the best possible result. Maybe if he pulls it now, considering that the molar is connected to the brain, I might get serious brain injury. Well I don't want that to happen so I'll just let the dentist do his job.

About the trip to West Sea, I was really looking forward to it. To meet the students, see the ocean and feel the breeze. Despite the fact that I might endure the agony of finding myself in the middle of a conversation which I don't totally understand. I could have postponed my dentist appointment but I opted not to. I just felt like I don't have to be there. I have this gut feeling that it would do me better to stay here in Chuncheon than go someplace else.

Itgel went back to Mongolia today. I called him last night to say goodbye. I wonder how he felt before boarding the plane? I would be Itgel after four months. I would be on a plane and I would know how it must feel to leave a great country. So many memories. I've matured a lot in a matter of ten months here in Korea. I met so many friends, acquaintances. Some friends become for keeps, some just remain unknown faces. I have been to so many places and tasted so many kinds of foods. How can I ever leave? My life is such a bliss here. But no one can change the fact that I am a Filipino and the Philippines is where I belong. No matter how hard I try to make myself believe that I am so much better than the average Filipino, it still comes down to the truth that I can never be anybody else than a Filipino.



RESEARCH MANAGER

When looking for a job, most people’s consideration is money. How much and how much more they can get from it. 

But I have a different say on this matter. I believe that money indeed is important but more than the money is the satisfaction an employee can get from what he is doing. 

First and foremost comes the ability of a job seeker to love his potential job. Otherwise, the job would become such a torture and may force him to look for another job in the long run. 

And so, this research paper aims to identify the match of my present major to my desired job. 

At the end of this paper, we will discover the beauty of the target job and its significance to my major. 

 To begin with, I have chosen RESEARCH MANAGER as a possible career. There are a number of reasons for this choice but mainly, it is because my major is basically about designing and analyzing research projects. 

Another reason for this is because I know from the start that I want to be out in the field and do my job with enough freedom. 

I have always hated the thought of sitting in a workstation, slaving myself without something new to expect. 

I easily get bored so traveling and meeting people will surely be a great way to keep me stick to my job. And research manager career can provide me with that. 

Communication Research 

My major, Communication Research is one of the four undergraduate programs offered by the best university in the Philippines, the University of the Philippines Diliman. 

By definition, Communication Research focuses on how people use messages to generate meanings within and across various contexts, cultures, channels, and media. 

The major communication areas studied in this field are communication studies, mass communication and media studies, speech and rhetorical studies and telecommunication studies (National Communication Association, 2002). 

To give you an overview of what we do in this major, let me enumerate some approaches which are vital in the study of communication: analysis of dynamic processes, content and textual analysis, critical and cultural analysis, discourse analysis, ethnographic research, experimental research (including controlled experiments), historiography, rhetorical criticism and survey research (National Communication Association, 2002).

These approaches are also called methodologies which include qualitative and quantitative perspectives. 

The Research Manager 

As a Communication Research practitioner in the near future, we are challenged to become dependable leaders in the field of research. 

In the industry’s common parlance, we call it research manager. 

The job of a research manager is both simple and complicated. Simple because he is the one to oversee the implementation of a research project but complicated because all the tasks are placed on his shoulder. 

But since I eat challenges for breakfast, so to speak, it wouldn’t be much of a trouble for me. 

The role of a research manager includes the following: undertakes market analysis through third party agencies to obtain and evaluate data on markets, consumers, advertising effectiveness, media efficiency, etc; selects, briefs, and commissions third party agencies to conduct quantitative and qualitative research, manages all project activities; coordinates research projects to include selection and training of interviewers and design questionnaires; internally advocates the innovative use of research, ensuring all key departments understand the benefits; liaisons with the product and/or marketing manager to ensure research findings are used effectively when developing marketing plans; liaisons with product development to ensure market trends are noted, understood and taken into account; and collects, analyzes and interprets information, presents results in written reports or presentation formats (“Research manager.” n.d.). 

