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March 24, 2013 | Throwback | Journal

Yesterday was the graduation day of Batch 2013 and as I continued scrolling my facebook’s homepage, I could not just ignore the flooding photographs of the graduates in there Saringan picture saying they made it. Seeing those made me realize how time really flies so fast. It made me realize it has been a year since I was in their shoe; since I said good bye to my favorite stage in my entire life: High school.

 

Two diverse emotions were inside me on my graduation day a year ago. Just like two roads that will never really cross or two tunnels really far from each other, apart; I felt both happiness and sadness all over me. But I never really thought grief somehow almost took my happiness away. Yes, I made it. Even though I only got a Loyalty Award, but the thought that I made it through, is what really counts. But the tough part is that knowing college will never be the same as high school, what brought pain the ass; knowing your friends will soon be leaving, makes the whole thing sore; knowing you will not be able to see them as kind of always as you were used to, what shattered my heart. But then, I could not just stop the clock from ticking, I suppose nobody can. And even though a year has already passed by, activities before graduation were still fresh in my memory: the tree planting, the mini recollection, the Seniors’ bonding, the practices, the Tribute to Parents, the mass for the graduates and the every-afternoon-foodtrip with my silly, fun-to-be-with, genuine friends. And the graduation ceremony itself was still freshly instilled in my memory: the receiving of the diploma, the emotional valedictory address of our 1st Honor, the singing of our graduation song, the last singing of the Alma Mater as a batch and as we marched going out of the gym as the queue that the ceremony has already ended, brought tears to the graduates. And as a graduate, I shed a tear too while hugging the people who made my 4 years totally amazing. A silent way of saying I will badly miss them, each of them.

 

A year has pass but it feels like it was only yesterday since the toga, after a long wait, was in our bare hands, that graduation day was just a night or two from reality and that saying good bye to what have been the most memorable 4 years of my life is yet to come. But then, my chapter in high school was already closed; already done however, I can still look back and visit it through the memories that were made, whether moments on cloud nine or the melancholic ones, that brings us back to the place that we thought we have already forgotten about. I guess, some days just stay gold, forever. As what our graduation song says.

 

March 24, 2013 | Throwback | Journal

Yesterday was the graduation day of Batch 2013 and as I continued scrolling my facebook’s homepage, I could not just ignore the flooding photographs of the graduates in there Saringan picture saying they made it. Seeing those made me realize how time really flies so fast. It made me realize it has been a year since I was in their shoe; since I said good bye to my favorite stage in my entire life: High school.

 

Two diverse emotions were inside me on my graduation day a year ago. Just like two roads that will never really cross or two tunnels really far from each other, apart; I felt both happiness and sadness all over me. But I never really thought grief somehow almost took my happiness away. Yes, I made it. Even though I only got a Loyalty Award, but the thought that I made it through, is what really counts. But the tough part is that knowing college will never be the same as high school, what brought pain the ass; knowing your friends will soon be leaving, makes the whole thing sore; knowing you will not be able to see them as kind of always as you were used to, what shattered my heart. But then, I could not just stop the clock from ticking, I suppose nobody can. And even though a year has already passed by, activities before graduation were still fresh in my memory: the tree planting, the mini recollection, the Seniors’ bonding, the practices, the Tribute to Parents, the mass for the graduates and the every-afternoon-foodtrip with my silly, fun-to-be-with, genuine friends. And the graduation ceremony itself was still freshly instilled in my memory: the receiving of the diploma, the emotional valedictory address of our 1st Honor, the singing of our graduation song, the last singing of the Alma Mater as a batch and as we marched going out of the gym as the queue that the ceremony has already ended, brought tears to the graduates. And as a graduate, I shed a tear too while hugging the people who made my 4 years totally amazing. A silent way of saying I will badly miss them, each of them.

 

A year has pass but it feels like it was only yesterday since the toga, after a long wait, was in our bare hands, that graduation day was just a night or two from reality and that saying good bye to what have been the most memorable 4 years of my life is yet to come. But then, my chapter in high school was already closed; already done however, I can still look back and visit it through the memories that were made, whether moments on cloud nine or the melancholic ones, that brings us back to the place that we thought we have already forgotten about. I guess, some days just stay gold, forever. As what our graduation song says.

 

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