Why Accountancy?

There aren’t four seasons here in the Philippines. Just too much rain or too much sun. A
little bit of too much and the course itself will make me explode. Before everything else, there
was the oblivious take of accounting that made me think that it’s probably just fancy math for
business people. Like most teenagers during my time in pre-senior high school, they enlisted the
help of their parents—and mine was my mother. She successfully encouraged me to take up
accounting. At first, my lack of awareness of the course paralleled my interests. It was also
fuelled by my incline toward a culinary course since it’s been my dream. But as soon as I heard
“money” and “big opportunities” it piqued my curiosity leading me to choose Accountancy and
Business Management (ABM) as my SHS strand. I thought it would be wise to choose a more
practical course than the wishful thinking of getting a job as a chef. And so, my accounting
journey started.
It wasn’t that bad, I thought. The topics were interesting enough, and the teachers more
so. However, I was further intrigued by one of my teachers and their passion which inspired me
throughout my senior years. Little did I know this very inspiration would make me love the
course itself. It was like a hundred-eighty-degree shift in my interests and goals. Before I knew
it, graduation passed me by as if it was just yesterday and now I’m walking toward my first
college class as an accounting major.
It wasn’t that bad, I still thought. The schedule was much more demanding and the topics
were even more challenging. It was a series of battle against burning-out, anxiety, and sleepless
nights to remain productive. And as the semesters progressed, the series never ceased. I felt like
drowning at some point, and my goals weren’t as clear as it was before. I realized that I might
end up on the point of no return. Such a scary thought in a time of absolutely no guarantees when
nothing is ever sure. But as long as I keep my sights on those blurry goals, I think I can keep it
up. It still wasn’t that bad.
My friends were definitely angels sent from above, I surmised. They still are. Among the
endless companionship of fellow accounting majors, they stood the test of time, not just
academically, but personally as well. They made it seem as if the course was bearable again, that
I was never alone in the first place.

It really isn’t that bad. I chose this course because I had the clearest goals in mind when I
made the decision. And I chose to stay because I could, and because my goals are clearer than
ever. Despite the everyday trouble and anxiety, I would continue choosing these battles to fight
for until I win the war and finally see myself I dream I will be.