I keep going

"Did you enroll yet?" Mom asked right as I got back to the apartment and bumped into her on the stairs while I was heading to my room.

"Yeah, Mom... but I've got this huge gap from 1:30 PM to 3:30 PM every Wednesday. They suggested I look for another school that offers the back subject from the first semester."

"Yeah, I get it... but maybe don't stress too much about that right now. Just get a transient room or something. You only have classes MTW and ROTC on Sundays anyway. It's cheap to stay in a transient room. Look for one around Carriedo. Tell your probationary officer to sort out a permit or ID for you. We'll cover the cost. Even if you crash at a motel, it's like P65 for a wash hour, grab a nap for 2 hours, then head back to class. Just find somewhere close."

I just nodded slightly.

"Son, you got this. Don't give up. Just tough it out. Once you get through the probationary period and you're not a delinquent anymore... Do you want to go back to Pangasinan for college? You could avoid all these issues here. It's the people and memories here that get to you."

"S-Sure, whatever..." I mumbled and headed to my room.

They say I've lost a lot of weight. I'm struggling to sleep and sometimes, coffee is the only thing that tastes good to me. I crashed onto my bed and put my hands behind my head. When I closed my eyes, it was like watching a movie.