The Company 

At the time of my researching, I found the perfect job I was looking for. The name of this company is TNS PHILIPPINES INC. 

To me, it is interesting to read a part of the company profile which goes, “…you belong to a group of dynamic and bold individuals who can rise to the challenge of working in this demanding and rewarding industry. Able to look behind the numbers, beyond the trends and between the lines, you will form part of an international team providing the highest quality business solutions (“Communication Research,” n.d.).” 

Now let me discuss a few points why this company attracted my attention. 

First is that it is demanding and rewarding. Certainly, I can smell challenge in this and a compensation for my efforts. 

Behind the numbers, behind the trends would enable me to use my creativity and critical thinking which is essential to my personal and intellectual growth. 

International team spells out global opportunity and meet other people. 

Finally highest quality whish is always my pursuit, to give it my best shot. I took the liberty of checking out the requirements of this job from its website and I have provided them below: 

  • At least 4 years experience in quantitative market research project management Healthcare experience is an advantage 
  • Proficient in the use of various statistical and analytical techniques
  • Demonstrates leadership, and intellectual and professional integrity; encourages teamwork across functions. Has good networking skills and service orientation
  • Innovative, adaptable and flexible
  • Ability to manage multiple projects at the same time
  • Adept in the use of computer software applications, particularly MS Office (“Communication research,” n.d.) 


Although we can see from the requirements the four year experience, I think it won’t be long before I can achieve that. After all, what is four years? Time flies so fast I wouldn’t even recognize it. 

The most important thing for now is that I know that this opportunity exists and there will be more in the future.

Realization: Not fit in the media industry 

While writing this paper, I assessed myself and realized that I am not cut for media. I prefer to have a job that is intellectually challenging. 

I don’t want to be in a company where the only things that matters are what famous people do with their lives. 

I do not intend to work in the entertainment field although I want to be an actor, but a serious actor. 

Not the kind who would waste time hanging out with fancy people. I prefer to have a quiet life. 

When I imagined how messy my life could get if I try to entangle with show business of which news I would include, I can’t help but shiver at the thought. 

But even if I want to have a usual job, I still want to be out in action. I want to travel and meet people. I don’t like being stuck in a cubicle doodling my day in front of my papers or staring at my computer’s monitor like it’s the most important thing in my life. 

I want personal growth and sense of achievement with what I do. I do not want to be dictated all the time by superiors wanting to get results the way they like it. 

At least, as a research manager, I can give my own touch and still produce the much needed results. This might be confusing but all I really want to be is an established career man. 

Of course, salary is very important but it only comes second to my desire to achieve a worthwhile job. 

Just like any other jobs, research demands the same discipline and determination. It may not always be a bed of roses, but we choose to make our jobs fun or burden. 

There will always be times when the burden becomes bigger than ourselves but we must remember that we should remain in control of the situation. 

There is this Korean movie of which I remember a particular quote that says if you become afraid of your weapon then it will look down on you. But if you look down on your weapon, then it will become your greatest ally. 

In the same way, careers can become enemies who would terrorize you. On the other hand, if we become stronger than our careers than there is no reason to be afraid. Though the task of a our own careers may be too daunting, we should always remember that we are always in control. 

BIBLIOGRAPHY

______________. (n.d.). Communication Research. In Jobstreet.com Philippines Retrieved April 3, 2008 from http://search3.jobstreet.com/searchGo.asp?pid=2506&ptitle=Research+Officer&spe=139&by=search&sourceid=ads&site=ph&src=a

______________. (n.d.) Research manager. In think-direct.com. Retrieved April 3, 2008 from http://www.think-direct.com/index.cfm?fuseAction=contentDisplay.&chn=23&tpc=105&stp=211&pge=1228 National Communication Association. (2002). Communication Research: Profile of a Discipline. In Communication Research. Retrieved April 1, 2008 from http://www.natcom.org/nca/Template2.asp?bid=1345.



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