Spilled Ink

The day is nearly over, and so is my very first year as a freshman in Pisay. The year 2010 also marks my brother's graduation and eventual college education in Manila, my parents and baby brother moving on to Saudi Arabia for a minimum of six months, leaving me alone with my grandmother.

But let us not go on to the end of the world.

The 16th of March began late, by our standards anyway. My brother and I woke at 7:30, resulting with us having to go to school in a taxi because my mother had to do other things. Clearances were signed with sleepy breaks in between. Most action would probably happen tomorrow.

The scholarship meeting was held today. For the first time in my high school life, I didn't worry. I simply went about the institution with the detached air of someone who doesn't need to pay too much attention to her grades but rather, she enjoys whatever is in store for her.

I've missed that feeling for quite some time now. That feeling where everything matters, just not why. And though there were some problems like having to return my report card tomorrow, finishing up a few requirements like the movie for Computer Science and replacing the beaker I'd shattered two months ago for SRA, it was pretty fine. Instant pancit, halo-halo and shake all around, just appreciating what I had for the moment.

Both time and life go by so fast; sometimes we ourselves have to give in to every ebb and every changing tide and trust that it will bring us to the shores we wish to reach, the places we dream to travel.

I have a new policy now: Once I've committed to do something, I will never regret it, nor will I give up on it.

This optimism has carried me through the day until wonderful news fell upon my ears: Still being a DL for the fourth and last quarter, with my GWA rising to an astronomical 1.21, equating to a single conclusion: the fulfillment of my father's promise to buy me a Corby. There are eleven of us now in the Director's List, though two of them had dropped out (one due to the fact that she was absent for two weeks with chicken pox so she missed a lot, and another who couldn't get back in after dropping from the list last quarter) and another's average had lowered, though she was still in the range, but all the same, it was quite an achievement for us.

The results:

Me --- 1.21
Christine --- 1.24
Andre --- 1.32
Joahnna --- 1.33
Loui --- 1.35
Sofia --- 1.37
Meloh --- 1.37
Lainly --- 1.38
Karla --- 1.48
Aya --- 1.48
Bernie --- 1.49

If only I could shake off my nostalgia and sadness at the fact that we would have to be resectioned next year, and that we would have to say goodbye to the fourth years. They were quite a talented bunch. I don't know if the juniors are up to shouldering this new responsibility of being the seniors, but I do hope they live up to everyone's expectations.

The clock is ticking and now I bid adieu, for I must sleep.