Monday, January 17, 2011

Finally Graduated!


Mr. President, Your hands smell like 500 students and rheumatism.


This November 2010, I graduated from B.S. Architecture, Imagine that, In the Photo above is actually me shaking hands with Adamson University's President, only twice in my life had I came that close to the University President, the first one was at the Office of the Student Affairs, Discipline Department and I think you know why I got there. But obviously one success doesn't mean the end of hardship. Hope this new life I have been given will give me great fulfillment and happiness. The Professional Board Exams are my next challenge, Hope me and my friends can become great architects one day and put our names on the history books.


Anyway, the guy at the middle is actually a douche.


I will really miss college, the friends I met, professors, places, events and those massive free times I had. It all really goes so fast, People will now tell me to act professional, That school is over. I will now be facing the field that is inevitable.


Not Actually my Work, But It's Cool to Post. ^^

I just smile and sometimes get embarassed by what I did during the past 21 years, How far does one's memories go, It is just all a blur after years and years of chillin' out and hardships.
I have always wished I could graduate quick and leave the University, but as I walked up into that stage with the white drape, the black toga shining in the spotlight, I realized I wish those wishes never came true, sometimes I would stay awake all night in bed thinking that I wasn't satisfied, that I didn't enjoy the prime of my life which was in College.
I remember failing my Architectural Thesis, I remember feeling that painful and gut-wrenching guilt that I didn't do my best, I remember those sleepless nights.


This Workspace was not touched until 3 hours before deadline. It was followed by massive cursing and tears pouring down from the lazy student. The sobbing was annoying, and my dormmates took him outside. It was cold outside, very, very cold.


But every dark path leads to a shining bright light that your body has been aching for, A glimmer of hope, a beacon of many more things to come. As one of my friends would say: "Yaan mo na yun brad, Panaginip mo lang yun."
January 11, 2010

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Good Day

Here is my first ever blog to hit the net. And I hope you enjoy. Any questions and suggestions pls. e-mail mikzcool@hotmail.com