A Bittersweet Heartbreak (aka the Sembreaker post)

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Just a few hours ago, I turned in my last-ever requirement for the sem.  It was a photo-essay plate on my joyride adventure to Old Manila aboard the Pasig River Ferry boat (which can also be found here).  I had mixed feelings, even though it went by as quickly as I imagined it would.  Holding the piece of delicate paper on my hand, I trudged the halls of Masscomm one last time, feeling the feeling of the floor on my feet, the dirty walls, the brightly-lit corridors... but beneath all the physical traits that will make me miss CMC sorely, I believe I'll miss the CMC people more than the actual place.

I walked up the stairs, and the place was very quiet.  It felt like Wednesday when half of the university doesn't have classes.  Masscomm is unusually silent, like somebody just turned the mute button on.  It was eerie.  Masscomm is never this silent.  Good thing great friends IA and Elsie (along with her boyfriend Frank) greeted me as I reached the stairs' landing, lest I cry of too much sentiments and memories of that god-forsaken place.

I opened the department's door and the usual quiet Ate Racquel greeted me with her usual stillness and impeccable silence.  I rushed to the pigeon hole and dropped my plate off as quickly as I could.  There.  It has ended.  It felt nothing.  At first.  Like it's just usual.  Ordinary.  Normal.

Maybe I forgot how it felt being free.  Because right now, I feel like screaming... I'M FREE!  SHET!!  I'M REALLY REALLY FREE!  I think I'm having a Cristina moment right now.  I'm free.  Damnit!   Damnit!  Oh, take this off!  Get this off!   I can't breathe!

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