As I was stressing my way to defining, comparing and contrasting corporate communication and organizational communication, I came across a lot of personal blogs of BA Organizational Communication (then) students . I dunno if it's a part of their course requirement or they just have this zeal about orcom that they can't help but share it to the blogosphere. It brings me bliss to know that there are people under a not-so-popular course really having a grasp of what their curriculum is about. Just like them, I am also a communication student. And my fellow "It's not Mass Comm or Broad Comm" communication course students would agree on how diverse communication courses are. It's sort of a double-edged sword actually. Its multifariousness can work both to our advantage and disadvantage. We are jacks of all trades, masters of none.
Because of envy (haha), sheer curiosity, and honestly lack of sense as to what my own course, Speech Communication, is all about, I tried googling it too, hoping to find blogs of people under the same curriculum explaining the course and describing how enjoyable and beneficial it is. To my dismay, I found none! Zero! Nada!
What a shame.
Is Speech Communication uncool? Of course not! I totally disagree. So, let me fight the battle against Speech Comm ignorance.
What is Speech Communication?
Check my next post for this. It can be kinda long. It has lots of rants and yada yada explanation (aka defense) on the course so yeah, it deserves a fresh, new page. :)
I am a JELLYFISH. Welcome to my ocean of thoughts and my daily movement to the current of insanity. FACTS ABOUT JELLYFISH: 1.They are almost transparent aquatic beings having a jellylike appearance and are free-swimming. 2.Their colors may be white, pink, yellow, orange, red, blue, green and multi-colored. 3.Their movement is dependent on the ocean currents, tides and winds. 4.They have no blood, brain or nervous system. 5.JELLYFISH TO RULE THE OCEANS!
Wednesday 16 November 2011
Monday 24 October 2011
Amag #5: Christianity
Yesterday,
I was invited by Aga’s friends to go to the Church with them. I was asking God
to take me back, make me His disciple again, so I thought maybe this is God
moving. So I joined them. The Church is in UN Avenue. It was an old cinema
house which was transformed into a Church. I was surprised to see a lot of
youth there. I’ve been to CCF, to Victory, and to other churches but this is
the first time that I’ve seen a huge percentage of participants aged 16 to 25.
It’s not a youth service. It’s open to all ages but about 97% of the attendees
are youth.
While in the
service, I was asking myself if these are real Christians. I’ve always believed
that young people are the ones most vulnerable to sinning. We are the ones
surrounded by temptations and most curious to try new and bad things. I’ve
always believed that being a Christian, a true devoted Christian, is not
suitable for teens or young adults. Based from experience, we are not yet
geared up to leave our life behind for Jesus. There are just a lot of things to
try and to learn from. It feels like life won’t be complete without letting
ourselves be exposed and open to all things.
Maybe that’s
what’s keeping me from giving my life back to Christ. I’ve been very devoted to
Him before and I was happy during those times, but a part of me wants to try
things. A part of me wants to break free from all of the restrictions of God’s
Word. I understand that these boundaries are for my own sake and that these are
made not to harm me, but to give me an enjoyable life. Yet sometimes, I also
feel the urge to put myself in danger.
I know I am bad.
I’m unworthy of any calling, grace, blessing, or anything that God would give
me. On the other hand, I still need a God during this time of carefreeness and
carelessness. I still need someone to praise for the good things that I’ve been
experiencing, someone to ask forgiveness to whenever I know I did something
wrong, someone to talk to and beg for grace whenever I encounter something that
I can’t do on my own.
I still want and
need God. I’ll always will. I just can’t devote my life to Him yet. I know it
is unfair for Him. One thing is for sure though; I’ll go back to only Him when
I’m ready. And so this is my prayer, “God please make me ready. Please make me
want only You in my life. Make my life be more of You and less of me. Forgive
me if I can’t give up things in my life now yet. But please don’t give up on
me. Make my life a journey that leads to only You."
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UPDATE: I am still not a Christian. I tried going back to Church, but after some time I just stop. I go back again, and then stop all of a sudden. It's a cycle. I am getting exposed to a lot of things, a lot of ideals and it's making me question the truth of Christian's God. I mean, Jesus Christ and God the Father could exist. But I question if they really are the true God that should be worshipped. Oh, I'm bad. Really bad. This is blasphemy. I am just so confused right now. Deep in my heart, I want to go back to Church. Sometimes though, I question my intent. Sometimes I feel like I just want to go back in order to belong. In order to have people around me.
Amag #4: One-winged butterfly
Here I am again, being drawn in
solitude by the four corners of my room. I see the filthy floor and feel
disgusted by it but I’m too languid to make any move, much more to excrete
perspiration by cleaning the surface. It could be because of the frazzling
heat, or the fact that I’m all alone, that makes me cull the idea of any
movement.
Though some people rejoice in
isolation and trust that it is vital in one’s life, I feel the opposite. I fear
isolation. I dread being alone. I believe that people are meant to be with at
least one other person in order to truly live. Of course I believe that we
should also have an “alone time” every now and then. I save it for my “bathroom
moments” whereas I sit on my throne and analyze my life or whatever situation I
am in. That moment is already enough for me. I can already get in touch with
myself and sort out my own feelings and ideas in a number of minutes I spend on
that throne.
I’m not a hyper social butterfly
that flies from one group of friends to another. I can even leave unnoticed
inside a room full of people. I’m not remarkable. I do not initiate
conversations unless really bored, or needed. I don’t have the talent of being
able to talk and talk about anything and everything that exists or we imagine
exists. Most of the times, I depict myself boring to talk to for not being able
to relate to most of the topics. I don’t have a lot to say about certain
subjects and my mind flutters from one idea to another, which makes me hard to comprehend.
So sometimes I just choose to shut up instead of share something from my
scattered brain.
So, welcome to my life. The life
of a creature yearning to be surrounded by people, but doesn’t have the
characteristics to be such.
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