Polychromed Star! ★

Last October 16, 2011 I accompanied my Mom, at Club Balai Isabel in Talisay, Batangas, to one of her meetings with her client, who owns Balai Isabel (for short). We spent a night and a day there. It felt different not only because it was my first time  at that place, a place where I’ve heard a lot about, but also because I was reunited with the beach. FYI, Club Balai is where several celebrities held their weddings and pre-nuptial shoots, like Oyo Sotto and Kristine Hermosa.

I think Club Balai Isabel is must-go place for someone who wants to take a break from his/her busy life. Funny how my stay there, completely set me apart from my world, for a while, because it is so hard to find signal there. Moreover, people there were very accommodating plus their food is really good.

I was only able to take few pictures, because I was overwhelmed by the beauty of the place. Just in case you want to know more about Club Balai Isabel, CLICK HERE.

Today a glass heart has been broken. And I don’t think it can ever be fixed again.

Sad fact: Reality hurts.

Reality: Sometimes problems come from the person whom we least expect it to come from. And it hurts us because we cannot accept that we were wrong for trusting them not to hurt us.

Hope: Rainbow always comes after the rain.

Pessimism: Who could still think of the rainbow when the rain had become a storm and already destroyed a lot.

Agitation: Should you still keep on going?

Other sad fact: The person who promised to always be there for you, didn’t even gave you comfort. Instead you found that comfort from another person.

Aftermath: Obscurity. 

September 21, 2011 —— I remember walking inspired, on my way home, that day. Isn’t it mysterious how someone can change your views about something, even for just a fleet of time?

(The picture above shows my classmate as our Associate Dean reads his mind. I don’t know how he does it, but it was like he knew each and everyone of us, who’s in that room.)

(Our Associate Dean)

Our block was gathered at the office of the dean that afternoon, for our meeting with our college’s Associate Dean. No one was excited about it, due to numerous plates and school works that we still have to do, even though it was Student’s Week that week. Moreover, I think majority of the class has no idea who our Associate Dean was, although we were familiar with his name yet we have no idea how he looks like.

Me, on the other hand was not feeling well that day. Or should I say that I was uninspired that week. I was so drained from the school works that never seem to go out of number. I was feeling how hard it was to be a college student, an Architecture student. Add to that is the fear that I might not reach the goals that I had set for myself. In spite declaring that I had already adjusted, there is still a little part of me that affirms that I was having a difficult time in dealing with time, homesickness and getting along with my new environment.

He arrived late. And asked us about how our stay in the university was so far. Wontedly, every one gave him a “It was so hard. We barely had enough sleep.” answers. Expecting those kind of answers he simply laughed at us and blamed us for being such ambitious kids, wanting to be future architects. Then he shared stories about his experiences as an architect. He told us that we should all get rid of our sensitivity as early now. Specially our sensitivity when it comes to other people’s unwanted opinion. “We cannot please everybody.” He said that there will always be a time that our future clients will not like or appreciate the designs that we will be making. Our stay in the university is our training-ground. For now, our teachers are our clients. They may be too harsh in giving grades and comments on our plates nowadays, but we should keep in mind they’re only training for the harder future.

I will not elaborate more when he started his mind-reading thingy on my classmates, it’s personal.

Aside from sharing several tips and inspirational stories, our Associate Dean also shared a philosophical belief that clearly motivated for the rest of the semester.

Would you agree that the drawing above is a chicken?

Probably, not everyone would. But it IS a chicken.

Why? Because as long as I believe that that drawing is a chicken it will be chicken.

Everyone has our own belief. And whatever it is that we believe in, it is what it will be. If you believe that I mouse is a horse, then no one can change or correct you of what it is because it is your OWN perception.

If I believe that I do can this, then no one can contradict me. Even the universe.