On The Brink of Transition
It’s only been a couple of months since I last entered my Alma Mater, USTHS, but I don’t really get why I keep missing it every single time I look at the ceiling and think what the hell I really did with my life… What did I do with my life? Did I live it to the fullest in 16 years? Or did I just throw away all the “okay” chances and tried to risk perfecting every imaginable circumstance possible? Though it may seem as though the former is what I did due to some of my successes and triumphs, in actuality, (and because I can’t think of another word to make this sentence work…) “I fucked up my life.”
It isn’t actually that negative (well, it is.) because these past months, I’ve been able to cherish every moment I’ve had with my friends in High School. I’ve been able to grasp every moment I can spare just to be able to reminisce the moments that I’ve had before and of course to catch up with their lives. It turns out that most of my friends have already transcended the “adjustment period” while here I am, still hoping for some damn miracle to happen (yeah, winning the lottery is a miracle). I learned a lot about their lives including a friend of mine who goes on with life believing that BS Psychology is the course for her while she struggles with current course which is AB Communication Arts. I mean, her course isn’t that bad, perhaps she just lost the passion to pursue it and dedicated herself to the pursuit of different endeavors. In addition, she’s moved on with her love. One she held on to for a little more than four years only to find out that the person she secretly loved has already fallen in love with another. It was a sad story and I found it difficult to give her advice so I told her a piece of my story (and we’ll get to that long story soon…)
Anyway, another friend of mine recently had their real estate built in this subdivision in our country. The house was fully furnished and I was shocked to have known that yet again, a friend of mine’s looks deceived me! I just thought that this friend of mine was a simple man (and he still is) living in this world just like me with dreams of finishing his BS Architecture in the school I still hope to go into. But I was wrong for the day after we had this trip to his house; I found out that his mom was like some part-owner of some gas company. Talk about rich eh? But yet again he doesn’t speak much of it for he only jokes around and seemingly is carefree in life, possibly just wanting to be famous is what he wants to be (StainlessChamporado in Youtube, better subscribe to that!).
My other friends, on the other hand, are also doing well for themselves and even though we’ve all gone different paths, we’re still connected and actually growing together as adults! We’re like those stories in TV that when you see, you won’t believe, but then again, we’re doing it! We’re actually growing together and believing we can be successful in the different roads that we want to pursue! Perhaps, the only difference that we have is that I still haven’t accepted my fate and they have. This High School to College transition is totally taking its toll on me and I could say I’ve had a lot of grumpy days due to “tedding” (overthinking). I guess my love for “The Royal and Pontifical University of Santo Tomas” will never change. I guess that as long as this heart pumps black, gold and white, I shall forever sing my Alma Mater’s hymn.