A month and several weeks have gone since the company I went for an interview called me to check the references, and nothing has happened, so, I am giving up on them, if they wanted to hire me they would have called me weeks ago because they wanted to fill the position ASAP, oh well, next time perhaps. But that doesn’t mean I won’t keep looking for a new job.

I’ve been thinking lately, will I get bored of a new job again in two or three years?, should I venture or explore the possibility of self employment?, what can I possibly do to become self employed?, should I learn other professions or skills, like photography?, Should I change my masters degree and study photography?, of should I finish my masters and then take a course on photography?

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There are too many possibilities, but what I am sure of is that I don’t desire to be working like a zombie for the rest of my life, waking up at 6:30AM every day, go to work, then arrive back at home at 6:00PM to repeat the process all over again, no, that’s not living, that’s slavery. I remember that my father never had a “normal” job, at the age of 13-16 I was ashamed of him (what teen isn’t ashamed of his parents?) because he was a “lousy” mechanic and only had a secondary school education, not even a high school diploma! But now I look at how we lived, we had a good life, we always had food in our table and every commodity we could ask for, but most important, he was always there for us, he had lots of spare time even tough he worked like a fucking mule. He had no formal education, on anything, and he was a mechanic, a good one, I remember people from all over the fucking town always looked for him, he also was a entrepreneur, had one liquor store, a successful one, but he wanted to help my older brother and gave him the store, at that time my brother had a problem with drugs, and well, he went bankruptcy, fucking moron, since that time I don’t help him with anything…, just money for his son, nothing more.

After that my father decided to venture into the ice cream business, he bought a Mini Van took the seats off and planted a freezer in there. Again, it was successful, but again, he decided to help my older brother to get out of his misery and gave him the mother fucking Van…, that vehicle is now rooting in the backyard of my house because he is diabetic and can’t stay too much time without eating…, excuses, excuses. I wonder what the fuck he is going to do when my parents die. Anyway, back to father. After those two “enterprises” he tried once more, rented a place and made another liquor store, but it was in an awkward location so he had to close. And now, he says that he is tired of working with cars so he is in the welding business. He started with fences, but now he is working for a small company because he want to pay the Social Security, he never paid it because he always worked by himself.

So, I can say that he is a successful man, my brother destroyed some of his dreams, but what the fuck, that makes him a better person because he placed his heart of loving father before business, so, I can say that he IS successful professional AND a loving father. Damn, I need to tell him this before he die, he might think I don’t have him in so high stem.

If he, with no education, was able to handle a family of five members, then I should be able to take care of myself.

On another note. I am considering to buy a domain name, well, rent a domain name and put this blog in a private server. There are too many skills that I have that I have not used in a long time, like Java, Javascript, PHP and stuff like that, so, what a better way to practice than to show off my skills to the world. Maybe build a blog publishing application from scratch using PHP, MySQL and Java, hmmm, it could be interesting. Yep, this will be my new personal project, lets see how it evolves.

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