Just Before Graduation

halah! here it is, in less than 24 hours by now, i'll be walking down
the aisle, marching (hehehe) and wait til my name gaits called, climb
up the stage and have the bishop hand me over my diploma. what a
momentous things to witness, especially if these were experienced from
the eyes of a high school graduate.

how the years passed by so
quickly. Mrs. JQ was right, the times too indeed fly and we never
notice it until it is too late. we look back, surprised to realize how
the final 10 months in school passed with flying colors.

never
did i realize that ill be graduating now and not ever. so many things i
came into, so many people I've but never knew all of their names, so
many people i lost the chance to befriend with, so many heartbreaks, so
many suffering, so too many projects that i have to deal with, so many
negativity and low sel-esteem had bastardized my confidence, so many
things for me to say to even say here in my bl0g.

Ewan ko ba ( I
don't know). recently, i came passing by all the pics i have, and i
took. that includes pics of me of course. four mto five years ago, i
was chubby and kinda square (to jamers: wag nyo nang alamin kung ano
itsure ko bago ako nag grade six dyan!).

Many knew my name but i
never get to know theirs. im not that approchable to many because i
prefer going slow. Eventuially (and only at my senior year), i was able
to know the names of the following:

1. dann
2. shepot
3. supnet
4. ranille
5. criel
6. elka
7. wabel
8. henry
9. micko
10. allan
11. ronald
12. ronel
13. errald
14. elijah
15. angelica punto

and many more others.

it
was of my big regret that i never get the chance to talk to many people
because i had this first impression syndrome wherein, whatever my
initial judgement of an individual, i treat them very differently . one
example was Francis Wabel where my first impression was an irritating
slug but at the end he was really nice, he's just average. Nicodemus
was at first an intellectual Honor but now i know that he's a excess boy
(he sometimes do things in excess but not to excessively). Diane naval
at first was for me a smart lass from the elite squad of our batch but
now i know that she's really approachable and "talkative" while on our
cfhating session on YM. Henry Benaid for me at first was a big bully
with a really scarey face but during one of our graduation practice he
was also approachable and friendly at all. i was too scared to people
like him that's why never get to talk to those people with the kind of
impression i have on them at first sight.

To others, i greet
them with the format "Hi/hello batchmate!" and "Hello/Hi, (name of
batchmate)". that was how i was known for even since then.

there
were also times when i really regret that ive ever did those things. i
just wish them to be like they were then but it seems impossible and
irreversible. take the xample of my deep resentment towards Nikki
Umali. The guy who was the cause of my life-treatening asthma attack a
year ago. him being so overly plastic had me over the last straw. i
never knew he could be anyone like that. well, comapred to the resident
bullies like Alvid and Iggy, he was the ultimate and most plastic of
them all. I wish we could be friends again but he really need to review
how he treat others and how his so-called "Pogi" attitude doesn't
always amuse everybody. id rather not talk about him, being the source
of my super low depression(not mental instability if some of you might
think)/self esteem that triggered my unecxpected attack of asthma on my
life (its a surprise since we dont really have a hsitory of asthma
excpet for my big brother who had one when he was young).

I was
lucky to be a student fo some of the most easy-to-get along homeroom
teahcers. Ms Payson, Mr. Castillo, Mrs. Rodil, Gng. Nuqui, and Mrs.
Quiambao. Among the four, Gng. Nuqui was the most old-school. She's too
demanding that at one tym i even regret having her as my homeroom
teacher.

one of the biggest regret i have now is that i never
get to realy show to everybody what i can do. well, joining a singing
contest sick with a fever from way back from freshman year was not
exactly my idea of "showing what i can do". It was the most
embarrassing moment i have. I lost my chance to join the enigma dance
contest. the only opportunity to for me to dance was during the Field
Demo (which were held twice during the duration of my stay in SJA').
The last enigma i failed to join was because of conflicting schedules
on my quarterly projects.

But i made up to it and became known
by the student body as "the guy who Takes Pictures". ever since Intrams
04, i have been taking pictures, with my shift from trational cameras
to digicams just 2 years ago (back in third year). i group all of my
pics and videos that i took and create movies out of them. i never knew
that many jamers would begin to notice all the movies (slide show
movies and video movies) by tye moment i had them uploaded into youtube.

it
was only at this year that i was formally recognized with the
achievement i had made that brought honor to my school. one was from
winning my first medal for an event, the next for winning another one
for the diocesan school athletic meet (Daop palad 07), and for being
loyal to my club for four years (Club Loyalty Award for the Arts Club;
incidentally my first and last medal that i received froim the school).
Having conduct awards are minor ones but the one with medals meant so
much to me.

well, it s already getting late. I need my long
overdue rest and by tomorrow, i will finally be able to close this
chapter of my life which ran for five years (July 1, 2002 to March 24,
2007).

I'm ready to take the challenge set for me in college.
Saint James helped shaped my personality to be what they envisioned for
many of us graduates to be.

Just like what this one song is trying to bring:

"Sama sama tayong magkakaibigan
(Togther as friends)
Hawak-hawak ang kamay na mayroong saya
(Holding our hands with happiness)
Sana naman tayo'y wag nang mag-iwanan
(Wish that we would never leave each other)
Sa'ting paglalakbay na mayroong gabay
(On our guided journey)"

Thank you Saint James, Thank you all! MABUHAY!