IN DIMENSIONS

            For the past years that the College of Pescar had it shows in the Cultural Center, it never fails to amaze me everytime. From the past, like the Cuts and Pieces, the Shadows from last year and now, the In Dimensions, I have seen that the college had been producing well talented artists and world class performances show casing our very own ethnic dances as well as our folk dances.

            This year, they showcased dances on the Ethnic Suit, Rural Suit, Social Suit, Contemporary, The Randalla Ensemble and The Himig Kanluran also.

            In the Ethnic dances the ones that I noticed were the Yakan Pangalay, Banga, Pag Apir and Kiniki. I see that the dancers are really serious on how the portrait their dance. Their every move is graceful, their every step is precise. I see that they have put so much effort in perfecting their dance in order to have a great performance and awe the audience.

            While in the Maria Clara Suit, I remembered the Tambourines, Paso Doble, Cuertos de Capiz, and Habanera Bontonelyo. And yet again these dances were as graceful as they should be and dancers themselves brought meaning to our folk dances to a whole new level.

            I like the Contemporary dances for it catches the attention of the people. The way they make the people “Kilig” or how they make the people laugh in the “Babae po Ako” part. Truly it was a great performance.

            Last but not the least is the dance from the West Crew. Hip hop dance is always a remedy after a very serious dance/performance. And seeing them dance in front makes me want to dance also. It only shows that the people in Pescar are really talented and flexible not to mention the people from the Himig Kanluran also the Randalla Ensemble.

            All I say is Hands down to all of you! A great performance indeed and hoping that next year, there is still a show like this and that they keep on inspiring people and sharing their talents. 

The last horaa
P.E. Day dilemma

           

            Frustrations, hard work, sweat, blood, tears and a little bit of quarrelling paved its way for us Nursing students  to work our assess off despite the hectic schedule and back breaking requirements in order to have a presentable piece to show during our P.E Day

            I was afraid for the past few days before our performance. We haven’t practiced unlike the other colleges and I knew that we were a big mess. What can I do? I’m not even a folk dancer but I know that if we only helped each other, we can push it through.

         

  We practiced day and night after our duty days, we had difficulty in our other classmates for some misunderstanding and fights had been made. It was a frustrating week indeed.

            And only a day left before the said performance, we finally came into our senses and made our mind that we need to pour everything we’ve got for Sir Jemuel gave us another chance and another hope to redeem ourselves from last year’s performance. (Phew!)

            And who would have known, we were the last performers. We dance Pandango na Tapis and we were a little bit…er…let’s say not that good. ;) Though we did our best and I know that I did have fun.

            It was a great experience. Folk dance is really a tough dance but can be appreciated if one will just perform it well. I hope this performance will strengthen our batch, especially in making decisions and in dealing with each other. I know that there are a lot of conflicts for now, but I know we’ll suffice.

            This experience will always be remembered. 

Life goes on, even if you don't want it to.

Its been a year. A year of fake smiles, insincere laughs, cold hugs, and empty words. I've been a walking dead-man.

I've been wandering around, searching for answers, draining myself from schoolwork and eventually just going on with my life without even making a hell out of every little thing I do. I've been numb, isolated, left out, blinded and emotionless.

Its all because of the pain I feel inside of me. A pain that nobody would understand. Maybe because I'm the middle child. I get this a lot. Im the one who gets left out. The one who is always on the side.

Even though I may not be always in the picture, I've seen everything. I've seen every heartbreaking event there is. I've seen the imperfections, the mistakes and the absence of love. And right now, I cant fathom this pain I'm feeling inside. That feeling of being so numb and dying at the same time. Depression? I might even think of suicide. But no, I know I'm stronger than this. I know sooner or later, THIS people will come to their senses and realize that we need to pick our selves where we left them.

It pains me a lot to know that I cant do anything to solve this problem. I am nothing...and so I can never remove this pain I'm feeling. And then I realize..life goes on, even if you don't want it to.

When will this pain stop? When will I find that peace again? That feeling of being loved, of being able to see the people i cherish the most being happy? When? And why did this ever happen? I know you may think that I'm just being overacting but you don't know my story and this is far beyond what you can imagine. 

My story, life, pain and suffering are different from other people. And no matter what happens people will never understand, and this pain is just another word to them. Another understatement.