My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at my high school, I felt my creative flame igniting greatly: set on creating constructive designs that limns our environment and art in the form of structures. Utilize my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque structures is mind boggling to me. The careers in this field are utterly fascinating: sketching literal artwork that'll be used to build a functional building used by multitudes of individuals. I aim to spend my college years passionately working diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. I was the epitome of giving up: allowing the online world to consume me. However, God shined a light towards my purpose: building structures of dreams. Thus, studying is an understatement; I will invest at least half of my days on my education to achieve my bachelor's, working up to master’s. Few years in exchange for substantial comprehension. Inventing the blueprint of a building in NY is like an Olympic gold medal: it displays the tremendous effort I devoted to performing towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, Filipino/a, known for its pride-filled community. This radiant medal would exhibit my parent’s drudgery to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a struggling family never indicates you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my international understanding be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a God-given right to everyone. Far into the future, my ambition is to leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth, nor fame; in lieu, it is the people unconditionally there for you, the individuals you were able to help flourish, and the stories you're able to tell your kids and grandkids of God's Grace. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the ultimate dream.

Tater tots and fries, milkshake on the side: the finest of meals. The sun lowered as rush hour was imminent. “We’d better hurry,” my mom urged. “We won't have enough time to finish Moana!” We exited the restaurant and headed towards our destination: my mom’s workplace. My mother was part of the care industry. One job involved taking care of this sweet, little boy. Anthony was basically my little brother from another blood. “Jesus Christ, yung mga batang ito.” Whenever I tagged along, my mother would care for her rascals who caused messy scenes. She’d swoop in to save the day – armed with cleaning supplies. I admired the way she would discipline us. She never belittled us and taught us to reflect on our emotions. Currently, as an adolescent, it’s undeniable that children are affected by abuse as a means of “discipline”. I didn’t understand how significant her actions were in the long run; however, I could tell Anthony and I were deeply impacted by all that my mother ingrained in us. After work, my mother and I board the crowded L train. A family of 3 boards. My mind treaded to my dad. He was a sailor, but I figured he was secretly a pirate. Perhaps he could find Nemo, or come across Moana’s island. He visited home every few months and shared incredible stories of his journeys. I bragged about him to everyone; but sometimes, I wished for something simpler—for my father to be my dad. Regardless, I did have a dad — my hero. “Pick up after yourself!” Blocks scattered on the floor. Anthony and I straightened out and picked it up immediately. Her warnings were petrifying. Fathers are defined to make you a tougher person. She did exactly that, demonstrating independence and resiliency. I’d go great lengths for my “brother” – even take on the wrath of my mother. While put in timeout, everything became clear to me; Anthony had seen me just as I saw my mother: a mentor. He mimicked my actions I adopted from her. He would ask to sweep the floors or put away toys, making me realize my impact. It was an exceptional moment. He was influenced by me similarly to how my mother was my influence. I understood my responsibility as his mentor from that point on, taking note of his improved behavior inherited from my actions. 9 years have drifted by since. “Remember Anthony?” I inquire. He’d be 10 years old by now. His family sends a Christmas card every year, displaying their two new additions. They occasionally sparked a conversation with my mother, once discussing how calmly collected Anthony was compared to his siblings. He takes charge as the elder sibling and exhibits responsibility, like learning to cook for himself. “Of course, he’s an amazing brother,” my mom remarks. Indeed, he was. Role models are contagious as their impact is spreadable through generations. Mentors are meant to express good deeds and morals. Anyone can be of influence; but it takes a good mentor to be a great role model. Pursuing a higher education supports my journey in becoming not only an architect; but the mentor I aspire to be as well. Teaching not only my kids, but the younger generations I encounter as well, by utilizing my experiences and wise knowledge accurately depicts my desired purpose: to leave a long-lasting effect on the world. Thus, to lead by example, you have to learn from examples.

