beginningLIFE

For many stories that have been told already, about people and the great things they did, may it be about art, war, excellence, leadership or something of big big pride, their great lives started from the day they were born up to the day they close their eyes. But for individuals like me, who looks the same as everyone around me, it’s different… a lot different. My real life did not start from the day I was born but instead, it started when I became part of a world different to mine, completely strange.

I admit that high school wasn’t really about school for me. It was about being a kid at the same time an adult. Where I did what I wanted to in the extent of my limitations. From friends to hang-outs, those were the life of teenagers. Non-stop fun was the scenery even if it is in the brink of quarterly exams. We kids are just unstoppable. But everything has endings, after we graduated, the fun was said to be just beginning but for us, it was the last of our happy days.

That was my so called life, but there was no meaning. Just like for toddlers where nothing is good or bad, they just do what they want since they still don’t know the rules in this world. So there it was, the fun we had vanished slowly, but I tried to bring the fun along with me. In the sense of I still don’t want to let go of my childhood and embrace the responsibilities of adults alike. Up to now, I don’t know how it happened but eventually, I managed to be the responsible person I imagined I would be.

And it all started in college, when I entered in this prestigious institution. Here, it is different, really different, not because religion was involved, but here, real life awaits me. The earlier time of my life was just fun, no grief, pain or suffering. It all started here, where I saw the things around me. And still, it is a continuous effort to live and deal with them for the rest of my life. Nakakapagod lang minsan but then again I have to push through because this is what they call life; continuous struggle to survive.

My beginnings will soon start again after five months. I feel so weak and exhausted already. Give me sun, give me rain, give me love, give me someone to love, or could you give me just another happy day. :(