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Missing my life

0 comments | Friday, September 08, 2006

"Stay still, be quiet, and listen to your heart. Then,when it speaks, get up and go where it takes you"

Its been 7 months since I decided to work and live independently here in the metro. For the past days I do feel some sense of loneliness. Maybe because I really missed my life back in Angeles. I missed our house, food, place, friends and just someone to talk to. I am stucked with a lot of high school kids wherein I'm acting not just their teacher but also as an older brother or sometimes a father to them, either inside the classroom or in the school's dormitory. A friend asked me if how did I finally decided to go back in teaching since I am the least patient in our college group. He recalls that I'm easily irritated with some kakulitan of my classmates back in college. Its really funny how I used to power trip against them by writing some of their stories either in my column in the school paper or making them as some of my characters in some fictional stories that we published. Now, I can proudly say that I've matured for the past months and trying to start a life on my own here. I'm ready to conquer the real life and I will make sure that I will succeed.

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