Rain on the highway
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Saturday, June 22, 2013
23/52 + 24/52
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| Eye see you |
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Thoughts: New school year, new me?
Buying school supplies, knowing your sections, wearing your uniform again after ages. Yup, school's starting again. I've got to admit, I'm scared. I'm scared that this year would be different, for the bad.
This time last year, I read my class list. I could only count on my two hands the people I went along with. After 10 months, I can say that I have no problem whatsoever with most of my class. I took my first steps in the high school and the year was pretty great. I did things I never expected to do. I was the batch muse, I was a class officer, I actually reached my goal and made it to the top 10 of my batch. Cool thing was, on the first day, I wrote on the "recognition rites" box: "goal, top 10" and I did make it. I remember every first I did with my class. I remember our tour around the campus, I remember entering our classroom for the first time, and I remember our first homeroom meeting with our adviser Mrs. Saddul. She was more like a mother to us, really. We miss you.
Now, I'm scared that this year's fun wouldn't amount to last year's. I was so happy to be greeted by ALL of my former classmates as I went to the first day assembly. It was really great, our section was the only section that got together and caught up, we could talk to anybody in the class, that was how united we were. I mean yeah, I'm okay with my classmates and some teachers, but I still feel like something's missing. I don't know if I'll ever feel so welcome. I don't know if I can be the person I was last year all over again. I mean, I can change, right? This year, I want to do much better. I aim to make my parents and Mrs. Saddul proud, I aim to be part of the top five and am possibly thinking of running for batch rep. Problem is, I don't have the nerve and enough trust for myself. I'm scared that if I lose, I won't be an officer either, making me nothing. I'm scared that I'd fail my batch, or I'd be hated by them. I'm scared that I won't be able to meet expectations. I don't know, let's just say that whatever happens this year happens and I must cherish the 204 school days I have left.
BRING IT ON, 8TH GRADE.
This time last year, I read my class list. I could only count on my two hands the people I went along with. After 10 months, I can say that I have no problem whatsoever with most of my class. I took my first steps in the high school and the year was pretty great. I did things I never expected to do. I was the batch muse, I was a class officer, I actually reached my goal and made it to the top 10 of my batch. Cool thing was, on the first day, I wrote on the "recognition rites" box: "goal, top 10" and I did make it. I remember every first I did with my class. I remember our tour around the campus, I remember entering our classroom for the first time, and I remember our first homeroom meeting with our adviser Mrs. Saddul. She was more like a mother to us, really. We miss you.
Now, I'm scared that this year's fun wouldn't amount to last year's. I was so happy to be greeted by ALL of my former classmates as I went to the first day assembly. It was really great, our section was the only section that got together and caught up, we could talk to anybody in the class, that was how united we were. I mean yeah, I'm okay with my classmates and some teachers, but I still feel like something's missing. I don't know if I'll ever feel so welcome. I don't know if I can be the person I was last year all over again. I mean, I can change, right? This year, I want to do much better. I aim to make my parents and Mrs. Saddul proud, I aim to be part of the top five and am possibly thinking of running for batch rep. Problem is, I don't have the nerve and enough trust for myself. I'm scared that if I lose, I won't be an officer either, making me nothing. I'm scared that I'd fail my batch, or I'd be hated by them. I'm scared that I won't be able to meet expectations. I don't know, let's just say that whatever happens this year happens and I must cherish the 204 school days I have left.
BRING IT ON, 8TH GRADE.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Summer 2013
Summer's almost ending, seasons are changing, but let's remember the good times.
(Sneak peak for the next post)
Friday, June 7, 2013
22/52
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Highlights:Shakey's V-League Season 10
Family, pizza and more what a perfect store, let's all go to Shakeeeeeeeey's
(Yup even the very annoying jingle is still stuck in my head)
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Down in the Meadow
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