This is a long overdue post for my
brother's reflection paper for his senior year in hig school but it didn't make
it on time obviously because it has been years since he graduated and i just
found this in my pending files.
Right now
i am bored and i am trying to keep myself awake after a dose of coffee
which is working the other way around. So i am just gonna share my
thoughts in here.
Here
goes...
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Attending
his high school graduation two years ago overwhelmed us both with excitement
and nostalgia. There were flashbacks of my high school days and upon writing
this one i again dig old memories at bay.
They say
High school never ends. Indeed.
High
school holds a very special part of our lives which is filled with memories worth
more than a million words. That is to me. It is a stage in someone's life
wherein they are molded and shaped greatly by the kind of peers they have.
Highschool is where you luckily find friends who'll be glued to your lives for
the rest of time so long as you care for them enough. Well, in some cases,
lucky are those who get to find friend/s that could last a lifetime during
grade school days but highschool is a totally different world. It is a world of
experiments. Of finding answers on your own. Of trying to unravel life and
one's purpose. Of learning how to be independent though you're totally not.
Highschool is the world of peers and memories. Sometimes or should i say
oftentimes during this stage, peers become family.
During
this time some get to experience their first love, first heartbreak. They learn
how to skip classes. How to go home late. How to do an assignment properly. How
to hate someone for making your highshcool life miserable. Haha. I was just
reminiscing. This is the stage of many First's. This is SPECIAL.
I
remember mine and i just laugh. I guess that is how you will always remember
the past? You will always end up laughing or smiling unless it is such a very
painful one.
Let me
share some...
I wanted
to make a research paper of my favourite artist. LOL. I cried because i felt
bullied when someone stole my handkerchief, threw glances and i love you's at
me, and when i unexpectedly received heart shaped pillows and other gifts during
Christmas events. Hahahaha. I was dramatic. I just didn't know how to tell my
mum i was being courted. Geeesh. (Now i feel embarassed.) I tried to be bold
but i was really shy. I was boyish because most of the time i felt secure to be
in my group of boy friends. We threw plastic bottles half filled with water at
each other during one of our classes. Sssssh. We almost went home soaked
because we tried to bathe each other inside the classroom when the teacher was
out. I got into one student teacher's nerve but we ended up being close
friends. I used to eat out with friends at Mcdonald's and go home before 10
even if mum already rang me a lot of times. I had silly fights with my best
friend and sat almost a chair apart like our arrangements during examination
day. I graduated ignoring and partly hating someone who was and became my
closest buddy when i entered college.
And so
much more.
It would
take me years to enumerate the crazy memories of high school. I could go on and
on and on.
I know i
am not the only one who feels like this about high school.
Back then
things seemed to last forever.
We didn't
actually care about the future.
What
mattered then was the present.
Life
wasn't so hard...
Wasn't
easy either.
But it
wasn't so bad.
And i
like how i spent those days.
-Nat
