The rain, the child and the Miss Universe pageant
Rainy days on Mondays… makes some people glad! It was a blast yesterday because it was raining and there were no work and classes were suspended for 2 reasons: the typhoon "glenda" and PGMA’s SONA. Well, as for me I had to wake up early and work. But it was fun for my younger siblings because they can sleep and watch tv the whole day.
Yeah, good timing though because there were 2 big events yesterday that people wouldn’t want to miss. The SONA and the Miss Universe Pageant. But I think most of the peepz at home would rather watch beautiful ladies in bikinis rather than the president talking and rallyist doing none sense on the streets. 
When I was a kid I dreamt of being a beauty queen someday, well I guess that’s every young girls’ dream. When we were still enthralled by fairy tales and our parents would always tell us how beautiful and great we are. Those were the days wherin we use to enjoy small stuff. Trinkets of joy! I remember, we used to do role plays and pretend to be someone that we want to be in the future. It was really fun!
During the day of the pageant, my playmates and I would gather around the tv, with our favorite snack "Pompoms" and cheer for our own bet. Sometimes we even imitate them when they introduce themselves as if we were part of the contest. When the finalists are called, you can see some feeling jittery and excited and would jump for joy! And of course when the winner is to be announced, we would hold hands as if we were the final 2 candidates and as the name of the new Ms. Universe is announced, we would also jump and exclaim as if with surprise and emotion.
Well, my point for this hark backing is… being a kid again is such a refreshing thought. I used to have a clear vision of who I’m going to be when I grow old. I was too excited to reach my dreams may it be to become a princess, a beauty queen or any other career that I wanted. I worked too hard for my future, and the things that I saw through my journey made me strong yet unceretain as to what I really wanted to be.
Now that I’m 22, I sort of feel lost because I’m facing the real world. I realized that it’s not easy to get what you want. Not like in role plays. You can’t just assign roles, but God does that. I guess every grown up feels the same way, some may even think if they have found their purpose.
I’m still seeking for it. Trying to build new dreams. I’m not a beauty queen now, not like what I dreamt of, but I can be a queen in my own way, in my own purpose. I want to live like a child and start dreaming again.
