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Last March 20, 2009 (Friday),  was a day full of mixed emotions combined with liters of tears and laughter. Finally, the long sleepless nights of arduous work and pressure had culminated.Before I get in to the drama, I would like to narrate first my series of unfortunate events during that special day.

We, the graduates, were expected at the High School grounds at 3:30 PM for the processional march going to the covered court and we have to be there early or else…(If u know what I mean) Our processional march was said to be a dramatic one- a momentous one but unluckily for me, I didn’t feel that ”glorious/ dramatic feeling” because I was “almost” late. Instead, I felt terrified and bad tripped. I was half prepared then that was why my pic was taken with my grad. cap not properly fitted and everytime I look at that picture, I feel so disgusted. Second, I didn’t like my hairdo that day but what else can I do? I got short of time that was why there was no way for me to change it .Third, I didn’t like my graduation shoes because they didn’t fit me well and the heels where not that high. I liked my first bought pair of shoes but unfortunately, they were so tight on my feet that they swell. Therefore, I’ve settled on the second best. After the mass, we (the graduates) marched again towards the high school grounds for a 15-minute break. I signaled my parents to go there because I wanted to have my pictures taken with my classmates and friends in toga but they didn’t come. I was really furious that time because I knew that that would be the “last” opportunity for me to have our pictures taken with everybody and they just blew it. Well, I guess there was no one to blame but me because I haven’t told my parents what they were expected to do because I didn’t know how to tell it to them or I think I was just too lazy to tell them what to do. My bad- again. To make matters worse, my corsage got lost! Thank God ninang was there to find me another corsage or else I would have gotten crazy! During our processional march way back to GCC for the graduation rites, I finally felt the “dramatic feeling”…c; Unfortunately, my ate didn’t capture the perfect shot! I was fuming again but as I thought things over, I realized that I still have to be thankful because someone was there to support me. 

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My eyes were teary during our processional march as I listened to the beat of the accompaniment. It was so solemn- so breathtaking! Everyone’s eyes were on us. Cameras and videocams were focused on us as we passed our way through. It was indeed our night! When the time came for me to receive my diploma, I beamed with pride and joy because finally- I’ve made it! My 4 years of hardwork in high school has been finally paid off. Those 4 years of struggle were actually not easy. I had faced a lot of difficulties in so many aspects. I felt vulnerability in every way but I have chosen to be bold because if I had let my weaknesses get in the way- I wouldn’ t have graduated. I’m proud to say that I’ve learned a lot here in high school. I’ve learned to be self-reliant and to be brave. I’ve learned to stand on my own and not to depend always on my parents. I’ve learned how to take risks and make failures work for me. Most of all, I’ve realized that someday my dearest friends and I must part our own separate ways to widen more our horizons in life and grow more- and that day was last March 20. I thought I have prepared myself already but still I’ve found myself weak. Deep inside me, I’m still longing for another class day, another day to feel what it feels like being a high school student again- so carefree of the world and so full of high spirits but sad to say I’m no longer a high school student anymore. What truly is great in high school is the experience! And the experience explains it all.

My diploma surely is a testament to all of the sacrifices I’ve made and everything that I’ve done just to get myself this far. It was glorious and it was a milestone! I hope I have made my parents proud and  well I’m sure they are. It was so inevitable for me to cry because I’m extremely emotional. As Saffy was reading her valedictory speech, I was silently crying in my seat and carefully wiping my tears. When we pledged our loyalty to the school and sang our graduation song, I was crying hard- it was awful. When my parents and I finally met, I had a downpour of emotions. I cried a lot. It really was a dramatic night!

It’s still awkward for me to think that I’m no longer a high school student anymore. The thought of being in college is still a nightmare for me whenever I think of it. However, no matter how much fear and doubt I feel inside, I know I have to discern more about my future because it is there where I am going- not backwards. I just hope to find myself in a place where I’m supposed to be. A place where I can widen more my horizons and gain more knowledge that will enable me to conquer future difficulties ahead. There is still a long and winding road waiting for me and I’m hoping that I would pass that road safely and victoriously.

 To the batch 2009, May every wish and dream within our hearts come true. God bless us all!