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Those were the days

Thursday, February 13, 2003

I miss my high school life. I miss those times when im still free from all the burdens of what we call responsibility. When i could still be with my barkada sharing our dreams, jokes, and tears. All those nonsense squabbling in the class over some guy who doesn't even care.

I miss the times when assignment seemed to a big deal for me and exams are to die for. I miss the feeling of being with my friends,and yes, even the feeling of being with my classmates who never knows anything more than hit me behind my back.

but then, those days were long gone now, far away and unreachable. I could only look back and sigh.

I was never given the chance when i was in high school. Back then, nobody believed in me. Well perhaps with the exception of three teachers. My adviser Mr. villaluz, Sir taquiso and Ms. Gonzales seemed to be the only people who really believed that i can do something. They never fail to encourage me and guide me along the way. looking back, i know i will never be what i am now without them.

When i graduated i promised myself that i will prove to those people that i too have my worth. When i enrolled in college i make sure that my grades never plunges below the cut off. i joined the school paper and works hard to prove to everybody that i am worthy of praise too.

Gone are the days when i am nobody. Gone are the days when my father's family would look down at me with disgust. Gone…all thosedays are gone because now I am facing a much brighter future. Its not without struggle, but i can make it.

Yes, despite of the feelings of slight regret and melancholy, i am thankful that those days were gone. That they had passed and will never come my way again. I wont forget the sweet memories i have of my high school life… and those lessons i learned from it.

Posted by journalist at 7:55 am | permalink | comments[15]

In my life, a lot of things remain unsaid.
In my life, a lot of emotions remain unexpressed.
And this is where they all go. And this is what they all become. Junks in Cyberspace.

Netizens

So what about?

Wonder what it mean?

Sagbot- a hiligaynon term meaning "kalat" or trash. May also refer to weeds.

Why? Because most of the posts in my blogs (yes, not just this one) contains rants and ravings--junks of my life.

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I started this blog in 2006, my first official blog outside social networks. The title of this blog was different then. The writing was even more different.

I had neglected this blog for more than a year now. I would post something from time to time but never really updated it. And now I am trying my best to ressurect this blog and hoping that I could somehow import my other blog here.

I started this blog when I was 17, and three years after I am now in the cross roads of my life. And this blog will be one of the silent witnesses of the ups and downs of my life.

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