The Sharp Turn
Gone are the days of "Quiz na pud!", "1/4 ma’am?", and "Duol ng defense, nang!". We finally made it to the ramp as graduates, ready to jump from the planks to the stiff waters of reality. Some of us are still jobless.. (Some even texting "Patid-patid pa ko ug lata, nang!"). Some are on a vacation. ("Tambay pa mi sa esperanza..")Some are in their farms ("Dugay pko kbalik davao nang ke ting-ani run"). And some already have jobs waiting for them.
We belong to a group of individuals with different facets. Some are rich enough to afford a life of luxury; some only have enough to fend for themselves. Some are goal-oriented with the end in mind; some live only by the moment. There are takers and givers, winners and losers of various sports, the tough but soft at heart. The thinkers, writers, poets, players, actors, singers and dancers. Despite the difference in principles we believe, our names all made it to the list of graduates.
As I look back, i laughed and cried with these people. I made few friends and I made a lot of enemies too. It all goes back to zero as we take different paths. But as they say, memories live for those who knows how to remember.
When I looked back to that day I stepped out of college, I will be on my own somewhere without these people I have known for a lot of years. I will be fending for myself without the presence of my family, of the barkada (I love being the muse. Thank you for making me feel special always), to my hubby Bern (who turned my vida amor to 180-degrees).
I’ll be saying goodbye’s to many, and hello to my own self as I turn and walk the road I had chosen to take alone.
