18 April 2013, University of the Philippines Mindanao, 12:00pm.
In less than 24 hours, I will be a graduate of UP Mindanao. It has been a wonderful six years in this institution. All the anticipation, the aspirations, the suffering, the pain, the struggles, the relief and all the joy I have had here will be cherished forever.
As I sit on one of the white, graffiti-marked benches of the Atrium, I begin to reminisce those first days here. The Admin building wasn’t painted yet. Some of the roads weren’t paved yet. The canteen shack of Ate Marichu. The “giant ashtray.” The trek to Kanluran. But what remained was the nature that enveloped in this learning haven secluded from the hustle and bustle of downtown Davao life. It made my stay here even more enlivening and interesting.
The birds that chirp each and every day, the occasional moos of cows and carabaos, the splatter of green flora, the fresh air of the uplands, all have reminded me how privileged I am to pass the UPCAT and be able to study here. Never in my life would I experience this opportunity.
Would I have studied elsewhere here in Davao, would I experience the same thing I enjoyed in UPMin all these years? To be frank, it’s an absolute NO. Yes, I will be nearer to my family but I think I wouldn’t experience that sort of tranquility and freedom I got from UPMin. It’s absolutely different.
Now that I am to bid farewell to this second home for a good six years, I will definitely miss this place. Sobra. Grabe. Über. When I wear my Sablay tomorrow, that would be the time this experience would end, at least temporarily.
Thanks UP Mindanao. Until we meet again.