For one whole week, all you ever did was to prepare for this event. You tell people to do this, do that. Everyday, you walk at least 4 times, 50 meters to buy some stuff. You burned your wits trying to come up with something that doesn't even interest you. And you juggle this with other activities that you have - sports or another organization.
For one whole week, you have indulged yourself to the luxury of having no phone calls, sometimes no lunch or dinner, or cramming for school papers.
For one whole week, all we ever hoped for was to WIN.
For one whole week, our mentor kept saying that we don't have to win, we should just have fun. And, we did.
For one whole week, it seems like a break from academics. A time of bonding for our block. A time to break free and do the things we're also good at. A time to laugh, smile, and pose for the camera. For others, a time to forget everything and just dance.
For one whole week of preparing, of sacrificing, of going beyond our limits, of glitters and feathers, of dancing, of bossing people, of irritation, lies another set of frustration, disappointment, and FAILURE.
At the end of the week, after letting the failure sink in, I was on the verge of crying. Hahaha! It may seem a little petty but I was really teary-eyed when I pleaded to God to help me. I didn't want to cry because of failure. Then, He sent a friend. He said, "Fairygod mother, bakit ka nalulungkot?" And then I smiled, still teary-eyed though. It never removed my disappointment, but it made me feel saved and secured.
Anyway, we did our best. But, maybe our best is not enough.
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
