Essay by naigztifCollege, UndergraduateA+, March 2014

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Gian Fitzgerard D. Mariñas CWTS1



It is difficult to compose your thoughts especially when you're asked to write an essay, a "Praise Yourself Report" to say. To be legally honest, this will be the first time that I am not feeling cushy casting a composition anterior to a computer screen. Is this being too full to oneself or am I just overthinking?

But as one quote says- "You were born to be real, not to be perfect. You're here to be you, not to be what someone else wants you to be. Stand up for yourself; look them in the eye, and say: Don't judge me until you know me, don't underestimate me until you've challenged me, and don't talk about me until you've talked to me." Hence, I am taking the risk of verbalizing here my so-called good qualities, talents, and achievements.

I am a photographer.

My handpicked tool for interpreting life and communicating the product of this finding to others is the camera. I believe that to take a photograph is to partake in another person's or a thing's character. Exactly by slicing out this instance and freezing it, all photographs attest to time's unyielding melt.

I am a writer. I've been a writer since I learned how to do it. Stories and ideas have always handled to creep into my head and reside there, constantly nagging me until I either write down the idea or at least, have the common decency to pass it on. I have that rock-solid confidence or, as it's known in the writing world as arrogance.

I am a dancer. I dance because it's a part of who I am, it's an emotional release. I do not dance because I am happy, I am happy because I dance.