worth a thousand words...

it's kinda boring staying at your house the whole day, really. and to somehow lessen it, i took my photo albums and looked at our pictures back in high school.
yeah... it's still the feeling everytime i look at those pics showing our funny moments. the places we went, the events we participated, trip-trip lang pics, barkada bonding, class pics- all of those remind me of how hard yet happy high school life is. those pictures relive every moments and it makes me feel sad when i think that we can never experience all of those again. my classmates and friends are too busy, they are far, they can't come, sort of reasons that will always hamper our plans of getting together, and it's hard. the only hope you have is to think that one day in the future, you will have time to see and talk with each other, remember all the memories you've done before, share the hardships and difficulties you've been through and brag what you have attained. it's kinda funny thinking of it. yet, it somehow excites me and challenges me to do everything i can so that if someday, we had an opportunity to meet, i can be proud of what i have achieved. hopeful... hopeful... hehe...
well... i miss them, really!! there are times when i see them in my dreams. we were happy, we were complete, we laugh and then we hug. they seem so true, yet when i wake up, they're gone. how sad...
how i wish fate would lead us to a point where our paths would cross again. like before, when we were still together. i miss them so much!! know why?? coz being with them for 11 years, and after that you'll never see them everytime like before, makes you feel so empty... so lost...

love high school!!!

Attending events make us feel good, especially when we meet people close to our hearts. People whom you only see in rare times. Last time, I attended an event and I saw my former teachers there. They asked me “how am I,” “how’s my studies going on,” “how’s my other friends,” sort of things. They said time is too quick and we will be graduating next year. I can sense the feeling of happiness on their part knowing that their students, whom they taught and trained, will soon reach that point. And I know they are proud. Teachers are truly part of the students’ lives and seeing them succeed is a much more success for them.

On the other part, I saw my Alma Mater School too. Well, we sometimes visit it during sembreaks, but seeing it now is an odd feeling for me. There are lots of changes. Even the teachers, the policies, etc. As I look at it from afar, I clearly remember all the memories and it is so saddening that I can’t experience all of them again. Only memories are left, that’s why I really treasure all of them even the simplest moment. That was my school and that was my second home. Where I grew up and where I started my dreams… It hurts when someone says something against our teachers, or in our school, and to my classmates as well. I remember, somebody told me that our batch our BRAGGARTS and CHEATERS. I can’t blame him because it’s his own view about us. It just hurt a bit knowing that he is my schoolmate and friend too (it is if he considers me as his friend). And this issue ends here…

Truly, high school life is the best! It may not be for others, but for me, it’s a YES! Of course, college life is great too… having good friends and nice professors, meeting people with different attitudes. But, nothing beats high school…