My experience with a mentor

Sometimes with the trust in God, with his plan and dedication, He leads us to the path that is right for us.

As I walk into the health science center one day in the afternoon, looking for a particular person who does a hiring process for the lab at the medical center. I walked around looking for someone who can help answered my question. Ideally, I want to get a job working at the lab. I walked around and saw a sign that says “nutrition,” so I went inside, talk to the receptionists, explains to her my concern. The receptionist went to grab her superior and I went inside to talk to her, explain what I had told the receptionist she, by the name of I do not remembered, gave me two names of professors, which after I thanked her genuinely, left the room, dialed the number and made the call. A person I was trying to reach by the name of Dr. LC answered the call and that when the story begins.

With God helps and mercy, I was granted the opportunity to train under Dr. LC’s lab. The first time I met him when I came for our first appointment. He welcomed me in. I sat across from him at the his organize working table and he asked me “Why are you here and what do you hope to accomplish?” It was an on-point, straight forward question that I like. I told him my intention and for whatever reasons he accepted. We met again soon after and he couched me on numerous interesting topics. One thing I had say about Dr. LC is that he is a great story teller. He made it more meaningful, real, and vivid. He is honest and funny. He showed me around his lab. I met his wife there as well. They have one daughter named Alexandria.

Every time I met Dr. CL and by the end of our meeting I would walked out of his office as if I have just came out of a movie theater. It was a fun, exciting, and alarming experience I went through. It was exhilarating.

He told me to hit the book, to enjoy the process, to have passion, and to pour myself into science. He inspires me for his advice and his love of science–and in what he does. Rarely, have I met people who loves and passionate about what he/she does. People goes to work for many different reasons, Dr. CL goes to work because he enjoys it. I want to wake up and go to work because I love what I do. To find a reason to live. When I go to work, I want to wake up excited about my job or when I left for work, I want to also be able to look forward for the next day to come back–to always find a reason to come back, to love what I do. Aside from family, most people living in this society have a job and other responsibilities. When I have a family, job is something my family would most likely not involve, it’s something I will experience on my own aside from them. And I want that to be enjoyable as much as my time spent with my loved ones.

I want to get publish as well.

You Know Marriage has Pros and Cons

Growing up, I learned to see that marriage is more difficult than the good times. Therefore, I begin to understand why I am not fully enjoy the idea of being in a relationship. My dad always told me to focus in school. This voice rings in my head sometimes when it is convenience. I did not grow up doing things together with my family. I don’t see them spending time together very much. They don’t even sleep together because they were sometimes annoyed with each other. So marriage to me seems like a difficult thing more than pleasant, which is why the notion of being married seem more daunting than joyful.

I honestly think that my dad tries to make the marriage work as well, he calls my mom all the time oversea. He is the one who makes the effort, which is grand. I am not sure what he thinks. He doesn’t really discussed stuff like this to me. They also like to play the blame game, like children.

My sister and I on the other hand now realized that we should definitely keep in touch with each other. She is a person who knows me and saw all part of my goods and mischievous. I need to make the effort to be in a good relationship with her before being with anybody else. One thing I learned from my dad is that if you cannot love those closest to you well then how will you extend your love far away.  No matter how I had like to text my ex to explain to him that I still need to discover what I want before I can be with anyone, makes the most sense to me. It is not like I didn’t like him. I just need times to learn about myself. Anyway, I am glad I came to this analysis with this relationship, which is why relationship to me seems daunting and unnecessary pain than would otherwise been. It seems to me like a difficult task that isn’t worthwhile. There has been time when I thought that it is better off to simply be alone and happy than being with someone and miserable.

My parents does not even live together, however, remain married. They like each other. They care for each other. They have differences. Their personality is also different, but somehow they still remain marry and not get a divorce. I am glad they decided as such, otherwise, my sister and I would have had a different experience. No one in my dad nor my mom’ side have had a divorce. Divorce in my culture is heavily looked down upon. Once you vow to marry someone, you stay together until it works, as simply as that. You adjust, you work it out until it remains.

Another thing to learn from is how to not repeat my parents’ stories. I have heard that being together, partially, having to do with loving each other to an extend, but sometimes, love, in itself, may not necessarily kept the marriage, but rather, forgiveness is what kept it alive.

One thing to take note when it comes to relationship with family or whoever, is quality time and not being selfish or egolistic, but learning how to give without wanting in return. That right there, is part of the recipe. GIVE. I also need to add that honest and open minded communication also contribute to the deliciousness. ENDURANCE.

Now specifically regarding a relationship with a potential someone. I think that putting ourself in their shoes is important. The thought is also important, instead of wondering why won’t he text me back, it should be that it is okay that he won’t text me back, think it straight. Not texting back immediately does not mean that he is annoy with you nor doesn’t love/like you, it just means that he is doing something else or maybe he just doesn’t know how to reply back. And if he’s playing game with you then it is simply uncool and needed to be addressed. Not immediately reply to a text doesn’t mean that he doesn’t like/love you. It may not be anything to do personally.

