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Of Beginnings and Endings
Sunday, March 29th, 2009 10:24 pmToday is my high school graduation day. Well not technically since I and a majority of the class still have some requirements to complete so most of us still don't have our diploma and other credentials. I know it's a bit crazy, but life's like that. Let's just say that we just had the ceremony today.
We arrived at the venue around 2:15 pm. I thought we were going to be late, but fortunately we weren't. I didn't want to miss the processional march. Anyway, when we arrived, my classmates were still lining up. We took pictures while waiting outside the hall. It started around 2:30-2:45. The ceremony went by normally. Near the end, we all got up to sing the graduation song and another song which is supposed to be dedicated to our parents. Some of my classmates got emotional, and everyone hugged and kissed their parents except for me. Yeah I know, that made me look like a bad daughter, but hey, my parents are not the sweet, demonstrative types too, so no one should complain about that. Haha. I just find it awkward to be like that with them.
After the recessional, the traditional picture taking took place. It would've been much more fun if we took pictures as a whole class, but we lacked time for that.
So, there. What else can I say? Graduation is an important part of one's life. Months ago, I thought my graduation day will be emotional. I thought I would be having problems with holding back my tears. But today, I didn't feel that emotional.
I don't know, I just felt like this wasn't the end. To be honest, I find it a bit unfortunate that our class isn't as solid as my brother's or sister's high school classes (we're divided into groups and though the groups are okay with each other, some of the groups are not that close as we just merged into one class this last year of high school). But still, I feel that we would all be seeing each other again in the future and talk like no time has passed between us. As what our class valedictorian had said, "Hindi 'paalam', kundi 'hanggang sa muli'" ("It's not 'farewell'; rather, 'until next time').
It was a good, fun four years of high school. I will surely bring with me all of the lessons I learned and all the memories I had. To everyone who were part of this exciting, memorable part of my life, thank you very much.
:)
We arrived at the venue around 2:15 pm. I thought we were going to be late, but fortunately we weren't. I didn't want to miss the processional march. Anyway, when we arrived, my classmates were still lining up. We took pictures while waiting outside the hall. It started around 2:30-2:45. The ceremony went by normally. Near the end, we all got up to sing the graduation song and another song which is supposed to be dedicated to our parents. Some of my classmates got emotional, and everyone hugged and kissed their parents except for me. Yeah I know, that made me look like a bad daughter, but hey, my parents are not the sweet, demonstrative types too, so no one should complain about that. Haha. I just find it awkward to be like that with them.
After the recessional, the traditional picture taking took place. It would've been much more fun if we took pictures as a whole class, but we lacked time for that.
So, there. What else can I say? Graduation is an important part of one's life. Months ago, I thought my graduation day will be emotional. I thought I would be having problems with holding back my tears. But today, I didn't feel that emotional.
I don't know, I just felt like this wasn't the end. To be honest, I find it a bit unfortunate that our class isn't as solid as my brother's or sister's high school classes (we're divided into groups and though the groups are okay with each other, some of the groups are not that close as we just merged into one class this last year of high school). But still, I feel that we would all be seeing each other again in the future and talk like no time has passed between us. As what our class valedictorian had said, "Hindi 'paalam', kundi 'hanggang sa muli'" ("It's not 'farewell'; rather, 'until next time').
It was a good, fun four years of high school. I will surely bring with me all of the lessons I learned and all the memories I had. To everyone who were part of this exciting, memorable part of my life, thank you very much.
:)