I stayed in a penal farm during summer break. Prisoners paraded the fields as they were workers, and prison guards surveyed the area. My family decided to visit their hometown: Palawan, Philippines. We stayed with my maternal family. Her father was the warden when she still lived on the farm. I was told countless stories of the creatures they’ve been bitten by, the river they’d always swim in and some astonishing prisoner misconduct. I was enthralled. I had no knowledge of how people lived in a prison, nor life in a place much less developed than NY. I shot questions like rapid fire to my grandfather and the prison guards. My topics revolved around how the PDLs ended up imprisoned and how their system functioned. As far as I knew, prisoners stayed in one barricaded facility. Understanding the backgrounds of these inmates and fostering bonds gave me a new perspective: criminals can develop from their past mistakes. You could feel their sincerity when being of service and support. Once, I’d been asked by a PDL, Pastor Jett, if I wanted to learn the guitar. A pastor and a prisoner! He taught me the basics of how to hold a guitar. He was patient and gave me that push of confidence. What could he have done in his past? His soul seemed so welcoming. Thankful for his kindness, and everyone else I’d met on the farm, I performed a worship song and sang with my uncle to praise our God at church, connecting us all. Community is people who defy all hardships together. Even though this community didn’t have much, they still thrived in life. I concluded life around the penal farm needed to develop in order for these people to live comfortably and easily. I had an architectural dream: I envisioned the farm with renovated roads, stronger houses, and a bigger church in the hometown of my parents to give back to my Filipino community, as they always prayed for my family and I, helped me learn new things, and gave me unforgettable adventures.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at the Academy of Urban Planning and Engineering, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my bachelor’s degree, working up to master’s. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at the Academy of Urban Planning and Engineering, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being apart of STEM education is immensely fundamental for advancing our society. Utilizing my mathematical and innovative mind would create picturesque, useful, and unique structures, which is absolutely mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating, so I aspire to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my bachelor’s degree, working up to master’s. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

"The end is nigh". Plastered over a sign on tv, I had been watching gravity falls for the 3rd time. The two week break from the sudden outbreak of "coronavirus" was just what I needed, or so I thought. Plans were out the window and I was in the coziest space: my bed. I was bed rotten, enjoying my days off. Times were amazing; However, I came across my first problem: boredom. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. I encountered my second issue: the extended break. I sulked in my bedroom as my zooms were taking place. I had no motivation to learn, nor listen. In turn, I rarely ever completed my classwork, nor homework. Times were boring. All I did was stare at the screen, pondering when the zoom would be over. My mind was telling me “there’s no point”, and because of that, my body and lifestyle faced the consequences. I was giving out. Perhaps my worst issue had arrived: COVID. My father had been working during the pandemic as he's an Uber Driver. It all starts with a cough. Quarantining my father was a decision made a little too late. Our temperatures dropped and we were all under the weather. Times were frightening. We had no idea how severe this new outbreak was, fearing for our health. Thankfully, that excruciating week of no taste and fatigue passed by. I was painfully wrong. The worst had not arrived then, but was in motion now. My grandmother fell ill. Soon enough, she laid in eternal rest. Time stopped. The agonized wails faded into a bitter, unrelenting buzz. It was my turn to throw a rose into her casket. My grandmother was like a rose too, a white one matter of fact. She was the embodiment of all that was pure and graceful. Time continues. All I can reminisce now regarding that unfortunate event was the world around me. It just kept turning, as it was not aware of or unbothered by any tragedies that took place in it. Then, it hit me. Death is only a part of life: some may find it dreadful, others peaceful. But death is inevitable for everyone. So before you find yourself facing death, live your life to the fullest. You won’t know what you’re missing out on until time’s up. Currently, I find myself reflecting the upsides and downsides of the COVID-19 pandemic, and how far I've come since. Although it messed up my “people skills”, it’s taught me to grow and embrace change – no matter how scary it is. Still, my journey from the height of COVID to now gave me meaning and pride. I was once a sulky, apathetic 12 year-old with no sense of self worth; but I have transformed into a healthy, laborious young woman full of passion for the world and beyond. As of now, I stand on the brink of becoming salutatorian or valedictorian. Time is a blessing.

