Romans & histoires My Life As A Student Essay

While everyone was having a fun time enjoying the events and preparing for the Muziklaban and party later this day— I, on the other hand, was busy doing my requirements and attending my classes. Minsan, ito iyong disadvantage ng model student. Sabihin na nating hindi mo problema ang grades sa pag-aaral pero hindi mo naman na-e-enjoy ang buhay dahil sa kakaaral. There were times that I would actually tell myself to be better than this— to prioritize what was making me happy and to just enjoy my youth. However, at the end of the day, my nagging self would tell me how shameful of a human being I was whenever I decided to prioritize silly things over my studies.

Parang may sariling mundo. Habang nasa daan ako ay iyon na nga ang hindi maiwaksi-waksi sa isip ko. Normal naman sa akin na maging concern sa student ko pero hindi normal itong hanggang pag-uwi at paglalakad ay naiisip ko ito. So far, she's the only girl I've seen with the simplest clothes and appearance here on campus. Nowadays that's where I'm drawn to. In things I'm not used to seeing...

I am always busy with School stuffs pero magagawan ko ng oras ang bagay na'to kung gugustuhin ko. Para makasiguro na wala na siyang iba pang maidadahilan dinagdagan ko pa ulit 'yon. "Tsaka isa pa.No one will believe in me.Who would listen to a student?"facts Ansel.Listen to this facts. "Everyone will question me"mababang pahayag ko.

sagot ko at dumiretso sa kusina, nakita ko na may pagkain na sa table, kaya gumawa na lang ako nang kape. Past six-thirty na nang umaga, and I can’t still believe that I need to go to school. I am a third-year-college student. I did not really study actually, because I have to support my ‘family’, at basically, pinag aral ulit ako ni Kalix. “Don’t you want to just fasten your education to get your degree? You can just get an exam or assessment for that, right?” umirap lang ako sa kaniya.

Ang school na iyon, ang buhay na mayroon siya, at ang buhay ko ngayon—mga magkaibang mundo. Naglalakad ako sa hallway ng aming paaralan, tila may mga mata na nakatingin sa akin, ngunit wala akong pakialam. I was in my third year of college, taking Business Administration. My age was behind compared to my blockmates because I had to take a break for the past two years, but that’s okay with me. I had no regrets. Ang importante sa akin ay makapagtapos at matupad ang pangarap kong magkaroon ng degree na magiging susi sa mas maganda at mas maayos na buhay.

Being a student in this Academy is a pleasure for me. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ang gan'to ang nararamdaman ko rito, ngunit napakasaya ko dahil parang unti-unting nabubuo ang kasiyahan sa 'kin. Parang dito ko nahanap ang saya sa 'king buhay. Ang kapiraso ng aking buhay. Dito ko unti-unting nahanap ang saya na no'n pa man ay hinahanap-hanap ko pa. Pero hanggang ngayon ay pakiramdam ko may kulang pa rin.

I don't exactly know what is our social status but that wouldn't bother me at all. I've been convincing my self that my life is normal, but I just can't help but to fantasize more and more, everything that is beyond what I see. I'm a dreamer, a lady who wishes so bad for a fairy tale life story in the real world outside these walls, and trying so hard to be a princess. Not to mention, I'm just a 18-year-old high schooler who never experienced even going to a public school. Private school ako noong elementary.

I don't exactly know what is our social status but that wouldn't bother me at all. I've been convincing my self that my life is normal, but I just can't help but to fantasize more and more, everything that is beyond what I see. I'm a dreamer, a lady who wishes so bad for a fairy tale life story in the real world outside these walls, and trying so hard to be a princess. Not to mention, I'm just a 18-year-old high schooler who never experienced even going to a public school. Private school ako noong elementary.

Kailangan na niyang harapin ang totoong buhay. Pero napangiti siya nang bahagya sa sarili niyang isip. Hindi pa ba totoong buhay ang dinadaanan niya? Simula first year college, siya na ang nagpapaaral sa sarili niya. Siya ang nagbabayad ng tuition. Siya ang naghahanap ng part-time. Siya ang nagtitipid para may pambaon. Wala siyang magulang na naghahatid. Wala siyang magulang na magbibigay ng allowance. So ano pa ba ang tinatawag nilang “real world”?

Nasaktan lang ako. My college life has been hard to me. I experienced bullying dahil sa physical kong anyo at sa estado ng buhay ko. They called me fat ass, pathethic, gold digger at kung ano pang gusto nilang maitawag sa akin. Nakapag-aral ako sa school na iyon dahil sa scholar at sipag ko.