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The Beginning of the End

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I don’t know how to start this post; I just can’t find the right words to start with. But let me just tell you this: April 5, 2017; one of the MOST MEMORABLE day of my life. It is just that April 5 is the day that my life as a student will end and also, the start of something anew.


Our commencement exercise was held in our university’s covert court last April 5, 2017. The program starts early in the morning at around 7 o’clock. It started with a mass which starts at around 7:30 and then followed by the candidates singing the tribute to parent’s song entitled “Through the Years” sung by the American country music artist; Kenny Rogers. After that, it was followed by the Hooding Ceremony and the program proper; where each candidates was one by one called to go up the stage and receive the “Diploma Holder” (without the real diploma).







As the days passed by; it feels kind of weird; now that I’m done with some school stuff; that the next thing that I will do is to look for a job. I will never forget those mornings that you need to wake up early for your early morning classes. I kind of miss school, yeah, that quick! I miss those days that you will see your friends at school, asking allowances from your parents, barkada hangout, laugh at you friend’s corny jokes, studying for exams, quizzes and reports. Basically; everything about school. And it is sad to say that those days are over now.








My life as a student is not as “fantastic and magical” like every one of you thought. I’m just a typical girl who desire to finish her study and get a degree. Looking back at high school; high school life for me is not that fun like what most people think. Although; I have few friends, back then, but most of my classmates have their own small world; and I don’t belong on any of those worlds. As an introvert; I’m always alone; I’m shy to approach people and make a new friend or companion, so I tend to be always alone in the corner reading books. But, when I reached college, my life as a loner change.

As I started college, getting up in the morning felt like dragging myself out of bed. I hated waking up early. The first year of my college life was a tough one; freshman students are normally given the earliest class schedules; so I have to deal with waking up early. But college is one of the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Because I was given a chance to meet those people who will bring color to my monochromatic and boring life.








The freshman year is somehow felt like an extension of high school; you have the same set of classmates in every subject. And that’s how I meet them; we are classmates in every minor subjects (that was four semesters). And I think that was enough time for us to be close to each other. During our vacant time; we always hangout. We look for a spot in our university that is scarcely visited by other students; we stay there talk about foolish things, laugh at every corny jokes and do nothing. And also, during on our vacant time, we sometimes jam; accompanied by a guitar or a ukulele, we make together some weird sounds and noises HAHA! (I miss those times). Finding friends with the same mental condition is priceless! When I am with them, it felt like I was never alone. They taught me many things about life, they make me experience the things that I never had the chance to experience when I was in high school. And I am so lucky to have them as a part of my life. My college life was plain and simple and somehow boring.

Now that I’m on the next chapter of my life, I wish myself good luck and all the best. I may not know what I would do for the rest of my life (yet!), but I will never stop seeking. I am meant to do something and be something. I am still quite young and also, I still have enough time to know myself more and discover what else life has to offer. 






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