The SugaTula Experience

                           Every piece of art is always an amazing one. Whether it's a poem, a story or a play. Especially if those piece of art are made by inspiring people. Those people who left a big mark in your heart and soul because of the masterpieces they made.

                           Last February 08, 2014, I together with my block mates and friends watched SugaTula. An event which is composed of several poems performed into plays.I was a bit scared when I entered the MSU-IIT Mini Theater. Why? Who would have ever thought about having the mini theater a horror house? It was because, some of the characters on one of the poems are dressed as ghosts or I may say, they actually looked scary because of their make-ups. it made my heart drop to my feet when I saw them. It feels like I wanted to go home than watch the event. They look like real monsters, actually.

                          A few minutes after, the event started. I thought the poems or the plays will all be scary or something tragic. But I was amazed on what I witnessed. There, in front of me, the IPAG acted and interpreted the poems with real emotions and feelings. Their movements say all the meaning between the lines and stanzas of the poems they interpret. It was such a breath-taking experience. An experience which I thought wouldn't inspire me. But in fact, it molded me. It helped me reflect on some things in life. How life affects a person. How it drives a person crazy. But despite those stuffs, life still teaches us to be strong and fierce enough to face it's struggles and challenges. 

                        Witnessing such event is provided me great joy and happiness. It enlightened me in my views on some perspectives in life. It widened my understanding and opened my eyes. The poetical play really played a big role in my life. I hope it did the same to others.

FEAR

                  Stepping college was always been one of my fears. What if new teachers aren't that nice? What if the new environment won't be that great? What if new people won't like me? These were some of the questions running in my head. Full of "what if's". Full of fears and doubts. But as I go along with this new challenge, I guess it's not that bad after all.

                  I am a first year college student. Fear and nervousness were all around me when I enter MSU-IIT. It feels like I'm going to a trial and will be sentenced to death. Being a freshman student, I really don't know what will be my life here. but as what I've heard about the said university, I know that my life won't be that great and easy. That my life will turn upside down or even go around the bush. These were the thoughts in my mind when I entered this university. Thoughts that shake my knees to it's maximum level or can pop out my eyes in my face. That's the biggest problem in me. FEAR. Fear that I won't be able to meet my teachers expectations and requirements. Fear that I won't be able to fit in in this society. But as I go along with  my life in college, I can say that my fear is slowly fading away. Meeting new people isn't that scary as I thought.  That facing terror teachers and hemorrhagic subjects are part of my college life's spices. Spices that can add up new yet amazing taste to my life.

              I overcome my fear by facing it. Facing and accepting the fact that T need to be dependent with myself alone. It's not that I don't trust other people. It's just that you can't trust a person that easily cause that person can drag you down cause of insecurities. One factor that also helped me in overcoming my fear is my family. They are the people who are always there when darkness came. The people I have when I step college and the people who are with me in every step that I take and I will be taking. I'm just so thankful I have them. 

             Overcoming my fear when I step college is not an easy task for me. But when I realized how stressful college life is, I managed to embraced it and make it as an inspiration in my daily life. When I realized it to be a happy journey, I've decided to enjoy and live it to the fullest. Of course, with the help of my family and friends, I overcome it with a smile curving in my face.

Man of my Dreams

                  Every girl deserves a man whom she can count on. The man who's willing to accept his girl's mistakes and imperfections. The man who'll love her truly and unconditionally. But on this generation, does that man exist? How about on the coming generations? Will that man still exist?

                  5'7" in height. Black short hair. Tantalizing eyes. Tedious nose. Kissable lips. Bulky tummy. Curtailed and hairy legs. Wide-spread feet. Fair skin. These are the outside features of my man. Characteristics that can be seen by the naked eye. A whole cover to the man any girl desires. Well, I'm very lucky that I own this man.

                 He's the man of my dreams. My knight in shining armor. His undying power and strength make me feel very safe while I am in his arms. It feels like I'm being embraced tightly yet comfortably by a puissant cloud. His understanding character that has no expiration date. Despite of my impudence, he understands me willingly and still accepts my mistakes and faults. His caring attitude that can transform a heart of stone into a butter one. The attitude of his that makes my heart vibrate to it's maximum level. The care he gives brings good shivers down my spine. There's so much to hold when I'm with him. And of course, his undying love for me. The love that completes my entire body and soul. The kind of love he's the only one who can give. And the love that showers me happiness just by being with him.


                 He's an awesome and amazing man. He completes me and provides me the things I need. I'm very much grateful that God gave him to me. The blessing who showered me with much love and care. Things that only exist between me and him.

                Having a father like him is such a great blessing. He brings light when the darkest time comes. He's the man of my dreams. There's nothing else I could ask for. 

First Love never Dies.... But True Love can Bury it Alive.

                    Via Janelle Rodriguez is the smartest girl in class. She has everything any girl wishes to have. She has her loving family, caring friends and her handsome best friend. What else could she ask for, right? In fact, every girl in the campus envies her for everything she have. But despite those things,Via keeps her feet on the ground. That's why, majority of the campus boys admire her.

            It was their Senior Year. Via woke up feeling happy and excited for she'll be seeing her handsome best friend, Kent. Yes, she's in love with him. But she didn't want to ruin their friendship so she kept her feelings to herself.
                     
