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Danielle Osmena, 18

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Could it be I’m finally falling
falling for you?

Wow, have I neglected this 30 day challenge thing! It’s been over a year since I started it and I still haven’t finished. Time to get a move on, so I’ll go for two in one today:

Lately, the thing that upsets me the most is school. I haven’t been doing very well and as much as I’d like to say it isn’t for lack of trying… the truth is it probably is. Overwhelmed and under-motivated is what it is. Thankfully, I’m finally finally going to shift. Unfortunately, I still don’t get to pick what I shift into, so it’s still the Management road for me. Just dropping the Engineering part, thank Heavens. And hopefully, I’ll be able to go for a double major with Lit like I’ve always wanted to. I’ll probably have to stay in school for another year, but that’s a small price to pay for something that I really want.

I want to make one thing very clear: I have the utmost respect for all my friends in my course. As much as I don’t like it, I can understand that what this course is to me, Lit could be to them and what Lit is to me, ME could be for them; different strokes for different folks. The problem is I don’t like being in school everyday, constantly asking myself what I’m doing there and why I even bother.

As for the things that makes me feel better? Well, let’s just say I’m in a very happy place in my personal life these days. Whereas when it comes to school, I’m the least fulfilled I’ve felt in a while, in my personal life, it is quite the opposite. The little things make me feel better. One of the great things about entering college is that I’ve learned to appreciate my friends a lot more. Even just running into one of them can be all it takes to make my day, because it’s no longer everyday that I get the opportunity to smother them in hugs and just catch up. And if I’m being specific, on a daily basis, seeing his name pop up on my phone screen or hearing his voice whisper good night to me into the wee hours of the morning as I’m drifting off to sleep on the phone is all it takes to put a smile on my (so I’ve been told) usually sour face. Yes, world, I am at last spoken for and God, I’m giddy! It’s like I’m in elementary school again; goosebumps, butterflies, the works. I’m kind of grossing myself out.

1 month ago