OJT Part_III

It has been three weeks since I last took a jeepney ride to my alma mater. In these three weeks, my life was changed. During this period, I was able to take a shot at the life I am 'supposed' to live in a few years' time. I was even called by mom a "makati girl" and I feel proud about it.
I just love...
Wearing much more formal attires compared to the t-shirts and jeans I wear at school
Taking a ride on an aircon vehicle--and I love being able to try various ones from Escapade to Urvan to FX
The experience of venturing out on my own as I try different unloading points and different ways of going home
Going home without worrying about anything - no more studies
Being able to mingle with different people
Wearing make-up (I just don't understand why it's still such a big deal for my classmates...)
Having much control of your time

But then, having these experiences didn't totally change my being as I still am that simple down-to-earth person who misses certain things that are not of the 'makati/classy' type

Today, as I ventured through the buses, jeepneys, and honking horns of cars, I thought...
hey, I also missed...
The thick dark smoke belched from vehicles of various types
The dust that fills my pores on my way
The pollution that suffocate me and account for my shortness of breath problem
The blinding light of sunshine that hits my face as I walk in the streets
The heat of the sun on my back while I'm inside the jeep
The air that blows my hair and make it frizzy
The fast-paced walk on my rubbershoes as I hurry and catch up on the last minute
The congested LRT in the mornings
The payment of student fare
The smell of the wet market as we pass by

I guess it would be a real crisis for me once more...
as even early this point I'm already having a dilemma of wanting to go back to school and wanting to go back to SGV...but here I am, at home, just thinking, wondering, and then again dreaming