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quality education takes time
June 10, 2009
It hurts to accept changes in one’s life but we’ll just have to live with it. If it sinks any deeper, we’ll go numb from all the pain and will get used to it eventually.
Never have I imagined I’ll never be able to really fulfill my dreams the way I want them to like one well-drafted time-table. Eventhough nothing is final yet that would permanently prohibit or prevent me perpetually from living my dream profession, I still can’t help but be hurt of the delay already. Classes have already started but here I am in limbo, considering 3 semesters is all that’s left for me to finish law school and finally take my bar exams. It just hurst me deeply.
How I have wasted precious time when I have longed been overdued on my target and expected year of taking my oath. How I have foolishly made wrong decisions that brought me here and to add up those people that made me cross failure grounds. How I sincerely feel shame for my lovedones for causing enough trouble as if their hands aren’t full enough. How important people would react of how my life has suddenly changed its course.
I feel aweful and disappointed of my self. Although this doesn’t necessarily mean I love my self any less. However, this life changing challenge has really made the top of my list of the worst trials of all time. But then again can there be any best trial of all time?
In every trial or challenge, there is always a lesson. It’s not over until it’s over. Whether we like it or not, we’ll just have to accept and embrace the truth that something good always comes out after all these things had gone bad.
I am trying so hard to lighten up but I guess I just can’t hide the pain brought about by reality. I may seem to have moved on and oftentimes I feel guilty about how I act normally human one minute and abnormally ridiculous immediately thereafter, very much temperamental, more like a psychopath… and it is evidently nothing like how I used to handle challenges in my early years. So this just may be what they call growing up.
I coursed the path towards the bridge that will bring me to the other side
Halfway almost there, the bridge broke apart
Seeing nothingness from beneath the cliff, I breathed in that cool breeze air
How will I make two ends meet with my own bare hands alone







