Monday, March 28, 2005
2:02 PM


Leaving st. paul :(

Overdue na yung event but still, I wanted to write something about it.

Okaaay. So this is how it feels like. sooo, ummm, baffling? Ewan. Just can't find the right word. sure, it's really overwhelming to think that I'm finally done with high school. But still, it feels like something so great is being taken away from me. Something I've embraced for almost all my life.

Anyways, i guess it would be much more helpful if I dwell on the brighter side of graduation. Besides, it's supposed to be a happy event for crying out loud! so im just gonna list down all the happy moments:

- Bern. Haha. Oh bern, how I adore your bluntness. You should have seen how cute you were while dreadfully looking for another pair of shoes. The vain attempt to use rubber bands just to keep the soles of your shoes from completely detaching was fruitless. Hahaha.
- medals :)
- being recognized before a great audience
- seeing my batch mates being recognized before a great audience
- realizing that I have been blessed with the best batch mates
- seeing how successful we all are
- seeing my batch mates happy :)
- wondering where life will take us
- having one of my most intimate conversations with God
- thanking God for all that He has done
- reminiscing (thank God for baniqued's speech. Really moving.)
- looking back at the years that have left special imprints
- finally getting rid of the grad shoes which tortured my feet for a week or so
- finally getting rid of the pantyhose. Ack. Yuckiness.
- freedom. Oh yes! Bye sr agana! Bye ms patino! Bye ms castilla! Till we meet again!
- having many pictures taken
- the plain realization that high school's finally over
- saying my thank you's to the teachers
- crying. Oh yes. It really felt good.
- breaking the rules for the last time--eating during the celebration; clapping when it was forbidden; standing up and leaving my seat for no reason at all; taking pictures while the mass was going on; playing with my fone
- receiving text messages from people
-making mom cry because of too much happiness-- ahhh. my greatest reward

these are the memories I'll always carry with me.
And St. Paul, you will always be my most favorite saint.
Thanks for the 12 great years :)