I stayed in a penal farm for the majority of my summer break. Many prisoners paraded the fields as they were workers, and prison guards surveyed the area. My family decided to visit their hometown: Palawan, Philippines. Considering the fact it’s been basically a decade since we’ve been out of the country, everyone was ecstatic. We brought goods from the US as they never had the fortune to purchase any US “luxuries”. My mother mentioned her father was the warden when she still lived on the farm. My mother and her family told me countless stories of the wild creatures they’ve been bitten by, the river they’d always swim in and some astonishing prisoner misconduct. Nonetheless, I was intrigued as coming from a big city, I had no knowledge of how people lived in a prison, nor life in a place much less developed than NY. In turn, my interest skyrocketed. I shot questions out of the blue to my grandfather and the prison guards who’ve basically become family. My topics frequently revolved around how the PDLs ended up imprisoned and how their whole system functioned because as far as I know, prisoners stayed in one barricaded facility. Understanding the backgrounds of these inmates and making acquaintance with them slowly made me understand that criminals can learn from their mistakes and grow from their past. It may have been their job to help around and assist the families living in this penal farm; but you could feel their sincerity when being of service and support. Once, I’d been asked by a family friend if I’d like to learn guitar. Eager to try something new, I quickly accepted and she had brought me to a PDL under our kubo– a small open hut with benches on each side. His name was Pastor Jett. Yes, a pastor and a prisoner! I recognized his tune from when he had played his guitar during church music. He grabbed his instrument and handed it to me with ease. He taught me the basics of how to hold a guitar, strut it, and the different sets of notes there were. I was not the quickest learner; yet he was patient and gave me that push of confidence. He assured me it was okay when I’d frantically apologize for taking too long and gave me breaks whenever I needed it. I wondered what could Pastor Jett have done in his past because his soul seemed so welcoming. Whilst giving me advice and playing his music, I wanted to play for the church in hopes to do something in return for the kindness of everyone I’d met on the farm. So that upcoming Sunday, I picked out a worship song to play and sing with my uncle and praise God with other children of God, connecting us with each other. From my recent experiences on the farm, I realized how even though these people didn’t have much, they still thrived in life. In a moment of revelation, I thought to myself, life around the penal farm needed to develop in order for PDLs, guards, and families to live comfortably and have an easier time going to school and church. Therefore, when I pursue my goals of becoming an architect, I envision a farm with renovated roads, stronger houses, and a bigger church in the hometown of my parent to give back to my community in the Philippines as they always prayed for my family and I, helped me learn new things, and gave me an adventure of a lifetime.

I stayed in a penal farm for the majority of my summer break. Many prisoners paraded the fields as they were workers, and prison guards surveyed the area. My family decided to visit their hometown: Palawan, Philippines. Considering the fact it’s been basically a decade since we’ve been out of the country, everyone was ecstatic. We brought goods from the US as they never had the fortune to purchase any US “luxuries”. My mother mentioned her father was the warden when she still lived on the farm. My mother and her family told me countless stories of the wild creatures they’ve been bitten by, the river they’d always swim in and some astonishing prisoner misconduct. Nonetheless, I was intrigued as coming from a big city, I had no knowledge of how people lived in a prison, nor life in a place much less developed than NY. In turn, my interest skyrocketed. I shot questions out of the blue to my grandfather and the prison guards who’ve basically become family. My topics frequently revolved around how the PDLs ended up imprisoned and how their whole system functioned because as far as I know, prisoners stayed in one barricaded facility. Understanding the backgrounds of these inmates and making acquaintance with them slowly made me understand that criminals can learn from their mistakes and grow from their past. It may have been their job to help around and assist the families living in this penal farm; but you could feel their sincerity when being of service and support. Once, I’d been asked by a family friend if I’d like to learn guitar. Eager to try something new, I quickly accepted and she had brought me to a PDL under our kubo– a small open hut with benches on each side. His name was Pastor Jett. Yes, a pastor and a prisoner! I recognized his tune from when he had played his guitar during church music. He grabbed his instrument and handed it to me with ease. He taught me the basics of how to hold a guitar, strut it, and the different sets of notes there were. I was not the quickest learner; yet he was patient and gave me that push of confidence. He assured me it was okay when I’d frantically apologize for taking too long and gave me breaks whenever I needed it. I wondered what could Pastor Jett have done in his past because his soul seemed so welcoming. Whilst giving me advice and playing his music, I wanted to play for the church in hopes to do something in return for the kindness of everyone I’d met on the farm. So that upcoming Sunday, I picked out a worship song to play and sing with my uncle and praise God with other children of God, connecting us with each other. From my recent experiences on the farm, I realized how even though these people didn’t have much, they still thrived in life. In a moment of revelation, I thought to myself, life around the penal farm needed to develop in order for PDLs, guards, and families to live comfortably and have an easier time going to school and church. Therefore, when I pursue my goals of becoming an architect, I envision a farm with renovated roads, stronger houses, and a bigger church in the hometown of my parent to give back to my community in the Philippines as they always prayed for my family and I, helped me learn new things, and gave me an adventure of a lifetime.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at the Academy of Urban Planning and Engineering, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my bachelor’s degree, working up to master’s. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal, shining in all its splendor. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at the Academy of Urban Planning and Engineering, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

