“There is nothing permanent except change” said Heraclitus, a Greek philosopher. Indeed, I agree with him. Everything changes of every minute of every day. And as effect of this rule, my friends, the SMCM seniors of batch 06-07, have to graduate.
I have entered my third year in high school on June 6, 2006 as a terrified and excited little girl. I have come face to face with dozens of events, challenges, and choices. I had to surpass my being president, COCC applicant, sister, and friend. And here, through all I had to come through, I met the seniors. I can recall it all like it was just yesterday. Ate joy is comforting me on the ledge outside our room because I was crying with shock of the assignment I received from my officer. Kuya Franz and Kuya Emerson were making the whole of MMM laugh their hearts out. They tickle my funny bone even at Aling Baby’s Carinderia. Kuya James telling me how he became an MP boy and dancing with me at prom. Ate Pauline dividing the labor of collecting money from the members (She was treasurer. I was her assistant.). Getting Lorese to talk to Ate Kat. Reciting the Desiderata and the 11G.O. to Ate Marijie. Urging Kuya Edward to dance with the girl she likes during prom. Then there’s Kuya Joselle, calling me on the phone and telling me stories of himself. Kuya Arvin asking a COCC to buy me an ice cream. Kuya Angelo jokingly screaming while riding the Anchor’s Away (He screams when it isn’t frightening!). Kuya Go, Ate Alene & Kuya Paje smiling at me when we meet at the school’s corridors. Kuya Von’s silly remarks about the Cotillion choreographers. Ate Thrish talking to me for the first time ever at the Pandayan bookstore asking for a recollection letter. Kuya Cesar giving me his Senior Representative sash while I was almost crying(tears of joy, of course.). And hugging Kuya Mark at the Assumption building’s second floor landing when I haven’t even had a decent conversation with him before. And lots more people whom I acknowledge in some way.
They were part of my daily life last school year. I’d look for their face in a crowd. I look for their friendster accounts. I search for their company when no one else is around. But next school year, they won’t be their anymore. I won’t be able to meet them on the school corridors anymore. I won’t have Marians to call ‘Ate’ and ‘Kuya’. According to Kuya Franz, I’ll be the ‘Ate’ now.
It pains me to accept this because I don’t want them to go. But that’s the point of life… to move on. Sometimes, when you move on, you have to leave some people behind. I just wish that this isn’t that time. I want them to progress, yes, but I don’t want to be washed out of their lives.
Sooner or later, I have to walk the same path as them. I’ll have to move on and face another world, another life different from the one I am accustomed to. I will graduate too in approximately a year. I know one thing for sure for that new world, I’ll look back, and make sure that the wonderful life I lived is still a part of me.
Change is constant, I can never disagree with that. But that doesn’t mean you can’t do anything about it, does it?
I have entered my third year in high school on June 6, 2006 as a terrified and excited little girl. I have come face to face with dozens of events, challenges, and choices. I had to surpass my being president, COCC applicant, sister, and friend. And here, through all I had to come through, I met the seniors. I can recall it all like it was just yesterday. Ate joy is comforting me on the ledge outside our room because I was crying with shock of the assignment I received from my officer. Kuya Franz and Kuya Emerson were making the whole of MMM laugh their hearts out. They tickle my funny bone even at Aling Baby’s Carinderia. Kuya James telling me how he became an MP boy and dancing with me at prom. Ate Pauline dividing the labor of collecting money from the members (She was treasurer. I was her assistant.). Getting Lorese to talk to Ate Kat. Reciting the Desiderata and the 11G.O. to Ate Marijie. Urging Kuya Edward to dance with the girl she likes during prom. Then there’s Kuya Joselle, calling me on the phone and telling me stories of himself. Kuya Arvin asking a COCC to buy me an ice cream. Kuya Angelo jokingly screaming while riding the Anchor’s Away (He screams when it isn’t frightening!). Kuya Go, Ate Alene & Kuya Paje smiling at me when we meet at the school’s corridors. Kuya Von’s silly remarks about the Cotillion choreographers. Ate Thrish talking to me for the first time ever at the Pandayan bookstore asking for a recollection letter. Kuya Cesar giving me his Senior Representative sash while I was almost crying(tears of joy, of course.). And hugging Kuya Mark at the Assumption building’s second floor landing when I haven’t even had a decent conversation with him before. And lots more people whom I acknowledge in some way.
They were part of my daily life last school year. I’d look for their face in a crowd. I look for their friendster accounts. I search for their company when no one else is around. But next school year, they won’t be their anymore. I won’t be able to meet them on the school corridors anymore. I won’t have Marians to call ‘Ate’ and ‘Kuya’. According to Kuya Franz, I’ll be the ‘Ate’ now.
It pains me to accept this because I don’t want them to go. But that’s the point of life… to move on. Sometimes, when you move on, you have to leave some people behind. I just wish that this isn’t that time. I want them to progress, yes, but I don’t want to be washed out of their lives.
Sooner or later, I have to walk the same path as them. I’ll have to move on and face another world, another life different from the one I am accustomed to. I will graduate too in approximately a year. I know one thing for sure for that new world, I’ll look back, and make sure that the wonderful life I lived is still a part of me.
Change is constant, I can never disagree with that. But that doesn’t mean you can’t do anything about it, does it?
