oh you really...graduated?

"Knowledge itself is power,” was written over 400 years ago by Francis Bacon, an English philosopher. I have been told this same statement since I was six years old, whether from a teacher, my parents, or a public service announcement on television. Knowledge certainly is power, and the more you know, the further in life you can go. But it simply is not this simple anymore. The knowledge of today needs to be backed up by a degree or two from a well-known and respected institution. Knowledge for knowledge’s sake is wonderful, but knowledge with a B.A., B.S., J.D., M.B.A., or Ph.D. behind it is more likely to pay the bills and obtain status.

Believe it or not, your academic success at college will greatly enhance your social life.

College is necessary today, the next task after high school. Most of my old friends went on to a four-year college or university. It was expected of us. During high school, I was asked where I would go to college and what I would study. I found myself repeating the same speech, but really questioning my words as they poured out. How was I supposed to know what I wanted to do with my life at the ripe old age of seventeen? Life was filled with days spent walking the halls, talking to friends, avoiding going back to boring classes. High school was like a four-year long foreplay for really experiencing life. I could not wait to finish high school, move out of my small town, and get on with it. College symbolized freedom and opportunity. I felt like I had the world on a string the day I graduated.

Then I went to college. Fear crept in. I was a freshman nobody with no friends and no idea as to what was going on. My first year whizzed by (Thank God), and upon returning home for summer, I realized how different I had become. I had turned into this complex being who found it difficult to relate to old friends, preferring to spend time with (brace yourself) my family. Those three months passed quickly, and I was soon moving back to school and into my very first apartment. I had the world by a string again. I was no longer a freshman; I now mocked these clueless creatures who traveled in packs to buy textbooks and to experience their first college house party, full of cheap beer and bright red cups. I began to figure out who I was, what I wanted out of life, who I wanted to become. And I realized that college was necessary for this; not necessarily for the education I was getting (albeit great and from an excellent university), but from everything else that I was experiencing. These four years (or five, as is my case) would become my ticket to life, to who I could become, to where I could go. I suddenly realized that I needed a college education to be taken seriously and given respect in society. Going to college provided me with the setting to meet people from all walks of life, travel to and study in far-away locales, learn about myself and the world, and ultimately, to cultivate my goals in life and figure out what is important to me.

and that too applies to my brother so last march 29, 2008 my brother graduated with the degree in bachelor of science in nursing at the ateneo de naga university- a premier jesuit school in the philippines.

imagine for four years dream mo lang na magka college ring tulad namin and now you actually have it na. how nice! for four years, eight semesters, three summer class more than million pesoses na gastos natapos din ang paghihirap ni law sa school.

congratulations lao and god bless you always! pa cheezeburger ka naman dyan :)