- find out what I want in life
- this moment to happen
- be a Dean's List-er
- learn how to ride a motorcycle
- go skydiving
- go scuba diving
- make my own blog layout
- learn how to use Flash
- travel more
- improve my drawing skills
- VINTAGE
- go to a Flea market
- a Tarot Card Deck
- fashion sense
- femme outfits
- witty t-shirts
- vintage clothes and accessories
- make my own clothes!
- go on a shopping spree
- contribute to WWF
- a DSLR
- bake something
- A CAR
- A CAR THAT I CAN DRIVE - an underwater camera
- cosplay again
- visit my online friends
- stop being a safeist
- happiness
Just Getting By Listening to: Switchfoot ~ Dare you to Move
Things didn't feel right today. I was feeling totally awkward all day. Something was bothering me, and I had no idea what it was. So I buried myself in the book that my mom had told me to read, 'Wild Justice'. Then I'm to read 'Pillars of the Earth', then 'Dracula', which Coy gave me.
Everyone is getting pushed to their limits. Everyday is a countdown to Graduation.
These are all the pictures I have of my highschool life. A stack of memories, two inches thick. 4 years, compressed into still frames 2 inches thick.
Everyone wants it all to be over with. Get out of school, graduate, not miss the school, not miss the people. I don't feel that way. I don't! After 6 years, I can't imagine leaving. I know I'm not really leaving, but that's how it feels to me. I feel childish for not being able to let go. But it's true, isn't it? After you graduate, what are the chances that you'll cross paths with your batchmates again? I'll meet new people and make new friends, I know I know. I've been thinking about it for the past few days. I don't know why this is making me so depressed. It's 3am and I'm crying, just remembering how I almost cried while we were singing our grad song. I know I'm supposed to be happy for ourselves; proud and glad that we did make it. This is what we have all been working hard for. Cherish what we had. Look forward to what will be.
I love my batch. Even if we've been through so much shit through the years, you don't know how much I'm going to miss you.
At the end of practice, we sang our grade six graduation song. I only remembered the chorus. It was still fun fumbling along while the others mumbled the rest of the song though.
There's going to be a grad power point presentation, and we were all asked to find pictures we had of the batch from 1st year to 4th year. I store all my pics in a box, so they were easy to find. 2 inches. I found pics from the Ateneo interaction we had in 2nd year. Pics from our fieldtrip to Blue Rose/Roze? Farm. Pics of our fieldtrip to EK, pics of our trip to watch Florante at Laura when we were in 1st year, retreat pics, pics from our soph's night. Pics of 2-Gabay's play, 'Madman on the Roof', and me as the priestess of Kompira. Pics of our demented days of being freshmen. Pics of our interaction with 2-F of LSGH (now incoming seniors) that we had last year. Jackie!!! Hahaha. Memories, crapness. Pics of the J&J. Our speech bubble edited pics of 2nd year. Numerous pics of my bum. And I'm going to scan as many of them as I can and I'm going to share them with my batch. Except for the pics of my bum.