"The end is nigh". Plastered over a sign on tv, I had been watching gravity falls for the 3rd time. The two week break from the sudden outbreak of "coronavirus" was just what I needed, or so I thought. Plans were out the window and I was in the coziest space: my bed. I was bed rotten, enjoying my days off. Times were amazing; However, I came across my first problem: boredom. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. There was nothing to do and I was actually eager to go back to school. Boom! I encountered my second issue: the extended break. I sulked in my bedroom as my zooms were taking place. I had no motivation to learn, nor listen. In turn, I rarely ever completed my classwork, nor homework. Times were boring. All I did was stare at the screen, wondering when the zoom would be over. My mind was telling me “there’s no point”, and because of that, my body and lifestyle faced the consequences. I was giving out, my stomach was either echoing its emptiness or groaning in pain, gorged beyond comfort. I was just a wretched blob sulking in the corner of my room. Ahem. Perhaps my worst issue had arrived: COVID. My father had been working during the pandemic as he's an Uber Driver. It all starts with a cough. Quarantining my father was a decision made a little too late. Our temperatures dropped and we were all under the weather. Times were frightening. We had no idea how severe this new outbreak was, fearing for our health. Thankfully, that excruciating week of no taste and fatigue passed by. 6/25/22. I was painfully wrong. The worst had not arrived then, but was in motion now. My grandmother fell ill. Soon enough, she laid in eternal rest. Time stopped. It felt like the end. The agonized wails faded into a bitter, unrelenting buzz. It was my turn to throw a rose into her casket. My grandmother was like a rose too, a white one matter of fact. She was the embodiment of all that was pure and graceful. Time continues. All I can reminisce now regarding that unfortunate event was the world around me. It just kept turning, as it was not aware of or unbothered by any tragedies that took place in it. Then, it hit me. Death is only a part of life: some may find it dreadful, others peaceful. But death is inevitable for everyone. So before you find yourself facing death, live your life to the fullest. You won’t know what you’re missing out on until time’s up. Currently, I find myself reflecting the upsides and downsides of the COVID-19 pandemic, and how far I've come since. Thankfully, COVID wasn’t quite the disaster people made it out to be. I recall a CNN story, stating the first COVID patient in a hospital had turned into a zombie. Of course, it was proven false. Still, my journey from the height of COVID to now gave me meaning and pride. I was once a sulky, apathetic 12 year-old with no sense of self worth; but I have transformed into a healthy, laborious young woman with a passion for community and academics. As of now, I stand on the brink of becoming salutatorian or valedictorian. All the love and appreciation goes to my grandmother, who showed me life is a privilege, and to my support system for believing I could reach for the stars and come back acquiring the moon. Never take advantage of the privilege of living, you were the sperm that survived.

My mission as a future architect is to drastically change the course of economic inequality. As of now, there are more countries treading towards becoming a third-world country due to their government's failure to resolve their healthcare and economic domestic issues. Thus, I will focus on helping the less fortunate who reside in third world countries. I, personally, aim to start with my heritage’s beloved country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still very underdeveloped and I plan on contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Since I became conscious of the fact that everyone is living life differently and not based in the US, I've realized how much more extreme conditions are outside the country. My mother called her family in the Philippines whenever she would hear the news that there was a current flood or hurricane where she had lived and it was immensely terrifying. I recall her in a panicked state when she was brought to voicemail. Her mother could only reach out after the climate calmed down. One of the lowest moments in someone's life is not being able to communicate to your loved ones. To know that, at the least, your loved ones are in a home that's strong enough to withstand heavy weather like floods and storms gives you a sense of relief. Thus, to extend my architectural capabilities to people in need of better housing would be one of my proudest achievements. My mission, however, is not limited. As I pursue my education, I plan to participate in community service and aid my city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. Thus, I participate in clubs/programs like CUFFH (Churches United For Fair Housing) and NHS (National Honors Society) to give my services to those reaching out for a helping hand. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family. That is, with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate, in a similar predicament I had been in. I envision myself donating and giving back to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. One of my most notable goal is to fund the education and tuition of students who are not able be supported as learning should be a god-given right to all.

