My 2nd Family
Last night, a lot of my friends from college tweeted a photo that says one favorite would equal to one college memory in a tweet. Sure enough, a lot of memories were recalled here and there, there was an air of melancholy and nostalgia in reminiscing college life. As I was too shy and embarrassed of posting the same picture (because I don’t have much friends on my twitter account), it paved way as a trigger for me to write this post instead, as this is what most of my college memories consist of.
This is my family,
and it has been a year since I last saw most of them.
As sappy as this post may get, I have never felt at home in school for the longest time, until I met them. My elementary and high school life had been very rocky, with most people having different opinions than I did. People who say that high school is the best time of their lives are a bunch of bullcrap. I never felt the bond between my classmates then, and there was just us willing to put up with each other. However, with these bunch of people, I felt at home. I was welcomed with open arms, and I feel like I’ve known them for the longest time.
I felt that we didn’t start right, that we were too divided in a way due to cultural differences, and interest preferences. We also fight over the pettiest things like Christmas party ideas, who handles the responsibility and pays for the photocopied readings, who gets to be in each group during group works, and a lot more. However, they are the “realest” people you could ever meet, friends who are not afraid to voice out their resolves for the sake of the whole class, the bunch who, together, are out of whack (in a good way), and the family that no matter how diverse it may be, you’d always want to come home to.
They are not perfect, no, but I could see determination sparkle in their eyes every single day we spent together. They have the fortitude to become the best they could be in life, despite how lost and tired they may tell us they’d be. We are embarking on different journeys in life now, and I am so proud of each and every one of them. They are my inspiration. They are home.
I miss them very, very, very much. If only I could turn back time, I’d do college over and over again just to have the chance spend time with them (please don’t bring up schoolwork, I am already getting sentimental here).
I never got the chance to be personal with them before graduation, and tell them what I wanted to tell every single person, but I wish them all the best in life, and pray that we may be reunited again in the future. And possibly argue about Christmas party ideas again. Haha!
I love them.
Happy Graduation Anniversary ASN1!
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