I was asked to fill up a blue form for my application for graduation. So, I traveled back to Nueva Ecija last Friday to be able to pass it before the deadline on Monday. :)
An item on the form really made me smile. It was asking how many years have I been studying in CIC. It has been 17 years. Seventeen long years and by April 8, 2010, my relationship with CIC will change from a student to an alumni.


I thought at first that it would be hard, as in breaking-up-with-your-first-boyfriend hard to say goodbye to the life I had in CIC and here in Nueva Ecija but I never thought it would be harder. My upcoming graduation is pressuring me -- I need to find a job soon. My dreams are right beside me but it is out of reach because I can't compose a single article when I use to write plenty. My team and the school paper still don't have a new EIC to replace me. These things are frustrating me at the moment. I'm just thankful that because despite of everything else, I know Daddy is here, helping and guiding me. I can feel him. He's always around.

Let me just share with you my final Editor's Note. :)


Hard to Say Goodbye


Few months ago, I just turned 20 and I hated it. I felt so old because I wanted to be a teen forever. In the fantasy world, it would be very possible, I can live with Peter Pan in Neverland, take a sip from the fountain of youth, or like every girl wants nowadays -- ask Edward Cullen to bite me. Unfortunately, I don't live in books, films and myths, I live somewhere else and no one, I mean, no one in my world can escape ageing even if we use tons of beauty creams. We will definitely wither and pass away. Perhaps, that's why we, human beings must all live our lives to the fullest ecause there are no sequels, no rewinds and forver young is a lie.

Twenty Years. Two decades. Two and zero. After some realizations, I can now truly accept the reality that I'm not a teen anymore, that I will have a bigger and better life ahead of me and that in months, I'll be leaving my second home for 17 years, CIC.

Graduating is one of the reasons why I wouldn't want to be 20. Not that I want to flunk and repeat all my subjects, I'm just anxious how life would be after CIC. I lived almost all my life in my comfort zone. Just imagine how will a person who never did experience anything but one can manage to go to a different place. Just imagine a person who grew up and come of age in one home leaving for another.Just imagine. Just imagine how hard would it be.

They say, you shouldn't let go of the things you can never live without but what if you have no choice? What if letting go would mean your dream? Would you rather stay to live or leave for your dream?

This is yet that one article I did the hardest, with teary-eyed and heavy breathing. It is because I hate goodbyes, I fear goodbyes, I never want to say goodbye but I'm about to and it's very very hard.

So, before the part should I bid farewell, let me apologize to everyone I offended and express my gratitude to all the people who showed me love and support. I won't name names for I'll have to use the whole paper just to enumerate.

My dear schoolmates, no one knows how much of a sacrifice I did for this job as your Editor-in-Chief for three years, even if a job means getting paid in return for a service rendered, and I received not even a cent. I couldn't care less. This job rewarded me something much more than money, things you can never buy -- happiness and contentment. I enjoyed every minute of serving everyone of you and I hope that even a single article from any of the issues under my watch has touched your lives.

In life, we can only move forward but we can always look back and reminisce. After all, we are all created by our past. I may age unlike Peter Pan but I can think of happy thoughts like him, I won't be able to fly but I know I'll definitely feel the bliss enough for me to wander across the sky, even in my dreams. So, maybe, tomorrow, the day after even the months and years to come, I'll always look back to all the memories I have of CIC and The Immaculate.

Let me leave you with these lines from a song, "In this journey made with you, hand-in-hand, we face a bright new day, to bring faith and hope and love to everyone. Let the Spirit Live! We are CICians, a gift to humanity."


EIC no more,

Biena

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