The countdown begins
Things can't seem to slow down if only to make everything seem faster. I doubt my Senior year can be defined by a word or even a few sentences. If someone does attempt to figure an encompassing statement, it will be written and expressed intermittently - with words spilled uninterruptedly, seemingly endless with the hopes that somehow it will come to a period soon.
And so here goes the last few weeks. The final straw, a personal aggressive and euphoric battle, that will one day remain to be just memories. Everyone seems to be thinking about the future. It's quite interesting to see how people can easily map out their lives, while others enjoy it with so much spontaneity. I, on the other hand, lie somewhere in the middle. Perhaps more of the former than the latter. It helps that law school is set out for me. And the jubilation from passing the UP LAE is truly a blessing. It made me feel that it is for me and I know I want this. Even if my dreams exceed the mere realm of legislation, I know it will be a stepping stone to my more ambitious goals. But again, we'll see.
There is so much I want to do and this thirst and passion is unsettling. It brings fear and discomfort knowing that I'm slowly going to be limited. The controlling, territorial, and ironically, closet-bohemian self of mine is always waging this annoying battle. To meet a compromise is yet to be done. I guess the road getting there is an adventure I'm still somehow enjoying.
The last few weeks before I embark on a totally different life (I say life because law school is no shit.), I am learning more and more about myself. I am still having a whole lot of new firsts. And I really don't want to be rushing. And the fact that there are so many moments when I feel like I am, I till believe I would prefer to take time to continue savoring it all. As I have said, they will all one day become just memories. Or maybe, something more.
And so here goes the last few weeks. The final straw, a personal aggressive and euphoric battle, that will one day remain to be just memories. Everyone seems to be thinking about the future. It's quite interesting to see how people can easily map out their lives, while others enjoy it with so much spontaneity. I, on the other hand, lie somewhere in the middle. Perhaps more of the former than the latter. It helps that law school is set out for me. And the jubilation from passing the UP LAE is truly a blessing. It made me feel that it is for me and I know I want this. Even if my dreams exceed the mere realm of legislation, I know it will be a stepping stone to my more ambitious goals. But again, we'll see.
There is so much I want to do and this thirst and passion is unsettling. It brings fear and discomfort knowing that I'm slowly going to be limited. The controlling, territorial, and ironically, closet-bohemian self of mine is always waging this annoying battle. To meet a compromise is yet to be done. I guess the road getting there is an adventure I'm still somehow enjoying.
The last few weeks before I embark on a totally different life (I say life because law school is no shit.), I am learning more and more about myself. I am still having a whole lot of new firsts. And I really don't want to be rushing. And the fact that there are so many moments when I feel like I am, I till believe I would prefer to take time to continue savoring it all. As I have said, they will all one day become just memories. Or maybe, something more.