MISS-ery

About 28 days (weekdays) from now, everything is going to change once more. Here we go again with my three-step program called: Accept. Change. Move on. Whatta week. Or shall I say, whatta school year? I was wrong back then - back in the first months of this school year. I said that sophomore year is and will be the worst. But that was just a feeling, an expression that I needed to express before I burst - definitely not a thought or a conclusion. Nothing I write in this blog is confirmed anyway that's why it's called Fictional Autobiography. But I guess you know that by now.

I don't know how to stay in touch during summers. But who really cares? Every thing's gonna change anyway, right? I don't know. I told you, I don't know what to think.

But, gawd, this school year's the best. I learned so many things from the smartest people I know and also from the "least" competent people I know (ouch! Hey, no offense please. That was a hyperbole). "People" and "Events" made this school year productive.

I learned so much, let me reiterate that. SO MUCH. I also grew up so much. I learned how to control my stupid heart. I learned how to control my big fat mouth. I learned how to psychoanalyze the word "how". I learned everything and much more.

That's why I'm gonna miss this school year so much. SO MUCH.

My heart is currently literally pulsating itself out. I don't know why I feel so nervous writing a post like this.

And here's my Miss List:

(Don't worry, it's not arranged in any particular order. Just random.)

I'm gonna miss calling Stephanie Garcia "sexy".

I'm gonna miss chatting with friends 'til 3 AM while balancing homework on the other hand.

I'm gonna miss Ms. Reginio's light-heartedness (I realize Filipino teachers REALLY ARE confidence-builders. Just like Ma'am Gabiane last year.)

I'm gonna miss having Filipino as a favorite subject (you never know, I might rekindle my love for English again next year)

I'm gonna miss Denise from my Chinese classes because she's gonna be graduating after said 28 days. SIGGGHHH!!!!

I'm gonna miss Guild meetings with Mr. Delos Reyes (Gosh. The Guild is something I feel so attached to. SO ATTACHED to. I cannot detach from it right away, I might die! And therefore I can say that: I love the guild. And once I love something, I won't be able to move on from it until some massive thing happens. SHOOT me.)

I'm gonna miss Miss Estacio's errr moodiness.

I'm gonna miss Mrs. Villaron so much more.

I'm gonna miss Snow White.

I'm gonna miss my "barkada" in Section A in Chinese.

I'm gonna miss hunting and chasing Mr. Someone with Cha, Camille and Bea.

I'm gonna miss Cha calling me "terror".

I'm gonna miss calling Cha ...uhmm...names that I rather not mention here.

I'm gonna miss asking for Kevin's technologically related advice nearly once a month. Talk about technological therapy.

I'm gonna miss laughing with II-5.

I'm gonna miss Mr. Blue the notebook.

I'm gonna miss not sleeping because of writing for articles for The Quest.

I'm gonna miss staying up late.

I'm gonna miss (oh gawd, an emo song is playing as I write this. That emo song will make me sappy..Eek don't let me cry! Damn tears) crying in school.

I'm gonna miss The Guild - how many times have I mentioned that?

I'm gonna miss the Seniors who have purposefully attached themselves to my life. I will never forget you, people!

I'm gonna miss my 3 stalkers: An old lady, a weird teenager and a kindergarten pupil. Go on, laugh!

I'm gonna miss hanging out in Ersao.

I'm gonna miss teasing Camille to someone she hates.

I'm gonna miss getting to know everyone.

I'm gonna miss Aileen even more. Crap.

I'm gonna miss "picnics" with Cha, Camille and Stephanie (Section A classmates again!)

I'm gonna miss therapy sessions with Jasmine and Eunice.

I'm gonna miss Bea's care-taking antics.

I'm gonna miss Snow White! Boo hoo! Her subject's the only subject I get 99's in. Hahaha. Gotta love Chinese History.

I'm gonna miss stalking.

I'm gonna miss self-actualizing.

I'm gonna miss Statistics.

I'm gonna miss Biology.

I'm gonna miss Elizableggtch (STAYING ALIVE, people!)

I'm gonna miss Rachelle even more.

I'm gonna miss the study periods.

I'm gonna miss the "Friendship Bond" that I used to teach my classmates during study periods.

I'm gonna miss teaching Andrew "limits". And his appreciation for my teaching it to him.

I'm gonna miss my Saturday sessions.

I'm gonna miss The Guild. Shoot. How many times have I mentioned that?

I'm gonna miss missing ANTM.

I'm gonna miss hating the world.

I'm gonna miss lingering around the faculty few minutes after Chinese dismissal.

I'm gonna miss writing posts for this blog...

...this isn't the end of my Miss List. There are still millions of stuff to pierce into that list. Just you wait. I need to cut this short now. But heck, wait for the others before this emo song kills me.