"A friend is a gift you give yourself."
For every friend that I lean on to, there were gifts that I've received and that was happiness and love. I asked myself, "what if I was in college?, was there any people in college that I can be with?". Here, I realized that friendship have hardest parts in their life.
I remember that time when I was in Chevalier School, with my former classmates, they always teach me how friendships last. Because of my immaturity, I was not able to follow what they've said. Instead of being others-centered, I always think of myself, in every problem they've been through. No wonders I am mortified by my classmates last time.
Here, I realized that my friends were correct, I was so boastfui at that time, I was not been able to say "sorry" to them and to say "thank you" to them. Even they teased me that I was an immatured person.
Then the next 3 consecutive years, when I was in IPSA then, same attitude as I was in Chevalier School. Same immaturity that I treated to my classmates there. I knew this situation could be worse because what I did to them. Like in CAT, I was kind of moody then, I tried to be quiet, so that they would realize what they did to me. From lonesomeness to confrontations and conversations, I talked to my classmates who were both mad at me and close to me so that I knew what seemed to be the problem.
And there, it end all our conversations. From conversations to realization, until then, I thought that I did to them was correct, but it end up to nothing. "Why I should face the truth and seek faith to God?". I succeed after the situation. But there's still missing..
Where are my friends? They lose their trust in me because of what I did before. But now, I changed my attitude because I found them all in one roof.
The SENIORSPEDS, they were the ones who completed me. They were the ones who kept me strong and more confident. And take note, they were the gifts of God. Without them, I am nothing.
Oh no, up to now, I still have a "senioritis". I can barely sleep or eat, depressed because I miss them a lot. :]
I remember that time when I was in Chevalier School, with my former classmates, they always teach me how friendships last. Because of my immaturity, I was not able to follow what they've said. Instead of being others-centered, I always think of myself, in every problem they've been through. No wonders I am mortified by my classmates last time.
Here, I realized that my friends were correct, I was so boastfui at that time, I was not been able to say "sorry" to them and to say "thank you" to them. Even they teased me that I was an immatured person.
Then the next 3 consecutive years, when I was in IPSA then, same attitude as I was in Chevalier School. Same immaturity that I treated to my classmates there. I knew this situation could be worse because what I did to them. Like in CAT, I was kind of moody then, I tried to be quiet, so that they would realize what they did to me. From lonesomeness to confrontations and conversations, I talked to my classmates who were both mad at me and close to me so that I knew what seemed to be the problem.
And there, it end all our conversations. From conversations to realization, until then, I thought that I did to them was correct, but it end up to nothing. "Why I should face the truth and seek faith to God?". I succeed after the situation. But there's still missing..
Where are my friends? They lose their trust in me because of what I did before. But now, I changed my attitude because I found them all in one roof.
The SENIORSPEDS, they were the ones who completed me. They were the ones who kept me strong and more confident. And take note, they were the gifts of God. Without them, I am nothing.
Oh no, up to now, I still have a "senioritis". I can barely sleep or eat, depressed because I miss them a lot. :]
re-paint my orange sky
squeeze it out and I'll
"keep it all together"
hold it in forever. :(
squeeze it out and I'll
"keep it all together"
hold it in forever. :(
SPEDS. "kita-kits tayo sa Pinas", WAIT FOR ME..
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