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"Hindi pa ako sigurado, wala pang sigurado, at ayokong kumapit sa baka o pwede."

I was looking at Bobbie at the moment.

She looks so excited and nervous at the same time while preparing here in the back of the stage, and I'm just here, worried about her, but I trust her words.

She can do this.

Kakatapos ko lang mag-check ng mga dapat i-check bago magsimula ang concert.

It's been a week at nandito na kami. Unang araw na ng foundation week. Tandang-tanda ko pa yung mukha ni Mau kagabi nang matapos kami sa pagde-decor ng grand hall, pagse-set up ng rooms para sa contests, mga booths para sa mini fair, at marami pang iba.

Bakas ang kaba at takot sa mukha niya and I was there, telling her to calm down while my heart is beating erratically.

Sa totoo lang, dito talaga kami dapat mas kabahan, yung extra-curricular activity kung tawagin sa school, pero experience pala in real life, kasi sa natatandaan ko sa sinabi sa akin ni Daddy noon, ito talaga yung magagamit sa totoong buhay.

Hindi written exams o outputs.

Yes, I maybe studying so hard kasi ano ba naman gagawin ko di'ba? Pinapaaral ako kaya dapat lang na mag-aral ako pero kasabay nun, gusto ko rin matuto sa totong buhay.

Kaya nandito rin ako.

It's always our choice to stay what we are or be more.

And in my case, I choose to be more.

Bobbie gave me a reassuring look for the last time because I kept on reminding her about her emotions, so I did surrender.

She really can do this and so am I.

"At last, here we are, the most awaited event of the year, the day when Parkinsons Christian University was founded," I began my speech. I was behind a microphone stand while holding a piece of paper. My hands were shaking slightly and I tried to manage it. "I admit, I've been inside this institution, this second home for more than a year, unlike most people here who's been here for so long, but I do believe that it's not the length of the time which will define us, as Partians, as we call ourselves." I look around and gave everyone a smile. "Although for me, a Partian can be defined as someone who's willing to embrace who they are just as how open they are for new experiences.

"So, with that definition, can you tell me if you are a Partian?" I asked and everyone shouted yes. "Are you up to new experiences?" I heard another shout of yes and I smiled again. "Since most of us are up for new experiences, I am now bringing you my platform last year, may we all find ourselves through the activities we had earlier and we'll be having from this day forward. Let us all find ourselves even if we're not lost, because there may be fragments of us scattered around. So let's make it happen. We, Partian, must make it happen," I paused. "A pleasant evening to everyone and the search has just begun, so start now."

The grand hall was then filled with loud applause, when I was about to walk down the stairs, lumapit sa akin si Timothy habang dala-dala yung electric guitar niya. He was wearing a light brown loose polo, tucked in his black fitted ripped jeans.

"Salamat," sabi niya.

Nagtaka ako kung para saan yun kaya kinunutan ko siya ng noo.

"Para saan?"

"Basta." Umiwas siya ng tingin. "Salamat sa'yo Aly."

Hindi ko alam kung dapat ko ba siyang sabihan ng welcome kaya inayos ko na lang yung strap ng gitara niya na nakasabit sa balikat niya.

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