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High School Graduation



            
      " It has been thoroughly Four Years. Four years of learning new lessons, making mistakes, sharing amazing ideas, building dreams, seeing the horizon, taking chances and opportunities and partaking the gifts and talents I have. These things made my high school life extra ordinary. It has not just been a threshold of academic education but it has been an open gate for me to venture life out from my comfort zone. It has not just been a classroom where I may meet new classmates, good friends, and honored teachers but it has been a door for me to be acquainted with a lot of inspiring people, mentors, artists, leaders, writers, and good speakers who until now are here ready to help me as always. It has been a pretty journey too, which often offers me free seminars, workshops, training and even rides through in and out the province travel opportunities. Most of all it helped me developed and realized my passions and dreams. It has been my shelter for an early milestone that gives me each break to continue growing and learn new skills that I will carry to the uncertain journey that lies ahead. " - A.P

6 THINGS I WOULD SURELY MISS IN MY HS LIFE:

1. Priceless School Press Conferences: The Sessions, The Journey, The Laughter, The Moments.

Every now and then images of writer's block, rejections, weirdness during sessions, emotional moments with my younger sister, Marrian during our RSPC nights, instant happiness with our session mentor, prayers and guidance meeting with our younger aspirants, the discussions we had, the stories we tackled, the based press conferences and workshops, the heartily speeches of the guest speakers, the lessons learnt, the smooth ride of aspirants and writers whenever we had our sessions, the journalists'walk amidst the heat of the sun, the burnt out and haggard faces, the "horshey" experiences and all the Indeed Priceless activities and experiences we had during school press conferences, which, are all still fresh for me. ALL! and I couldn't even imagine, in just that one last step I had at our gymnasium's stage all of those would now be a memory and would soon be part of my history.

But of course, I would always be thankful I had this ever lasting experiences in my high school life, and I would surely never forget all of those, most especially the lessons it had left me as well as the excellence, the confidence to grow, the passion and the fire.

2. Attending our Creative Writing Classes

Being a creativer writer student under the banner of Special Program in the Arts was worth a choice!
Creative Writing Class has been a great factor of whom I am today and what I will become tomorrow. It has been a wonderful comfort zone throughout my last four years, an open door for growth, development and discovery.

I would surely miss our two-hour sessions a day, the things we do, the exhibits we make, the discussions we had, the writing sessions, the quizzes, the experiences from various teachers, the fun during groupings & Christmas parties and all stuff worthy for the laughter and the best of best random memories.

3. The Privilege of Being a Special Program in the Arts' Student

February has been one of my favorite months of the year in high school.  Not because we celebrate the very fame "Valentine's Day" during that season but because it  is the time of passion and fire that opens  creative juices and  blows blues away through Arts.

Being a part of the S.P.A  family has been a fun,  tortuous yet joyful ride. It doesn't only burst our passions within but it also strengthen our linkage through the world of  'Arts' and made us realize how wonderful & powerful it can be.

Through the S.P.A family I've been exposed to a lot of art activities and witnessed various astounded talents from different parts of the country, as well as I learned from it, I was also able to give back and share my talents through our literary exhibits during NAM ceremonies or during our recital days!

4. The Perks of Being a Campus Journalist, Editor-in-Chief and a Would Be Writer

Having been entrusted as the  Editor-in-Chief for the school year 2014-2015 was and still a dream come true.  It has been a tough journey yet it would always be a very worth it experience.  

Beating deadlines, maintaining homeostasis between my academic and my school paper (co-curricular) obligations, being open to all critics, managing group of would-be's and  hitting two birds at the same time experiences have been a real struggle for me during high school though it has never been that heavy burden to carry.  

'Cause as I carry the struggle on the left side, I also carry love on my right side. Love for the school paper, and  love for all perks it has given me. 

5. The Feels inside The Boholenian Office

The Boholenian Office where I often stayed, learned, and grown was built since year 1905 (if I am not mistaken). It is located upstairs of our school library surrounded by four more offices which were left uninhabited since decades ago, therefore The Boholenian Office  was the single office which remained  inhabited and strong  up until this very day.  Maybe, that is why the feels is no more new to us.

The Feels that only The Boholenian staffs and other personalities that have been staying there can understand...

 The traditional mystical air and weird scenarios that we often feel in some of the oldest built houses. That's the way how I describe the feels there in our office too! That only few can relate to.
(But yes, I would still surely miss those weirdness stuff The Boholenian made me feel.. Those scariest and funny moments we had inside the office would surely be a remarkable one.)

6. The Ideas within the circle of my younger sisters in school.


The Journey to High School doesn't only offers us lessons to be learned, worthy experiences but it also acquaint us to new friends and special ones whom to share ideas with. That's where my friends and younger sisters belong with. I would surely miss our chitchats and discussions.

(These, were just the top six things, I would surely miss in my HS Life) :)

"I would never forget my high school life, because it has always been a diamond in the rough experience. "- A.P. 



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