           She was on her way to their classroom when she spotted the group of students encircling 2 other students. Curiosity struck her so she went towards the students which she regretted in the end. There she saw her Kent, kneeling in front of her other best friend, Mary (who knew all of what she felt towards Kent). Kent's holding 3 red roses asking her to be his girl. Then the word "YES" echoed in her head. One word that broke her heart into pieces. She immediately turned her heels and ran away from the crowd of students. Away from them. Away from loss. Away from pain.
                 
          The following day, Kent told her everything. Being the best friend, Via pretended alright though she wasn't. Mary kept on making her jealous and envious. But she kept her cool and supported her best friend though it's shattering her heart into pieces. 
                 
          Few months later, Via met Ryan. A bubbly guy who made her feel she's important. The guy who showed her how precious she is to him. Via felt happy but she still love Kent. But Ryan persisted and patiently waited for Via to forget her feelings for him. Even though he knew from the start that he didn't have anything that can make him win over Kent. 
                   
          Kent suddenly noticed Via's closeness to Ryan. He didn't knew why but he felt jealous. He used to be Via's only baby. The lady's only precious gem. But because of Mary, he forgot all the memories he had shared with Via. Then realization hit him. It's not Mary whom he loves. It's Via. But when he heard that Via and Ryan were already in a relationship, he almost killed himself for not noticing his best friend. Yes she was his best friend. But now, she's now treating him as a complete stranger.
    
          Via's happy with Ryan now. Kent may be her first love, but Ryan bury all the memories the once had. After 5 years, she's happily living with Ryan as her loving and faithful husband. Ryan really proved her that if first love never dies, true love can bury it alive. 

Sarimanok Reaction Paper

                       "One bird's dream tears a tradition." That was the exact words found on the tarpaulins, banners and fliers of the show "SARIMANOK". But what does it mean? What did Sarimanok do? Is it really that big deal to tear their tradition?What happened to Sarimanok after they found out what she did? These were just few questions students ask. But what is really the significance of the show to us?

              Last November 28, 2013, Thursday at 7:30 PM on the gym, I, together with my friends and block mates watched the show. I expected a lot from the show for it will be performed by IPAG(Integrated Performing Arts Guild). But to my surprise, my expectations were too high. The show wasn't that great. The lapel the main character used was damaged. I can barely hear and understand the flow of the story. I thought it to be awesome or breathtaking. But I was wrong. I regretted I put my Expectations too high.I hope I just didn't do it.

                     I understand its the technicians mistake. They should have check the technical facilities first before the show. Look what happened. Students who watched the show were disappointed and discouraged. It's understandable, though. But I hope next time,they will check their technical facilities and things before performing. They might end up insulted and criticized.

                     Over-all, the show would be great if not just because of the lapel. But the performance was great. The singers' voices were like sirens. They sang the song fantastically. They also danced professionally. They performed well. So there's nothing to worry about. But I just hope next time the technical group will take extra care and effort on their assigned task and work. That's the only negative feedback. 

Myself, My Life

                  "Life is a song- sing it. Life is a game- play it. Life is a challenge- meet it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a sacrifice- offer it. Life is love- enjoy it."--- Sai Baba
                  One summer night in the month of March, on it's 3rd day, on the year 1997, a kicking baby girl was born. Named after my grandmother's name, Oliva, my name is Olive Mary Joyce R. Infante. I grew just like any other kid. Cared and loved by my mom, cuddled and disciplined by my dad and wanted by all of my family members. I am the youngest in the family which means I have my eldest sibling. She's the best eldest sister any kiddo could have. i am 16 years old and currently residing at Brgy. Suarez, Iligan City with my loving family. Obviously, I am here at MSU-IIT to learn,study and be an efficient teacher in the near future. I am taking up Bachelor in Elementary Education Major in English. I really love English, inspired by my English teacher way back high school. Aside from that, I really love kids. I don't know why. I just feel so happy, carefree and alive every time I'm with one. Their smiles inspire me to continue their journey. Their laughter's give me strength to face all the challenges that I'm going to encounter here at MSU-IIT. I may not be as competitive and smart as any other elementary teachers, I know in myself that I just don't give lessons in class on those kids. I'll give them lessons and experiences that will serve as another teacher to them in facing their own challenges in their lives. Being a teacher is not just giving lessons, writing lesson plans and etc. Being a teacher is giving your students what you have. Not just as a teacher but as a friend as well. They also need a father or a mother when they're in school. And that's the role of a teacher. That's what I wanted to be someday. An inspiring teacher, an awesome friend and a caring and loving mother to all of my students in the future.    
              Life may be out of tune, I can sing it well. If it wants to play with me then game. I can even meet it's challenges and even realize it's dreams. Life means offering sacrifices to achieve your goals. And also, this all won't be a wonderful journey without enjoyment. Learn to love life. Embrace it's problems and hug it tightly. Don't stress yourself with problems. Let them stress themselves. Life won't be life without problems, temptations and failures. That's why we must deal with it well. Handle it like we are not stressed with it. Because in the end, life will always be life. Challenging, problem-prone yet inspiring and enjoyable.