“For four years in the making, forget about everything. Take it.”
Thursday, 26th of July.
I woke up today without that grogginess feeling I usually experience on school days. I feel so good, so cozy, refreshed. Maybe because of the 8 hours of slumber I took. It felt too good to be true.
Then it hit me. Nutri-Jingle Finals!
I rushed down the stairs and did my morning routines and beauty rituals. I suddenly feel uneasy, jumpy, tense, excited, anxious, and happy. I was nervous. All at the same time. I was trying my best to contain all these emotions. Otherwise, it will get the best of me.
I was awake on the whole trip from my house to my school. I usually take extensive sleep on the school’s service but today’s a different case. All I have in my bag is my costume and an extra pair of black shorts and black tees for emergency. I arrived at around 6 o’clock and went straight to the school’s chapel. I thanked the Lord for everything - for the talents, for the support, for the unity of not just in our section but in the whole fourth year assembly, for the opportunity to prove our worth, for the friendship. I asked that He may guide us and that we may be able to become victorious.
We started practicing right away. Everyone was polishing everything that they could. From the props to the simple choreography to our voicing to our costumes. Everything must be perfect. There’s no room for mistakes. It’s now or never. After our 20-minutes break, we practiced once more. Our co-Seniors was taking a peek. They’re all rooting for us. They believe in us. They want us to win. The pressure’s definitely on.
We were the last group of finalists to get there in the gymnasium. All eyes on us. We’ll be the last performer. I don’t know if I should be happy or should I be more nervous because of it. But at the end, I decided to feel indifferent on it. First or Last, we’ll do our best.
Everyone’s expecting a lot from us. What if we fail to impress them? What if we disappoint them? What if we lose? Would they support us still? Will our best be good enough? I was thinking too much. I wanted to scream to release all these anxiety but I couldn’t.
Our competitors were all so good. It made me feel more uneasy. They raised the bar high. It’s going to be a tough match. The time was so fast. The next thing I know was we were on stage getting ready. I can hear the seniors cheering. IV-St. Stanislaus even had a banner for us. It made me smile though I kind of knew about it. The others were surprised because of it.
It’s now or never. We wanted to win so bad. It’s getting intense. I can feel it. They want this thing as much as I do. We were giving it all our own. We’re giving our best. “For four years in the making, forget about everything. Take it. Own it.” I said to myself. This is our time. And BOOM! Applaud and cheers filled the venue after our performance. Positive comments were given to us while the judges are tallying the scores.They said we were good.
Then came the moment of truth. We held hands and hoped for the best. We were silently praying. There was a tie between III-St. Elizabeth and IV-St. Cecilia for the third runner spot. Both section quickly screamed and yelled. They were so happy. The 2nd runner up was III-St. Bernardine. Then, Mr. Roque said that the first runner up are quiet and the underdogs of the competition. We all thought it was us. We were expecting to be called right after that. III-St. Joan of Arc would take the crown right away. And then he said “II-St. Bernadette!!”. It made me panicky. III-St. Joan and our section, IV-St. Ignatius, are the crowd’s favorite. But there’s only one spot left. The fourth years, I heard the boys and the girls, shouted “IGNATIUS!! IGNATIUS!!” Then the third year Bernardine cheered for us as well. The girls, mostly the third years and the other year level, then shouted “Joan!! Joan!!”. Mr. Roque said so loudly that saving the best for last is a must. “Congratulations, IV-St. IGNATIUS!” He said with his pitchy voice. We started shouted and jumping. We were all so happy! At last, we made it. We won! We are the champions! I can’t believe it.
People are congratulating us. We took photos on the stage with the trophy at our hands. My friends are hugging me and congratulating me. It made me smile and so happy. All our hard works are finally rewarded. So this is what winning looks like. What it feels like. It’s overwhelming. It’s indescribable.
After the program, I asked my crush to have a picture with me. :’> We celebrated in our room, everyone wants to take a picture with the trophy. It feels so good. Miss Lajada even bought us food as a treat. Simple yet it made me feel so emotional. Good thing I can hide emotions well. This is not the end. This is just a beginning of a great school year.
On behalf of my section, I would like to thank everyone for the support. It really means a lot. We promised to remain grounded. Thank you Lord!
#Proud to be an Iñigo ♥