My final week in Ateneo. My final week as a student. I have torn down most of the numbers on my wall representing the number of weeks left before the end of college. I could almost see the light at the end of the tunnel.
My study table was at its messiest. I was cramming my final exams like I always do. Meanwhile, my bed became a tambakan for all my things. I hardly slept in my bed because I always fell asleep on my desk while studying.
Pre- and post-thesis defense. We didn't care about our grades anymore. We just wanted everything to be over.
We were all on celebratory mood at Frutti Froyo after our thesis defense.