Tight Decision

My mom woke me up from bed this morning and asked for my plan. Where do I want to stay when I go to college in June.

Here are the choices my mom gave me...

• She'll get a condo for me near my school (I'll be with our yaya)..
• I'll go in a dormitory ..
  
• I'll still live in our condo here in Taft Ave..

Factors she told me that are needed to be considered...

• If I decided to stay in a dormitory or condominium near my school, she'll go to Taiwan every month for2 weeks.. (I will damn miss her..again..)
  

• If I'll stay in our condo in Taft, I will commute..(I do not like commuting at all..)

I still haven't made up my mind. It's easy to give my word but I fear at all. I dwell upon the moment I decided to go to Manila for school back in highschool and to stay in a dormitory. Until now, I presume that their thoughts are still not miles away from the impression that they had on me before.

As I would always say, I am busted. I was a normal teenager during those days. A disobedient child. A girl chasing for happiness as I would want to be known. Those parties.. Up in the middle of the night and up to speed along with the music, lights and groovin' bodies. I felt like the vibes went on for me to be aware that I was having a flight to a planet where all my worries would go away. A distant set me away from them, but sorry for me, alcohol and cigarettes were just plain tickets to a world I never imagined would be.... To a world I never intended to be in and fit in.

Like a rotten luck, consequences arrived one after another. I decided to get out of the drowsiness on that certain planet. Nightmares would appear along with my yearning for time off. They started to eat my mind, my soul and maybe, even my body. Holding on to God was the remedy I selected.

I understand my family. I love the affection and support they give to me. Now, everything seems to be happening very fine. I accepted my responsibilty for that brainless attitude of mine before. I still do not regret, swear. If were not for those things, I wouldn't find the new chronicle of myself. I clearly know that God's plan will always be the best for me. Problems set me to a day where my own self tried to attain security whenever I will hold a rosary to sleep. Now, I still do the same thing together with my prayers not only for myself but also for the people I had hurt in the past.

I checked out my course from UST's website..

AB in Journalism

The course will tackle all aspects of writing for newspapers and magazines as well as for radio and television broadcast. It will train students in the effective reporting and in-depth coverage of local and international events, personalities, places, etc. Moreover, it will teach students the ethical responsibilities that will ultimately count with the pursuit of the truth and the treatment of various issues that affect the country and the international community.

Job Opportunities: reporters, writers, public relations practitioners, broadcasters, newscasters, copywriters, scriptwriters, editors/editorial assistants, publicists, information officer, researchers, teachers

I'm feelin' it. My sister's friend from UP added more power when he told me that UST is number one in the field of Journ. I also read that most newspaper writers graduated from my soon-to-be university. I got my subjects already and I wouldn't ask for a time machine anymore. I will live with every moment, get the force and exert my dedication. I will make my parents proud of me this time.