“Pinoy Pride!” My parents immigrated from Palawan, all the way to the home of Hollywood. This transition was a mountain to climb. With no college degree, my parents were left unemployed in search of whatever ways they can earn money. My dad found himself at sea, serving the captain and his crew; whereas, my mother found herself in a casino hotel bathroom, scrubbing every possible nook and cranny. 6:30PM I was brought into existence. My mom remark it as one of the happiest days of their life. Unfortunately, my dad was absent: his maritime journey was not finished for another week and a half. However, he was able to attend my baptism as we, Filipinos, worship our Lord and Savior! Proud of trusting in God’s plan. After a while, we moved into New York, the city that never sleeps. Neither did my dad. He worked hard overseas, but worked even harder to talk to me at least once while he was away. Meanwhile, my mother and I spent our days watching HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering and watching shows like Fixer Upper and Property Brothers set it off. Architecture and structural development careers always fascinated me. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. I plan to make my Filipino community proud of me, chanting with pride their hearts and content with their pilipino identities. Safe to say, I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

Obtaining this scholarship means one step closer to my purpose. I believe it was destiny when my mom switched channels and chose HGTV the second it came up on my small Samsung TV. We’d spend hours watching it in our tiny, 2nd floor apartment. Sometimes we prayed we’d get a chance to have the opportunity to actually have the house of our dreams. Architecture and structural development careers have always fascinated me. I aspire to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Continuing so forth, I will study stupendously and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my bachelor’s degree, working up to master’s. If I were to receive the chance to enroll in my dream Ivy League school, Cornell University, this scholarship would help me further pay off its costly tuition. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

One chance, one goal. Since I watched HGTV, I had made it my mission to create original designs that would captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I aspire to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Then, with bated breath, I will be accepted by my dream school: Columbia University or Cornell University, both very well known for their architecture programs. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my bachelor’s degree, working up to master’s. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

Tater tots and fries, milkshake on the side: the finest of meals. The sun lowered as rush hour was imminent. “We’d better hurry,” my mom urged. “We won't have enough time to finish Moana!” We exited the restaurant and headed towards our destination: my mom’s workplace. My mother was part of the care industry. One job involved taking care of this sweet, little boy. Anthony was basically my little brother from another blood. “Jesus Christ, yung mga batang ito.” Whenever I tagged along, my mother would care for her rascals who caused messy scenes. She’d swoop in to save the day – armed with cleaning supplies. I admired the way she would discipline us. She never belittled us and taught us to reflect on our emotions. Currently, as an adolescent, it’s undeniable that children are affected by abuse as a means of “discipline”. I didn’t understand how significant her actions were in the long run; however, I could tell Anthony and I were deeply impacted by all that my mother ingrained in us. After work, my mother and I board the crowded L train. A family of 3 boards. My mind treaded to my dad. He was a sailor, but I figured he was secretly a pirate. Perhaps he could find Nemo, or come across Moana’s island. He visited home every few months and shared incredible stories of his journeys. I bragged about him to everyone; but sometimes, I wished for something simpler—for my father to be my dad. Regardless, I did have a dad — my hero. “Pick up after yourself!” Blocks scattered on the floor. Anthony and I straightened out and picked it up immediately. Her warnings were petrifying. Fathers are defined to make you a tougher person. She did exactly that, demonstrating independence and resiliency. I’d go great lengths for my “brother” – even take on the wrath of my mother. While put in timeout, everything became clear to me; Anthony had seen me just as I saw my mother: a mentor. He mimicked my actions I adopted from herHe would ask to sweep the floors or put away toys, making me realize my impact. It was an exceptional moment. He was influenced by me similarly to how my mother was my influence. I understood my responsibility as his mentor from that point on, taking note of his improved behavior inherited from my actions. 9 years have drifted by since. “Remember Anthony?” I inquire. He’d be 10 years old by now. His family sends a Christmas card every year, displaying their two new additions. They occasionally sparked a conversation with my mother, once discussing how calmly collected Anthony was compared to his siblings. He takes charge as the elder sibling and exhibits responsibility, like learning to cook for himself. “Of course, he’s an amazing brother,” my mom remarks. Indeed, he was. Role models are contagious as their impact is spreadable through generations. Mentors are meant to express good deeds and morals. Anyone can be of influence; but it takes a good mentor to be a great role model.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at the Academy of Urban Planning and Engineering, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Then, with bated breath, I will be accepted by my dream school: Columbia University or Cornell University, both very well known for their architecture programs. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my bachelor’s degree, working up to master’s. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Studying abroad can brighten my horizons as it will help me familiarize myself with traveling in another country. Not only will my academic knowledge be heightened; but I will be able to connect to other architects around the world who share their cultural identities. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at the Academy of Urban Planning and Engineering, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ fantasy buildings into reality. Designing a building in NY is not just something you flaunt over; it’s like an Olympic gold medal. It displays the tremendous effort I put into working towards my dreams and giving representation to my heritage, known for its pride-filled community. This medal would exhibit my parent’s hard work to get into America. Above all, it was not in vain and residing in a low income family never means you can’t reach for the stars. In the near future, I plan to visit my parents’ country: the Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped. I will commit to contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. As of now, it is quintessential for me to participate in community service and aid our city where areas are unused, unclean and unlivable. With my forthcoming civic life, my intention is to contribute to different communities and volunteer with my family with a vital aim in mind: to help those who are less fortunate. I envision myself donating to charities and programs with an essential cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or give support to immigrant families. My most notable goal is to fund deserving students’ education and tuition as learning should be a god-given right to everyone. Far into my future, my ambition is to inspire and leave a major long-lasting impact on the design industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure that popularized and treasured Catholicism. Living in one of the greatest cities, I am able to take inspiration from other former architects who played an integral part in what NYC is renowned for: buildings. Like Gaudi, my blueprint mark will be left behind. Success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. Safe to say I see myself 20 years from now, living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home I’ve designed. That’s the dream.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at AUPE, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my innovative mind to create picturesque, useful structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning about an important skill in life that I can use to contribute to my community. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ dream buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Then, with bated breath, I will be accepted by my dream school: Columbia University or Cornell University, both very well known for their architecture programs. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my master’s or doctorate’s degree. Moreover, being able to have a well paying job as an architect or designer will further influence my financial success and increase the likelihood of setting money aside to help the less fortunate, just like third world countries. My personal goals involve coming back to my heritage’s country, Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped and I plan on contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Preferably, I seek to create my own business with much needed help from peers and coworkers. My civic life will consist of community work and volunteer with my family to help those who are less fortunate. I also want to donate to charities and programs who deserve the money and use it for a great cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or immigrant families. My long term professional goal is to inspire other designers with my ideas and designs, leaving a major long-lasting impact on the industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure and Lesley Mobo, who further enhances the beauty of Filipino cultural wear. I also wish to work with companies and brands in my profession that I get inspired from; but life has made me realize success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. As Charles Kingsleigh wisely puts, “The only way to achieve the impossible is to believe it is possible.” So, make these aspirations a reality because I will most definitely drive towards my goals.

