A Journey Worth Remembering

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The year was 2007. The sun had dipped behind the horizon, the clouds rolled and the sky turned orange to red, noise was all over the place, students crowded and rushing to the exit gate, the day was over for undergraduate students, while new life was about to begin. Truly another adventure awaits me the so called graduate school life was on. I walked through the lobby that dusk with only one goal in mind - to reach CASS 101, where my first class was scheduled. I was overwhelmed by feelings of apprehension and excitement, I couldn't help myself as I was into this new journey and theres no turning back. When I finally stepped inside the classroom, I saw faces that surprisingly mirrored my own emotions. That was 7 years ago, little did I know then that those faces would become my closest friends today. My  post graduate school life has been a memorable one. My first year, like that of other freshmen students was solely devoted to academics. When you're a freshman grad student, you are confronted with many challenges, you have to adjust with your classmates, with your new lifestyle as you were used to have a happy go lucky life before, you have to adjust with terror professors, and learn many tricks of digesting cases. My succeeding years were busy as I ventured into different post grad school activities such as debates and mock trials. I look back to my post grad school life and realize that it's not just understanding, analyzing, and solving problems. I've learned that there's much more to that. I remember the self-sacrifices I have to make, the number of times I refused to go out with my friends on friday nights for digesting cases and memorizing articles, I remember the many sleepless nights spent reading articles, cases, or turned down the offer of a bottle of beer for a night of reading and digesting cases. I remember the sense of fulfillment that comes after the acts of self denial, those time when I have to deny to everyone that I was studying hard only to find out that I top the exam and so no one would ever believe me then that i'm not studying. Then there were these stubborn problems I have to deal with for many hours reading cases and making notes, my study table was a mess, books, highlighters, post pads, ballpens, pencil, and a very hot coffee were on my table. Even in my dreams I keep memorizing provisions for my oral recitation the following day. There were times when surrending was the only reasonable thing to do, but I decided not to give up anyway.  I remember the disappointments - the low marks that haunt me, the criticisms I received from my professor after my oral reciatation, the many times I was crushed because of a wrong action filed in our mock trial, and worse the time when I have to beg for a removal exam just for me to graduate on time. fortunately, these didn't stop me from trying, they only served to motivate me to work harder. Post Grad School is fun. I thought my journey would be boring but thanks to my classmates and mentors my journey was tremendously exciting. These memories will always remain in my heart. Most importantly the lessons I learned inside and outside the classroom will always remain in my mind. One day I'm gonna make my parents proud and my profs content with the fruits of their labor. I know in God's perfect time I'm gonna get that title. I also hope, wherever life takes me that I will always shine like the sun. Then I would be truly proud of my name already. And I promise to always carry the ideals for which I am here in this world and use what my school has taught me for a better tomorrow. Thanks for reading! :-)