we hope for longer goodbyes

If there's one thing that I'm not really good at [well, aside from Math] it's saying goodbye to those people who have been dear and close to me. This goodbye doesn't mean a simple goodbye. It's the kind of farewell that you say when you go off for a long journey ahead.

The seniors' day started with the processional, which is the ultimate beginning of every graduation rite. We didn't know that the teachers had something for us; and during that event, I already felt that I am already on the verge of crying. I get too emotional whenever these things happen.

And I thought what I felt was simple; and I thought that it would end there. When we were told that they're giving us a day off tomorrow, we were at first happy; but after a few moments, some people cried out that they still want to go to school tomorrow. I'm so tired and sick of all those songs and practises but I still want to go to school tomorrow. As in. I never thought I'd be this nostalgic since in the first place, I am not really that kind of person. Well, my strongface image is just a facade--that's been proven twice this school year. :(

I almost cried when we were in the Pananagutan classroom a while ago. I will forever love IV-Pananagutan. I'll miss my classmates. I love them so much. :) I will miss my seatmates. :) I will forever miss the after-recess aircon. I will miss the weird smell of our classroom. I will miss the Finch Patrol! :) I also almost cried when I jumped off my school bus. I never thought this morning that it would be the last day that I'd be riding that red school bus. Some of my mature busmates greeted me goodbye and good luck in college. I was so moved by that. My school bus manong for four years also greeted me goodbye with his usual happy-lolo face. Awwwww. I really felt weird this day.

This has been my most productive year in high school. I have worked for so many things and learned a lot from them as well. It was full of pain, stress but fun, too! All the things that I have done contributed to my own personal growth and I'm very thankful that I have done all those things.

It's just sad that we will be really going to different places and will be separating. For all those years, tight bonds were already tied along us; and now we'll be going to different places. Some will be in the posh Ateneo, in the abode of the green archers in Taft, in the royal university in Manila, and of course, in the kuta of the aktibistas. :)

This is one of the most surreal experiences that I had. I'm so happy. :)

e7ite is love

sane

It's nice to know that she's still in her right mind.

I felt that she was kind of stoic and aloof when she was giving it. Well after thinking of it while I was on my way home, I just thought that I should not care about that since I'm leaving in 3 days. And what the hey, I know that I really deserve it. Bahala sila sa buhay nila.

Haha. Everyone said my face was really funny while I was on stage. :)
fun.fun.fun. I discovered a new thing! :)

Going blind

Whenever we go to the gym to practise for the graduation, my eyes start to hurt; and my vision starts to get blurry. Now I have learned something: I have to wear my glasses whenever we go to the gym. Actually, my ophtha said that I must wear my glasses always but because I think my glasses are 'oversized' for my small eyes, I don't wear it. Another thing, I don't really wanna wear my pair because I look like a boyfriend-deprived terror Biology teacher whenever I wear it.

So what's up? Grad practises are undeniably the most boring events in senior life. But what the hey! At least we're over those imaginary numbers and synthetic divisions. But still, it's really boring and I really hate it. As I have told my pals a while ago, sa grad practise na ito, ang matino at presentable ang boses, nagiging sintonado; ang dati nang sintonado, nakakadugo ng tenga ang boses. Seriously, what's up with those songs that we are forced to sing?! Parang pumupunit lang ng yero eh. I hope we could just sing lively and nice songs and not those weird and heavenly Agnus dei, agnus dei, sanctus... blah blah blah. But the oh-so-great 'musician' in the school says that we have to sing those ugly songs so we don't have any choice. It's as if that it's his event. Hay nako, kahit siya kumanta ng mga kanta niya, sintonado rin dating niya.

On the bright side, it's funny that some people still try to avert my attention unto things. Haha. Bleh. :P