"Be the role model you needed when you were younger." Role models significantly shape who we become, as children are deeply influenced by those around them. Many people adopt the traits and mannerisms of their role models and I value all the mentors that have come across my life. I always admired my mother for her incredible perseverance and strength. She moved away from her own nation to give me a better life, balancing employment, housework, and raising me. She was not just my mother; she was also my hero and bestest of friend. Wanting to be like her, I copied her words, gestures, and attire. She constantly encouraged me to follow my dreams by teaching me to be thankful, introspective, and diligent. During much of my childhood, my father, a US merchant marine sailor, wasn’t around due to his job. Assuming the role of both of my parents, my mother reassured me that he would return shortly. Her profession was stressful, yet even in the worst of times, she made sure I was happy. After a long day, she would always tell a joke to take the attention of the fact we ate rice and canned tuna together for 3 days straight. My mother would often accompany me to work because I was the only child. Anthony, or who I referred to as little man, was a kid she used to babysit. Our persistent bonding lead to this dynamic bond and he became like a little brother to me. I would stop at nothing to protect him, even if we didn't always agree. My memories and experiences with him satisfied my longing for a sibling. Anthony began to mimic everything I did, even building Lego structures and helping me around the house when I would assist my mother. His tendency to help my mother and I became a trend and as a result, I realized that, in addition to my mother, I had become a mentor of his. Their role models have a drastic impact on generations after generations. Mentors are our own parents, guidance counselors, and even that guy at the bodega who tells bizarre, yet meaningful anecdotes about his life. I can now see how important it is to serve as a mentor to people around me. I work very hard in school, apply to colleges, and look for scholarships in order to set a good example for others and impart essential life lessons like "time waits for no one" to the youth. This scholarship is essential to my post secondary goals because as a first generational student, my low income background results in my inability to pay off colleges debts. My dream is to get into Columbia University or Cornell University and thus, my student debt will only skyrocket from this point on. So I am honored by opportunities like these that allow me to be one step closer to student debt free.

