College.
It has always been too distant of a word for me but right now, it's so close I can almost reach out for it. Not quite though. Not quite and not yet. Last night I searched all about the UP campus I'm enrolling into and I've read countless blog posts about other people's college lives, browsed through different dormitories and their amenities, and thought about where I'd be and what I'd be doing in more or less six months from now, more or less six months from today. Six months into the life I've always dreamed of, the life I've spent Math classes wishing for, the life outside my comfort zone and all things familiar. High school has drained me, it has been the source of my distress and I want nothing more than to break free from it. I don't know if the reason I just want to step outside of the world I've been in for the past four years is a result of the bad memories I've had during the most tender phase of growing up or because the educational institution that has served as my second home for the past ten years and counting has never truly felt like home. Or maybe it has and I'm just too stubborn to admit it. I am so thankful for St. Scho though. St. Scho has introduced me to some of the most beautiful people whom I've shared some of the most wonderful memories with. St. Scho has taught me to be independent and strong and to curse the fucking daylights out of a Physics long test. St. Scho has taught me to love and to hurt and to be the person I am today. And as excited as I am to bid St. Scho good bye, I'm also sad to leave it behind.
The things that matter will stay though. And the people who matter will too. And college, I'm almost there. I'm almost there and I can't wait to greet you at your doorstep armed with a suitcase full of my dreams and aspirations. Please anticipate.
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