It's official...

I'm an actual high school graduate. WUUUUUUT.
Good thing was,  I wasn't that nervous *insert sarcastic laugh here*, downside, it's kinda...sad. When grad was about to end,  I *sniff* cried. I'm one of the few who actually cried. I don't know why I cried. I know we'll still see each other during our college lives, but it's still different. We won't see each other almost everyday, complain about stuff, you know, typical classroom antics. I can't imagine a school year without them because I've been with most of them for a long, long, loooooong time.  We have this bond that keeps us together, through thick and thin, good and bad, salty and spicy. We may have our fights, but we overcome them because of this bond. THEY'RE MY FRIENDS, MY SECOND FAMILY, AND WE LOVE EACH OTHER (or is it just me?)

And so you could hate our school more, WE DON'T HAVE TOGAS.

So let me summarize my graduation last night:
Graduation March, Proclamation of Graduates, yadi-yada, then awarding and speech time. Our school sucks (like you didn't know that), each and every one of us has to have our own speeches. At first, I wasn't that nervous because my surname starts with "S until I realized I was next. (kdsjfkdsbgfkjdsgkjddgdfkj <-- my mind during panic mode) Surprisingly, when I got on stage, I wasn't nervous. But I did ad lib my speech since I forgot most of it. (A kid with Alzheimer. JUST KIDDING. ) I also hated my strap (in my dress) because it keeps falling off my shoulder. Stupid strap. After everyone had their speeches, it was time to sing our Alma Matter song. T'was kinda funny, no one was actually singing it joyfully. Then, we have... ten-tenenen... a Graduation Program. (Yay for our school... *straight face*) The boys danced, then we danced. FUN FACT: I was dancing like a rock. I didn't move much. I don't need to show my awesome dance skills to everyone *sarcastic laugh* mehehehe. Next up was a song from our band (they're very awesome, sound system wasn't). Then, we sang our composed song. Wait, correction, THEY sang the composed song, me and a very awesome classmate played the violin. The bad part was... WE PLAYED IN FRONT, and not beside the band. I just don't like playing in front of a lot of people, okay? After that, the tears started building up, then boom, I was crying. One look at their happy faces, it was just so beautiful. Everyone was hugging, picture-taking by the time the program ended. I wish I hugged them all, but I didn't. (DUH..)


"High school's the best, enjoy it, live it."

PS: I wish him best luck next school year.

SENIORS 2012 FOREVER AND EVER.

The day has finally come.

Tomorrow's our graduation. LIKE SERIOUSLY, TIME FLIES SO FAST. I remember the times where I first started in highschool, I was like "4 years is long enough, I can manage that." But now, I'm starting to regret what I said that day. Honestly, a few weeks ago, I didn't care about graduation. I was like chillin' and stuff. I wasn't sad, happy, but I was hungry. Heck, I wasn't even excited. I only felt the tension of graduation last night. It's gonna be hard leaving my friends, but the school can set itself on fire because I couldn't care less.

I've spent almost 12 years in that hell, oh, I mean school. I grew up there. I did almost all my "first's" there. My first speech, first fight, first crush, first ugly bitchass friend who happens to be very friendly, and many more. I can still remember the time, back in 2nd grade, I felt so badass because I brought my phone to school, even if we weren't allowed to. When the teacher caught me, I told her that I accidentally threw it inside my bag, then I cried. I was so hardcore back in the day. Good times, good times.

It's kind of hard to believe, but I was quiet back in the day too. I don't know, maybe I wasn't the talkative type, but I'm as childish as I was back then. I'm not smart too, just globe (If you don't laugh, bleh) Judge me, idgaf...that much.

I just feel like reminiscing.
Well, see ya.

PS: I'm writing this post using my iPhone. I'm as lazy as can be.