The Jeepney Ride Alone
"You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone..."
It's been over a month now since I started my home tutorial work. Everyday, I go to Cainta (or Ayala Heights on TTh) to teach math. (what else?) I really can't call it work (because it pays too little) but it nonetheless helps during tuition time or on days when I get no "baon".
Anyway, since my family's not that well off, plus the fact that my parents won't allow me to drive; I am forced to commute to my tutees' houses. Don't get me wrong though. I am not spoiled! I've always known how to commute. It's just that I've never had to commute daily to places that far before. So in a way, the experience has been new for me.
The thing is, during my MWF commute, I occasionally find myelf alone in the jeep. And I don't mean "alone" as in "I know nobody there"; but literally alone! Maybe it's because of the place (sa kadulu-duluhan ng Cainta ba naman!) i don't know; t whenever this happens to me, it gets me thinking...
Thinking about that oh so repeated line, "you don't know what you got 'til it's gone."
Everyday, at school, I see the same familiar faces: classmates, teachers, orgmates, freshies, barkda, and friends. More often than not, I tend to take them for granted, thinking that they'll always be there whenever I need them; never really fully apprecating their words, gestures, and company.
Every morning, I have the hardest time getting up from bed, my head hurting just thinking about the subjects i'm suppose to attend. Never did I really value ALL the lessons to be learned, not only those taught but also those unspoken.
When I ride all alone in the jeep, I realize that in a few months time, I'm going to lose all of these. No more waking up early in the morning to attend a 7:30 philo class. No more friends asking help with some math problem. No more dumbass guard irritating me constantly with his "Sir, ID!" No more...
During those times when I become the lone passenger, it dawns on me that time flies, oppurtunities pass, innocence vanishes and friends say goodbye. Eventually, (and in my case, in the near future) I am going to be alone... And thats the harsh reality of it all. Sure, friends are gonna be in touch; but it will no longer be the same...
I'm gona miss college...
You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone...
It's been over a month now since I started my home tutorial work. Everyday, I go to Cainta (or Ayala Heights on TTh) to teach math. (what else?) I really can't call it work (because it pays too little) but it nonetheless helps during tuition time or on days when I get no "baon".
Anyway, since my family's not that well off, plus the fact that my parents won't allow me to drive; I am forced to commute to my tutees' houses. Don't get me wrong though. I am not spoiled! I've always known how to commute. It's just that I've never had to commute daily to places that far before. So in a way, the experience has been new for me.
The thing is, during my MWF commute, I occasionally find myelf alone in the jeep. And I don't mean "alone" as in "I know nobody there"; but literally alone! Maybe it's because of the place (sa kadulu-duluhan ng Cainta ba naman!) i don't know; t whenever this happens to me, it gets me thinking...
Thinking about that oh so repeated line, "you don't know what you got 'til it's gone."
Everyday, at school, I see the same familiar faces: classmates, teachers, orgmates, freshies, barkda, and friends. More often than not, I tend to take them for granted, thinking that they'll always be there whenever I need them; never really fully apprecating their words, gestures, and company.
Every morning, I have the hardest time getting up from bed, my head hurting just thinking about the subjects i'm suppose to attend. Never did I really value ALL the lessons to be learned, not only those taught but also those unspoken.
When I ride all alone in the jeep, I realize that in a few months time, I'm going to lose all of these. No more waking up early in the morning to attend a 7:30 philo class. No more friends asking help with some math problem. No more dumbass guard irritating me constantly with his "Sir, ID!" No more...
During those times when I become the lone passenger, it dawns on me that time flies, oppurtunities pass, innocence vanishes and friends say goodbye. Eventually, (and in my case, in the near future) I am going to be alone... And thats the harsh reality of it all. Sure, friends are gonna be in touch; but it will no longer be the same...
I'm gona miss college...
You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone...