BONJOUR, JE M’APPELLE, Anne! This month, the adjustment already commenced. The senior batch finally felt the leap of being a junior to a busy-bee senior. Therefore, let’s talk about the uncertainty and early “mid-life crisis” of the seniors, shall we?  

With the Class of 2024 finally in-sync with the new Academic Year (A.Y) and a heavier academic workload is up for grabs as a graduating student, there are some unsaid doubts that somehow cloud their thoughts. It was like having a mid-life crisis of a 25-year-old. Like stuck in the middle of nowhere, there is this eerie feeling of being so lost and unsure of where to go.  

“Valiant? Yes. Undaunted? Now we could hear radio silence.”

Having that low energy and determination towards being “something more” and questioning yourself of the things you achieved like see it as “Ito na ba yon? Hanggang dito na lang ba ako?”  Because whether they like it or not, it is fast approaching, the seriousness of the last year as a college student is taking a toll on them—with thoroughly creating and carefully stitching of their thesis, finding the perfect On-The-Job Training (OJT), up to answering the activities of their minor subject.  

They need to juggle everything in a balance wherein they allot enough time for everything, and not neglect anything. Let’s also give some emphasis to those who took up the challenge of being a student leader at the same time or be part of various organizations. Valiant? Yes. Undaunted? Now we could hear radio silence.   

The first two months of A.Y 2023-2024 were like the free trial process of everything. Like the effect of the decisions, they made during the last moments of their junior year. The aftermath of the idealistic junior who thought they could balance everything. However, senior year is very different than the previous ones. If this is a game, we’re now reaching the second to the last level before the final boss battle—the second semester, for sure.  

And there are days wherein they just feel like the mid-life crisis that they are feeling in their early twenties, especially, when stuff just pile up, sometimes it feels like an existential crisis moment. Because it’s a moment wherein you can’t explain why you don’t have the drive to even lift a finger to start on your long to-do list. Interesting and frustrating as it seems, but it really is part of a senior’s dilemma. Where you want to start already but your exhausted already.  

However, are they drowning from the responsibilities or are they simply not serious enough to not be beaten by the harsh waves of tomorrow? That’s a tricky question if you ask me. As cliché as it may sound, I think it depends upon the person. Because it will always be a choice. If the senior would be productive or if the senior would procrastinate. I’m a firm believer of the thought that every decision you make leads you to a destination. It will always, always, always, have an effect, may it be positive or negative. It’s something inevitable.  

Nonetheless, I will not be a hypocrite by reiterating all of these and be a goody two shoes. Don’t look at this in the wrong light, because frankly, I’m a college student who also procrastinates, struggles, and adjusts. I’m all of those too. I’m also a senior who has the same dilemma as everyone else. I procrastinate when my activities pile up while student-journalism duties pull the sleeves of my shirt as well. I struggle when I encounter a hard phase in my thesis and some subjects that I’m having a tough time with. I adjust to the changes that I need to be versatile with. Because there are those who believe in me and my capabilities.  

Moreso, I can’t let my junior year self-down. Because she believed that I can be the papillon, the butterfly, who underwent some phases, my own metamorphosis, before I could finally fly and spread my wings and confidently say, “I conquered.” 

I would just like to point out that I sincerely hope that my fellow seniors and I, hopefully be out of this predicament, find the drive again—for our betterment and improvement of our last year, as a Bedan student, Mon ami. Au revoir! 

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