Life transitions are probably the best things in life that I appreciate the most beyond doubt. These are the times I discover and rediscover new things, realize what has to be realized, and act upon things that call for a lot of consideration and maturity.
A lot of people, especially the assuming ones, tell me that I seem like a person who has been through all life's highest points, even the lowest. That they see me as a flawed emotional capsule crammed with all the biases and happy endings waiting to be formed as a single roving soul. But see, in reality, I'm barely 17, still a minor-- doesn't know where Greenland is, haven't done scuba diving yet, unemployed, and haven't accomplished much so far in life. I'm just an inexperienced fool only with a heart hungry for wisdom and success.
It's true I have been through a lot. You, too. I mean, we all have been. Maybe the reason why I differ from anybody else [or so I say] and people can say such things, is because I try to extract as many things-- realizations, comprehensions, possibilities, negativities, etc,-- as possible from all the experiences, and assess them one at a time until I move on.
I enjoy meeting a lot of people. I like talking, sharing, listening to their stories and opinions, etc., because from there I get to see a whole different perception of the real world. The held high and low points of my life bump into theirs, and there I would come to realize that we may all have been going through the same things, but we all vary in the ways we deal and see it. It's like playing a game of chess. You know the moves. But you have your own scheme that is entirely different from your opponent. You are the boss. You control.
In June, I will be off to college. A world that is comparatively different from the world I once knew. Candidly speaking, I am scared. I'm frustrated. I'm nervous. I don't know what to expect. I don't know what awaits me. Will the world crumble? Or will it flourish? Well, I don't have the answer but I certainly know that many are in the same boat with me right now.
This whole college thing is one of the major transitions in life that is now progressively unfolding on my part, and whether I like it or not, I exist to accept it. Some would choose to be summoned by fear and pressure. Some would use it to be more motivated. See, the outcome of everything we're going through in life depends on us-- how we deal with it. How we make the right and wrong decisions.
Tomorrow morning, I'll be heading to UST to confirm my enrollment. I haven't really gotten to the peak point of my decision regarding to what College I'll apply for. I passed Biology-- a good pre-Med course. But after the incident I went though, I realized that I'll be happier taking up Business Ad., or Legal Management, or ComArts, and that any medical course is not really for me.
It seems too late now to do something to be able to take what I really want [College of Commerce and C. of Arts & Letters do not accept shifters unless certain conditions]. And yeah, I have my pressured-constipated mind to blame for making the wrong decision when I was still filling the crappy USTET form up last year.
Now that I've learned, and am wiser, I'm hoping that this transition, so major, so scary, in my life would be.. though imperfect, the finest stage of my teenage life.
