You Have to Read This Girl's Hugot Graduation Post
Most graduating students commemorate their four- or five-year journey in college by posting their grad photo along with a rather long entry about the challenges they've encountered, how they overcame them, and thanking those who have helped them along the way. When we saw the post of Candy Correspondent Arra Bayan, who graduated Cum Laude from UP Diliman this month, we thought it to be the same, until we started reading it and realized that the beloved she was talking about wasn't just UP, her school, but someone else, too.
"My five years in the university was culminated by a significant event in my life, or as I'd like to call it—the most hurtful, but most important lesson I had to learn. Since I was a freshman I always felt like something was missing. I couldn't see UP as the hype people put it out to be; it served merely as a container to many students striving to attain a degree. In my final year, I realized the reason—UP wasn't UP without you in it, simply because, you were my UP.
UP wasn't UP without you in it, simply because, you were my UP.
You were my UP, because from the very first time I laid eyes on you, I was captivated. Your smile radiated like the picturesque sun on the oblation backdrop. From that moment on, I knew you were truly special.
You were my UP, because you were my first love. You showed me how to live life in happiness and contentment. We shared some stellar moments together—the walks around the university, the piggy back rides, the first time you held my hand... These are moments I'm sure to cherish forever.
You were my UP, because you taught me a great deal of things. And in a way, these things have altered me, some for the best, some for the worst. These lessons weren't an easy digest, but taking them to heart was a must to grow.
You were my UP, because like the many impossible class requirements, I cried and lamented over you, and what it would feel like to fail you. And in times when I actually did, it was never a good feeling. But you almost always seemed to be accepting to let me back in.
You were my UP, because despite the struggle, I couldn't seem to give you up, because I knew I'd be fighting for something of great worth. It became more and more difficult and tiring, especially after numerous rejections by you. But amidst this unpleasantry, I was determined to continue my efforts.
You were my UP, because even though a lot of words have been held against you, your greatness was never lessened. The more negativity that stacked, the more I wanted to stand by you. You see, when you love someone as much as I loved you, you simply do not give up, even if all signs point to the impossibility of things. Like a true Iskolar ng Bayan, hinding hindi natatapos ang laban.
You see, when you love someone as much as I loved you, you simply do not give up, even if all signs point to the impossibility of things.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
You were my UP, because in just a short amount of time, you made me realize my worth and significance. You made me aware of the things that I should fight for. You made me believe in my capabilities to represent something larger than life. You made me feel fearless.
You were my UP, because like the sunflowers along University Avenue, you gave me hope that one day, all the efforts will pay off and will not have been for naught. You gave me hope, that no matter how tough the going gets, something good will blossom in the end.
You gave me hope, that no matter how tough the going gets, something good will blossom in the end.
Lastly, you were my UP, because now, we are going our separate ways. I'll be out to chase the future, and you'll be doing the same. The only difference is, we won't be chasing it together anymore. This is perhaps the hardest fact to accept. The only thing that makes it bearable is knowing that I loved you no less than when I loved you the most.
I will miss you so much, even more than words can reach. Sa taong papalit sa aking pwesto, hiling ko lang na 'wag mong biguin ang pamantasang minahal ko ng buong puso.
Sa ngayon, paalam UP. Maraming maraming salamat."
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Outdoors Danielle Flestado @artdkf | May 1, 2020 "I miss the outside world. The last time I went outside of our house was on my birthday. We just bought coffee across our village and went back home immediately. This painting made me feel that I'm in a field, just appreciating the beauty of God's creation. Can you imagine the green grass and pink flowers?"
When everything around you suddenly turns dark, the first thing we'd prolly do, as humans, is to find and grab anything that is closest and nearest to us. We'll hold onto them for as long as we can, trying to collect ourselves and gather courage to adjust our eyesights to the pitch black environment that's consuming us minute by minute. And then you'd hear nothing. Your sense of hearing would somehow go off after not seeing anything for quite awhile. You'll let loose. Cry. Panic. You'll be exhausted for fighting your way out. Then just when you're about to stop and give up, you're no longer afraid. There's only this deafening silence and pithole of darkness that's gonna eat you up alive. And surprisingly, you'll make a home out of it.
You'll make a home out of the darkness that when a ray of light suddenly hits you, you'll try to avoid it. You'll try to cover your eyes. You'll try to cover your ears from the voices trying to help you get out of it. You'll try to hide because your mind and body will go against your will to come out and live. Because the darkness that used to scare you, now comforts you in a way you thought has helped you survived life. And you'll try to live. Day by day. In the darkness. Not knowing where to go. Not knowing where to start. Not knowing who is with you. You will try to live until the darkness that once surrounds you is now within you. And everyday, it's gonna be a cycle of subtle torture. But let me tell you a secret. The darkness won't make you whole.
You'll be broken. And in those hair-like cracks, the light will stubbornly fight its way through until it warms you up. Until you realize to check the switch and turn it on. Until you allow other people to help you find your way back in the light. Until you realize you're ready to live in light again. There's a light at the end of this long and dreading tunnel. The only question that matters: will you let them in?
I always thought of life, like a bead where each piece makes it worth sewing together with other piece of beads to make a stronger bond and to create a beautiful result. Today, how do we bond well with different people especially this difficult time? As this day challenges us to a new normal, may we continue to bead along positively with our life.