A day without Oral Communication

     It is true that some of the greatest moments in life come from moments that are incomplete. As our professor announced that we will not be meeting for two consecutive Monday, everybody shouted and started making noise because of the gladness of our heart. At most, we are two days away from that miserable Monday. It's payback time for those sleepless nights for us to rest, to sleep and to gain energy again. Because in no days, Monday will come again and will ruin our day again from another time around.
     At first, I find myself contented without it but as the days goes by, my day without oral communication was like going outside in the middle of the night and walk around and not actually do anything just observe and think. It was like this week was a mess. It was incomplete. I don't know why I'm feeling this right now because I should be very happy for I wasn't able to meet one of my least favorite subject. But why did it turned on the other way around? Why do I feel like something's missing? Similar with the reaction in the body of alcoholic person whenever he was not able to feed his body some alcohol, same thing goes with me. A day without oral communication is a day wasted. I feel like something is bothering me inside that I should go and look for something that is english-related "thingy." I never thought that I'm gonna be speaking in english everywhere. Even when when I'm about to ride a bus, buy something in the store and so forth. Everyone was somehow confused why I'm speaking in that manner. Even me, I kept on asking myself if am I still Rose Ann. I couldn't believe myself that from being an english carabao speaker, I became a fluent one. It is all because of oral communication. I don't love that subject, it's just that because I'm used to it and it has been playing a big role serving as a fuel in my senior high school life.  I have realized that I don't have to miss out on something that could be amazing just because it could also be difficult.
     I don't know what I want but I do know that something is missing. It's just that I dont know what it is but I can feel it, I really can feel it. I have learned the I should never give up on something I can't go a day without thinking about. It's like how you climb a mountain is more important than reaching the top. Climb the mountain not for the world to see you but for you to see the world.