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It's been an awfully long time since I've gotten myself to blog. Anyways, time has flown so fast. We have about six more school days to go. I am still in complete awe by how fast everything went. I could still vividly remember my first day, my first friends, my first lessons, my first seatmates and everything else that made St. Elizabeth what it is today. Even though, I've been waiting for this moment since forever, I admit I'm really gonna miss Elizabeth and our fun times. This year has had its ups and downs but I'm really grateful for each and every moment. :)

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This is just a picture post. Today's Sunday, the 12th of the 12th month of the year. Practically 12 more days 'til we'll be merrymaking and festive all over again -- CHRISTMAS! Again, it's a Sunday. If you're a learner like me, you'd probably agree with me and be all lazy because the weekend sucked and tomorrow's another agonizing school day. Anyways, I'm just here to blog: only because I have nothing to do besides study, only because I'm too lazy to study, only because I need to do something productive to make me feel good for today. 

Lazy Sunday.

"There comes a moment when life's more than just a game, and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away."

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UNO. I know at some point, I may not be able to please everybody. It hurts when someone ignores you, does not see your worth, talks behind your back or lies to your face. People change. We all know that. But what if they've changed yet broke the little pieces of what remains of your friendship? Everyday, we meet different people. We gain and lose friends. We find meaning. If things don't go the way you planned, do you fight for them? Or do you just wait for fate to uncover itself? 

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DOS. Some people turn out be too outspoken, like you know them inside-out. They seem to always be there for you and ready to talk and listen while others are just there physically. She's there, she listens, yet she always fails to make you feel her worth. Is that normal? She also turns out to be insecure. Arrogant as it sounds, she limits herself to only herself. Is that for people to notice her or is it a flame that slowly kills her and fails to make even the least of life a pain for her?

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming, or the moment of truth in your lies.

Everything good has to come to an end. Six excruciating months ago, I, together with thirty-five others were dumped into brand new 'sanctuary' where we were gonna have to try to survive for the next ten months in. The first thing that hit me was the fact that I was separated from most of my friends from freshman year. It wasn't easy although it wasn't a first for me. I've been in the exact same situation when I was in sixth grade. I knew nothing about the familiar faces that surrounded me. It made me uncomfortable and uneasy but who would've thought that it turned out to be one of the best sections I've ever been in? Anyways, my point is you never know how amazingly wonderful something can turn out to be when you don't even give it a try. It has only been now that I've actually appreciated my section and my classmates. It all started last June, I remember the day when I began thinking of plays. It was the second day of school. Too early, I get it. I wanted to win so badly that I never pictured out how losing would feel. I'm a sour loser, I know. Perhaps not the best way to tell the body nor did any of my expectations come as planned, I got into little cat fights with my closest friends and everything as in EVERYTHING came to a stop. Then, around two months ago in October, I made up with those friends and we started to plan for our plays again. I still never imagined losing and it was far from what I expected. Everything came in perfectly with the help of our extra-extra efforts, things came in handy. Then auditions came, practices and the usual thing. I couldn't deny squabbles, quarrels and disagreements. Yes, I admit I was in one of them. It didn't feel good. It kept me apart from my classmates. I felt the same feeling I had months ago when I came into a fight with my other friends. But I'm not a fighter. This was a first for me. Fast forward two months... PLAY DAY. It was not how we expected it would end. Well, some of us still weren't in good terms. We had threats that some people would bail on us and the like. It wasn't as smooth sailing as we thought it would be but it kept us close. With the people we weren't in good terms with, we kept a comfortable distance. And the rest, you've changed me. Who can say that I've been changed for the better? Because I knew all of you, I have been changed for good. The only thing that keeps us together now is those three months of togetherness we spent. It's really been a fun ride. I've had the time of life really. Right now, whenever I think of what is left of my sophomore year, I can never fight the tears or hold the emotions. Elizabeth is etched within me, it, us and will forever be.