go for gold

i must have given my parents numerous ‘panic’ moments during my growing up years as i often had to take a trip to the hospital due to my notorious accident-prone self, but i have the audacity to say that i frustrated them just once – believe it or not – just one time in their life with me. that was when i let my then silly young heart get the better of me: i turned my back on my promise to be the lawyer they want me to be, for a stupid boy. i thought it’s worth simply being with superman and feeling like lois lane! what a fantasy.. no, i won’t elaborate on that forgettable episode of my life. in fact i’m ending that story now by saying that i “saw the light” (?) in time, and got back to my senses. period.

all the years that followed had me thinking how i can make up with mom and dad. for years, i had hope that, someday, i may find a way to cover that ugly scar on my image as a delightful daughter.

however, as fate would have it, my interest to pursue a career in the field of law faded when jobs i landed led me to the business world; i did well on that. then marriage came; doing well on tnat too. then motherhood happened; a gift that my parents looooooveeed!!
so no need to redeem myself.. nobody will ask me about further studies anymore.. or so i thought!?

suddenly my daughter grew up and said, “you have a grand time going up the stage for my medals always, mom. when’s it my turn to get yours?”
nye..

the pressure just resurrected. this time, more intense coz the one demanding brags about her being a consistent achiever! hmmmm..

ok..ok.. i shall bite the bullet. after all, this may continue inspiring kyle to stay on top. right. don't we all wish that our kids would land where we did not ( ouchhh?!)

what followed was a series of pathetic sleepless nights. worshipping the computer. swallowing the books. deadlines to meet. exams to cheat. crap. why did i ever face the dare?! that kid wouldn’t know anyway if i just bought a diploma with a medal attached to it! after getting done with college, i dread living the student life again at this time when i can already be mistaken as a principal in middle school!

but just when my patience was almost running low on these graduate school professors, i had the skies turning gold.

“hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!” :-)

i thank my classmates who were kind enough to share their work full of wisdom. that ounce of compassion lend me a big hand to take center stage.

most of all, i thank those who were kinder not to share their labor, as they know they didn’t have the wisdom on it anyway! he..he..

the end justified the means, praise God. now i'm even with my young challenger.

my realization on this event? there’s an expression that says it all:

there is never time to do it right,

but there is always time to do it over.

so PhD soon? don't dare me again, kyle, please..
nooooooooooo!!!!!!!!! i'm too old for this !!!! but hey, so what.. do it again, boo?
maybe. grab the baton.
go for gold. a s l i f e g o e s o n.