THE START OF SOMETHING NEW
“Nothing is permanent in this world but change.” That saying has been implanted on my mind since I was on elementary student. Now an important change recently in my sixteen years of living in the physical world of humans and animals and also plants had happened, the start of my life as a college student.
“I’m Christine Mae J. Astronomo. I graduated from Kidapawan City National High School. 15 years old (at that time! It was May when it happened and my birthday is on July 12.). I chose Anthropology because it is a social science like Psychology and I watch the tv series “Bones” where I became interested in anthropology. Love is a thing that inspires people that even the most difficult thing becomes the easiest because of it,” I said as I introduced myself in front of my upclassmen-and-classmate-to-be on our First Bloc Encounter. A new chapter of my life began there. New beginnings, new school, new professors, new classmates, new friends. These are the things that awaited me in my college life.
My mother, Nora Jamero Astronomo, supported me as I travel in this new journey.
She’s always supportive to me. I’ll gonna miss her, my father Zenon Curambao Astronomo and my brother Mark Emmanuel Astronomo in our home in Kidapawan City. Even everyday, I have a fught with them, they are still very dear
She’s always supportive to me. I’ll gonna miss her, my father Zenon Curambao Astronomo and my brother Mark Emmanuel Astronomo in our home in Kidapawan City. Even everyday, I have a fught with them, they are still very dear
I will also miss my friends. The ever bubbly Rae Marie Manar, the intelligent and smart Joselle dela Cruz, the kind and caring Jireh Mae Retiza, and the silent but wise Orly Czar Anuba, and I also would part ways for the same journey but in different places.
As I began my college life, I became friends with my blocmates and made acquaintances with some of our upperclassmen. Most of them called me “Otaka”, some shorten it as “Taka” or “Taks”. There are few who called me on my name “Christine” and there’s one who calls me “Max”. I prefer my nicknames rather than my real name because my name is so common that I got confused who is being called that I tend to look to that somebody and realized that I’m not the “Christine” that is called.
They know me as a short girl who is very optimistic and sort of cheerful person who had a rather peculiar laughter. They even know some of my interests are animes, Jpop, yaoi and sleeping. I love Tagalog romance pocketbooks, Rick Riordan’s works and Harry Potter series. What I dislike are moustache and lots of cream. I have a fear on dogs, snakes, being in the crowd, and dark places. I love cats, chocolates and blue things.
Like a normal teenager, I also feel something that seems out of normal in our society and people think that these feelings are brought by my adolescence stage. One example of this is having a crush on a girl. I’m also confused. I don’t know what I really want, what I believe, and what I stand for.
I’m also a heavy sleeper. I somebody wakes me up, I muttered curses without thinking and become surly for few minutes. I talk to myself even in public. I tried not to but still can’t stop it; it’s a “displacement” method to express myself. I’m a messy person. I don’t care if my hair is messy but there are times that I get irritated to look at my disarranged things because it’s messy.
I intend to use my life effectively. I want to help others to lessen their burdens. It may sound impossible but I want to help them in my own way. May be unnoticeable or not, I don’t care, I just want to help them. I want to make those closes in my heart to be happy. I just have this feeling to repay them always being there for me. And again, I’ll do it on my own way. Lastly, enjoy my life without regrets and doubts. I want to do things that I dream like to go to other places, see those people I admire, become a philanthropist and to see people happy.
To wrap it up, I’m optimistic, cheerful, anime-Jpop-yaoi lover, 4’11 anthropology student that believes “Everything changes” and also wants to have a fulfilling life. I’m just as normal as Homo sapiens sapienses are with a little bit of peculiarity. I love my God, family and friends and also the people I admire. I also love my countrymen in my own way.
To end this, I’ll leave you an excerpt from a song Becca: “I’m alivw! I’m alive! Oh yeah! Between the good and bad is where you’ll find me, reaching for Heaven. I’m alive and I’ll sleep when I die. I live my hard life, I live my life. I’m alive!” J
The First time I Did Something in My Jumpers
It was a cold, early Sunday morning. Lighted candles were all over the place. The place was packed with many people just standing at the back. Music was ringing in my ears as the people sang with joy and enthusiasm. A man in a white robe or alb was telling us the resurrection of Christ. The typical early Easter Sunday mass. We, my family and I, were just standing at the back. I wore my shirt and jumpers. I woke up before 4:00 so I was still sleepy. As minutes passed by, I yawned. I sat down and listened to the priest’s sermon. Well, I was six year old that time and I couldn’t take the sleepiness anymore so I slept. Twenty minutes later or so, I woke up. The sky was light blue and the sun started to appear, it was past 5:00 am. I could feel the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach as if there’s something that wants to get out. I told my parents that I want to go in the CR and my father accompanied me. As we got inside the CR, the first thing that hit me was the smell that nauseated me so I didn’t continue what I needed to be done. We came back to the church. The feeling didn’t subside; instead it grew stronger and stronger. I couldn’t take it anymore so I pooped in my jumpers. It really felt awkward and uncomfortable. It was so wet on my butt, mushy and icky. I got out the church as the smell started to scatter. Looking at it back now, I laughed and at the same time embarrassed. For me, it is the funniest and terrifying childhood experience ever.
A REVIEW ON DEPARTURES
The movie “Departures” is a wonderful combination of comedy and drama that made the audience laugh at the beginning and cry at the middle to the end of movie. “Departures” shows that many would discourage and mocked you because of your job. But if you love it, just continue and don’t mind those people. If your career makes you contented or happy, just keep working.
The protagonist of the story, Kobayashi Daigo, was a professional cellist until their orchestra was disbanded and he was desperate to have a job to provide his and his wife’s daily needs. Just because of a simple clerical error in a job advertisement, he took a job as an assistant of Mr Sasaki, an old man whose job is to prepare corpses for burial, reluctantly. As the story progresses, Daigo learned to love his job and know the process of preparing dead bodies to appear presentable. As his pregnant wife found out about his job, she let the protagonist choose between her and their future together or his job. The guy didn’t answer and his wife left him. Later, the wife returned to him and the wife understood his passion for his work. The final straw of the movie was that his long-gone died and he was the one who prepared the body of his father. He forgot the resentment he felt for his father. Most of the people cried and I got teary-eyed at this point.
I really laughed at the start of the movie and got teary-eyed from the middle down to the end of the movie. It was a touching movie for it showed a once-reluctant guy turned into a devoted guy in his work and how it changed his point of view in his life. Even though many discouraged him from that work, he never backed down and he continued his devotion to his work. It makes me think that if I find a career (hopefully on the near future) that makes me happy and contented, I’ll pursue it and will not let any people intervene in what makes me satisfied. J
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