From Our Readers: To Those People I Carry in My Heart
College life is continuously changing me from the inside out. I'm in that stage where life is intoxicating already. It made me just want to sleep all day long and forget all the worries in life.
Yes, there were times when you just want to shout "Ayoko na! Ayoko ng mag-aral!" Or you just want to grab your favorite pen and notebook, curse life, write how awful and cruel it is, and cry until your eyes are swollen. Or you just want to call a friend, travel to a nice place, shower yourself with good vibes, and buy yourself some ice cream. And that's it!
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I may sound so bitter about how I define life, but still think it's beautiful. College life is still memorable especially when you have found your favorite people.
But our friendship was tested as time went by. We experienced misunderstandings throughout our journey. Some petty fights that can be solved right away. And some fights that actually resulted to nearly friendship over because of that freakin' feasibility studies! Can you imagine that? Can you imagine us exchanging bitter and harsh messages in our group chat? I even questioned myself what the heck is going on and why it is happening to us. It was the worst days of my life, I promise.
Those days are gone. Those days were just a part of the past. I already told myself not to bring up those issues again. Until one day, we decided to settle them. Saying how sorry we were about what happened makes me want to cry in joy. Literally speaking, the confessions and revelations left me with no words to say. I was completely speechless.
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But right here, right now, I owe you an explanation. I owe you an standing ovation for everything you've done even if you didn't actually know how those things helped me in a major way.
First, I am thankful for having you. I may not be so vocal for saying that I am, but at least I have a chance to say it here. Second, thank you for standing and staying by my side without question. You say you haven't given your all-out support? But your moral support, a shoulder to lean on, your ears always ready to listen, sharing our beast mode moods made me feel that I am loved by you. Lastly, thank you for always having my back. I may fall sometimes, I may get tired, and you may see me crying in the corner for some reason. It may be personal or academic issues but I always trust that you'll be there and assure me that everything's going to be alright.
You don't know how big your impact is in my life. I'm always thanking God that I have you. That I can actually say that this kind of friendship is what I pray for. God gave me wonderful people that I'll keep closely in my heart.
College life may be ending soon for us and new beginnings will be discovered but our friendship will stay forever. I have always loved you and will be with you forever. This is for keeps, okay?
Your forever besh
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I've been investing in arts, photography, and writing. I've also got back to reading the other day and I finished reading this amazing book entitled 300 Things I Hope by Iain S. Thomas. It is all about the things the author hopes his readers to do in all aspects of life. So, I decided to make a version of it with all of the things I'm hoping for.
I hope I get to see my friends be successful in life. I hope to make a big mural someday. I hope to be a well-known artist like the artists I look up to. I hope to marry the person I am in love with today. I hope to be a little kinder to myself. I hope to see happiness even in the smallest things. I hope to travel the world. I hope to be a good mother and a wife to my future family. I hope to have my artworks displayed in a gallery or an exhibit. I hope to learn more about creative writing. I hope I won't learn how to get tired and give up my passion. I hope I won't get too hard on myself whenever I don't get the results I've been wanting to see in my works. I hope to love myself more even on the days I hate it the most. I hope to lead and empower women; to be their voice and for them to believe in themselves that they can be the woman they look up to. And when I've reached my limit of these things, I hope I won't get tired of reminding myself that my emotions don't make me weak, hence, makes me stronger. These are some of the things I always hope for. What about you? What are you hoping for?
I started fixing myself this quarantine. I mean, I started trying makeup products. As a teen, I'm on my phone almost every hour of the day, scroll on my social media accounts, especially Instagram, and also Pinterest where you get to see nice and pleasing photography by bunch of amazing and beautiful people from different parts of the world. So I started taking my own as well. I did not know that taking your own photo and try to get an Instagramable one is sooooooooo hard, it's exhausting. I do not have alot of space in my room, and I would definitely not do it outside our house because of Corona Virus, and I don't want to be seen by our neighbors HAHA so I have no choice but to make tiis inside my room.
Out of atleast 25 shots, only 2 are a nice picture. While I'm all sweaty and tired, I am proud of what I could do beyond my comfort zone. And this definitely built my self confidence, (and I secret love the compliments I received from both people I know and don't know) It's not my first time visiting in here, Candy! But I'm new to writing my thoughts and experiences, so bare with me HAHA.
Until next time!
First. Pixie dust and paper cuts – these are the first things Wendy knew about Peter Pan. Aurora first met Prince Philip when she was sixteen. Learning how to ride a bike was also a first while I was growing up, but you are probably the first of too many. The first collection of dust and stars; maybe Luna will try to ask, who was your first? I might answer and tell her that it was you.
The first of too many stars in the sky. You are the first of too many fallen leaves during fall – and you will be the most anticipated snowflake as winter comes. A dark path that you can’t see without any light, hence, you were once the moon and there are the stars that shine so bright at night. Are we too early? Or we just really want to be ahead of time? Even in a glimpse, I would like to see the two of us connect as if we can reach the sky. There are other parts of the heavens you have never saw and other oceans you haven’t laid your feet onto – but the constellations will always wait for you. Close your eyes, love, close your eyes. Start counting backward: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Count backward until you see the twinkling lights that will guide you to the right path. To the right satellite; to the right person. A first.
There are many firsts – first love, first heartbreak, first sport you played, the first thing you do in the morning, the first thing you remember about the person in front of you. There are a lot. It’s actually up to us how we will consider something as a first. So, Primo, you are already a first of too many.