It is simply as such, assumption kills the relationship. Cynicism also kills the relationship.  It is also not true that you cannot love anyone. You can love. But love and trust takes TIME and BALANCE OF POSITIVE ASSUMPTIONS —> UNDERSTANDING.

If I were to tell this to anyone, they must think I am mad. What is a purpose of living? No, no, I am not thinking short. It is just that I don’t understand the world we live in. Today, I am questioning my purpose? What if I become homeless? Living in the jungle? Is my purpose to please my family? To wish them well. My dad brought me here for a better life? I guessed so. Is it? It must have been. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made the decision?

Get education

Get a job

Work

Get marry

Have children

Live

Raise children

Pass on the genes

Live

Try to raise them well

Selfishness

Cycle

Eat

Quietness

What is our purpose?

What gives us our purpose?

Dear God, I must have forgotten my purpose of my I am on this earth.

I am cynical and skeptical. I demand questions. I watch a tv and starting to question.

If I were to tell this to my dad, he would simply laughed it off. If I tell this to my sister she would do the same and if I tell this to my mom, so would she too act the same.

That’s why I write it here. No feedback. Just me. What is the purpose of living? To be happy? I suppose.

I don’t understand.

If I were to say this thought to anyone, they must think I am crazy and is thinking short. But I am asking a question. I am not sure if I demand an answer.  I am saying what is the point when I am not happy.

Missing

It was a 3 months time together. It was not that long, at all. Other couples were together for 6 months and this couples (my roommate) already forgotten her boyfriend in 3 weeks. Wow to that. I am still sort of thinking about mine. I am not sure why. I just am. Well, it will be better eventually, meaning I wont think about it and that little things wouldn’t remind anything. Today, I went to saw the incredible 2 and a scene in the movie reminded me of the 3 months and at the end of the movie, it has the name of the 3 months. Wow, how cool. What a coincidence. Honestly, I know time will eventually help. It didn’t help when I found out I got a bad grade on my midterm. I am bummed really bummed…

Anyway, it is interesting how I am still thinking about the 3 months. It was not at all that long. But it did made me learned lessons and made me happy as well as anxious. I have problem with commitment. It feels sort of helpless and restricted, which I don’t like. I absolutely don’t like having to depend on something. More importantly being vulnerable and getting hurt. I think it partially have to do with my pride and childhood. My childhood isn’t like crazy or scary. My parents didn’t get a divorce and I was not living with a nanny. It just that I don’t like when my parents (mostly my dad) left me to go somewhere (I think he went to his friend’s house). It felt like it at the time, to be left. I am stubborn as well. I was angry and hurt. I think at that moment, I lost my trust in him. I have my walls up. I simply was not secure, so decided that I don’t need him. I worry and wanted things my way. I have my pride as well in order to protect against being hurt. Therefore, when it comes to having a relationship, it will takes me awhile to let loose. I may seem like I am having a good time, but it will takes time for me to trust anyone. It wont be easy. I am not easy. Therefore, they need to be my friend first and know my flaws. I have many. God knows. He knows my wall, my pride and my self-centeredness. I built them for my own protection. Some may asked, just reduce the wall, just let loose. Well, I am not sure exactly about the process.

There is a self-fullfilling prophecy, which is when a person become or live-up to what they believe about themselves because someone expected them to be a certain way or they believe it themselves.

Anyway, I should not dwell on the 3 months. I have high expectation. It is somewhat true that a girl look for someone to be like their dad. I think it is somewhat true in my case. My dad is considerate. He helps me and see the little things to help me. It doesn’t have to be big. He doesn’t buy me expensive stuff, but he would cook and help me carry stuff. I feel care for by my dad, so the potential person, at least must have this attribute. I have my standard and I think it is better to find that person and if not somewhat then perhaps it is better off to simply be by myself. The relationship should enhance both of our lives. Anyway, I am not sure why I am still thinking about this person. At least I know that I can like someone 🙂 I want someone who loves God.

Anyway, writing about this helps in a sense that I bringing out what I am feeling… Human feelings are honest. It is true and I shouldn’t feel like it is embarrassing or prideful enough to discuss the weaker side of things.

Fear of Commitment (aka fear of being hurt)

I sometimes wonder whether I actually have a fear of commitment aka a fear of being disappointed/getting hurt. I have it to some degree, I think we all do, only to which extent.

How do we deal with it?

  1. To acknowledge the risks
  2. To view the risks with positivity* even if it may seems counterinutitive
  3. To view life as learning and growing experience

Lonliness

Oh, boy. Who ever thought, I had felt bored and perhaps lonely. It is not that I thought of myself as indivisible, but honestly, I don’t feel lonely, until perhaps now. I think it is good that I feel this way because when people told me, “But wont’t you be lonely?” I quickly responded to them, “No! But I can see why you would say that.” This made me realize that people do feel lonesome at times, especially in college. I honestly, do not typically feel lonely because I occupy myself with stuff I needed to do. Well, I don’t know, now, I didn’t occupy myself, so I am experiencing something quite not fun here, loneliness perhaps boredom that could quite turn into loneliness easily. I used to be really comfortable with quietness, the quieter, the better. I am typically very much so happy being by myself. Now, I wanted to go back to that phrase of being able to again enjoying my own company.

