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Saturday, December 03, 2005
its been amazing. *im quoting this line from someone's palanca.
yes, it has been amazing.
sometimes, at random points of the day i swear i can still smell the hot humid air of our caf. our caf. if i get lucky i might even here the constant bickering of those around me, whether it be about the consecuitve failure of math tests or about a certain teacher who happens to teach filipino, with a big mole covering her right eye (or was it the left?). but most of the time, im not so lucky. i content myself with the smell, the feel, the good ol' feel of highschool spirit. there's nothing more better, sometimes, than to just to be in that spur of moment, probably in our case, the pota-pare-magmamath-na-give-me-your-assignment-ill-finish-it-in-3minutes. it sometimes so exhilerating this, moment, its at this point in our lives that everything seems to stop, despite all external forces coniving against you, you feel nothing can go wrong, that in the next 3 minutes you're gonna accomplish what you need to do, that you dont have to worry whether the teacher's here or something like that, you're gonna make it.
the thrill is never gone. until today, i feel the same ecstaticness i felt the past 12 years of my life. waking up to the bright sun, then finding myself being bathed under the sun and walking to the same old concrete green and white structure we called "our second home." the door knob would always be cold, but the warmth of the people inside balance out the initial cold feel. (aww.)
i miss them guys. no conventional words documented can ever solidly describe my class. (aww again) now, who in the world would ever accept the word "bah." this "bah" word does go a long way, whether it be used to simply irritate one's seatmate or be used as a term of immense frustrtaion. "bah", founded by the once great Joel Sy (yes once, although he always is still great in our hearts. aww... or not.), or how can we forget the person who seemingly lacks a brain? or maybe the dude who thought the spelling of the "christmas" was "christmass"? no one can of course forget the gay tandem that used to lurk the back of the class, or even the skeleton that lingered on a dark cold corner. these are all unforgettable. truly, memories that will last a lifetime.
its so hard to end entires like this, because there's too much to say and maybe its just so hard to say it. but nonetheless, it has to end. and sadly, when everything supposedly ended on that faithful day on the twentieth of march, i felt no ending, no beginning, nothing. it only felt as if it would go on and on and on... but everything has to stop, at one point or another, and it did stop, yes it did. but sometimes what others don't know that it is still alive, and it is still going on and on and on... its amazing. its been amazing. my, our, 2nd family.
cheers!
"there is a wall that ruuuns right through me"- kreuzberg, bloc party
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