I have been so overwhelmed with all my college friends. I believed that the high school-is-the-best thought isn’t true, it is actually in college that you meet your truest friends.
Maybe. Maybe not.
I think I’ve just said that because, as I’ve said, I was overwhelmed. The fact that I got to study in UP for my degree, with the unique culture, very diverse people and all… it all somehow made me believe that my UP life is actually the best.
At some point, it really is. But I must not forget my high school years. There have been many best times within those four years, too.
I just finished watching Little Manhattan, and I was reminded of how wonderful things can be when you’re still young and everything’s just a start. It’s fun to know what you ought to do when something comes up, but it’s a little more fun to not to know, you get what I mean? It’s like, you discover things and make them work out, and when they do, it feels good. Especially when you’re still young. It’s like telling the world, “hey, did you see that? Even if I’m young I make things work out.”
It’s so different when you’re in college. Everybody expects you to make everything work out, and you can’t use ignorance as an excuse. Life’s really harder.
I really feel great whenver I think about my college friends. The lakan people, whom I’ve been with since my first sem in UP, my friends at the dorm and in the college…
Sometimes I do not think of my high school friends anymore, I often even say I don’t know them anymore, that so much has changed since we all last saw each other. But after watching the film… there’s this hidden desire to once again be with the people I spent four years in that old Laboratory High School building in BSU.
At the end of the film, the song In My Life just added to the feeling. That song we sang during our Seniors’ Ball… it has this nostalgic effect on me. I remembered the stupid quarrels with the “mean girls”, the rondalla practice, the PMT trainings, the usual tambays at ate dianne’s store and the oval, the old grandstand (now gone) and the “mini forest” (now a gasoline station) which became known as “the jungle” when we started spending time there (that means we were the “animals”, hehe), the teachers we make fun of, the monthly activities of the clubs, the pageants, programs at the gym, flag ceremonies, flag retreats, JS prom, bulletin boards contests (this brings out the creative side of all sections, and was a major bonding moment for the self-proclaimed artists of each class. *ehem ehem*), the belly corner, jorwees, boulevard, intrams, foundation week, periodical exams, the uniforms and id’s, and of course, the classmates you see everyday… I miss all these pala…
Trivia: I’ve never been to my former school since I graduated on April 03, 2002. why? I felt there’s no reason to go back there. My hs barkada isn’t there (there’s 5 of us in the group, 3 went to UP diliman, LB and Manila, 1 to UST and the other 1 to Regina), and some close friends also went to other schools.
I suddenly looked forward to the day some of us have set to be a mini reunion: February 05, 2012. it’ll be the same day we planned to meet, just 10 years after.
I hope they’d also remember.
Btw, here’s my favorite part of the song:
I know I’ll never ever lose affection
For people and things
I still can recall
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life
I love them all…
(for those I never get to be together again for long: eiselle, pong, eric, rj, arkaye, mimi, eva, wilmar, shao --- I miss you all.)