With each step I take, a million memories in my mind start to compile into a movie that basically sums up my 4 years of being a high school student..strung into pictures of smiles and friendships as if stars being fathomed into constellations.
I realized, the alarm clocks that had been torturing me each morning, separating me from the warmness of my bed…the school works I had been cursing for the past few years.. the teachers I had been trying to get rid off.. the very things that made me cry are the very things I will miss the most.
Graduation is nearing. I feel like going through a break-up. A break-up with family. A break-up with Mariano Marcos State University.
The days are counting down as tears start to fall and as the pages of high school turns yellow.
Reader, I don’t think I’m strong enough to handle this break-up. I don’t think anyone is. But that just life..we’re never ready but it goes on anyway.