From Yesterday.
Whenever I hear that 30 Seconds to Mars song, I’m reminded of high school. I don’t know why. I suddenly miss it. There are so many things I’ve forgotten about it, like how I felt, waking up every day to face school, or what I did to pass the time when I was alone during dismissal. I didn’t write about everything.
Now things are so much different. I’ve more responsibilities now because I’m a college student–I’m an adult. It’s surreal, the transformation. And it scares me how things might be when I’m already working.
I worry too much.. Not the point though.
I miss high school. I miss my friends.
Trying to figure out this life.
I don’t want to think about school. I have one week left of vacation, and I should be using this time to keep resting and not worrying. But it’s the beginning of enrollment, and my units aren’t complete yet. In addition, I still don’t know my grades in two of my subjects because my instructors didn’t submit the grades last week to the college secretary. And now my tuition fee exemption form is bound to be late because of those teachers. Sucks really.
I don’t want to think of school because next semester scares the hell out of me, and I haven’t really moved on from last semester because of those [non-existent] grades. Plus I don’t know where I’ll end up after graduation. I’m not sure if I’m cut out to be a journalist, I don’t want to be a teacher, I don’t know. I’m deathly afraid I won’t wind up anywhere good–anywhere I love/will love. Others have it so much easier. My batch mates in DevCom have it all figured out–they’re eyeing places they’ll work at in the future. And people who are studying something different right now have no problem with what job they’ll be having in the future, like my brother. He’s taking up Civil Engineering, and of course that means he’ll be a civil engineer after his board. I know it’s not that simple, but at least they know where they’re going. I don’t know. I don’t know.
