Graduation Day was yesterday.

Yeah, I know. I'm going nostalgic again. Atheneum has been my home for, like, 4 solid years. Freshman, sophomore, junior, and senior years.

So, maybe I'll just tell you what happened last night in detail.

This last week, we did practice the graduation entrance and processes. The program was kinda flawed. I don't like the marching entrance. We were supposed to go through the crossed swords one pair by one pair. The swords should be lowered everytime someone passes, then raised again for the next pair. I just plain didn't like it.

Well, Attorney gave his usual end-of-the-year congratulations speech again. He kinda scolded us guys there, because there was only one male medalist in fourth year (*cough cough*me*cough cough"). I dunno, Attorney seems like a gender racist. Haha.

Then the valedictorians gave their speeches. Joyce was overly thorough with hers (way to go, Joyce!). Nice, emotional, and with special mention to CMG and TJ. Wahahaha!!! If ever you're reading this, JD, congratulations! You're worthy of being the valedictorian!!

Then, medalists of the nongraduating years got their time in the spotlight and received their medals. This was long, and we guys spent the time heckling the medalists as they go up the stage. We were like "yiii", and they were like, "Yehey!" and we reply "(insert someone's name here)!!".

Then, we got declared as graduates by Ms. Vidal and Ms. Del. Whoopee we go. Then the graduates are called one by one to the stage. The grade 6 pupils came first, so we had to wait more. I waited longer than the other guys, since the medalists go to the stage last. Of course, we also catcalled in these periods. Most of us did the "Bhebie" pose, but we all envied JM1. Details are confidential.

Then we sang our goodbye song. Well, actually, we didn't sing anymore. It was too emo (emo as in emotional, not emo as in suicidal). Most girls cried, and the guys and I just played the song. We didn't even know the lyrics!! We just hummed and let the six g's sing. Tears were shed, sweat beads were shed more, and feelings in proportions that could make Ron Weasley explode were everywhere.

Yup, there goes 4 years of memories flashing through our eyes. And so ends a chapter in the History Of The Warrior Of Farrellion. Now, my friends, I'm going to step into the yet unknown realm that highschoolers are wary of known as "college". The relationships we built will remain in our next step to greatness. CONGRATULATIONS, MY FELLOW GRADUATES OF ATHENEUM SENIOR CLASS OF S.Y. 2007-08. WE ROCK!!!!!!!

If you want to see the pictures, go to my Friendster profile and check the "graduation day" photo album.