The long yet short three years that we have finally gone through. These three years have been filled with smiles and frowns, sunny days and dreary cold rainy days, admittance and denials. Everything is colouring all the way that we probe.
We are now facing the final examinations to determine whether we are decent, after spending most of our days in school since 2007 to make our way through to senior years. This signs our last moments in junior high years. Let’s fight until the last drop of our sweat, last remaining strength to finish this storyline. All the hard-work and sweats paid off. At this point, it’s still barely clear in my head, the first days I was in amid of the brand new environment and society for me, in this school.
I have learnt so many good things that I will always remember to be applied as the guide for my life. One thing that I want myself to know, and everybody, as well, I do not regret any single thing to moving to this school. I feel a whole excitement and gratefulness to be here. I can be in the middle of fantastic people that make my days. From this moment on, I’m sure that I won’t forget y’all.
Whenever we are at the brink of the very last moment of any great journey, the picture, memory, and the prologue of the story are rushing into our head. They are undeniable, and can’t be prevented. That’s how the natural flow goes.
Back to the very first day of my schooldays in Santa Laurensia Junior High School. I was in 7a. The class with many new things to be learnt as a very good start of my life. I felt like being reborn, as I saw my life before was extremely different and it led me nowhere. From the moment I was in grade 7, I felt like this was the moment for me to change my whole life, and that’s why I’m happy to be here. Back then, it was the strangest and most awkward situation I have ever felt. That time, I was a total stranger with no one I knew. I just simply needed to push myself to get to know each other, better, at least. Yeah…
I remembered the first friends I had, Kevin, Ricky, Mike, Pepe, Chandra, DhiDhi, and the stories went on. At the first trial of being a stranger, being distinguished but not in the good way, I slightly lost my confidence and comfort a bit. However, I tried to get along with it, and I could finally quit the nightmares, my first and worst nightmare, ever. Well, I don’t want to blame you because of what you did that time, but it also taught me how to cope with new people and made me see myself better from a different way. The best way to learn is from experience, and the one that can make us learn even faster is friend, and so I want to determine all of you as my true friends. 🙂
Then, we briskly walked up to grade 8. I got other new friends. In my second year, it seemed that I could go along with the flow better than I used to in grade 7. Well, I had the capability to do it because of the past experience that I had. I knew more and more people that year — the most, I guess.
Finally, I arrived at grade 9, where the conclusion of this story will be made. We are at the last chapters of this story, but it doesn’t mean that our biggest story ends here. You should know that this is just the second edition out of tens edition, perhaps. By closing this sequel with the conclusion, it gives you a very wide chance to continue writing the next sequel. And you all have to do it. So, as we are approaching the very end, let’s do our best to make such a beautiful ending of this short journey. 🙂
I love you all.
Thank your for becoming such awesome friends to me. You all have taught me many lessons of life. The true meaning of friendship. The deep feeling of love. Thank you so much. I want to give all of you the highest and best courtesy to you. From this day on, let’s live our life better than yesterday. God Bless Us all.
7a – 8a – 9d = All Are Dazzling! –> Well, it sounds kinda awkward, though. LOL. 😛