July 28, 2016 / 9:24 AM / Solitude

The time I fear most has come. I know I cant evade this feeling. The semester is
really fast approaching, and Im missing every spectacle of my stay in my
hometown, Vigan City. I have loved its atmosphere, ever since. Although the rage of
heat overpowers my incapacities, the feeling of being at home is never
comparable. My parents, who are near to a mechanical speaker-like robot, have
become my source of strength whenever I see them from time to time. My friends,
who are my cheerleaders every time we go out with each other, always keep me
good company. At this very moment, its a bit nasty in my position to express this
but what can I do? I miss them all. My heart is in there and I left it without a proper
utterance of my goodbye. I dont know why I not that cold-blooded type of
person, that is, who can easily adjust to its environment. I think it would take time
to alleviate this feeling and get used again with Baguio atmosphere. I envy some
person who could easily forget their experiences in their own hometowns and be
able to cope up with a new ambience (at the very least, I refer to those students
who are not living in Baguio). You know, when we were still applying for the UPCAT,
Im super-duper eager to file and imagine myself living and studying outside our
hometown, and it feels so great. As they say, expectation versus reality. We dont
know what happens unless we are in that case or in the scenario. Well, tomorrow is
the judgment day. After enrolment, Im decided to go home and enjoy the rest of my
days before the semester begins. God bless me with my solitude. Im a sociable
person (supposedly, we are) and unless I became close to my classmates as much
as I am to my hometown friends, I will be able to manage life in here. *relief