Confessions of a Frustrated Teacher

It’s been months since I last wrote here on my blog and today, I am grateful to find a slice of time to write again and share with you the four things I’ve pondered upon while drinking this hot coffee on a peaceful Sunday morning.

Just like you, I also have my greatest desires in life and the frustrations I have to overcome. Please bear with my dramas once again.


Time can be your greatest ally, or your worst enemy. It can devour your hopes or it can help you reach for your dreams. Time can be fast, fast enough that you haven’t seen it passed. Time can be cruel, cruel enough that you didn’t have the chance. The chance to make everything right, the chance to go after what you really want to do with your life.

I’ve been battling against time and is so far unable to cope up with it. I’m getting old but I still feel incomplete and unaccomplished.



I am twenty-seven. If you’ll ask me if I am satisfied with what’s going on my life, the answer would be a yes and a no.

YES. Because I have saved myself from being one of the problems of the society. Moreover, I can proudly consider myself as part of the solution…oh, the noblest of all professions. Sounds cool eh?

I am now a fully functional 7-to-5 government slave who barely makes both ends meet by being a superteacher/janitor/nurse/carpenter/you name it.

I’ve become a jack of all trades, and a master of none. I have learned to love Fridays and the twentieth of every month.

But more than being a teacher, I am fulfilled to see that I am making a difference in the lives of the children I teach.

NO. Because no matter how I sugarcoat it, I think there’s a huge part of me that’s still missing. It’s the great sense for adventure, the thirst for wanderlust and the hunger for nature. I’m into it more than I’m into whatever I’m doing right now. I want to start, no, I wanted to start but I didn’t know how, no, I didn’t know whom to start with.

Long story short, I’m still struggling to find happiness within.

That’s the yes and the no.


I feel like I’m on the part of life where I have to choose between what I need and I want to do with my life.

The need to establish my own family in consideration of my age and the expectations of the people around me against the things that I really wanted to do for myself at least before I turn 30.

I’m the kind of person who always have the desire learn new things through experiences and adventures. To learn how to swim, to play the guitar and the piano, to draw or to paint. To pursue my passion for mountain biking and mountain hiking once again, to raise bonsais, and to share my advocacy of teaching indigenous children through my trekking adventures.

God…I still have a long way to go.


The reason why I am writing this is to tell myself and the other ones who’s having the same frustrations like me to live life to the fullest. It’s not too late to make the most out of it, all you have to do is to have the courage to start. I have failed to do it at a young age but you can have a different story.

Rage against time by creating wonderful memories with the most important people in your life. Have a sense of fulfillment by pursuing your goals and adventures, whatever it takes. Keep on choosing your desires over other people’s expectations. And most importantly, start dreaming and TAKE ACTION! It all starts with a single step and no matter how slow your progress is, do not stop.

Remember, you only live once, make it count by having a meaningful life. A life well lived.


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