What It Takes To Succed

The road to success is not straight
There is a curve called Failure, 
a loop called confusion,
speed bumps called Friends, 
red lights called Enemies, and
caution lights called Family
But if you have a spare called Determination,
an engine called Perseverance,
insurance called Faith, and
a driver called Jesus,
you will make it to a place called Success

Failure ; Success Friendship ; Lovers

A bittersweet day today – Expecting the obvious , I depreciated in humiliation. Today was the day I supposed  to enroll myself for the second semester ; turned out as a failure. I committed something synthetic as a student and as a son. I forged my grades onto a paper (clearance form) and reciprocated it. Covered up all my failing grades and re-writing it as passing marks. As the day passed, lining up for enrollment I realized that the admissions office needed the REAL grades. “Busted” is only the word I could think of at that moment. Worst part was, my mom was right beside me the whole time. Behind her back, I crunched the clearance form and grabbed a new one from the registers office. Succeeded with it but the cons were, “Moms going to find out about my grades”. Moments later, the accountant leaded us to the admissions office to get my class card. I could hear the second hand of the huge clock clicking as loud as a bass drum. I couldn’t hear anything but that – then BOOM “Here’s your sons grades, he dropped 5 of his subjects and failed the rest”. Just like that, after a 2 second line, my moms jaw dropped seven folds. She was enraged,antagonized and resentful – while the killer stare awaits me. As we left the office, she told me that she was very disappointed and provoked. She walked out the scene and left me there alone. I must pay my acts and deserve that treatment with an open mind. She wasn’t used to it; flabbergasted and walked her way out the premises. And so the only thing I could to do at that moment was take a pick at the window and see how she drove pass the parking lot like she was being chased by cops. 

She was gone in a bliss. Reached my wallet but unfortunately ran short on cash and decided to take the long walk of despair and regret. It’s about a 20 min walk home; wasn’t a problem.

Arriving home, I prepared myself for the biggest tirade of my life ; about the future. “Craig, come here! Let’s discuss about your grades right this instant!”screamed phrase from Mom tremendously loud,as if she had a megaphone planted on her mouth- As expected! frightening tone don’t you think? An hour and a half long tirade which I find very intimidating and at the same time useful. Mom talked about how different I am comparing to them (my parents as well as my younger brother).I was allegedly the dumbest and the most ugliest member of the family in terms of attitude towards academics (implemented onto the current situation). Her voice was emphatic and rapid like an AK-47! No stops ; she kept on talking and talking and talking and talking……. (not trying to disrespectful or anything) but it was really long and I understand her point of view. And the heart dropping part of her thunderous tirade was when she forced me to end the relationship I have with my girlfriend, for she and my dad envisaged her as a distraction. As soon as the tirade ended I text messaged my girlfriend to come over the park located at our peaceful neighborhood. 

I finally took a stand and decided to end my relationship with my girlfriend…..

I walked out the house with a frowned up face and headed to the park. She arrived after fifteen minutes ; grabbed her hand (in-between fingers)  and led her to the gazebo. The doleful moment started with me asking her, “Do you love me?”. She replied in great nervousness,”Yes I do love you”. Later on I explained ; “I love you with all my heart and my soul , but nobody could top of how much I love my parents” “I love you so much that it hurts”. “I need to break up with you so my parents disgust towards me would lessen”. Does that sound right? Pretty sure it did (that’s how much I could recall I guess). To enlighten the mood of the conversations flow, I shared to her a part of my moms tirade which was “The best relationships always starts with true friendship”. She projected a mirthful smile and agreed. We weren’t afraid of breaking up because it had a purpose ; to grow. To grow as adults and to build our friendship and in four years time, we promised each other that we’ll end up in a relationship again. When the time comes that we accomplished our educational goals ; to graduate from college , we can and will get back together. To just even think about the endless possibilities for the future makes me look at the twinkling stars and just smile like a baby acquiring his pacifier.

We gave each other our last laughs,hugs and kisses for the day and promised ourselves that we’ll do those stuffs again in the future for our relationship with each other was given by destiny.

Our last touch…
Our last hug….
Our last kiss….

Our last glance….

Forever I shall remember that you will always be my last lover.
-Marinet Ocenar Tulale (my girlfriend)

That was a simple wordplay sent to me by my girlfriend. Now that we’re “Best-friends”, we’ll build our growing relationship and wait for the perfect time until we can be together again..

If you acquire failures , you learn from your mistakes and end up acquiring your own success…
If you started as lovers, start from scratch. Build a wholesome friendship and you’ll end up as REAL lovers….

 

Trust is love and love is trust…

-TeensBlogFreely

A day to remember, thanks for reading day to day blog post. Ciao guys! Have a good day!

Stay epic!