It is sad that I am feeling this way, it is truly is. I am not sure if God has place me into this position in order for me to learn something, otherwise wouldn’t. I am not sure why I am feeling this way. I have the MCAT that needed to be studied. I am taking a class in biomedical ethics that can always be learned ahead. I also can organize my room. Additionally,  I can also review old materials for the MCAT and even learned organic chemistry that I will take this fall. I can name many things that can be completed, however, where is my heart at?

Perhaps this is a side effect of a break up. I read in an article that after a break up girl will typically cry like crazy, while the guy seem to be okay initially, however, not in the long term like a month or two months later. Honestly, I think that I am a guy in this situation. I was feeling totally okay right after the break up because I feel like it was meant to be. However, I think I am feeling the side effect now, the lonesomeness. 😭😭. Anyway, the not so intelligent thing to do is to jump right into another relationship. Actually, I don’t want to restrict myself, but honestly, it would be wiser to not be in a relationship in college, in my case. I don’t need this, not now at the very least because there are goals that is ahead.

Dear God, I am not sure why I am feeling this way. I feel alone for the very first time. Perhaps, it is the side effect of my break up. It is sad. It is truly is, but I think you has place this in my life a reason and that I should rejoice. There is a verse in the Bible that mention to rejoice and give thanks even in the mist of suffering. And I knew that I am feeling something because there is a knot in my stomach. I am simply sad and I admitted it. I know there is a reason I am feeling this way, otherwise, I may not have learned what it is like to feel lonely. It kept me grounded and humbled, which is something I have been prayed for. Oh God, you’re greater than anything I could ever face in life. You are my God, my Rock, and I need as well as follow you.

The Kindness of a Stranger

I had to admit that at times,  I am a skeptic. I am skeptical about certain things and sometimes not even realizing it. I don’t always believe what other say, for instance, when I am listening in class to a professor. I listened, but I certainly have my opinions and questioned whether the fact made sense and if they didn’t then I simply stood my ground.

Yesterday was a Friday. I am hoping that one of my friend would invited me to play tennis with him. Since we both sort of threw that in the air, but both did not took the initiative. Anyway, from a week of work and taking classes, I felt asleep at around 10 pm, didn’t take shower nor even brushed my teeth (which rarely happens). I went to bed and woke up again at 4 am until falling to sleep again to wake up at around 10 am. I showered, washed my hair, blow dried it, and get dressed. I walked downstairs to make breakfast and lunch. I ate and knew that I had to go buy grocery as well as buy a book for a class I am taking in the summer.

I went to Sprout Farmer Market, which is a nice grocery store that is full of stuffs I like, it has varieties. I was choosing cilantro, and other ingratiates to make salad for the upcoming week. Then I saw a sign, “5/1 dollar Sweet Corns,” I like corn on my salad, so I decided to give it a look and choose the best corn kernel. All of a sudden, a lady around early 70 years old came and complimented my shoes and asked where had I got them from. I told her “I think I got them from Sperry.” We began our conversation that way, which I am not sure if she really liked my shoes or simply wanted a conversation. I think she really like my shoes as she continued asking where she could find them. Afterwards, she began to help me picked out corns and gave me tricks on how to choose the best corn. That’s why I titled this story “The Kindness of a Stranger.” I don’t even know her name. All I know is that this lady was kind.

Another story when I encountered another an example of kindness is the fact that my friend, I am not entirely sure if we’re “friend” quite yet, but anyway, we’re not getting into such topic. Anyway, right around 9 pm today, I was getting hungry right after my nap. I went down stairs to make a tuna sandwich. As I gather the ingredients on the kitchen counter. I started chopping celeries and bell peppers into tiny pieces, all of a sudden I received a phone call, which I thought was a FaceTime call from my sister, but when I was began to answer, I saw that it was a phone call and not a FaceTime call from my family. It was quite interesting that I received a call from someone at 9 pm. I answered, realizing that it was a male voice that I was not familiar, he kept taking, suggesting that we go get an ice-cream. I was hesitant: first, I don’t eat diary except eggs, second, I am in a middle of prepping food, and third and lastly, it is late. All of the above was the reasons why I said, “….maybe later, but thanks for inviting me,” and hung up. Anyway, I might disappointed the guy, but I had to stood my ground, I had my reasons. However, I still think it was kind of him to invite me to get ice-cream with him. He also said in the phone conversation to “don’t think too much about it.” Well, I am the way I am.

Anyways, these are story of when I encountered kindness. There are also times when this friend of mine offered to help me move my stuff into the apartment or when I asked him if he could help me picked up the elliptical and a keyboard at a lady house because he has a truck and strength. I genuinely do appreciate his help, but I don’t know if the guy is being nice just to be nice (the person he is) or if he has other intentions. Regardless, of the the reasons, I still appreciate people kindness when I didn’t expected them to be.