Nathan

Personal, Travel

A week into the month of April, a few days after my return back to the Philippines, I still look into the recent past as a memory of what might have been my future, had I been accepted. No, I am not bitter whatsoever. I am just simply worried yet again of what lies ahead.

Last February 11 to 16, 2008, I was fortunate to be among the 16 Filipino hopefuls for a position in one of the most prestigious global countries in the world today – Toshiba Corporation. I was fortunate to be able to travel to Japan even for a short time for the final screening. I was fortunate to stay for one week and be able to visit the places that I have been during that time. I was fortunate to have met new friends whom I have shared this experience with. Having said that, I miss the company of the Toshinoys

A few days into March, I was one of those who were eagerly waiting for the results to arrive in our inboxes. Some received theirs, and a majority of us still were clueless. After a few more days, hope that I might still be chosen is slowly fading away. From that point onwards, I said to myself, “que sera sera.” Despite being bombarded with things from both school and work, I had to leave for a scheduled trip to the United States. During that time, I was only worried about one thing – keeping up with all the problems and need-to-dos. March 15 was the day I left the Philippines, the Saturday before Holy Week. I spent time with my relatives in California during the first week, and went to the East Coast the week after. The last two days of my stay were devoted for the last minute things to buy and preparations for going home. March 28, I finally received the long-awaited letter from Toshiba. It said congratulations for going that far into the screenings but I was not accepted. I was calm, since it was very expected. Then it began to sink in. My cousins noticed that I was quiet, and gave me words of advice. I told them in response,

“I am not sad because I am not accepted. Actually, I was already prepared for this. At least I know they spent time to deliberate my case, and that’s enough for me. What’s bothering me is that I still don’t know where I should be after this is over.”

I began looking back to my visit to East Coast. I loved New York and I thought I’d like to stay in Boston. I didn’t want to go back home. But I had to go home. After all, it was just a short vacation. March 31 came, and it’s back to reality for me.

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