This is the moment in my life when everything doesn’t seem normal.
I guess it’s because my high school journey has finally ended. Maybe it’s because I’m not used to doing nothing, because I’m used to doing tons of school stuff. Maybe it’s because I’m not used having so much free time.
Whatever the reason is, I sure am going to miss high school.
I’m going to miss the students in blue and white uniforms, chatting and walking around the school. I’m going to miss the feeling of getting really tired and sweaty, after climbing so many flights of stairs just to get to my classroom on 3rd floor. I’m going to miss how I would always arrive at school on time (and when I say on time, I mean 7:30, just the right time for a person not to be late) and how I would run to my classroom really fast because I wouldn’t want my classmates’ eyes on me when I enter the classroom, when class has already started.
Who would forget Corpus Christi’s cheering competitions? Definitely not me. I’ll forever remember the tears and smiles of me and my fellow batchmates, after winning the said competition for 2 consecutive years. I will always treasure the times when we were so tired we wanna give up, but did not.
I’ll miss Manang Guard who would always open the gates of the school for me when I go there at 9pm, so that I could wait for my dad to fetch me. I’ll miss how we would always talk about the most random things, from the school staff to burglars of our school. I’ll also miss the vendors in our school, from Manong Kwek Kwek to the lady who sells burgers.