College -where else would parents invest for you to experience a great time?! (From the archives)
Article written by the 21 year old me, worried of citing the source. Cringe version on WWW. DEVILONHEELS.BLOGSPOT.COM
There are rare occasions when I find myself at a loss for words, unsure of how to express or discuss certain things. This happens to be one of those times. Why am I scared and terrified of the real world, where life extends beyond meeting assignment deadlines or regurgitating memorized words on an exam paper, hoping to scrape through? Why am I so insistent on not moving forward when moving on is my only option? Why do I hesitate to pursue a job that could provide me with the means to buy all the things I've resisted purchasing? And why, as an amiable person, am I afraid of making new friends?
I don't know how I'll cope without people knocking on my door, signaling that the bathroom is vacant. Or when I'll ever enjoy eating instant noodles as much as I do for my midnight snack. The bickering over who should message first or the perpetual complaints about how idiotic your male friends are... And those birthday pranks, the fun, the laughter, the joy... I only know that no matter how many years pass, I will forever hold onto these memories, capable of turning any bad day into my best one.
The past four years of my life have taught me to truly live, to smile through my sorrows, to laugh through my hardships, and to cry myself to sleep when I'm devoid of solutions. The best part is waking up in the morning to find that my problems have vanished into thin air. This journey has transformed me from a know-it-all to someone who embraces learning from others and adapting to change. Change has always been benevolent to me, and I hope that kindness continues.
The time has finally come to take a step forward into the real world, as these four years of anticipating the end of college are finally drawing to a close. As we progress in life, there will be times when we lose touch or become consumed by the busyness of life, and that's when these four years will seem like bliss. There will be moments when I misplace phone numbers, fail to call for ages, or unintentionally overlook your needs because I'm caught up in the whirlwind of life. All you have to do is give me a good whack on the backside and tell me what a lazy fool I am! Then, behold! I promise to show up at your doorstep.
Cheers to the unforgettable four years of fun!
To the people, friends, and even foes who have been an essential part of these past four years! To the laptop, mobile phone, and instant noodles for making life simpler!
To Mom and Dad, who kept depositing money into my account!
To the teachers who made the effort to teach and to those who eventually gave up!
To the smiles, magic, and miracles that keep us alive.