Classes have officially started! Hello 7 am classes and copious amounts of coffee.
16 Freshmen for Political Science.
Small but mighty.
Very intersting as well.
Being a bit older than them (note: I am probably the same age as the juniors or seniors…) sometimes I couldn’t relate to what they’re talking about, but I do look forward to knowing them and seeing how they will grow in UP. Though I am not in their block as I enrolled later than them but that’s alright. We would have opportunities to do things outside of the campus anyway. If we have the time, of course.
Not being in a block section gives me the opportunity to meet more people in different courses and year levels. It forces me to get out there and actually mingle (The introvert in me freaked out at this concept but nonetheless, I still pushed through. Afterall, no man is an island). It has been a pretty colourful week thus far. Different characters have finally introduced themselves in this chapter of my life. One can say that I am grateful for it, even if I have hesitations.
With a campus as large as ours, you will definitely bump into people that you wouldn’t normally be around in everyday situations. That’s the good thing about college; the possibilities are endless, as cliché as that sounds, it is true. You are allowed to re-invent yourself and just be you without any hesitation. Maybe having experienced “real life”, this feels less of a liberating experience but more of a fulfillment of things that I have always wanted to do. Do I feel like I finally belong? Yes, slowly but surely, we are getting there. I have done enough soul searching that I KNOW this is where I want and need to be right now.
Perhaps a week may not be enough to actually say what I feel about the people around me yet, although I know that there are definitely some of them that would stay in my life. Friendships are hard to forge at this age, though you should never close your doors to opportunities to make a difference in people’s lives. Who knows, maybe they might end up changing yours for the better.
The rain has been relentless; welcome back to the Philipines, a place where college students tend to be waterproof according to officials. And Math may just kick my butt this semester, seeing as I did not choose to continue it in Sixth Form. However, I refuse to let this change the way I feel about things.
A little rain never hurt anyone, nor did a bit of Algebra.
Keep on smiling.
P.S: to all my fellow students braving the Metro Manila traffic everyday like I do-stay safe and dry people!