Just a Little Message From Me. :)

I really don't know what to call this thing. This wasn't a speech. Maybe more like my last letter for everyone.

I wouldn't deny the truth that I am still disappointed of how one of my minor subject grade turned out when we were in first year. It would be a lie if I say I didn't regret a thing. That was the one thing that I regret the most. If I hadn't been so naive, so careless, that wouldn't have happened. I should've been more hard working. I couldn't believe that little 2.25 messed up everything.

But now that I came to a realization that I could never change a thing anymore, I was trying to look beyond the grades. Beyond all the failed quizzes, average exams, silly projects, and one-night research works are the memories that would always be remembered.

Okay. I know I'm being a little dramatic here. I'm being emotional because in a matter of days, we're all having an officially "separated" lives. I think I'm more emotional right in this moment than in my other graduation days. This time, I wouldn't just have to change school, change teacher, change classmates, but there will be a change of worlds.

We hear it everyday. The world of business. That was a very common  cliche. But when I thoroughly thought about it, I'm really, really scared. Partly because I know I'm still too naive about having a real job and being a real employee. And the other part is because I don't know if I can carry on without the people I got used to being around.

But seriously, I would miss everyone. I would miss everything. There was a very special thing about this whole four years. It has been magical how we changed to the person we are today. It's magical how we were grouped together. The friendships that were built was so strong, it would surely last.

On Friday, we would be wearing our best clothes (under the black academic gown), the cap on our heads (hopefully not to mess our hairs). As we take a march to our seats, be in your best stand, keep your chin up. Nobody would care if they see us overflowing with pride and confidence. That would be our day. When you walk up that stage to receive the "diploma" and shake hands with those people on stage, raise that diploma up high in front of all the people and make sure to wear your best smile. Don't forget to take a picture, and show it to everyone who doubted you, who told you that you couldn't make it this far.

It's okay to feel like kings and queens. It's okay to feel like on top of the world. We've had 4 years of hard work and on Friday, it’s payback time. We're one step closer to our dreams.

One last thing. Just another stupid request from your class president. Don't forget about me. Don't forget about us. Don't forget about everything. Remember how we shared the moments that were now just fading memories.

Like what I said in my high school speech: "Take God as your inspiration, and you would have success as a realization of your dreams." No matter how much we struggled from the last 4 years or from all the years we've been in school, I know and I believe that life ahead is so much better. The future is so much brighter. Let's not be sad in parting ways, instead, let's all be glad and together let's celebrate a promising future that awaits us.

Good luck everyone. I will miss you all. Au revior.