I am inspired by the people I work with.

Even if it sure is hell thinking about how to balance my hours, how my eyes droop in class, how easy it is for me to cut...I know that each waking day is spent thinking about how they can contribute to some sort of goodness. I will be turning 23 soon, and it makes me a bit sad thinking about how I am moved by romantic notions, and am aware of times that I am slowly drifting towards these notions, but can also quickly put on my more logical cap.

But seeing how NGOs, no matter how romantic they can get at times, wake up each day with that feeling in their chest that they will have lived for something, for an abstract but reasonable cost, I am forced to reflect seriously on what path it is I want to take.

My sister decided not to take the board exams yet. And at first I was pissed off, because I want my parents to come and take a look at my efforts as well. Now that I know that they are looking, if only but passively, I am moved to look into what they want for me as well.

I think they basically want me to be free, and it makes me nostalgic thinking about how, in some way, my socially-aware folks have burried their dreams for a profession, for their families. And I don't know why I feel it, but perhaps, I also want to fight their fight.