It still haven't sank in as much as I'm expecting it to. Besides thinking about the fact that I won't enter the same gate as I've been for the past 13 years next schoolyear, I won't wear the same plaid skirt, see the same faces, the environment.
Everything will be new. It's as if I'm back to base 1. I guess it is sinking in. I'm just in denial.
It hurts to let go of something that has been a part of me for more than a decade. Letting go of the experiences may it be good or bad and the friendships made within my stay.
The memory of my very first day in school still flashes back vividly on my mind. It is making me more nostalgic over the thought of leaving that school behind. I have to move on but never let go of that certain past that made an incredible mark in me. That very past that, I should and will never let go of.
I did leave a lot behind.
I will miss my batchmates who I’ll probably going to see not as often as before or even never.
I will miss my teachers. Yes teachers.
I will miss my friends. One of the reasons why I love going to school.
I will miss Fourtwo – my classmates for the past three years.
I will miss my band, Taken and how we make music.
I will miss my barkada.
I will miss Komu and how every day turns out to be perfect just hearing voices blend and looking forward for Fridays.
I will miss Ms. Ettie and how she taught me lessons in different aspects especially about music and life.
I will miss ‘ze Breakfast club’ and how we share our daily baons.
I will miss the masses held every month and daily morning talks.
I will miss singing the Assumption School Song.
I will miss getting up and down the HS building.
I will miss the Auditorium where I can proudly say I learned to be confident.
I will miss the Ecosongfest.
I will miss my school, Assumption.
BITTERSWEET.
I’m in high spirits because finally I’ve graduated yet heartbreaking to think of the idea that I can not bring back these memories that have been made back. It is now part of my past. A past that is good to think and reminisce about.
I’m currently in the state of Nostalgia.
I’m going to miss you, guys. I love you!
♥ Vindicated @ 1.4.07
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Abbie. Abbiebells. Bella. Isabelle. Seventeen. Broke. Still functioning. An aspiring photographer. Guitarist of her band, Taken. Wants to study abroad. Will become a dentist. A Komu member since first year. God-fearing. Not a snob. A music enthusiast. An Incubus, TBS and Mae fan. Does sing. Does dance. Currently learning to play the violin.
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