04.07.08
Failures
A day after the PhilNITS SW exam, here I am writing. And just like the first time (FE), I again failed. One thing different though is that this time, I was never really expecting to pass. Not before the exam, and not after it. I knew that I’ll fail. And the exam is never really the reason why this post has such a title.
Well, maybe the exam is a part of it. A part so small. Probably analogous to a period in the end of a paragraph.
The title speaks about the first quarter of my year. Last January, I wrote my goals for the year on my other blog, in the hope that if they’re written for people to read, I’ll be encouraged to do them. More than three months later, though, the goals I’ve written became what I didn’t expect them to be… constant reminders that I am a failure. Well, at least for the first three months of the year.
In that post, I said I would be 10 pounds lighter by the end of March… I guess I’m 10 pounds (or more) heavier than I was in January. I also said that I’ll save at least P3000 a month. I did, just to have it all gone by March-end.
Then, there were the goals regarding my job. 2 blog post per month for Dinozilla: I haven’t written any. Zero lates for the whole year: I was doing fine until that 1 minute late at the end of March. Lastly, the customer rating thing of 6.5 up: my project is delayed BIG time, so I’m not in a position to expect anything higher than 5 (or maybe 4).
Then, there were the things that cannot be measured. Patience: I still hate long lines, jeepney drivers who wait for passengers who are still taking a bath, etc, etc. And as with my social life, I no longer spend all of my weekends at the apartment alone. Sometimes, I go to the office for overtime work! Great improvement, huh?!?
And to complete everything, there’s the PhilNITS exam. With all the previous failures, the exam looked like an insignificant part. A small point, perhaps, to end a long paragraph.
Failures… somebody said they are inevitable. They are a part of life, so to speak. And in a statement that can allow you to let all the anger and frustration out, you can just shout “S**t happens!”, then move on.
But that’s the good thing about it. You can move on. I can move on. Or to restate it properly, I SHOULD move on. The PhilNITS exam may have ended the paragraph, but that was just the first. There are three quarters more left for my goals to find their end. Three more paragraphs to change the ambience set by the first. 9 more months to prove that the setbacks of the first three won’t hinder the realization of my goals.
What’s done has been done. There’s nothing more that I can do about it. But there’s a future ahead of me, and whether it would be bright or dull all depends on me. I know what I must do. I just hope that I have enough will and discipline to do it.
