It's been a long time, I didn't write something for my blog. It also reflects how busy I am for the last days. Today I'm going to blog about my graduation day. It is one of my proudest moments ever and I hope you guys don't mind me sharing this. Last Friday was my graduation ceremony which marked my four years in a prestigious university graduated with Bachelor in Public Administration. If you guys know me, I love talking. I love healthy arguments and debate. I love dealing with people. So here I am, finally a graduate in Bachelor in Public Administration. yippie!
The day I graduated, means a lot to me. (1) The day allows me to prove to my parents that I did well in School and that I never wasted the money they used to send me to School. (2) The day allow me to see how many true friends I have, I'm not asking for graduation gift, but how many of them can really REMEMBER AND GREET ME, or come over and celebrate the day with me. Thanks to all of you, I appreciate it.
TO THOSE UNDERGRAD, who scattered the rumor that I failed one of my subjects and that I cannot graduate, Well, what can you say now? ;)
I really waited for this day to come. Waiting is a term I am quite familiar with. (As seen in previous life experiences/blog posts.) I used to think that my life was defined by waiting, perhaps all of life is. As children we wait for the day when we'll be big teenagers. As teenagers we wait anxiously to graduate from high school and be treated like adults. As college students we wait to graduate from college so we can go live in the "real world" (and engage the culture and change the world. Then there is waiting to find the job, the spouse, the house and have the kids.
Sometimes life seems like one big waiting room. I once heard someone define patience as long-suffering; the truth in that makes me laugh. Sometimes being patient certainly can feel like that. So is life just about waiting with long-suffering? Some days I would completely agree, but not today. Today I have a new perspective.
I'm learning that in between those big moments, in the waiting time, that's when life happens. Those are the moments that count and too often we miss them because we are so busy waiting and wishing life away. I am the first one to admit my guilt. So often I am waiting for the next big thing to happen and change my life that I often miss the small and most important moments in life. The irony is that usually it's those small moments and choices that lead to the major life changes.
I want to learn to live in the moment. (Not the "rash-make-stupid-decisions" living in the moment.) We've all been told countless times, "It's the journey, not the destination." I need to work on enjoying my days instead of wishing life away or worrying about the future. This month has helped to reinforce that. So what if most days I'm totally lost and feel like a complete mess? That doesn't have to stop me from living a wonderful life. (You know my depression about the laude thing, right?)
I'm learning that in between those big moments, in the waiting time, that's when life happens. Those are the moments that count and too often we miss them because we are so busy waiting and wishing life away. I am the first one to admit my guilt. So often I am waiting for the next big thing to happen and change my life that I often miss the small and most important moments in life. The irony is that usually it's those small moments and choices that lead to the major life changes.
To the people who helped me to become who I am today, read THIS.
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