Architecture allows me to bring others’ dream buildings into reality. I plan to create my own architectural business where I can successfully satisfy my clients and meet their needs and demands for their dream homes and buildings—maybe even exceed their expectations. I am excited about the future because architecture is not just a career for me; it is a way to make a real difference in people's lives. My ultimate goal is to open my own architectural firm. I want to design spaces that not only meet the practical needs of my clients but also inspire and uplift them. Having a well-paying job as an architect will also allow me to support causes I care about, particularly helping the less fortunate. I am especially passionate about giving back to the Philippines, my heritage’s country. Despite its beautiful islands and beaches, the Philippines is still underdeveloped. I want to contribute to the latest architectural advancements there and help provide safe housing for those affected by natural disasters like typhoons and floods. This scholarship will be crucial in helping me achieve these goals. It will help pay my educational expenses, especially tuition, allowing me to focus on my studies without the constant worry of financial burdens. As a rising college freshman, I am eager to learn and grow at one of the prestigious universities I have applied to, such as Syracuse University, Cornell University, or Columbia University. A strong education will equip me with the skills and knowledge necessary to excel in architecture and make a meaningful impact. My weighted high school GPA of 3.84 reflects my dedication and hard work, and I am ready to bring the same level of commitment to my college studies, perhaps even more. I believe that with the help of the Bright Lights Scholarship, I can reach my full potential and make my dreams a reality. This scholarship will not only support my education but also empower me to contribute positively to society. In the future, I see myself as a successful architect who not only designs beautiful and functional buildings but also uses my skills to improve the lives of others. Whether it is helping to rebuild communities in the Philippines or creating innovative designs that push the boundaries of architecture, I am committed to making a difference. The Bright Lights Scholarship is a stepping stone that will help me get there, and I am immensely grateful to be able to have this opportunity.

My childhood revolved around HGTV. My drive for design has always been lingering beneath the surface and through the teachings of architecture and engineering at AUPE, I feel even more inspired to create original designs that will captivate the attention of society in the form of structures. Being able to use my mathematical and innovative mind to create picturesque, useful, and unique structures is mind boggling to me. Architecture and structural development careers are utterly fascinating. I want to dedicate my college years to working extremely diligently as I have been given the gift of learning about an important skill in life that I can use to contribute to my community. Architecture also allows me to bring others’ dream buildings into reality. Guaranteed, I will ask for help if necessary from my guidance counselors, teachers and other peers who serve as my support system. Then, with bated breath, I will be accepted by my dream school: Columbia University or Cornell University, both very well known for their architecture programs. Continuing so forth, I will study much more and, undoubtedly, be determined to spend at least half of my days on my education in order to receive my master’s or doctorate’s degree. Moreover, being able to have a well paying job as an architect or designer will further influence my financial success and increase the likelihood of setting money aside to help the less fortunate, just like third world countries. My personal goals involve coming back to my heritage’s country, Philippines. Though its beautiful islands and beaches are sublime, it is still underdeveloped and I plan on contributing to the latest architectural advancements in my country, as well as assisting those who need a roof over their heads, especially during times of typhoons and floods. Preferably, I seek to create my own business with much needed help from peers and coworkers. During my time as a designer in the future, I wish to be able to satisfy my clients and meet their needs and demands for either their dream homes or clothes–perhaps even exceed their expectations. With my civic life, I wish to do community work and volunteer with my family to help those who are less fortunate. I also want to donate to charities and programs who deserve the money and use it for a great cause, such as help with rehabilitation, St. Jude patients, or immigrant families. My long term professional goal is to inspire other designers with my ideas and designs, leaving a major long-lasting impact on the industry. By way of example, Antoni Gaudi left behind his ineffable La Sagrada Família masterpiece of a structure and Lesley Mobo, who further enhances the beauty of Filipino cultural wear. I also wish to work with companies and brands in my profession that I get inspired from; but life has made me realize success is not measured by your opulent wealth or fame; but rather the people you surround yourself with and the friends who will be there for you during the hardest times of your life. As for my personal life, I would be content living a simple, stable life with my beautiful family, in a cozy home as it is far more desirable and vibrant. Don’t let dreams and aspirations remain as mere wishes. As Charles Kingsleigh wisely puts, “The only way to achieve the impossible is to believe it is possible.” So, make these aspirations a reality because I will most definitely drive towards my goals.

