It was already 1600H when I get to read Bam's SMS round 1210H.
"Read my e-mail? Endorsement? SWO? Malupit na definitions or testing? Hmn..."
Geez, no more surprise assignments please, just had enough to keep me awake for all night and my body clock is almost 3 weeks out of sync.
"Naah... I'll check when I get in the office, surprise me later".
I then decided to hold the suspense and grabbed some more snooze.
Rested and fed for the graveyard duty, it’s as usual -- colorful subjects, inspirational and funny forwards, overseen pending, for sure the night will not be boring.
Then I get to check Bam’s e-mail.
CDS Alumni Homecoming? It made me somehow checked Camp Smart making sure how long it was since then. My tenure is 2years and 2months. Whew, 2years since the CDS. Thinking back it seemed so short, but somehow I vaguely remember the details of that 2years, as if it just passed through me.
But nonetheless it is nostalgic. I can even smell the Tagaytay pineapples. I still can’t picture my surprise that I actually made it in Smart and now its two years.
Wow.
1230AM – Corniest Name Awardee | Originally 30
It’s almost like first day in school. And the whole CDS Program felt like a big field trip. Complete with seminars, walkthroughs, massive note taking, group activities and even the written exams! All crammed in six months plus graduation. With parting is such sweet sorrow cliché, time also came for the batch to be individually be assigned to their respective teams.
Friends we made through college are friends we most likely to keep our whole lives and that’s 5+ years. Amazingly enough, it only took six months to give my confidence that the batch I am with, will be such friends just the same. We may not be that updated with each others lives, may not be that together all the time. Sometimes we get to meet only though casual meetings and consolidated isolations but the “at home” feel is really… all the same
Like real graduations there were tears of joy, of little sadness – looking all back it was promising, now as the year pass, its just as good as it gets and the best is yet to come; challenging, at times frustrating, and satisfactorily rewarding and everyone’s success not just radiates to the team where an Astig belongs, but marks a score to all Astigs, as refreshing as the joy that we are happy for a friend’s success and achievement.
“San na tayo next?”
Like friends we would share frustrations and happiness of success – like heck, Batch 12, we are 2 years old in this field and still counting. As we all reckon what would be our next move, as we complete or draw setbacks on our next projects. Or discuss our next small scheme, like when are we really going to complete that green jacket with the Overdose brand? (I will not stick my nose to our next gimmick since I’m usually one with those who get to miss it. Next to those who are situated in the provinces J) we get to realize where we are to proceed next.
“Kaya nga… Where are we going next?”
One of the lessons I learned from that two years is being Objective. Harsh as it may be, it’s regardless of the efforts we make, winning is either a yes or a no. it’s either a met deadline or a mediocre late one. Ironically winning does not equate to success, for success is a process, an everyday choice and commitment much like friendships, the relationships we have with our colleagues, family and everyone around us, and the Astig’s friendship makes a good fit in the process.
“Pero san nga?”
Life is a Journey naman dibs? So we journey on. Strive through more promising and challenging projects. The Network Wars is sure more cut throat than ever. That’s a good focus – stay on top, continually evolve and stay ahead of the game, and at the end of the day when success meets the winners, we will all be defined with clarity to have settled for nothing less. The day after that we will still be prepared and enjoy another horizon looking forward way ahead.
“Astig Me…”
<play Little Wonder by Rob Thomas J>
