Reminiscing

I remember making this post years ago in my other blog. (the one that's been blocked)
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“I have always been like this, sipping over a cup of coffee during breaks , taking a nap and reading what I have thought of reading……..”






Townsville, Indigo Plateau, APRIL ‘07



11:00 am



It’s eleven in the morning and I’m still in bed…It’s going to be a big day, I know. I don’t know why but until now I don’t want to go out of my room, I don’t want to do anything, I just want to be in bed .

As I try to stir the whole of my sanity, I see my self at peace. The tranquility of my soul let vivid thoughts came into my mind. I am now looking life in a deeper perspective. You know, once I thought, people who bid goodbye are those people who are unreal; people who cry are those people who are weak and the people who ignore changes are those who are strong.

Alas! I have been fooled by myself for years. But now I know, it’s the right time to rectify the misunderstood principles of letting go and moving on.







1:30 pm



Processional



As I shut the car’s door, I saw my kiths smiling at me. “These people are the ones who inspire me and embolden me to turn out to be a strong individual”, I said to myself. While walking towards the line, I can’t help but reminisce the joy, the tears, and all the fun we have experienced together.

Yes, time flies so swiftly indeed. Four swift years have passed and now, we are standing in line, waiting for our final march. It feels like it was only last year when we first met. It was only last week when we had our semestral break and it was only yesterday when we were still rushing all our requirements for graduation.

I can still remember our firsts. First “Hello!”, first chit-chat with one another, first homework, first project and others. I will never forget all the laughter we shared because of the shallow jokes each one tells the group, the tears because of our thin-skinned emotions and our fights and arguments because of our childish nature.

Whew! It’s really astonishing to know that now, we are to go out of our alma mater and explore the wider world outside.




Awarding Ceremonies



“Schultz, Khriane Dublins y Kashmin”, I stood and walked towards the center stage, bowed in front of the audience and accepted my diploma.

What a breathtaking moment it was, when finally the evidence of all your hard work was handed to you. It was a great feeling of jubilance and indeed a blissful jiffy knowing that the world is smiling at you and welcoming you to begin the journey outside. Thinking about the future, I envisage the career waiting for me.

As I closed my eyes, I saw my self wearing a white laboratory gown, with a stethoscope hung in my neck reviewing and analyzing results of examination for the patient’s prognosis. As I gazed at myself and keenly observed how I performed the task, I smiled. Yes, I know, ten years from now I will be a physician. Someone who’ll touch others’ spirits, someone who’ll save lives.

When I opened my eyes, the sound of clapping hands reverberated and I can see the people in front of me smiling, with their eyes expressing great love, concern, and sincere congratulations. This scenario made me cry. The sense of belongingness overwhelmed my being. My heart was pounding so fast because of excitement and tremendous joy, with my knee, quivering in anxiety and my spirit, lifted and touched by the Almighty.




Recessional







The day has ended, the program was closed, and there I was waiting for my father to fetch me. All of a sudden, I felt a thug inside of me, which made me cry so hard. I don’t know why I was giving off so many tears. No one was with me, no one. It felt like I was wounded by the cutting edge of a knife. I looked back at the façade of my alma mater and then I realized. The pain I was having within my soul is the torment brought about by the reality- I am about to leave, I am about to venture alone.

Letting go is the answer. And it’s really hard for me. Almost three-fourths of the lessons I’ve learned came from this institution. In this proportion, it is definitely an arduous challenge to learn to move on. I know I’ll be fine, soon….soon …. after the wounds have healed.

As the car approached me with its gleaming headlights, I knew it’s the time to bid my last farewell. I crossed my fingers, looked back for the very last time, smiled and said “Thank you!”.




10:00 pm







I am now in bed, still disturbed by the aftershock of this day’s events. Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow is the opening of the new chapter of my life.

Hours from now, time will alter the whole of me. It will provide the adjustments, for tomorrow I will no longer be a high school teenybopper, still dependent on my classmate’s opinions. I will no longer be a lady-like individual, immature and oblivious of the happenings around me. I will no longer be a senior playing the role as a model to the juniors. I will no longer be the same for tomorrow I shall change.

“Cheer up! I know you can make it …. With the blessings of our Lord, God almighty, you will seize all the challenges, conquer all the trials and be what you dreamt of becoming ten years from now. “




-end-




“Dr. Schultz, you are needed in the ER”



“Okay, I’ll be there in a second!”.



I stood up, had my last sip on my cup ,got my gown and closed the diary I’ve written 10 years ago……..