a letter for Jef's friend
Dear friend,
It is with a really heavy heart that I write this letter to you.
I will be leaving you, UP and the Philippines. My parents have decided to transfer me here for good - I agreed to them when we talked about it last month. Since I wasn't really sure about what I wanted to be after I graduate BS MBB, they thought it would be best if I become a pharmacist (even though it's a career path far from what I had imagined before). I never thought of this coming - I was planning to finish MBB, that is, before I arrived here.
I will be studying at the University of Texas - Pan American, and will be taking up pre-pharmacy, which will take about 2 years. Hopefully after that I'll be going to pharmacy school at the University of Texas-Austin for another 3 years. I will then have a Doctor's degree on Pharmacy - after completing a year of internship, and passing the pharmacy board exams.
You will perhaps be still seeing me - I'm going home on June 6 because I need to apply for my high school and college transcripts. I will be returning here on mid-July, because the deadline for the requirements is on August 11. Classes will start on late August.
Sigh. Malungkot, oo, sobra. Leaving a home I've grown to care for makes me sad. Leaving the people I've grown to love makes me even sadder. But we have to go on. There's no use of much grieving, or brooding over the pain of separation. Change is, well, permanent. But, who knows, we might see each other somewhere, after 15 or 20 years from now.
I'll surely miss you. No doubt about it, I will...
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7 comments:
hi, Jef. :) (knowing smile) a smile means a dozen things. sometimes, it means a broken heart. sometimes, it's pure joy. only you know why you are smiling. i could only miss that smile of yours.
hi, Jef. :) (knowing smile) a smile means a dozen things. sometimes, it means a broken heart. sometimes, it's pure joy. only you know why you are smiling. i could only miss that smile of yours. but i couldn't guess what it means.
I've read your letter. I hope we could talk sometime. Perhaps, we may never see each other again. Or if we do, it will be ages from now. You will have spoken English like an American by that time.
spend a day with us jef.
I'm sad.
so sad.
wait.
i'm shocked. i mean, this is totally unexpected. but i guess the unexpected is what drives us to move and live every single day of our lives.
i've known you since grade school and it was really fun having you as a friend. i'm glad, really glad, our roads crossed again.
hope you could pass by the tambayan... there, our good byes are waiting. yes,it could be one sad (even painful) experience but for formality's sake, please do pass by. (",)
your wierd but cute ways will definitely be missed.
weird i mean..haha.
hi jef! i'll miss you, even though i never really took the time to know you better. anyway, it was better that way. it would be easier for me to see you go (or not see you at all, ever again.)ironically, my heavy heart tells me it is not going to be easy. i wish we could've been closer.
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