Because we could all use a little honesty.
The early dusk has settled over the campus grounds as the sunset’s orange and violet hues gently burst across the setting horizon.
The lone figure sitting on the worn out steps of Quezon Hall gazes forlornly into the distance. He is torn between the promise of a tomorrow and his success of today. Franz Jonathan G. de la Fuente is unable to stay, but equally unwilling to leave.
Clutching his battered black backpack, Franz takes stock of all that he has experienced in the past four years and realizes that it isn’t enough. Four years of academics, extra-curriculars, losses, triumphs, tears, and laughter-indeed everything he could have done in his college life-and he still finds himself terribly inadequate. Something is missing, he realizes.
Franz has always been the achiever, the one busy with countless endeavors. Vastly opinionated, with an insatiable appetite for competitive pursuits, he has somehow managed to balance his priorities and still be the funny friend always read for a drink or two at the end of the day. He ought to be fully content, but he isn’t. Not quite.
Standing at the most important crossroads of his life, Franz faces a transition that would change his life forever. He’s reached this far, of course, with the help of his loving family and friends. But where does he go from here?
One by one the streetlights of University Avenue begin lighting up, their soft orange glow illuminating Diliman. So many questions race in his 20-year old mind-so many expectations, of himself and of others. It wouldn’t be easy, for sure.
Finally Franz knew the answer. He has to move on.
The lone figure sitting on the worn out steps of Quezon Hall gazes forlornly into the distance. He is torn between the promise of a tomorrow and his success of today. Franz Jonathan G. de la Fuente is unable to stay, but equally unwilling to leave.
Clutching his battered black backpack, Franz takes stock of all that he has experienced in the past four years and realizes that it isn’t enough. Four years of academics, extra-curriculars, losses, triumphs, tears, and laughter-indeed everything he could have done in his college life-and he still finds himself terribly inadequate. Something is missing, he realizes.
Franz has always been the achiever, the one busy with countless endeavors. Vastly opinionated, with an insatiable appetite for competitive pursuits, he has somehow managed to balance his priorities and still be the funny friend always read for a drink or two at the end of the day. He ought to be fully content, but he isn’t. Not quite.
Standing at the most important crossroads of his life, Franz faces a transition that would change his life forever. He’s reached this far, of course, with the help of his loving family and friends. But where does he go from here?
One by one the streetlights of University Avenue begin lighting up, their soft orange glow illuminating Diliman. So many questions race in his 20-year old mind-so many expectations, of himself and of others. It wouldn’t be easy, for sure.
Finally Franz knew the answer. He has to move on.