My dad toured me around UP Diliman as if I was going to study there eventually. I was almost regretful since I did have no assurance of weather I'd pass the UPCAT. I really did feel so sad if I would disappoint my father.
Alas, a call from my brother came. He told me I passed in UP Diliman, I was ecstatic. As I told my parents, my mom especially, they shouted for joy (literraly). As I gazed into my father's eyes, I didn't see a scent of disappointment. For a time, I was happy.
My mom on the other hand, belittles my chosen course, the course I personally chose, and the course I personally passed. She was disappointed that I got accepted in a course that would yeaild a so-so paying job. But, that was not what I was looking for when I chose that course. I was looking for a fulfillment, a unique fulfillment.
For a time, I was confident that I have acheived a milestone, finally I was accepted in a university. But now, it seems that I face another anxiety brewing in the nearing horizon, would I overcome this time, the troubles and hassles of the life at this University? What would come next? What would happen next?
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