Me and my choirmate Daniel were seated diagonally next to each other, the thing that only separate our seats is a beside table. we're in the living room of our fellow member's home, she invited us to join and eat with them, celebrating the feast of st. Joseph the worker their patron saint. also, the feast of the divine mercy and on television aired the beatification of blessed pope john paul the second.

while some of my fellow choir mates were busy playing cards (not gambling) , scrable and chatting online in facebook, me and senior daniel were busy talking about I.T. About computers, viruses and stuff also his girlfriend. But when he ask about my current situation about my course, I said I am almost finished my duty and that meant a day left for a wedding function.

"Wow! Really? So how was it?" he asked. "fine, yet tiring, still I learned a lot from the experience" I said. "good, same with our school, they have an exposure at an early year, they have set high standards in that course, and I know that 'cause my cousin is having a hard time in her subject in tour guiding" he said.

I remembered the day when my teacher gave us a quizzes: a minute to complete the seven basic folds, to identify the flatwares, glasswares and dinnerwares, if you get six mistakes above, you are bound to repeat the quiz also memorize the three stocks, it's ingredients and procedures and during the final exam in culinary, we have to make our own recipes,the papers to be submitted two days later in order to get the budget early. And here I am in the bar area, putting ice cubes and coke on pitchers while a running water flowed into another pitcher. Being a watchful eye to the waiters who steal the guest's drinks and in the end wash a half thousand glasses, put them in goblet crates and trying myself to haul them up to the cabinet and not to let myself trip over and fall down.

Yes, those were my tough beginnings, aiming to be a pastry chef. First, finish a Bachelors degree then proceed to pastry, if not, then culinary. But unfortunately, people lately were pulling me down, especially my dad, who at first, gave me nine missed calls and fifteen messages, all in the same purpose: to check where I am at 11:30 pm. I have this kind of pattern in my schedule that when I go early to work, I go home early and when I leave late, I came home late. Also, dad kept on suggesting courses, (but for me it's persuading) hoping for me to decide on shifting.Dad wouldn't understand my work, he wouldn't understand anything about me, maybe old people are like that. Also, the tuition fees are still high, even though they deducted almost fifty percent of it, I still worry about my uniform, which is saggy and tearing apart, needing to be replaced and the new books to be purchased. College is not cheap and that's what I concluded.


I told this delimma to him, hoping that in some way in the whole human race,he would give me enlightenment.
"well, in reaching your goal, you wouldn't reach it if you didn't strive hard. You have to take on a tough road because it tests your sincerity, your will to reach your goal. take note: not all courses are easy and the reason your dad is like that is because he is expecting too much of you and your course, he's expecting that your job will be nice, but you ended up having heavy workloads and that's why your dad is disappointed. I understand that he called and texted you, because you're the only girl right?" he continued, " before, HM was degraded by other people, for example a girl in nursing shifted to education, when she couldn't get a single thing about it, she shifted to HM, because of math, after a basic algebra you don't have to study college physics and trigonometry right? People think that those students enrolled in that course are dimwitted but hey look at them right now, people couldn't pull them down because they have undergone the new curriculum with high standards and that means they have marketing, accountancy and tour guiding....." he advised "I suggest that the next time your father will degrade you, or somebody else, why don't you market your course? You've learned about marketing right?" , I nodded, "tell them that you work in luxury hotels and restaurants, in five star hotels, that you cook a meal that's worth hundreds of dollars.... I think they will get intimidated by that".


"you know that me, my brother and your hal- brother were best of friends, we love music, we went to bars to play, even though we performed once and last, we enjoyed our teenage years until me and my brother embark on a new journey called college, we were so excited and yet look at us now, one of our friends became a manager, me,I'm a freelance computer technician and with that I deal with different people. My brother just came back from the ship and the other one is still struggling to finish his degree, though I'm praying for your brother to be mature and have the courage to work for his family." I almost cried when I hear about my brother, sad because I don't know how I could help him... Then he said. "before, we were young boys who drink and merry, but we have dreams too, dreams that we want to achieve, we don't want to stay there until we get old, we want to go back there with something to share, something we have achieved, because we Uranus boys can dream". they call themselves "uranus boys" named after the street they usually hang out.

me too, I am a dreamer, I dream of becoming a pastry chef, to mark the hearts of the people with sweet desserts, I want to see their happy faces, satisfied because I feel that I am capable of making them happy, of comforying them. Food can be a comfort but nothing could beat it without sharing it to a loved one. And so that is my dream, making sweet desserts to share hapiness and comfort, because althrough my life, I have been in the verge of lonliness..... Until one such time, I shared a candy with someone and that felt good.


So I am left with three choices: get a scholarship to finish what I have started, shift and at the same time work.... Or work until dad's pension came and then proceed study while having a practical at culinary school.

" just proceed, but always ask guidance from God, PRAY, PRAY TO GOD if you do not know which decision to take". And that's what the uranus boy told me.