25/07/2025
Five years from now… your GWA won’t matter.
Five years from now, no one will ask what your average was, how many subjects you retook, or if you graduated with honors.
No one will care if you were a regular or irregular student.
Because life doesn’t hand out medals for that.
And I’m telling you this because I’ve lived it.
I used to cry over failing marks, thinking it was the end.
I used to avoid reunions out of shame—worried they’d ask,
"Ilang beses ka nag-retake ng Math?"
"Hindi ka Latin honor?"
But guess what?
None of them asked.
Because life moved on.
And so did I.
I got rejected from jobs. I doubted myself every step.
But I kept going.
I learned outside the classroom.
I failed again—but this time, I failed forward.
Until one day, I looked around and realized…
I had built something on my own.
A career. A business. A life that felt mine.
All those things I thought would define me—grades, awards, timelines?
They didn’t.
What mattered was how I showed up when no one was grading me.
When life tested me without a syllabus.
When there was no one left to impress, only myself.
So if you're reading this and feeling lost or behind—breathe.
You are not your GWA.
You are not your delays.
You are not your doubts.
You are the choices you make now.
You are the courage to start again.
You are the story you are just beginning to write.
Because the real flex isn’t graduating on time.
The real flex?
Is building a life that feels right, on your time.
And that… is what will matter.