Alas or at last?
Last Thursday, we had our Commencement Exercises. We’re the seventh HS batch to graudate in our school. But before we had our Commencement Exercises, we had a thanksgiving mass last Tuesday to thank the Lord for guiding us along the way. Our graduation started at exactly four o’clock in the afternoon. Wherein I led the invocation after the porcession of the candidates for graduation. After which, the president of our school had her opening remarks, then followed by our valedictorian. I did not even care to listen. The awarding of certificates/medals followed. As you all know, I’m the First Honorable Mention of our batch. After I and my parents went down from the stage, we went up again to get my Loyalty Award. And again, we went up to the stage to get my other awards: Best in Mathematics, Best in Physics, Exemplary skills in written comunication (really?), Most dependable and reliable class officer (I can’t believe it), Ambassador of goodwill for having represented SLRCSS in the 2005 Division Schools Press Conference secondary level and having won 7th place in photojournalism, and Exemplary skills in desktop publishing and webpage design.
It’s only SLRCSS where I enrolled for the past 13 years. I don’t have an experience on transfering to another school and coping to the new environment. This is going to be the first time that I will have a new set of classmates. And I think I will have a hard time on coping witht the new ambiance when I officially stepped into college.
Obviously, our school is very young. I’m only a year older. I saw how our school grew. From a three-bedroom bungalow to a 3000+ square meters (yeah, it’s still small). And now, it’s PAASCU accredited. I was shocked when I heard this news. I did not expect that our school will be granted Level I status because I don’t find my teachers good enough.
Before the ceremonies ended, we sang Glowing Inside, Farewell and our senseless school hymn. Most of my classmates cried… but me… no! My adviser and some of our teachers are also crying. At long last we’re already HS graduates. But we still don’t have our diplomas. Stupid! They’ll give it during our cards out.
When we got home, there so many people. My grandparents, uncles, aunts, and even office mates of my parents — this is the first time that I felt that my parents are really proud of me. I was shocked because I found out that there’s a tarpaulin depicting my graduation picture. Yuck! But I’ll keeping it.
Uh, I suppose I shall call for a hiatus. But I’ll still be on line, I’ll do some tweaks here in my site. And I’ll make a new blog to know who’s not really reading! Haha!
