Like the skyscraper

You were built to last for years
Oh sweet words for your ears
You are to touch the highest sky
Alongside all the birds that fly

You are to make the heads look up
Yet someday you are to stop
For as you go your way up high
Realize that not everything is worth a try

Just as said, even the best fall down sometimes
And the world out there is full of obvious signs
That you might have the deepest foundation
Natheless, it still sets certain limitation

You are designed for the world to see
Yet you are to have the greatest of humility
Everyone may bow before you
Yet there's still Someone up there above you

Like the skyscraper.

#GoodFriday

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PS. I wrote this piece right after watching this particular documentary I found on my dad's USB. The title is "911: In Plane Site", a 2004 documentary explaining a number of conspiracy theories. Obviously, however, the composition above do not relate to the documentary :)))#justsaying

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Not so much of my four-year college ride.

Yesterday was my last official day as a student. And we ended it with another truly unforgettable party.

Let me say that I am really the one who pushed for such party. Honestly, I don't know why I even sacrificed my finals and org accomplishment report for this. Maybe because I just love my classmates so much. *wink wink

Nevertheless like what I've said, everything was worth it. 

There's just one thing I failed to do, and that is to prepare a good speech. 

Kay dito ko na lang ibubuhos :P

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           I entered Lyceum without a great extent of expectations. In fact, I enrolled in a course I am completely unaware of. My ultimate goal is to finish the course and graduate, just how my high school went. However, the four-year ride was completely different. From a life of mediocrity in High school, I didn't expect that an excellent life in college is waiting for me. Four years of taking risks, series of humble achievements, and a great deal of opportunities, my life was changed. Conversely, I also encountered disappointments, failures, and mistakes, but instead of dragging me down, it pushed me. It pushed me to do better, aim higher and keep trying. I may not be graduating with flying colors, but all that I learned, all that I experienced, and all the amazing people I've met, weighs more than one gold medal.

             Being in the Dean's list for five semesters and a consistent member of the honor class, I believe that somehow I've proven my worth in the academic field. When I had the news that (because of only one subject) I am no longer qualified for honorable mention, I cried. I thought that everything will stop right there and I wouldn't be able to recover and get back on my feet, but I was wrong. I commend my classmates for having high GPAs, because I also aimed for that, but I realized that it's not always about grades, you have to be well-rounded.

            The turning point of my college experience was when I became a president of an organization. It was truly a life-changing moment. It came as a surprise, but like Ms. LV de Guzman passing the FSOE exam, (modesty aside) I dare say that it was likely that I would get such position. It's because I am dedicated, I am determined and I am passionate. Accepting such great responsibility, I had sleepless nights, countless petty arguments, stress, pressure and emotional breakdowns but at the end, every single thing was worth it. From all the sleepless nights, I had successful mornings; from countless petty arguments, I had countless lessons and self-realizations; from stress and pressure, I stepped out of my comfort zone; and from all those emotional breakdowns, I am now a stronger person.  Quoting from Mitch Albom in his book The Five People you Meet in Heaven, "Sacrifice is part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to." I've got no regrets for such wonderful organization (of wonderful people) I get to love deeply, the Foreign Service Club.

           To this end, allow me to thank everyone who cross and came across my four-year ride. Special mentions go to my superfriends, Anne, Shiela, Irish and Quennie; Ate Joan, Abigail, Jeremiah, Ronell, and Lai; Ate Cathie; 456 Family; FSC Family; CIR faculty, Dean Arcilla, Amb. Villa, Amb. Almendrala, Amb. Villacorte, Mr. Brillantes, Atty. Sakkam, M. Ron, Mr. Sartillo and Mr. Varona.

       One of the things that I am proud of, I have a good memory not just for names and faces of the people I know, but as well as for little and even trivial moments I get to share with them, so rest assured, I will always remember.

                

             Congratulations to CIR Batch 2013! To God be the glory!

*Souvenir

IR-456 Batch 2013 Graduation AVP

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Sunday sigh

When you're too exciting for something and others are not

When all you want is the best but seems that they don't understand

When you're exerting too much effort but it seems they don't care

When you're asking very little from them and still they say they can't

It's sad. 

Nevertheless I won't stop.

And I will still try to understand.

This is the last. 

And when I look back, I'd want to smile.

With no regrets in my heart.

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More and less.

Most of the times, we envy those who laugh as if there's no tomorrow, who seems so contented and happy with the kind of life he or she has, who is always full of energy and enthusiasm, who is always ready to give pieces of advice. We see these people living in an almost perfect life, without complications and who got nothing to fret about. But we're wrong.

Everyone has their own set of problems to solve, own set of things to worry about, and own set of challenges to deal with.

They just complain less, and by that I also mean, we just complain more.

My 2013 started with not-so-desirable happenings that I came to the point of having nothing but wrath in my heart. I came to the point of questioning and doubting everything and everyone including Him. But then, in the midst of my misery He's the only one who listened to my constant grievances. After all, He's the only one I could turn to. He's the only one I could be completely honest with. And He's the only one who refilled my life with hope.

With all the crushing difficulties I faced, I became stronger. And, no matter how huge my losses were, I gained. I now have (I think) a deeper understanding of why trials exist. I now have a greater sense of appreciation of what He has given and continue to give me.  I gained friends, true friends. I now pay closer attention to what He wants me to learn and realize. And most of all, my faith in Him grew and continue to grow deeper.

All of us have our own battles to fight, and even though these battles refuse to end, it also refuses to stop refining and polishing us. 

Therefore, like those people who are strong enough to hold back their tears before the world, or should I say, like those people who has a greater sense of faith, let's believe more and complain less.

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Oh, please.

On the brightest morning it came
Without a knock on the almost invisible wall
And everything went dark

On the most peaceful minute it rumbled
With a million decibels impairing my eardrums
It resounded around my brain
Straight to the corner of my eyes I cried
It circulated through my veins and reached my heart
I cried again

Life is unfair, they said
Yes it is, I shouted
Who would beg to disagree?
Oh, please
Whose life has been fair and square
And got nothing awful to care

It exists on the deepest of my soul
It prevails over any euphoric thought
It exhausts my whole being

The deafening soundlessness I hear
Despite the deafening crescendo 
Of voices and noise
Of noise and confusion
Of confusion and reality

I prayed.

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