0411

Closed rooms, empty halls
No more music heard through these walls
Corridors owned by the silence
No more footsteps from noisy students
The white walls are cold
Classes the rooms no longer hold
The brick walls are hushed
No more tales to spill with each touch
I still see people playing
Their voices, in my ears, still ringing
But the images are vague, the sound faint
A nostalgic rush brought about by a trip down memory lane


--had the urge to write this down when I visited Pisay last April 11.ü--

Beige and Checkers

I can't believe that I'd end up missing the one thing I kept complaining about. I really thought our school uniform sucked. Instead of the usual white blouse, we have a beige one. And due to the hundred shades of beige, the color of our tops aren't standardized. As for our skirts, when other schools have blues, greens, and reds, our institution decides on something that's a cross between orange and brown. And it's checkered. It practically looks like a table cloth you find in sidewalk eateries. Some batchmates even claimed to have seen SM employees using the same cloth as a rag. Ain't that grand? It makes us stand out in the sea of students. And come to think of it, not everyone knows what school this uniform belongs to. I complained about our uniform lots of times. It felt weird to walk around the mall in my skirt.

But now that I know I won't be wearing the ugly (sorry, Pisay) uniform, I kinda miss it. Hey, I remember a lot of weird and wacky moments with people in the same outfit. My uniform just simply hangs in my closet. I didn't even get to rip and cut my uniform. J6 and I planned to go harajuku at the end of our fourth year during our graduation party. But, the Ethereals had no grad party and we didn't get to destroy our uniforms. How sad. But, what the heck.

Now, I'm just wondering what to do with my five sets of uniform. I wouldn't want to burn them. Haha! Hey, I'm a proud Pisayan! I mean, a proud Pisay alumnus. God, I feel old.

So, to you current Pisayans, or should I say Phisciers, wear your uniform proud. You'll miss that after graduation day. ;)

Bye Bye, Sweet Sixteen

I'm turning 17 tomorrow. It's my last day as a 16-year-old today. I remember a post I made a year ago before turning 16 (check it out) and it reflected such anticipaton, excitement, and naivity. I really wanted to be someone at 16. I wanted my life as a 16-year-old to be so cool. And it was.ü

Being 16 wasn't the happiest moment of my life. My life was complicated still. But what made it meaningful was the way I led my life. I didn't go through my days doing things because they were right. I did what I did because they made me feel good and happy. I have done a lot of really bad stuff (You, dear reader, may only know half of the story). I told myself that when I'm 16, I'll try things I've never done before just out of curiosity and for the heck of it. I did. It was ok. It wasn't very exciting but it was fun.

At 16, i stumbled and scratched myself. I have cried. I became slightly depressed. I became emo once again. I learned to shut people out and keep my heartaches to myself. Then I ended up not knowing who to trust. I was left unhappy and disappointed. I went through many things. I have hurt and been hurt. Well, I deserved to get hurt, anyway. It wasn't until the later months of my 16th year that I learned how to be truly happy. I learned to apply a simple life lesson at 16. How stupid is that? I wished I learned it earlier. But, now, I don't mind because I always tell myself that everything happens for a reason. If those awful things didn't happen, I wouldn't be where I am at this moment.

I'll be 17 in less than 24 hours and I feel sad to know that I have to leave my 16th year, a very memorable, beautiful, and bittersweet year. But, at least I'm leaving it as a whole person, complete and happy. I turned 16 and was quite disoriented and incomplete. I wanted to be happy. And thank God, I learned to be happy before I grew older. I learned that you could not find true happiness and love from someone else. You have to find it within yourself, the people around you are just there to share your love and happiness with.ü How simple can that lesson get?!

So, goodbye high school and goodbye sweet sixteen. Mwah!