Standing at the front porch of our house while sipping a cup of ice cold coffee, I was daydreaming about the good old days in high school and my first year in college. It sure was five whole years of a really exciting joyride. So exciting, that I do not even know how all of it started.
Everyday wasn’t really a hassle back then – we even had time to do homeworks and review sessions while already inside the school premises. Homeworks can easily be done, thanks to the nerds who kindheartedly shared their blessings to the lazy yet humble (I suppose the phrase to be positive enough.) people – those who ‘forgot’ and ‘did not have time’ to finish them at home (If you’re going to ask, I am not one of them. :P) Even quizzes, group activities and reports were of no exception. Everyone’s helping each other out – problems are solved hand in hand, jobs are divided into simpler ones and then shared among the class. That bonded us together.
Even professors were fun, either literally or figuratively. Some are entertaining enough to motivate us to work hard in his/her subject, some may have the looks that captivate the eyes of girls, or boys in that case. Yet, most of the time, some display funny expressions visible enough for the whole class to laugh and joke about. Mean enough? Not only professors, but even faculty members were of no excuse, thanks to a Foundation Day/Week (depends on the mood of our principal then) that we celebrate, a time when everyone gets a chance to say what he/she has to say – through plastic balloons filled with water.
We even had time for play, as if education and student life were actually the ones disrupting our time as joyful teenagers, instead of the other way around. Early dismissals, thanks to some lazy professors, were turned into additional gaming time, as to avoid getting caught by the dark while still in the busy streets of the Metro. Though playing the games were actually influencing our study habits, amazingly we’re still able to muddle through periodic and those crucial achievement exams, to help protect the pride of our beloved high school. That’s one proof that we still had the time and energy to study, despite certain distractions that we encountered during our stay in high school.
College, as some people say, may be that difficult, but during my stay as a freshman, I still had fun. Though the block was not that close yet at that time, I was sure enough that after three years, it would be like everyone’s not a stranger at all. I had to say thanks to special shows, events and games held in our college, our block managed to climb its way up to imaginary fame. In just a short span of time, friendships were built, and issues flew everywhere in the four corners of the room – issues which made class discussions more fun and interesting. I couldn’t ask for more, and I couldn’t thank my blockmates enough than to have them as subjects in select entries at my old blog. College was actually the reason behind my blogging, as I have told during the early times. I still have more or less two years to struggle my way through it, by the way.
Well, many things have happened during those five years. And I’ve experienced enough to face the reality that these things will never happen again. The good thing though, was that it did happen once. That would be more than enough for me. And whenever I think about it, I guess living a normal student life isn’t that hard after all.
It’s been a while since I last did this ‘reminiscing moments’ thing. Mind you, my nose ran out of blood already, thanks to those exams that I recently took this week. Now you’re expecting me to have tears running down my cheeks? Forget it. What I want is a good night’s sleep, just one – and I want it now.
But my alter-ego says: “If you want to get some sleep, why are you sipping a cup of coffee, and why are you here, writing this entry?”
Actually, he has a point there.