Wanted: Dream Job

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

All of us had to answer this billion-dollar question when we were in kindergarten. Back then, at the age of five, the most popular answer would’ve been a doctor. Others would say policeman, or lawyer, or singer. I even had a classmate who said she wanted to become a princess. (No, I didn’t go to school with Kate Middleton.) And I, for one, had my own impressive answer. I wanted to become a nun, and my teacher thought I was so cute and God-fearing because of that. God-fearing, yes, though that wasn’t the case. Truth is, I really liked their headdress.

When I grew up, I did not end up in a convent (otherwise I wouldn’t be here blogging, right?). Somewhere down the road, I ended up taking Economics and Public Policy. But with all due respect to Adam Smith and the principles of demand and supply, what I actually yearn for is to build a career out of the things I love the most- fashion and journalism.

So, you might ask, why didn’t I just take fashion design or journalism course instead? Answer: If you were a small town girl like myself who was fortunate enough to be in the Metro for college, you’d probably opt for the more practical choices that would land you on a sure job. And this is not me justifying, mind you. My years in San Beda are blissfully unforgettable and my Benedictine values will forever be embossed upon my soul.

But then again, it’s never too late to be the person you could have been from the start. It’s never too late to chase after what you once missed. Somewhere out there I know my dream job is waiting for me.

Meanwhile, a girl’s gotta pay the bills! ;)

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