I stayed in a penal farm where many prisoners were workers in the farm and prison guards surrounded the area. It was my vacation to Palawan, Philippines and my family went to visit the hometown of my parents as it had been years since we’ve seen my mom’s family. We brought gifts from the US, such as food and clothes. For my mother, she had grown up in this prison farm as my granddad was a guard. My mother and her family told me countless stories of the wild animals they’d been bitten by, the river that they would always swim in and any prisoner misconduct that was caught and punished. I was, nonetheless, intrigued as coming from a big city, I didn’t know much about how people lived in a prison, nor life in a place much less developed than NY. Thus, my interest skyrocketed and I began shooting questions out of the blue to my grandfather and prison guards who have basically become family. My topics frequently revolved around why the PDLs got to where they are now and how their whole system functioned because as far as I know, prisoners stayed in one enclosed, barricaded facility. Knowing the backgrounds of these inmates and getting to know them slowly made me realize they can learn from their mistakes and grow from their past. It may have been their job to be help around and assist the families living in this penal farm; but you could feel their sincerity in being of service and support. At one time, I had been asked by a family friend if I’d like to learn guitar. Eager to try something new, I quickly accepted and she had brought me to a PDL under our kubo: a small open hut with benches on each side. His name was Pastor Jett and I recognized his tune as when my family and I went to church within the penal farm, he had played his guitar during the church music. He grabbed his instrument and handed it to me with ease. He taught me the basics of how to hold a guitar, strut it, and the different sets of notes there were. I was not the quickest learner; yet he was patient and only helped me when I struggled too much. He assured me it was okay when I’d frantically apologize for taking too long and gave me breaks whenever I needed it. I wondered what could have Pastor Jett done in his past because his soul seemed so welcoming. Whilst giving me advice and playing his music, I wanted to play for the church in hopes to do something in return for the kindness of everyone I’d met in the farm. So that upcoming sunday, I picked out a worship song to play and sing with my uncle and praise God with other children of God, connecting us with each other. From my recent experiences in the farm, I realized how even though these people didn’t have much, they still thrived in life. In a moment of revelation, I thought to myself, life around the penal farm needed to develop so PDLs, guards, and families could live better and have an easier time going to school and church. So when I pursue my goals of becoming an architect, I plan to renovate the roads, houses, and church in the hometown of my parents to give back to my community in the Philippines as they always prayed for my family and I, helped me learn new things, and gave me an adventure of a lifetime.

"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams." Eleanor Roosevelt, who many may recognize as the First Lady during Franklin D. Roosevelt's presidency, is much more than just his wife. Eleanor was an outstanding activist who fought for feminism and a preeminent influence of the New Deal, a series of programs dedicated to preventing economic disasters from taking place. Through Eleanor's actions and sayings, I could see my mother. My mom has always inspired me to follow my architectural dreams, regardless of the invisible "gender rules" that are set, stating that jobs like architecture is "a man's job". In fact, she introduced me to my ambitions. When I was in elementary, my mother would put on HGTV, I found myself enjoying shows like Fixer Upper and Property Brothers, bedazzled by how such a peculiar looking house could be transformed to a cozy, warm home. Living on the second floor of a two-floor apartment with creaky floorboards and broken ceilings with rain water leaking through them, I just knew I wanted to provide my parents with the home of their dreams. Ultimately, a cozy, luxurious home is the least they deserve for giving me the best I could possibly ask for, regardless of the burdensome obstacles they've been put through. Hearing about my parent's childhoods in the Philippines, I've realized what makes my parents such strong, determined people, the ability they have to provide me with an easier life. The extreme floods during gloomy weather, the long walks they had to endure to go to school and back, the discrimination they faced for being immigrants before their US citizenship -- just a few of the countless events I did not have to experience because my family makes sure I live comfortably and have access to important assets like education. If it weren't for their willpower and driven love for me, I would have given up on my dreams a long time ago; but their motivation keeps me moving and focused on my aspirations everyday. Building my family's dream homes is merely one of the many goals I've set for my architectural career. I plan to design secure homes in third world countries just like in the Philippines and El Salvador for those who are unfortunate because everyone deserves to be in a house secure enough for individuals to not have to deal with being out in intense weathers with the possibility of getting hypothermia or heat strokes. I desire to exceed my ability to design just homes as well, as I envision myself creating buildings like churches and castles as well. La Sagrada Familia has astonished me since learning about its creation in the movie, "Barcelona: A Love Untold". Observing what architecture has become, I'd like to keep the archaic style of architects like Antoni Gaudi; however, I still plan to create contemporary, modernistic designs as well because there is no limit to a world with an endless palette.