Honestly, it’s quite a journey.
I could never imagine myself to where I am right now 10 years ago.
When I was 12 years old, I always wanted to become a lawyer. Yes, a lawyer.
Then I turned 13 my classmates told me that lawyers always lie (from a kid’s POV, sorry to all lawyers out there. :D), so I decided to become a doctor.
14 years old. I realized I don’t have much courage facing blood and wounds, so I decided to become a journalist/newscaster.
Fifteen. Still a journalist.
Then I turned 16 that there are a lot of risks (and killings) on journalist anywhere, so I bailed the newscaster dream.
I am screwed.
I’m a fourth year high school student and still don’t know what to do with my life. I panicked.
When admission test from diff. schools came in, I didn’t know what course to pick.
I saw COMPUTER SCIENCE. Interesting. Didn’t know you can be a scientist just being with computers.
Because of too much panic, what the hell, I just wrote down the course.
And because of that rushed and unplanned decision, I am where I am right now.
17 years old. College student and had to make the biggest decision in my academic life: Stay in Xavier or transfer to Cebu.
I was pressured. I was already comfortable with my disposition that time, and the best thing, I was an Atenista. hehehe
But I didn’t have much choice, and I always wanted to go to Cebu. So I transferred school and went to University of San Carlos.
New people. New environment. All alone.
I was on the verge of surviving the crises (socially, emotionally and financially) I was experiencing living alone in a big city. I didn’t have any family in here, and I didn’t have friends.
I was independent since I was in high school, but I never thought living island far away from home was this difficult.
18 years old. At least I was happy. I became a dean’s lister. I have a few friends, and I was getting comfortable with Cebu already.
19 years old. This was the year of Physics, Calculus and that damned CS26. So if you’re a USC comp-sci student, you would totally understand. STRESSFUL! But at least I had someone to hear all the things happened to my day, everyday.
I was in-love that year. 🙂
20 years old. Projects and thesis. I was even more stressed out. But I already have friends to be with me when I needed them. So even it was the most stressful day, I have my friends to share a few laughs.
And yeah, months after my 20th birthday, I was heartbroken. 🙁
21 years old. Graduated. At last. I have a great job, and awesome people to work with. Still on my way of becoming a crazy but great programmer. Single but still awesome. And hoping to find that right person to share my life with. 🙂
One hell of a decade, right?
But I learned a whole lot of things.
I realized that our life doesn’t always become as how we planned it. If I went to school to become a lawyer, I may never have learned to code. And being a programmer is one of the greatest things ever happened to me, and I’m glad I chose this.
I learn to fall in love, and also experienced being hurt. And it was both life-changing.
I had a bunch of awesome friends, and I may never get to say “nindut” all the time if I never went to school here in Cebu.
I learned that I just have to live life to the fullest in order to be happy.
And this 10 years was great!
My only wish for my 22nd birthday is for me to stop being such a pessimist. Uhh, to stop thinking sad thoughts, and just be happy always. 🙂
And I wish for good health, awesome year, a puppy, blessings to me and my family, and a looooot more stuff to learn as a programmer.
I’m happy, and I hope I will still have more years to come.
That’s it. Okay, I’m 22.