what the yearbook will not say:
Among my list of possible writers for my yearbook write-up was Joshua Lagandaon. He is my blockmate. He is an overrated presence in Ateneo, a consistent presence in hallways, theater auditoriums, classrooms, smoking pockets, cafeterias and even parking lots. Where he is, there are people and it can be guaranteed that whoever those people are, they will be laughing because Josh, though I try to deny it, is hilarious. You can’t miss him. He’s the skinny guy with a backpack with skulls on it and piercings on his ear. He’s got a tattoo on his wrist. You might think he’s hardcore but trust me. He’s not. He’s a 12-year-old pretending to be a rockstar. But I love him; he is such a character. And I know that even when I am not at my best, Josh loves me and likes me anyway. So when I asked people to write about me, Josh was definitely on my list. I got so many awesome write-ups and while I am eternally grateful for people who know me who can write about me, I was really looking forward to reading Josh’s. Because as overrated as his presence may seem, he is an underrated writer. He’s brilliant, really.
But, in typical Josh fashion, that write-up came too late. He sent it a few days after I had submitted my finished write-up to the yearbook staff. And while it would be easy to be mad at him, I can’t be. He’s Josh.
So here, friends, is what the yearbook will not say. By Joshua Lagandaon.
There is beauty in everything, they say - beauty in the shallow but captivating physical sense, or beauty in grace - like the way a swallow gently stoops down on a single oak leaf. There is also beauty in good deeds, or beauty in words like that of poetry. Then there’s another kind of beauty - one that I carefully separate among the others, one that can be found in the very core of a person. Beauty so sincere that it radiates outward like an aura. A special of beauty - that in everything that the Beautiful does and creates, itself, becomes beautiful. This kind of beauty can be found in Isa.
Because Isa is beautiful, to say the least. Her beauty influences her craft, that with her writing she molds words into something very much like her - truthful, sincere, and captivating. Her beauty is given by God, because with it she walks in the right direction, and with it she is able to make great use of her life.
Isa’s beauty also lies in her wit - that with her words she races with you and sooner than you know it she’s won. Isa will do something incredibly great in her lifetime, not only because she is smart, amusing, or delightfully funny, but because, in every sense of the word, she is beautiful.
what the yearbook will not say:
Among my list of possible writers for my yearbook write-up was Joshua Lagandaon. He is my blockmate. He is an overrated presence in Ateneo, a consistent presence in hallways, theater auditoriums, classrooms, smoking pockets, cafeterias and even parking lots. Where he is, there are people and it can be guaranteed that whoever those people are, they will be laughing because Josh, though I try to deny it, is hilarious. You can’t miss him. He’s the skinny guy with a backpack with skulls on it and piercings on his ear. He’s got a tattoo on his wrist. You might think he’s hardcore but trust me. He’s not. He’s a 12-year-old pretending to be a rockstar. But I love him; he is such a character. And I know that even when I am not at my best, Josh loves me and likes me anyway. So when I asked people to write about me, Josh was definitely on my list. I got so many awesome write-ups and while I am eternally grateful for people who know me who can write about me, I was really looking forward to reading Josh’s. Because as overrated as his presence may seem, he is an underrated writer. He’s brilliant, really.
But, in typical Josh fashion, that write-up came too late. He sent it a few days after I had submitted my finished write-up to the yearbook staff. And while it would be easy to be mad at him, I can’t be. He’s Josh.
So here, friends, is what the yearbook will not say. By Joshua Lagandaon.
There is beauty in everything, they say - beauty in the shallow but captivating physical sense, or beauty in grace - like the way a swallow gently stoops down on a single oak leaf. There is also beauty in good deeds, or beauty in words like that of poetry. Then there’s another kind of beauty - one that I carefully separate among the others, one that can be found in the very core of a person. Beauty so sincere that it radiates outward like an aura. A special of beauty - that in everything that the Beautiful does and creates, itself, becomes beautiful. This kind of beauty can be found in Isa.
Because Isa is beautiful, to say the least. Her beauty influences her craft, that with her writing she molds words into something very much like her - truthful, sincere, and captivating. Her beauty is given by God, because with it she walks in the right direction, and with it she is able to make great use of her life.
Isa’s beauty also lies in her wit - that with her words she races with you and sooner than you know it she’s won. Isa will do something incredibly great in her lifetime, not only because she is smart, amusing, or delightfully funny, but because, in every sense of the word, she is beautiful.
