July
9, 2014—I had my JPIA oration competition for the third time since I started
competing two years ago. I was confident that I would win but I doubted
the judges’ competencies on how they would subjectively base their ratings
using the criteria. I believed that they were not the right ones to judge.
One of them was a president in a campus organization; the other one was a
debater in a different college; and the last one was a professor. I
didn’t mind the professor; but the org president? I was sure he did not know
orating or any speaking acts. In addition, the debater seemed believing a
different genre of speech—he always closed his eyes during each delivery—as if
the deportment and interpretation were not important.
We
did our best and the competition ended a success [at least]. Everyone was
excited to hear the results except me—just because again, I was not confident
about the judges’ know-hows. Good thing they decided to announce the
winner on acquaintance party. At least I had two fine reasons to attend;
first, because it would be my last [I’m graduating], and second, the result.
But I remained undecided.
*****
July
11, 2014—I finally chose to attend the party… not mainly because it would be my
last and definitely, as I realized, not because of the result, but because of
my friends. I sometimes thought that, well, maybe, they would want me to
come because I have a camera, and I always am willing to take photos. Yes,
perhaps that was it, but I did not mind. I was sure that I would enjoy
being with them and I was not wrong at some instances.
I really enjoyed the party. The food was fine; the
ambiance was lively; and the activities, though I had not participated in any,
was frenzy.
I
made new friends and found a new inspiration. She’s… no, not here—maybe for my
next posts.
No
need for many words to describe the fun… just fun.
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