This post is dedicated to CD1105-02, my class. Oh wait, my family.
When I first set foot in The One Academy, all I could muster up was how much of a pain is it to do foundations and not going straight to my major. I mean c'mon, 14 weeks? That's a lot of 7's.
Looking back, I regret saying that, 14 weeks passed by in the snap of a finger. I wouldn't imagine that the class would be sewed together this close and now here we are, full of sorrow and lament on the last days together.
To be honest, last Wednesday during booklet presentation, this is what I wanted to say, but gave you guys an express version instead. So here it goes:
Scientists have proven that the human mind will lose their creative side as it "matures". So as a regular human grows older, they instill their "logic" to the world. Have you all realized that when we were smaller, everyone in the class knew how to draw, color or pull something interesting out of their imagination? Now that we're nearing our adulthood, how many of you still dress-up? Rant about how your Pikachu can't evolve? Talk about Digimon like no one's business? Or just be a plain goof?
Way back when the boys used to have an obsession for Digimon, Power Rangers and anything that's cool. When we used to swing toy swords around as if the whole universe depended on smacking our mom's leg with a paper sword because she didn't want to buy you an action figure. When we could cut out a prop and pretend to be a superhero, when we would grab a tower, tie two ends and run around the house as if we were men of steel. Way back before the superficiality of pop-culture, the protein formula to increase muscle mass, punches were thrown to each other, taunts were proclaimed, heartbreaks were experienced, before we worried about how we would be able to make a living, worrying that we can't earn much when we registered to TOA. What happened to the time when we just do it and hope for the best results possible, and if we failed, we'd do it again and again.
Way back when the girls used to believe in faeries, mermaid princesses, the power of compassion and of the pure heart. When you used to believe that Barbie was your BFF. What happened to "Girl Power" and the color Pink that ruled them all? When every girl thought that being Alice was just a toy block away, and a pink-colored, princess-themed bedroom inspired by Rapunzel was what you wanted? Before bug-eyed contact lenses, extremely micro-skirts, going gaga for Korean abs and wanting a facade of beauty to hide who you are inside. What happened to the girls who believe in inner strength and beauty? What happened to the girls who wanted a princess marriage?
Life used to be full of color, excitement, and the smallest things could trigger an orgy of fresh ideas. Now coming up with a 2 spread booklet is that hard. If God created Adam and Eve with naivete, then I think that this naivete should be at least kept within our hearts. Ironically I take the Serpent's temptation in the Garden of Eden as a symbolism for the phrase: "I was born smart, education fucked me up."
In my days sitting and lazing around the 3rd floor student lounge with friends, I noticed something. I had an epiphany. There is so much pessimistic ooze crawling to find a host within the walls of college. I've seen people who gave up on studies in TOA. People who try to persuade me to give up. I've seen people who didn't appreciate the opportunity. People who tried to say that it's impossible. I've met friends who's families wouldn't let them take up the design career. But we all know that behind Impossible is the phrase I'm Possible.
Raymond, I know you always got my back, and you're like a brother to me, but man, I'll miss your black humor if we split up next semester.
Bryan, your primal instincts for good music is what I can't afford to lose, the folder you gave me still rest within the depths of my music folder, it's like a blessing. And I'll miss your graphics.
Joshua, your awesome fro will be missed. When will I see the rawkstar who has impeccable skill with a sharpie again along with his concepts?
See Then, your stupidity will be missed, who'd provide my next class with plain humor if it's not you? You're a good friend.
Richie and Gus, you brought my inner child outward bound again. How long has it been since I spoke of Digimon or Yu-Gi-Oh? And now that we're separating, whos' gonna talk about these awesome childhood stuff with me again?
Celine, you. are. awesome. Flat out. You're the only girl I met whom I can be open with so easily, and you play video games, that's a plus, really. Lemme let you in on a secret, your future boyfriend is a lucky man even though you'd drain his wallet, I'm sure he'll love you.
Vivian, you and your Japanese obsession. Who's gonna knock some sense into you that English dubs are equally great? And though I'm glad I won't be seeing Vocaloids after this semester, I'd miss their annoyance, those Spanish bastards.
Pei Ji, I'll miss your cooking if we don't end up in the same class, really. Who's gonna bake for the class again and be the subject of chickens?
Jonathan "Slim Shady" Thomas, you cheesy bastard, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the man with the coke can who looks like a Grafitti artist but loves anime again if we aren't in the same class.
I Ern and I-Vern, you two are very good Tekken players, only few people like you exist, and it saddens me that we won't be able to play another round again.
Chuan Xin, we didn't talk much, kinda sucks = / But judging from how close you are to I Ern and Priss, I'm sure you an awesome person, you'll still be missed. P.S. Don't be so nervous for presentation, chillax!
Jackson, your precision with releasing jokes via song references will be missed. No one's gonna be the Tallman after this I guess.
Priscilla, the kind girl who I rarely see smiling, I never got to see you smile for real though, but try to smile more and get rid of that >:I face next semester.
Shaun, listen up noob, who's gonna be the bauss of the class that loves Lolis? The one with the criticism for everything?
Curtis, your IT side of the brain has some Crytek Nanosuit built into it, who's gonna be the one who helps me with my presentations and videos? And who's gonna tell me stories about cats? meow.
Nick Ho, Who's gonna henshin into Kuuga after this? And who's gonna be the one who tells me of events like Comic-Con or tell me the latest cheap imports from Japan?
Nick Gan, your humor is full of lolz, man. Just full of lolz. And you're a great sketch artist. Even though we didn't talk much, I'm gonna miss you.
Maxe, who's gonna be the one with the awesome laptop that can run The Last Remnant? When can I see it run PROPERLY?! And who's gonna say some weird Korean greeting to me?
Yie Hang and Zhuang Yew, your stuff are brilliant works of art, I'll miss them, really. I hope your minds will be full of fresh ideas.
And from the bottom of my heart I offer you my sincerest apologies for all the wrongs I've done, even though I'm yet to be sure if this apology will suffice. I'm sorry if my jokes went too far from time to time. I apologize for the rudeness that I've projected to certain situations. I'm sorry for being an obnoxious, loud nuisance to the whole class with my loud voice which I can;t keep under control. After all I make mistakes too, I'm human after all.
If our farewell is permanent, I want to deliver you this message, a message I hope that you all will keep for the rest of your days in The One. I'm sure you've all seen the Ambigram I made during the presentation. Some of you might not be able to read it, some of you can, in first try. To those who are able to, congratulations, and for those who couldn't, try harder. It reads "Imagination" no matter how you flip it 180 degrees. Imagination is the steadfast force that could propel you to greatness. It is the infinite source of the peace of mind, and the unwavering power that rests within everyone. You need to utilize this. Think back to the days when we were kids, when everything was possible and the sky's the limit. Rend asunder those who try to get in your way and forge on your pathway to greatness. Because in the end of the day, I realized that my greatest Avalon, my paradise; was my Imagination, ever so steadfast just like all of yours.
These following years in The One Academy of Communication Design, will be the prime time of our lives. So live it.
-Sincerely,
Jonathan Law.
