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Sunday, March 26, 2006

Is it over?
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Yup. It is over.
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That's it?
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That's it.
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Whaaat?
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What are you freaking out?
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But-but-but...
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But what?
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That was four years!
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Yeah. So?
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It passed by so quickly...
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That's quite contrary on what you said during those four years
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What did I say?
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You said you can't wait to see the day when everything is done, everything has come to pass, and everythin is just a fleeting memory.
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Oh yeah. I did say that. But that was for all the projects, assignments, thesis, practicum, yada-yada...
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Well, just like what you have hoped for. Everything was done. Everything did come to pass. Everything is now just a fleeting memory. Why the gloomy face and teary eyes?
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Well... "everything" is supposed to be just the projects and assignments and tests and all that... not really, EVERYTHING.
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Um... I don't get it.
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You see, in school life, there are these stressors such as the projects and tests and the likes. But there is a part of this life that I don't want to let go.
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And that is...?
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My friends. My classmates. The memories we shared together. All the fun and... just everything that I shared with them. My classmates themselves. I don't want to let go of them.
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Honey, school life is one big life. And there are two parts of it. Responsiblities as a student, and friends. These two comprise this big life. And each one cannot stand alone.
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Uhuh...
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If one has to go... both of them will go. You cannot let go of one and hold on to the other.
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That's very sad...
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It is really sad. Well, you have to move on. To another life. And besides, you are just letting go the mere presence of your friends. But the bond among you will never go. As long as you want, you can hold on to it. Tie it around your waist or all over your body.
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Yeah... it's like an elastic bond that will never break.
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Yup. Now, you go on with your different lives. Each has to take different paths. But though you are far from each other, all of you still remain connected with this elastic bond. it stretches beyond possibility. It defies distance.
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Can we still see each other?
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Of course. As long as that elastic bond remains, you will still see each other. Since it's elastic, it can never break. And moreover, both ends will always return to each other, no matter how far the distance between them.
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I see... now I understand. But it's still sad to know that I won't be able to see them everyday.
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Well, that's inevitable. Just be thankful for the bond that you have right now. Hold on tight to it. That's all that you've got to keep them.
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Para sa lahat ng aking mga blockmates... Sa muling pagkikita.

Siya nga pala, ito po yung letter na binigay natin sa psychology department. Narito po at inyong basahin. Pasensya na kung hindi na namin nahingi ang inyong opinion regarding this. Night before the baccalaureate na kasi nagawa ito. Well, here it goes...

To our Beloved Psych Professors…

It has been four years. And within those years, you have instilled in us knowledge about our field. You have taught us how to understand and accept people as who they are, and at the same time, how to understand and accept ourselves as who we are. As for the coming years, we will forever cherish the knowledge you have unselfishly shared to us, the memories you have made with us, and the chance you have given to us to know ourselves better and change whatever that is needed to be change in us. We know that you will have hundreds and hundreds of students to teach, to influence, and to treasure for the coming years. We will understand if you forget some of us 4C. But we know that deep down inside your subconscious, and mostly in the unconscious realm, our memories will forever be alive. But of course, it would be much better if you will not repress it.

Each time you fish out a candy from this cute candy jar and each time you eat on these pretty plates, we hope that it will trigger some memory of us in your busy minds—may it be funny, embarrassing, horrid, pleasant, or simply ordinary moments.

May God bless you with more wisdom, strength, and love. Always remember that we love you from the very bottom of our hypothalamus…

Your dear dynamic students,

4C-Psychology
Batch 2006

9:08 PM
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Thursday, March 09, 2006

This is it...
... this is the week that I have been daydreaming on last 2 weeks when everyone of us were head over heels in finishing our thesis, practicums, and stuff...

Sigh. Just like what we all have thought of. That "Saturday" shall come to pass somehow. And it did.

It did.

We're actually done with everything!!! :D Oh... I just can't believe it. I just can't believe it that now we are just looking behind the Saturday event. I can't believe that we're just reminiscing everything now...

Speaking of reminiscing. I have been quite sentimintal this week. Ha... just like what I did in my last day in my high school. Every contour, every tile, every feeling of walking down the corridors of the college of science, I make it sure that it gets recorded in my memory. One day, the moment of our stay in our college would only be a fleetng memory. So I make sure that for the next years, it would be still vivid in my mind as it has been in the past.

... the feeling of walking in the quiet corridor during classhours
... the feeling of making your way out of the crowd just right after classes
... the sight of the sunlight casting rays through the ancient windows and on the yellow-tiled floor
... and how it makes a long row of bright squares along the corridor floor
... the brown doors of the classroom
... the small three-digit number above them
... the sky-blue door of our department
... the sense of its high-class atmosphere
... the long tiring stairs up to the third floor
... much more up to the fourth floor

what else? There's so much more. I can't enumerate them all in here. But I know, that it's fresh in my mind. And it's there. I can just relive the feeling whenever I want to.

It has been four years.

Four years.

But is it long or short?

Maybe when it comes with requirements, quizzes, thesis, hard subjects, it is quite long.
But when it comes with friends, and the family that have been formed within the four corners of the classroom, four years is too short.

Right?

If you can only wish to have another four years... just to be with the class you have loved, you have laughed and cried with and no homeworks, no class, no requirements. Just us. If you can only wish...

But we have to go on. This is the final stop of our train. Some of us has to go down, transfer rides, different rides, and some have to stay and continue on with journey. We can't forever stay in one journey. We have to go on. We have our own paths. We have our own railroads.

But of course, that would not mean we have to forget each other. Just like the way I remember the details of our beloved 3rd floor, main building, I know, all of us would remember each other vividly as much as possible.

We can still reach each other. Thanks to technology. We can still stay in touch.

To my dear classmates, 4c psych. Congratulations! We did it.

And for those who still have to continue the journey, don't worry! We're still here. And if we have to ride the train again, we will try. But if we can't, we assure you that we will be there to meet you when you arrive at the final station. :D

Luv you guys. May you have God's abiding grace and guidance in your next train ride.

11:02 AM
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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Wednesday... 3 days before defense.
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Ano kaya ang mangyayari...?
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Yun lang ang naiisip ko ngayon...
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Saturday... Saturday...
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Sana dumaan nalang siya ng mabilis...

12:19 PM
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