Autobiography

When I entered high school, everything felt different. We had moved to a new place, and the school was much bigger, with more students compared to elementary. I met many new people, but not all of them stayed as real friends. Getting to school was also a challenge because we had to walk first to the highway before finding a ride. Sometimes, I arrived late because there were so few vehicles passing by.

But high school also gave me unforgettable memories. In senior high, I enjoyed my time more because of my best friend. She wasn’t just a friend during happy moments—she was there through everything. We were inseparable. If I didn’t have enough money for allowance or school payments, she would lend me some or even treat me. I always felt lucky to have her by my side. She showed me what true friendship really means. We stayed together all throughout senior high until the day we graduated, and even now, she remains my best friend.

College, however, was a different story. In my first year, I experienced being alone for the first time. It was really hard to adjust. I wasn’t even sure if the course I chose was right for me. I felt lost and doubted myself because everything was so new and difficult. On top of that, living alone in a boarding house made things worse. At first, I was excited because I thought it would be fun to live without anyone telling me what to do. But soon, I realized that home was still better—even with all the chores and responsibilities—because home meant family and comfort. I cried a lot during that first year. But it also taught me how to stand on my own and be independent.

In my second year, things got a little better. My cousin stayed with me in the boarding house, and because of that, I wasn’t so lonely anymore. The subjects were still difficult, but I reminded myself, “kinaya mo nga noon, sure ako na kakayanin mo din ngayon.” Still, it wasn’t easy. During midyear, I barely had classmates to hang out with, and I only had one friend in college. Most of the time, I was on my own. But those lonely moments also made me stronger. I learned to rely on myself, and I realized that sometimes, walking alone teaches you more about who you are.

Now, I’m in my third year of college. It’s just the beginning of another chapter, and I know it won’t be easy. The challenges will probably get harder, but graduation is already getting closer. I’ve come so far, and I don’t want to give up. I remind myself every day that all of this hard work is for a better future.

Looking back, my life has been a mix of simple joys, challenges, and lessons. From being a playful kid who didn’t want to go home before sunset, to a student trying to figure out life in college, I’ve grown so much. My parents, my friends, and even my struggles have all shaped me into who I am today. I know the journey is far from over, but I’m ready to face whatever comes next. With determination, faith, and the people who believe in me, I will keep reaching for my dreams.