THE DIGNIFYING TRUTH

Recently, an enormous failure came crashing into my life. we lost in the annual AD CLASH, a big event of the advertising department that showcases every creativity of the graduating students. And with all the combined creative efforts of our team somehow we didn't quite get there. The victory was far off-hand that day. And its the most painful thing in the world.

Everyone in the group cried when the champion was announced, and as the leader of this pack i feel the most responsible for our lost. We sat in the crowd of people yelling for the champion. We never felt that insignificant. The most painful pain ever in my years in college. It was worse than failing your midterm or even dropping a subject cause you know you cant make it through. Pain was all we could feel that moment.

We accepted defeat in the most mature way, we stood up and got so proud of the winners, but behind our smiles and applauses are tears already draining down from our hearts. It was the first time in four years of our lives in college that we believed into something and never doubted it yet reality says otherwise. We're not conceited, we believed that our campaign is better and greater. But somehow, things did not fall on the place where we want it to be. We lost, a glorious lost.

After the competition, as we were consoling each other, enormous amount of sympathy poured in. Alumni came to us and congratulated us, for them we are the winners. We should have won. The amount of energy was immeasurable from the people who expected us to win and it became so overwhelming that our vulnerability became our strength. We believe in our campaign so there's no way we're gonna walk with our heads down. No way!

This is the DIGNIFYING TRUTH. We are the real winners. Winners who accepted defeat despite skepticism. We may have not received the honor and the label of being the champion but in our hearts we know we are. We were molded into great warriors by the loving hands of failure and by its hands again we will emerge as greater warriors. Stronger and smarter. We're blessed to have been defeated in the most senseless way, because the painful pinch makes our drive and passion more intense than ever. Our greatness shone upon the innocent minds of people and it made them believed that indeed we are great. I cried when we lost, but most of my tears fall because of the overwhelming feeling of having found the real glory of winning. Before I thought that the essence of winning is beating your toughest competition--- absurd and immature. But the real essence of winning is humbling yourself despite the greatness that you have, accepting defeat despite people telling you that you are the winner and most importantly real winners don't brag they are winners, their light as winners shines so bright that it burns people's eyes. And thats exactly what happened during that day. It was a glorious defeat, a defeat i will never forget and a defeat i will forever be proud. We are way more than the standards set that day and this defeat won't define who we are and what we can do.

Proudly, I say, our greatness shall prevail.

THOUGH STORMS CRASHED HEAVENS

SLOWLY IT WILL RISE AGAIN,

UNTIL SPRING BEGINS.

happy heart's day!

WHEN REALITY MEETS FANTASY

FANTASY: What is your wish? I can give you everything that you wish for.

REALITY: Everything?

FANTASY: Everything.

REALITY: I wish to fall in love like its the first time i've ever fallen in love.

FANTASY: .......

...WASTED...

WASTED. Three days na akong walang tulog, ang sakit na rin ng mata ko. Gusto kong itigil ang lahat ng ginagawa ko pero hindi ko magawa dahil hindi pwede.

I never thought i could say this but "I NEED A BREAK!"


ON THE LIGHTER SIDE OF THINGS

I had taken my midterm kanina, and i could'nt be any happier. In the last minutes that i was able to browse some notes eh i think majority of the questions nasagot ko naman ng tama. Whhew! Friends showed concerns din. Umiyak daw ako. Hahaha. But the truth is magang maga na ang mata ko dahil wala pa akong tulog. Huhuhuhu! Okay na din si mama, after the operation, we were relieved to actually see her laughing. we had a great laugh kanina sa hospital and she'll be discharged tomorrow. Thank God.

MISSING SOMEONE... :-)

The last time i was with this someone was a bliss thats why some parts of my day were nostalgic when i recall that blissful night. So ironic, masaya pero at the same time malungkot.

HAAAY! NATAPOS KO NA DIN SA WAKAS.

The cover of Pinoy Legands sa wakas tapos ko na. Haay. I enjoy this subject talaga kahit sina-suck niya ang marami kong oras eh rewarding pa rin lalo pa't makita ko ang finished work.




I STILL THANK GOD FOR THIS DAY, TOO MUCH HASSLE BUT GREATER BLESSINGS. HAAAY.

CIAO FOR NOW!

:'-(

AT THE BUS STATION.... slowly time is killing the remaining moment of the little of heaven that two souls share. Eyes meet and dreams take flight as the shards of temporary goodbyes scatters around the air. Blissfull as it is, where all the innocence of the heart belongs to one another. Resting upon the pillows of happiness and dwelling on the pastures of green lands. The hands that feels like the sunny morning of favourite mondays, the breath that captures the perfection of the morning breeze. How they wish this would not end. How they wish to die in the blissfullness of this paradise.

TIME HAS COME, the walk through the bids of goodbyes has started with much sadness on the watery eyes. Step by step they glanced at the image that they'll be keeping, the face that they'll be searching and the sweet sound of harmonic voices that they'll be missing. The night is getting older as it sympathetically closes it's door to the great fantasy.

FOR THE LAST TIME, they've embraced in the darkness of that night, smelled the skin that warmed them through the journey of finding the land of smiles and laughs. But they must let go, they must forego. So long sweet love, indeed parting is such a sweet sorrow.

im scared

Its a really gloomy morning today and though i try to be positive as much as i can, i think the morning is just too nostalgic. Clouds are darkened with its grayish blast and the breeze is cold like december mornings.

There are too much responsibilities to take on right now, personal and non-personal. And yeaterday, i almost felt like i was going to break down. But i held still cause there are things to do. Sometimes i hate it when i deprive myself of crying and breaking down. Palagi ko na lang pinagpapaliban, thats why when i get into the point where i really can't hold on, ayan na, di na ko titigil kakaiyak. But of course, there few good things naman kahit ganun na nangyayari, like i get stronger everytime, feel like i can win any battle kapag ganun.

People believe in me, thats why they had entrusted these responsibilities sa akin. And i dont want to disappoint them. I'll prove to them that i can really do this with excellence and pride. Self-destruct button is always around and any minute that i feel like pressing it i would. But for now, dapat akong maging matatag, di ako dapat bumigay specially now that everyone seems to be dweeling on my capabilities. I only pray to come out of this victoroius.