Gusto ko lang ishare sa inyo ang isa sa mga artikulong isinulat ko sa bagong edisyon ng diyaryo namin sa school dahil noong mga panahong problemado ako, kapos at ‘di sigurado kung makakapagaral pa’y kayo ang naging karamay ko at pinagmulan ng maraming encouragements at advices. so for that, maraming maraming salamat ulit. ispesyal ang artikulo na ‘toh para sa akin, ‘di lamang dahil nagmula kay FlaminDevil ang inspirasyon, kundi dahil na rin sa pagbabago ng pananaw ko sa buhay, na narealize ko lang talaga nang muli kong pinakawalan ang aking puso, diwa’t mga kamay upang magsulat–‘yung sulat talaga ah..hehe. 😀 sana magustuhan niyo.
Life in the Woods
Bloom where you are planted—a line I’ve read from a friend’s blog entry that has for months got stuck on my head to give me something to ponder about in times of solitude and retrospection. It struck through me like an arrow and dang it did hurt but I still loved it nevertheless. In fact, it served as my final line on my supposed-to-be-final column you are supposed to read here, but things have changed and I am apparently still staying here in EASTWOODS to fix some stuff and my life as well. Yes, I will be doing some overhaul and I know it’s not gonna be that easy. I’ve messed a lot of things for the past two years that when the consequences came back rushing to me like a violent wave, I just folded and surrendered, convinced that I can no longer make it up, that nothing will ever change. That is why I am thankful of having learned my lesson before it’s too late, though in a much painful way.
I thought transferring into another school and taking my preferred course will make everything okay but all my plans failed. I wanted to get away but a part of me wanted to stay for a reason still unknown to me. The only thing I know is that as the days go by, my conviction slowly changed just because of those few words that meant a lot more to me. It just reminds me that as human beings with changing needs, wants and aspirations, it’s becoming harder and harder for us to find contentment of whatever things we have in the moment. We are always in constant search for the better, we always want more, we always want to make the things work for our own convenience and happiness. It’s always a “me-centered” attitude. Me. Me. And more me.
That is a usual hazard for most of us students. No wonder only a few of us really gets the most of our stay in the college or the course we’ve taken, for when the difficulties come up, we always keep on finding ways to get away, play safe or quit—one thing I’ve realized, that will never get us any farther in this race. What we need to succeed is not just perseverance, but the kind that keeps getting strong as the circumstances go even more tough and pressing.
It also came to me that the course we’ve finished won’t define our rate of success once we’ve finally graduated from school. You may land the wrong course, treat it right and it becomes the right one for you. The same way goes with our choice of school. What matters most is the fulfillment that we get and the things we contribute to the betterment of it. However, it’s easier said than done because it takes a lot of work and dedication. And the only way of doing it is by being completely a part of this school where you are planted, also one of my recent realizations because it’s not easy to feel “belong” whenever we see school problems and flaws right before our eyes. In some ways it’s discouraging, but in the brighter side, encouraging as well for it means that there’s still more room for improvements. Again, the same still applies to us because we oftentimes doubt ourselves from accomplishing our goals because of our deficiencies and stubbornness, not knowing that it only takes some patience because everything will be alright as it always did, given more time. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do now, to fix everything, slowly but surely, I guess.
For so many times I felt like I don’t belong here, that my course didn’t fit even a half of me, so many doubts, too many failures that I think I’ve had more than enough. So now I will know better. My feet’s already been planted here so there’s no turning back, no other way around but to keep moving on and finish what I had started, to grow, and if possible, bear more fruits. And I also hope you will.
EASTWOODS, a place from which the sun arises, a fertile land where plants and trees do grow, a place of challenges and survival. Isn’t it great to grow here, to grow along with this institution? Yes? Then, bloom where you are planted. College life will not always be easy. In fact many have folded, withered and stayed that way. But as long we keep our feet rooted on this ground, and our eyes set on the prize, we’ll continue to grow and weather any storm ahead.