Graduation is fast approaching. It’s so hard to accept that this is the last year we’ll be seeing our friends inside the campus. Soon, we’ll be leaving our Alma Mater. It’s so hard for us to leave the memories that we had for the past years.
It’s so hard for me to decide the course to take in collage especially now that my mother is entering in. My mother wants a course that I strongly dislike. She wants me to take neither Education nor Nursing. I feel guilt. At first, I agreed to what they want. But because of that career guidance, I’ve learned to fight for that ambition. Cooking is my interest. That’s why I want to take Hotel and Restaurant Management (HRM). Instead of holding books and talking in front of many students, I rather choose to hold a knife, the ingredients and a cutting board in front of me. Someday, I will become a chef in a well known restaurant in the world. Not just an ordinary chef. I will be the one who will support my family. I will not enter a married life until my brothers would have finished their courses soon they would be taking. And I will be the one responsible in taking good care of my parents.
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