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The Original Plan

The original plan? I'm supposed to study in my family's dream university... University of the Philippines.
 
But then I chose West Visayas State University because my desired course is there, and now, I am indeed happy of my decision.

I told my family before that I'll just try WVSU at first then transfer to UP when I get to my second year in college... I guess I'll abort that mission.

My original plan before I started my college life is to remain invisible...to be just another person in the corner eating burgers or whatnot, just another person passing by for a year because I'm not supposed to be there after a year anyway.

But then I met these people that made me forget about my disposition. I see them everyday and it makes me tell myself that "there it is, here's that something that's too hard to leave behind." Friends, they're already my family. I hang-out with them everyday, I see them tease and annoy each other at times, we laugh, we share how life's been treating us, and it's just beautiful. 

Then it hit me, maybe this is how things are really supposed to be. We keep on planning things that we thought would work out really well but then in reality, it doesn't. There will always be change. Sometimes we think that we rode the correct vehicle but then we realize we didn't, because there's actually no correct vehicle for anything. 

Planning things ahead, it's not bad at all, but I guess sometimes we just have to lighten things up a bit. Our plans can sometimes never work if we don't persevere to follow it, but...take  some time realizing what you have now... Best laid plans are sometimes rare, but if we look and see what unexpected plans had given  us, then maybe we'll realize that it's still worth it afterall.

So yeah, this is me saying that I'll pursue my college life with the course I love and with the best people in the world. How bout you?

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