Who Would Have Thought?

And so a couple of months back, I was invited to be the keynote speaker for a graduation ceremony. For all the kadaldalan that I am, I find myself actually dreading the day of the ceremony. What will I say? Hay, of course I’m dooper touched that I was selected. No questions talaga, thanks thanks. Pero of course, kakatakot…shempre I want to inspire, and I am hoping that I can actually move the graduating batch through words. For days now, I’ve been trying to compose a speech inside my head. But nga this fear talaga of failing freezes all of me. Role model ba ako na matatawag?! Honestly, parang hindi eh. I keep imagining myself in front of participants ng isang race. Parang briefing. This is what you do when you hear the gun shot, signal yan, alis na sa starting line, run, run, run. Go go go. Ganyan.

Diba those that get invited to be keynote speakers in grad ceremonies are really accomplished people? Eeeek. I feel as if I don’t belong. Okay, so maybe I have accomplished a few things here and there. At 25, I think I’m considered a young lawyer. Young…not great. I can’t even say that I’m already good at what I do because honestly, I know that there’s too much space pa for improvement. I love what I do, that’s certain. I’ve dreamed of this ever since forever, hello. But of course there’s so much more I have to learn. So what do I share with the graduating kiddos? I’m in a state of panic right now.

I can let them in on what goes on in the “real world” as I know it, but I might end up scaring them or blurring the amazing grown-up world they probably imagined. I want to inspire but I don’t want to give forged promises of what lies beyond graduation. I don’t expect them to believe everything that I’ll tell them, but at the very least, I am hoping they could bring bits and pieces of my words and thoughts wherever their race will lead them. Ang hindi nila alam, nasa starting line lang din ako ng sarili kong race. Eeeeeek. Blag!

Ayayayayay!!

so what really happens after?

(with bestfriends Jang and Trinagar)

I will try to finish my speech tonight. And I’m hoping it turns out okay….

RECAP

Not a regular blogger anymore. *sigh* been busy with A) work; B) play; and C) dramarama.

WORK

Eeek. I don’t talk work when it comes to blogs.

PLAY

Due to the taranta levels at work, didn’t get to write about my Iloilo experience and Singapore Trip. Super delayed na this one, but I’m super itching to write about something so I’ll just go, kebs!

Went to Iloilo last January for the Dinagyang festival and to enjoy the gimik scene with friends. Well, fun fun fun. Didn’t get to watch the entire festival nga lang because I was super sleepy! But super saya! Drums drums galore, I love!! I will definitely go back! Kainis that this Iloilo kwento is not as detailed as the Bacolod one. Pero that doesn’t mean na hindi fun sa Iloilo ha. Super saya lalo na the night life. Flow may be the more popular bar in Smallville, but honestly, I enjoyed Bourbon Street and Crave. Not super crowded and chill lang. Eeek I wanna go back! Haha. Many thanks again to Mor Espinosa for the warm welcome!

@ Buto't Balat; the Crave party; Dinagyang festival

The Singapore trip was a spontaneous plan of the Domingo Clan. Wala lang. But anyways, I went there partly because of work. Additionally, I went there din for some quasi-ocular inspection. Hahaha. I’ve been thinking of moving to Singapore kasi eh (hopefully with Team Patajo). After the trip and after further research, I think I’ll have to extend my self-imposed deadline. I don’t think I can leave yet. *sigh* (I’ll save this story for another day).

Palawan Beach, Sentosa Island; yum hawker food; go shopping!

Singapore was fun! I miss prata-cheese from Food Rep and that flat noodle thing form hawker stalls. Enjoyed Charles and Keith and Aldo sale! Go drown in shoes and bags, I love!!! Yun lang afford ko then. I’m trying to save for my birthday trip and a lot more. :p

DRAMARAMA

The old me would write and rant about the drama. Ha! But I’ve changed. At any rate…I’ll wait til the $h!+ hits the fan (in case it does) and then MAYBE I’ll write about it.

Now, back to work.

p.s. I can’t wait for my next trip. Eeeek, sana one more trip before my Vietnam one for June! I’m restless again.