I’m typing this in the dorm room I now share with my sister. Yes, I finally live within walking distance to school again. XD I like having my own room at home and all, but Makati is just too damn far and aside from thesis, I’m going to be busy with extracurriculars this school year. I haven’t realized how convenient it is to be dorming until just recently. Now I wish I had done this last school year. o_o

So it’s the night before the first day of the last year of my formal education, and it feels strange to be standing on the edge of adulthood. I can’t believe that a year from now, I may not have enough time to waste way in front of my PC playing Ragnarok Online. My mind will be occupied with serious money matters instead of how I’m going to avenge myself from the asshole player killers on the server. I can’t believe I’m not a kid anymore. I can’t believe that after this year, I have to seriously start making something of myself and my life.

Sometimes I think that children should be left to fend for themselves instead of being coddled and protected at home. For twenty years now I’ve always had breakfast on the table every morning, a nice roof on my head, and free shopping money every now and then. A year from now, I’m going to have to make my own breakfast, pay for the roof over my head, and save up money for new clothes. I don’t think I’m as sheltered as my conyo counterparts, but while dorm life is a life of semi-independence, it’s still not the same as being on my own. My mom still buys the food and pays for the rent. If my childhood was spent growing up in the wild, at least I wouldn’t be feeling scared shitless about leaving my comfort zone and joining the jungle that is the real world.

Then again, all of that won’t happen until ten months from now. Guess I’d better enjoy and savor my last year of school as much as I can. This is something I will never have again.

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