Pause, Rewind, Replay: The Finale

March 23, Saturday: Graduation

Graduation CollageAside from the Lord, here is my family, whom I am glad to have celebrated this day with for they are the people who have been with me, every step of the way. :’)

Graduation — I never thought this day would arrive this soon. But it did and it has passed. Truth is, I considered this day to begin only when I started preparing for the event. I wore my dress, had my mom and I put on my make-up, and go to school. It was late afternoon when we arrived, with enough time to have graduation photos taken. After a while, all of the students were asked to go to the assembly area while parents and other guests were asked to proceed to their respective seats.

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The awkward turtle that learned to fly

First Day of Nursery School

Here I am, on my first day of school ever. My mom took this picture to commemorate this historic day of my life. Look at me though. I was not even smiling. I looked like an awkward turtle, quite unsure of what will happen inside that blue gate. I clutched my lunchbox with both hands as I looked at my mom. I was not scared but I was curious. She kissed me before I went inside and then she left.

I was just three years old at that time. Soon enough, I got to enjoy this place called school because I made new friends, learned new things, and played a lot. I even got the Most Helpful Award for always picking up the toys after playtime.

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Pause, Rewind, Replay

Flashback: (n) a past incident recurring vividly in the mind

Days before graduation.

March 2, Saturday: Pabaon

March 2: Pabaon (c) S. Buyco

Classes were already over and finals week was finished for us, graduating seniors. We still had to go to school though for our Pabaon, a senior’s send-off program where various speakers bade us their final wishes and hopes for us such as the legendary Fr. Dacanay and the awesome Dean Rudy Ang, among others. Videos of batchmates, teachers, and staff were shown, making me teary-eyed at some point. There were even post cards where we could write our thank yous to those who have made our college lives even more wonderful, be it a friend, a professor, or a non-teaching personnel. It was a sweet way of sending us off into the real world.

It was a two-week break after which were spent for rest, reflection, and visits to different malls around the metro, trying to find the dress for graduation. Throw in a bit of org work and Adobe Photoshop before my brother broke the LCD of the laptop I was currently using plus going to school on some days for a lunch date or errand, among others. Continue reading “Pause, Rewind, Replay”

On Graduation Dresses and Being a Woman

My day began with me opening my laptop and checking the Internet for ideas on what to wear for my college graduation. I was still lost as a duckling, without any clear idea of what dress fits the occasion. I was present during last year’s graduation as I volunteered to hand out the diplomas to the 2012 graduates. Underneath their academic regalias were party dresses — strappy, tube, or bare back, among others. I, on the other hand, did not mind if the dress only had small straps but I was still more inclined to having it look prim and proper, more Duchess Kate, more Queen Rania Al Abdullah, more classic.
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Before I Forget: A Photowalk

March 04, 2013 — One of my last days in the Ateneo spent on this photowalk, one of those things I listed down on my imaginary bucket list before I graduate. With simply a point-and shoot digital camera and noob photography skills, I went around on my own for a while. I find my university really beautiful and I have made a lot of amazing memories here. So I wanted to do this, before I forget.

College ChapelIn the College Chapel where I began after a short prayer of gratitude.

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Light Conversations

To converse with someone ever so lightly and without any particular aim was quite lovely. That is perhaps what I enjoyed the most when I chance upon my former professor in Political Science last Wednesday afternoon. It was his humor and antics that had kept me laughing heartily half the time while I shared my stories and listened to his. It was his openness that made me feel quite at ease in opening up as well. 

There really is that beauty (for lack of a better word) in talking to someone who is not quite new but not quite a part of my regular and familiar circle. It was good to hear a new perspective from someone who is older and from a professor at that. I now see what my aunt has been telling me long before: That professors do not always have to be professors only for they could also be friends. With more experience and wisdom, one could learn a thing or two (or even more) from them.

Yes, talking to him that day was light and easy.

Like a breath of fresh air.

Frankly, I need rest

During my sophomore year in college (wow, the way I say it seems like it’s been so long ago when I’m simply in my junior year now.  Ha!), I painted this on my very eco-friendly bag called katsa to support the environmental organization of my school. My friend was a member so together, we designed our bags. She actually outlined the letters for me first and then I began to paint the whole bag blue except for the letters. Then I placed yellow stars which were not so bright because I painted them over the blue background. 

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