Advice from former adviser

People change. Everyone changes. PB changes. Hoping that her change is for the Greater Glory of God . . . .after UP, after College as a Doctor, as a person, as a friend, as a sister, as the love of his life (whoever he is?). Go my cheerleader! Go Layog*!

- Sir Ireneo "Nong" Quejada

I called a guy an asshole last night. And I meant it. First I felt elated for I have finally said what I've been burying in silence. Then I felt sad not for him but for myself. Pb doesn't curse or say vulgar words directly to a person. When she's in fury, she aimlessly draws in a paper until it goes all black or listen to music and dance until the anger is gone. Some friends have already noticed the change in my manner of speaking. This is so not me.

I was rector then, a role model to the juniors. My actions were limited. I conformed to established standards of conduct, especially the values expected in a Dazer. I constantly reminded the applicants/participants to pray before sleeping and after waking up, do a good deed everyday, go to mass on Sundays, etc. Now I don't pray that often like I used to in high school. And I don't go to church anymore though it's only 50 meters from where I live. I'm one hour away from my old friends in Katips and I don't want to attend mass alone. I know that's a shallow excuse. Truth is, I don't want to. I even ponder if people should really do it.

I'm shifting my stance from 'Rules are Rules.' to 'Rules are made to be broken.' I guess this is part of growing up.

I haven't spent a year in UP yet and I've changed already. What will I become of after two, three, four years?
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P.S.

Layog is our teamname in second year high school. It means fly.
Thanks to Sir Nong. I'll always be guided by your advice.