Awesome Spandex Powers

What does it feel like, graduating? This apparently is an irrelevant question, as the event itself occurred a good two weeks ago. You know, the Filipino, as a people, only has a memory of two days; after that, you have to give them another sensation. So I guess that to most people, discussing something that happened Two Weeks Ago is like taking a dusty book out of the annals of eternity.

Anyway, who cares? I just feel that it's important to mull over it, you know? Before handing it over to oblivion. I have to chew it up like a doggy bone. I mean, does a dog actually taste a doggy bone? Or is it in reality, tasteless? Memories are like that. And I've found out that the best way to preserve a memory is to immortalize the sensations before letting go.

So. Graduation. I've had twenty-four hours to think and recover (if you read my previous entry you'll understand). And then I knew.

Graduation is like dying a little. Chipping away at an old self and all that jazz. Or actually, it's like growing a new skin. In the span of a day it'll have fully grown around your old self, and you'll find that you're a different person altogether. You've just replaced your old self with this new thing, which I like to think of as tight and stretchy and terribly itchy at times. It's weird. People spend their lives trying to figure out who they are and then suddenly, they're different and they have to start all over again, just when they've nearly settled the pieces. It's a little depressing. I hate to think that I've outgrown myself.

I guess that's what they mean by "growing pains". If you stop and think about it, these cliches, no matter how dead they are, have become cliches for a reason: it's because they do hold true.

Oh well. Onward and upward. I think I've sucked all the flavor out of that memory, so I'm letting it drift off. What a relief, to have cut away so cleanly. It makes a reexamination of yourself so much... neater.

Ah college!!!! New sights, new smells, new places to piss on. No kidding. The smell of a new arena is exciting, all the more so when you realize that

we've grown spandex suits.

We're superheroes. Awesome. I don't think anybody else has this much power to change the world. We have so much potential in all of us, that to grasp the world and hold it in the palm of our hands is as tantalizingly close as smelling coffee in Starbucks.

And that's just one of the many possibilities.