One day I will touch the clouds,
by reaching beyond my fingertips and blowing bubbles to the sky.
For these dreams are worth my every try.
Never stop blowing bubbles.
A couple weeks ago my block had our annual sem/year ender called “Krunkin Drunkin’” at Karen’s condo. I’ve blogged about these get together’s for 3 years already, so I won’t go in depth into how we hardly see each other anymore, how much we miss how a3 used to be, and the circumstances to blame for creating such sentiments.
Rather than talk about our lack of block bonding over the years, I want to focus on what’s obviously in excess instead: talent. Forgive me for sounding proud but damn, a3′s quite the power house and honestly, it can be quite intimidating.
While everyone was busy chattering away in the sala, I remember listening in from the bedroom. Roxy was raving about her internship at Rogue which Karen re-affirmed by saying how the people you should impress were impressed. And since Karen’s already a PhilYoungStar writer at age 20 her word you know, means something.
Then Gio (who has contributed for Status) and Karen swap referrals while Jio and Aika name drop all these industry people whose names I should probably be more familiar with by now. (Although, I justify this by telling myself that I’m not going into publishing haha.) Then of course there’s Iya, who despite the fact that she’s all the way in Paris, is mentioned because we all know that she’s going places.
Don’t even get me started on all my amazingly talented friends who are not my aforementioned block mates. But for now let me focus on my blockmates.
Setting aside our own niches, generally in this industry we are somehow each other’s competition. But instead of feeling cut throat, a part of you (well, me) can’t help but feel excited at the prospect that my block mates will most probably be the people to know in the not so distant future of the media.
Although this might come off as brash, the truth is that we’re all going to use each other one day (if we already haven’t.) And i mean that in the best sense of the term, like how this person refers this person who uses this person for this particular job.
When you have such talented friends, you also can’t help but feel envious because you wish you knew your niche, scared because what if you never find it and wishful that when you do, you’ll be freaking awesome at it too.
Actually, you don’t even need to have talented friends. Reading and hearing about all the 20-somethings who are already making something of themselves is unnerving enough.
I’ve tried dabbling in a lot of things which I know is both my advantage and disadvantage. Right now a career in broadcasting is the dream, the details of which I don’t like sharing with a lot of people because I prefer not to get my hopes (too) up albeit still very much dreaming.
Anyways, although I know I just babbled about it I’m not too worried. I strongly believe that if I keep doing whatever “this is” that i’m doing right now, enjoy and be good at it, somewhere down the line the dots will eventually connect. Everything that I’ve ever done and the skills I’ve picked up along the way will finally come together and make sense.
Steve Jobs gives me hope. He created the i-series from a random typography class he took in college, but only after he was kicked out of the company he started and faced his own share of failures. Well, something like that, I forgot the exact details haha.
So, just you wait. I’ll be somebody you can use too.
All pictures from Jio Igual.
Sometimes I ask myself why I must be one of those people who has to unnecessarily and arbitrarily be more busy than her individual program of study requires her to be.
It would be nice not to have a meeting to run off to or wait for after class and for once go home early instead. I think my eyes, which already feel strained because of lack of sleep and countless hours of staring at the computer, would appreciate not having to stay up an extra hour just to write/read emails or do paperwork.
School would probably feel lighter if keeping up grades wasn’t the only thing on the line. Sometimes credibility takes just as much work, maybe even more to maintain. It’s personally more taxing when you don’t only want to disappoint yourself, but others who are counting on you as well.
Anyone who has ever invested themselves in an organization (or two) knows how heavy the weight of responsibility can be. So, why do we still insist on being one those people?
This is why.
“I’m ready to shed my carefree days for more purposeful adventures”
I don’t know whether it’s really our generation, or because my peers are all in this certain stage in their lives (including myself), or the fact that I’m surrounded by such ambitious people. But these days everyone seems to be fighting to make their dreams a reality; getting their head out of the clouds and getting their feet moving on the grounds towards their unforeseeable future.
I spent last weekend at the beach with my blockmates where we spent hours on end discussing the media/communication industry, our eventual place in it and how we’re planning on getting there and leaving our mark. We’re barely hitting our twenties and already so many people have a head start while others are still trying to catch up and figure it out. It seems that now the younger we are the more driven we’ve become. It’s slightly ironic how at 19 I already feel the pressure from the “competition.”
I love seeing my friends accomplish their dreams but honestly, sometimes their successs scares the shit out of me. They are a living and breathing example of dreams being realized. It’s an in-your-face kinda feeling, mockingly saying that you can do the same yet haven’t. But you want to.
Is it me or are quarter life crises replacing mid-life crises?
There’s a Zen Buddhist saying in Eat, Pray, Love about how an oak tree is brought into creation by 2 forces. Firstly, the seed which holds all the promise and potential which grows into the tree. Secondly it’s the future tree itself which wants so badly to exist that pulls the acorn into being. Essentially it is the oak tree that creates the very acorn from which it was born.
Given all my insatiable desires and everything that has been happening these past couple of months it’s comforting to think that somewhere out there my future self is cheering me on, flirting with the Gods to get me a date with opportunity so that I may actualize into the person patiently waiting for my past and present self to arrive.
Do you ever get a feeling that everything you’ve done in the past is slowly and unconsciously preparing you for your future? For example…
The thought crossed my mind during our Post-mortum meeting last Wednesday (check previous entry). All the fussing and feedback felt oddly familiar except now the OC teenagers are replaced by OC adults. That will be us in the future perhaps? haha.
It’s reassuring to remind myself that the same thing applies for my present where I’m being conditioned for bigger and better things. This also includes the people I’m meeting along the way who are meant to help open windows of opportunity, exposing me to different paths I could possibly take. Most importantly they make dreams feel like they could be a reality. I could definitely name a few right now.
I feel like me 2-3 years ago and I’m excited!The unforeseeable future feels bright!

Anyways, last night was another great night. First, an awesome dinner at SOMS, the best and cheapest Thai restaurant you’ll ever find in the city, courtesy of Gab. He’s actually one of those people I feel can expose me to the industry, even if it’s just based on his stories which he has a lot of. Asides from that I enjoy our talks about music, love, and life (and all those philosophical tendencies in between.) For me, one of the strongest foundations for a friendship is being able to learn from each other.

Afterwards we headed over to Grams/Good Earth which was another great hangout with the Bacolodians. We must regularly go back here! Click for my pictures. I can’t wait for Fez to post his!