2/3: A Highschool Banter
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Has it been really four years since I entered high school?
I still remember the days wherein I felt utmost isolated from others; I didn't know what to do or how to make new friends. I still remember the days I wherein I was so terrified of going to school for its a whole new world: a place with a thousand doors - each door leading to another place, a world full of new things to learn and experiences to share.
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| Mrs. Uy, my grade 8 English teacher (I've learned a lot from you) |
High school was a worthwhile time and experience for me, I guess. I've learned so much. So much, that some will forever be in my mind. Lessons, not only academically but also something that will make me a better person. Mistakes are inevitable, and I've committed them. I've spent so much time looking back at the mistakes I've done; however, I always end up feeling funny and satisfied with them saying, "These are just mistakes and these will make me better."
To be honest, the past 4 years has been a blur. It went by too fast. One moment I'm studying Algebra, then it seemed like the whole world shifted and I'm suddenly studying Pre-Calculus topics. I hated Chemistry and Physics so much! Accountancy too. But I did enjoy Biology, Asian Studies, English (of course!), and Economics. Why am I talking about subjects?
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| Mom, if you're reading this, thank you so much. I don't know what to say. There are 26 letters in the alphabet and you jumble them up to come up with millions of words; but I just can't seem to find those words to show my gratitude to you. You've dealt with me for what, 15 years? + the 9 months inside you (it was fun). Sorry if I've always been the bitch who wants to argue with you. I enjoy it, sometimes. Sorry. But anyways, again, thank you so much. I may not be expressive as much as what Ysa does, but one thing's for sure - I love you so much and if I were offered all the money in the world to exchange moms, I wouldn't. |
High school is a place firsts - from love to heartbreak, eating inside the classroom, being late, to going to places that aren't really part of the plan. I'm not saying I've been a rebel, but you've got to get the taste of first times.
I never knew I'll be able to find friends as genuine as these people. I may not have a lot, but I'm good with it. Numbers are just numbers, and it cannot compete with the memories and experiences shared with the people who never failed to show me that they care.
{Being the lazy person I am, I've come up with a couple collages to save me time, haha}
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| First photo: (from left to right) Me, Charlene, Gabby, Eunice, Angel; Fourth photo: Patrick and I; Fifth photo: Tyrone and I, my Search In sibling and buddy since Grade 7. Tyrone, if you're reading this, thank you so much for always being there whenever no one else is. Thank you so much for offering me your ears whenever I need someone to talk to. You've always been there, until now. I won't make this long because I think you know what I'm trying to say here, haha. Love you. Patrick, if you're reading this, thank you for the times we spent together. You're my volleyball idol. Thanks for being around with me, since Grade 8. Remember when we used to spend recess and lunch together all the time, eating at the corner? (BB Building, lol) I miss all the times we spent especially in Grade 8. You're one of the best buddies I have. |
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| From left to righ: Kailin, Kylah, Me, and Maricris. Senior year buddies. A BUNCH OF WEIRDOS, I SWEAR. Kylah, Kailin and I are buddies since Grade 8. They like art too, and photography. Hi girls, if you're reading this, thank you so much for having dealt with my weirdness. Remember the times wherein I end up crying in front of you guys? I'm not ashamed of it, because I know you guys know me too well. Thanks for all the honest opinions, they've helped me a lot. |
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| Patricia and I. One of my best-est friends, vanity, music, and books buddy. How we got friends? First week of Senior year and we were freaking out about Macklemore. Talk about two fan girls!! We were instant best friends. Shout out to and thank you to Macklemore, lol. Patz, if you're reading this, I'm utmost thankful for your company. You never get tired of listening to my endless rants about hating everyone, seeing me cry, and dealing with me whenever I freak out, scream on your face, just because I'm talking about my favourite bands. I hope I've been a good friend to you. I'll miss our movie dates and cheat days, really. |
{some photos with the people I bumped with after graduation. i wish i had more photos though, but the place was too crowded and hot; thus, a limited number of photos and sweaty faces}
I never expected that I would find true friends. Friends since I entered highschool for the first time, and still friends until the last day we get to spend it. These girls, we were only classmates for a year, Grade 7, but we managed to keep the friendship until senior year. And I'm thankful for that. If ever I've been a lame friend, sorry. But I love you guys so much.
Remember during one of the exam days and we saw a couple of grandma's together in the canteen and we mumbled to each other, "That's going to be us." and pointed what we will look like if we grow old?
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| Their twitter, lol. @chacharleneee ; @eunicornnn ; @niallbucks |
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| Thanks for all the memories and laughter we've shared, I'm keeping them, and I hope you keep it too. I know this friendship will last until we grow old. |
My name got called, and that's it, I've swallowed all the feelings inside me, as I walked nervously on the stage I once thought I'll never get to walk at. But then I found myself, shaking hands with the principal, with a smile plastered on my face, as I received this green diploma, the fruit of some sort, that came from the tree I planted. And that tree has gone a lot, just like what a normal plant does: hard winds, rain, droughts, and the best of all, sunshine.
And as I ascended the stage and walked for the last time, I have found my sunshine.
Thank you De La Salle Lipa.
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