As promised, eto na oh kineticwordplay…
Freshman Year: The Beginning
Being one of the many new faces, I was lucky enough to stumble upon one of the greatest sections that year. We happen to dominate back then, even though we were actually all just probees(probationary), we proved worthy of attention. Like any other school, place, organization, we too had to go through the unnerving competition. And it just so happened SHE was part of that section that, well, how do we put it, the cream of the crop of the freshman batch.
The first time I ever saw her, like any other feeling, I knew for one that there was this aura that lurks around her. This aura that tells you, ‘I’m superior. We are higher.’ I may have been too judgmental but who knows, we cannot escape the fact that we were in competition… and we are the underdog here. Anyways, moving on, besides that certain aura she possess, there were also those eyes that tells you to watch where you are. Mind your manners, you are merely trespassing here. Yeah, I remember… that is what those eyes felt.
Sophie Year: Desires
For one, I had to admit that I worked hard to be heard. I’m no longer a probee, and I wanted to be one of the stars. Not because I feel any less, but because I wanted to prove something. I know that I could do better, and I know I could make it. However, due to certain unexpected circumstances, all efforts exerted were left unrewarded. I felt really bad back then, but then again, somebody works in wondrous ways.
Junior Year: Blessing in Disguise
Blessing in disguise. That’s it. It was a blessing in disguise. I was not granted what I desired, but in return, I obtained something better… or perhaps of equal worth. I got to meet new people— the best people I’ve ever met— which up until now, I know I can count on. But then again, my view about them (star) worsened…? or may be not. It’s just that, I lost the desire to be with them. I realized that I do not belong with them. That perhaps our destiny were never designed to meet… that I need to accept what’s at hand. But still, this thought did not stop me from doing better… from doing my best. Unfortunately, I remember back then, these people… from this said group, whom I met on the pathways while I just got my card, they asked me what was my grade. My initial assumptions then were even amplified because of this incident.
Senior Year: A/The Gift
The unexpected and long forgotten desire becomes reality. So yeah, I know that I should be posting about Robelle here… but hey, I wanted to tell you how I met her… and Monica. =) Hihi, so yeah, I only saw her in the canteen and around the campus before but I really did not know her. I know her by name, but not the personality. Her looks ARE deceiving. She has this smile that looks calm and friendly but hey wait till you hear her talk. She is more than what she looks like. She is an epitome of beauty and brains. She speaks her mind out completely and freely. Her thoughts would make you even go crazy, but still you would be left in awe contemplating on the ideas she have presented. She is overflowing with thoughts— thoughts that prove beneficial for all. When I first saw her, as I entered Monica, I knew for one that she is another person to keep an eye on. My barriers seems insufficient and incapable of protecting myself from her. She deals with your mind then slowly eats up your brain. Even so, she possesses this wild charisma and dedication no one can even top up.
She is a potential leader. Very organized and hasty. She wants all things done as soon as possible. Despite this, she too has her own weak spots. One can surely hurt her pride badly when she is ignored. And for sure, she is not a good pick for an enemy. Along with Kahlil, one would make sure not to pick them as enemies. No one should even dare challenge their wisdom… unless if you want to experience mental torture. She is young at heart, searching for something greater. She flies beautifully like any other eagle that soared up high. Keeping in tact the values and knowledge she had obtained from our dear Alma Mater, she is another eagle of the flock that withdrew from the common standards and chose her own flight. She continually grows into something even more beautiful than she is — both inside and outside.
Umm… so yeah, sorry for a very crappy ‘whatchamacallit’ thingy. I’m sorry Robelle/Arkay if-ever you are expecting something better from me. :( Huhu, Anyways, this is a real honest opinion. Sorry for the mere grammatical imperfections… much more, appreciate the thought perhaps? :D Hoho… :D Anyways… I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! :)
P.S. I did it in a way sort of divided into like, well chapters? Even though not all of them clearly defines who you are, and it’s mostly generalized, I think it still aplies to you! :D Anyways, here you go. You should know by now how much I admire you and your intellect! :D Hihi, Hello there fellow tumblrista!