Inevitable yet to be discovered.

"What could be worse than taking examinations in a rush, holding a pencil once again, and not going to school afterwards?" For a second thought, I realized our NCAE would bring us joy, for one thing: we'll take a break from classes.

While sitting there, doing practically nothing except breathing and almost perforating my index finger with a sharp pencil marked "IAMNINOYIAMCORY" I have just borrowed from Eula, the teacher went inside 3-H room where we were assigned prior to the exams proper, told the clichéd mechanics, then one by one the so-called 'way to shape the future', the answer sheets and test booklets, which for one I did not take seriously, were given. First we answered the first page, EDQ, ICT, and the course yadda yadda... When the clock struck at 8:20 AM, I'm not sure, we read the first question for Reading Comprehension.

My mind flew as I shaded those egg-like oblongs, hopefully I shaded the correct egg, and like my mind which thought of so many things in a matter of minutes, minutes rapidly went hours, and little did I know, it was already 12:00; and I was left answering Entrepreneurial Skills together with Marcell and Marcson. As Marcell finished, I was halfway, and then done almost the same time Marcson ended with the last item. Our teacher - obviously, we, or I, did not even know her name but I admit she looked beautiful (or her physique I guess) - said we could leave, so there we go... others were shouting when I came out of 3-H room. "Finally! NCAE's were done!" And I was there sighing in relief, too.

But while the strong yet refreshing winds came rushing through my face, my eyes were looking afar from my standing. It was looking on a tree - the tallest of them all, and in my head is a question: Will I be standing taller than that tree?

Then I remembered my mentors when they said that that piece of paper we are going to take blithely are going to help us shape our future. I once said that I want to be a doctor. And in that moment, I felt so fulfilled that in a very juvenile age, I can articulate what I want to be. And so while taking the test, I remembered, I took a hard time answering Scientific Ability.

My teachers told us that scholarships were given to us when we take exams, and I want to soar high when I reach college. So, this is the part where I take credibility of myself for even reading a Biology book - nota bene, I did not encounter Biology questions mostly - and I felt infinite after thinking about it.

I just said, "Whatever the results, I must pursue what I mostly want."

So, why did I want to become a doctor?

• To help the needy patients;
• To get an apt money for a family;
• to be luxurious;
• for my parents to be proud; and
• to help patients in dire need of attending to and for them to remember me when I die.

I realized, the first four are almost said by many, but it's just now I've totaled why I want to become a doctor. I want somebody to say when he sees me again, "Oh! He's that doctor who did everything to save me/my daughter/ my son/ my wife!" And there would be an immense feeling in my heart that would pound and and make me smile all day long. And that's what I would want to feel in the mere future. And that's why I'm studying. And that is - for how many times? - why I'm writing this all about, to be a doctor.

Riding in the bus with Joar, Eula, Jazzel, and Ara going home, I didn't realize this. But as I write this, I had the most beautiful smile. A smile, I thought, that would mean a different meaning for the 4-letter abbreviated examinations.

I wanted to fulfill my dreams, and so I took the NCAE.