Hello Hivians ❤️.
It's been a beautiful week for me.
This is something I wanted to write about some time ago but I was not strong enough yet to do so. Well three weeks ago, my friend Angel contested in a pageantry in my school. It was for the position of the queen of our faculty. I study communication and media studies; my facility was going to have a dinner and it was to be done in grand style.
The pageantry was part of the dinner. Preparations were in top gear. She went for rehearsals. Learned how to pose and catwalk on heels. Started getting all she needed on time. Was consistent in the rehearsal even while juggling studying and exams. I also put in all my energy to make sure she did her best in every aspect.
The d-day came. We were so happy. I assured my friend she was going to win. She is a beautiful, talented, composed, and outstanding girl and I believed so much that she was going to take the crown home. Everything seemed to be okay.
We beat the odds to get to the venue, got soaked under the rain twice, and the nails I'd fixed came off because I had to quickly weave my friend's hair. I didn't even care I just wanted Angel to be as comfortable and less nervous as possible.
We were getting there, and then my zipper burst open. I almost cried out. It was a dinner and all communication and media studies students were in attendance, I was confused and then the solution came, my dress was fixed now I had to make sure all of Angel's stuff was safe. I dressed her up for their different appearances.
It is comprised of casuals, (a polo shirt and jean pants, beach wear, cultural wear, and finally their dinner dress.) I was very particular about the dinner dress, every step was a meticulous one, we slept on the morning of that day because we stayed all through the night to give her dinner dress finishing touches.
After all the performances and appearances by the contestants. The results were announced and truth be told my friend didn't win. Yes, she lost. I ran out of the hall and cried so much when my friend came out, she cried too, we hugged each other and let out all our tears.
It hurt so much that my friend didn't get the crown. She did get an award for the best dinner dress. But we were not satisfied. All that really mattered was the crown. We cried ourselves to sleep after the next day.
It was so hard for us to come to grips with ourselves about the outcome of the pageantry. I wasn't contesting but I felt as if I had lost myself. Since I've grown up now, I've never really lost in competitions, I've always been winning so when this happened, I knew what it felt to fail when you totally had faith that you'd win.
This was my first experience at losing. To be honest, after this incident, I realized we had a stronger resolve, we're going to participate in something bigger and we're preparing more than ever.
This losing experience taught me that there are wins and losses in life, losses shouldn't keep you down forever, rather restrategize, keep giving your best, and believe in yourself.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Most importantly, my friend will always be a queen, with or without a crown. I still believe in her.
Thank you for reading through. I hope you've gotten one or two things from this experience.
This is indeed a great lesson to learn, that was a nice move and I love how caring and supportive you were to her .💖🤗
Thank you.
Friendship is one thing I totally cherish