Chicken Sopas for the Reader's Bowl

It was last Monday when I had my routine interview for the Guidance Office. The thing's kind of a like a psychological test that the school requires. I signed myself up as one of the earlier ones to get it done with.

On that day, I was planning on keeping my answers simple and just lay low. But, as early as the general information, I knew that Ms. Jaymee, our guidance counselor, would find out on how gawky I can be.

"Pentecostal," she said as she read what I placed under Religion. "So, what do you mean by that?"

I was stunned for a moment. Even I didn't know what Pentecostal was! Apparently, when I was filling up the form during the Guidance's General Assembly, I genuinely didn't know what to put there. I know that I was a Born Again Christian, but I thought that putting was so not form-worthy. I wanted something formal. So, I just found the first person that had the same religion as me and just copied off her.

I confessed to Miss on what I did. And she was shocked, (To think that I got through 17 years and until now, I didn't know what to put under that simple box!) but she still wasn't satisfied. She went one about how Born Again Christian isn't specific enough. Then, I realized the same thing. Miss just gave it to me as an assignment, something she wanted me to find out.

Fortunately, things went smoothly from there. We had casual conversations on my life and how cool "Heroes" is. But (there just always just had to be a 'but'), it came to the part in the form we needed to fill some blanks. She read my continuation to I see myself...

...as a successful something, whatever that something is.

O_O I did want to sound safe and I may be unsure of my future. Though, that was probably too safe and a tad too uncertain. So, when she asked me just what that something was, it was another round of convincing her that I was making perfect sense. She ended up winning once again and I had my assignment number 2.

Discussing each one of them with me, she went through the page where we had to check the problems we were struggling with. She tackled on "identity" the most. It was unsurprising, really. A few minutes before that, she noticed what I filled in another blank. "10 years from now... I see myself as a successful something, whatever that something is."

She laughed out, "Ito na naman yung something na iyan." I replied saying that I was just like any other teenager, finding out who we are and what we want.

With that routine interview, I'm not sure if I unintentionally gave her a good laugh. All I know is that it was one interesting 30 minutes. And the next time I see her, I have to tell her about what my religion really is, who I am, and where do I want to go.

Find yourself, Lose yourself. It's a quote I saw a few days back and it seems a fitting title to the post. You think that after 17 years, you totally had everything solidified when you really got it all unfigured out. :D

Thanks to Neo for the picture off our free time after the Guidance's GA. They're spelling out our university's initials, if you haven't gotten it figured out yet.

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