We are our experiences

Has anyone ever told you these exact words: “I hope you see how incredible you are”?

If you were able to read my preceding blog posts you might think that I’m some unfulfilled freak in paranoia, living a very futile life. I always fumed about how talent-less I was and how I see myself as a non-entity. Just today I had a major paradigm shift. All of a sudden, I’m inspired.  

I survived what was apparently the toughest, most agonizing year in college- junior year. Starting it last June was a huge undertaking on my part considering that I was working fulltime as a TSR at Convergys at the same time I was enrolled as a fulltime student at my school. I organized the schedule of my classes so that I would have ample time for school, work, sleep and of course, leisure. I have been juggling everything all at once counting the huge amount of stress that was thrusted upon my shoulders. Eventually, I had to stop working because there had been a conflict with my Journalism class which was on a Saturday and the company I was working for didn’t allow me to miss work because calls would usually be queuing on weekends.  It was a tough decision. I was lured to give up my Journalism class because I really loved my job but somehow that love was won over by my love for writing and the fact that failing a major subject is just downright humiliating so I quit my job and school became my priority.

School has been my number one feeder of stress and junior year was the most challenging of them all.  We had our class play, the publication of our departmental newspaper, The Lead, the annual Bilib Awards and not to mention, overcoming seemingly insurmountable odds of meeting deadlines for our projects in both our major and minor subjects. You have no idea what I’ve endured over the past ten months- never-ending sleepless nights and miserable mornings.

During the first semester there was Advertising which made me carry this ultra-thick book filled with all the advertising jargons, Film Appreciation, which opened my critics’ eye, Theater, with all the excruciating Vietnam exercises and the regular SIPI’s and of course, Journalism and all those copy reading exercises. The second semester was no different except for the fact that it was more stressful. There were Public Relations, Development Communication, Events Management and Writing for TV and Radio which really gave me hell!

working as a "real" employee was the best thing that 
ever happened to me, even better than being in love

Bilib forevermore, I emerged as the champion 
for the Hep2x Hooray game..hahaha!

Believe: A Musical about True Chances
Cast and Prod Staff

the first ever press conference I participated in

I went home w/ my skin tone several shades darker
after playing beach volleyball for MC All Stars

stress-reliever: Masskara street partying w/ friends

interviewing Auke Idzenga of AIDFI for our article

harvest at COPRE

random party at "the secret garden"

night swimming w/ my loves

Papang's Christmas Blow-out

Animo Radio

Bacolaudiat 2010

we defied gravity as we climbed up the mountains of Murcia
to do our documentary

the first time in my life that I got really drunk @ Art District

NEONTROPOLIS

Through them all, I always thought of my incapacities and all the negativities about myself but every time I think about everything I’ve been through for the past school year, I can’t help but be proud of myself for getting out of it alive. My professors were very arduous, they were venomous and good thing I was able to swallow the venom they offered.

So today when someone told me, “I hope you see how incredible you are” made me feel that I am laudable after all. Never did I hear my own mother praise me but hearing these words from this person is unprecedented. It’s nice to know that my efforts are recognized after all. If not for those slave-driver teachers of mine, I wouldn’t be as robust as I am today. Who’d have thought that we’d be able to come up with such superb outputs if not for those projects? I can say that the past school year has been shall I say, a harnessing of what my classmates and I had in us. I am now geared up to conquer yet another school year, no matter how agonizing it may be. Because of everything I’ve been through, I can say with finality that I am ready. BRING IT ON!