Exactly a month ago, I was staying at my brother’s room, watching Pushing Daisies (oh, Lee Pace is just sooo cute I wanna be dead and be touched by him), when my mother came in and said she wanted to talk. Something that never fails to send me to utter discomfort.
Mum: You told your Tita Esther you wanted to study in London?
Tita Esther is my mum’s friend who has just arrived from London. She visited last week and we kinda had a little chat and I kinda told her how much I wanted to study abroad.
Yoshke: Uhm, Er, I might have told her. Yuh.
Mum: You really want to?
Yoshke: Uhm, yeah, a bit.
Mum: Well, you may. I’m letting you.
Hmmm. That was a shocker. Something didn’t sound right. There’s a catch, I thought. There must be.
Yoshke: Seriously?
Mum: Yes. Once you find a school, I’ll be shouldering your fare and first sem’s tuition.
Yoshke: And?
Mum: No “and.” You’ll be on your own.
Yoshke: On my own? What do you mean “on my own?”
Mum: Use your savings for your expenses, which means, you’ll also have to work there. If you want to continue school, you’ll have to find a job. And you can only stay up to three months at Esther’s. Get your own flat. And until you have your Master’s degree, don’t bother coming home.
So there’s the catch. My mum certainly didn’t want me to go. Ergo, the don’t-bother-coming-home part. The whole thing was an inconspicuous way of brainwashing me out of living abroad. Reverse psychology with a little bit of blackmail.
To be honest, it got me thinking for several nights. I really want to get a degree from a school overseas but the offer would clearly be a huge gamble. As much as I love taking risks and embarking on adventures, I surely will not gamble all the money I saved since I started working two years ago. And it’s not just the money. I’m risking my entire life if I accept it.
I told my mum to give me a month to think about it.
Tomorrow night, I’m giving her my final decision. I guess I’m sticking to my becoming-a-diplomat plan. Less uncertain.
*images courtesy of stephenwiltshire.co.uk
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pwede ba magpaampon sa nanay mo?
hindi pede. wala nang bakante. haha.
So, ur not going to London?
nope.
go for it!
nah. risky masyado.
huwaw London!! bigatin!!.. try mo lng.. pwede nmang umuwi anytym e.. ~_^
(tama ba advice ko?? hehehe)
hindi nga ako pede daw umuwi e or humingi ng tulong sa kanya once andun na ko.
pwede ako na lang ipadala ng mom mo sa london? tapos sagot niya fare n first sem ko hehehe
love pushing daisies too!
waaaaah. Pushing Daisies. NED IS LOOOOVE.
he makes my heart melt wahahahaha
ako si anonymous above hehe
grabe. ang cute nya no? lalo na pag magsa-smile sya secretly. waaaaaaaaaaaaaah
waah! sayang naman….
sana tinuloy mo na…ako, i want! hehe!
gusto ko rin naman e, kaya lang natatakot lang ako. ayun.
Meh. Bakit di mo tinanggap???
it’s a gamble. Besides, the only reason I want to study overseas is I want to get a taste of life abroad. Something I will even be paid doing if I become a diplomat. Haha.
Akala ko pa naman ako yung reason. Hahaha!
HAHAHAHAHA. ewan ko sayo. haha.
Hahaha!
Buti na lang hindi mo tinanggap.
just tell me not to and i won’t ever. CHOS! haha
Hmmm…. i don’t think pwede ka mag-work pag study VISA. Work siguro na walang contract… racket. Mahirap yan pag wala kang Filipino friends or super-reliable safety net. Unless tawid ka dito sakin… 30 minutes lang
I suppose “Tita” Esther is really just your mom’s friend. She could’ve been more supportive if she was more than that.
Tama ba?
Too risky talaga.
Proceed with ambassadorship, you’ll be rewarded with more powerful connections.
now THIS is the comment I’ve been waiting for. Something that will tell me I did the right thing. Haha.
Pede magtrabaho with a student visa sa UK, I think. I was at the European Education Exhibition in Makati a few years back and I remember thinking working and studying at the same time. BUT, before you could get a student visa, you have to show proof that you or your family can afford studying there.
Yeah, I’m not even close to Tita Esther.
Oy, kunin mo kaya ako dito. Haha. Dalhin mo ko jan sa Netherlands. Hahaha.
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nye matagal pa un… baka ambassador ka na pag nakuha ko Dutch passport ko hehe
hindi naman siguro. hahaha.