Hello, passerby!

I just want to share with you what happened to our family during this term. I have to admit, it is quite a struggle at the moment because we have to make sure that we live by with little amount of money at hand for the past few weeks.

It started during the end of my 1st term, when my mother broke the news of her quitting her 22-year job at Odyssey Music. Therefore, no more free concerts, no more Christmas parties with the recording companies, complete shutdown to the people I was exposed in that same company to all my life. Well, maybe, some of them we can still get in touch to, but you get what I mean, right?

I feared that I might not go to school for the 2nd term but fortunately, I was able to. But I wish I did not pursue.

Then there came typhoon Ondoy. We live in Cainta, Rizal so our house was not exempted from the ravaging gush of water from nowhere. We were stuck in my room at the attic for almost 3 days. Good thing we had food to eat, but we were desperate to live by. We live here in Cainta, Rizal for 10 years already, so I practically grew up here. All those years of my mother's hard work was simply washed out by a single typhoon. I have to admit, I broke down seeing that my old life is completely stripped off from all of us.

The week when classes were suspended, we were arduously cleaning every inch of the house. We found old treasures and of course, old trashes.

At that time, I was suddenly asking myself if I am really happy at where I am right now. Well, I am happy that I have a special someone that cares for me. I also have a set of friends that supports me no matter what and I have a very loving mother. But within myself, I am not happy at where my life is at right now.

Why am I not happy? Well, for one, I am not happy in my current degree program. And to think I already shifted from Information and Communications Technology Management (ICTM) to Advertising Management (AMG). Seriously, I wanted to shift out of DLSU but I can't for some reason.

Right now, I am a junior, technically a sophomore (due to the shifting) who doesn't seem to know what she wants in life.

But during the typhoon, I was desperately seeking refuge to the arts.

Of course, I am not exactly the serious artist. I delve into a bit of drawing, a bit of coloring but mainly on amateur photography. During the storm, I was desperately seeking for that thrill that art once gave me during my high school (glorious) days.

As stated in a Coldplay song, "... never an honest word, but that was when I ruled the world."

That same feeling, although my life was filled with dishonesty, I was happy. I excelled in a few essay writing contests, and I even joined all the mural painting contests throughout my high school days. I was an achiever of the arts... But where did I go?

Practicality? Will that feed my insanity?

I spent 3 years going through a lot. I learned that life is hard through the train tracks, witnessing faces filled with angst. I learned how to stray away from home because it was my form of rebellion, or to word it appropriately, my escape from what I was facing back then.

So, I guess, the artist in me still did not die after all these ordeals. I have shed a thousand tears just to tell myself that I am alright but I am not.

That is why I made a wager and I am betting my life on it. I am to take the path of an artist. I do not know where it would take me but so far, I have never seen any artists that never strayed before finding "the way".

This is my story. This is my life. I should never pull myself down to what the society prefers. The society is not my destiny. My destiny is mine and I can make a glorious success that would lead to my ultimate destiny.

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