Memories

Yes, I know I said "no pictures" but this is important to me, so I saved it from my old blog. If you would check out the reference link, it was originally posted in 2010, making it actually kind of old. It just happened to be an important blog post so I decided to include it here. It's kind of cheesy actually, but hey! that's what old people do, do cheesy stuff. So, get over it already. 

A re-post from http://kimmyschemy.info/2010/05/a-teachers-journal-a-teacher-learns.html

Taken on December 1989, a picture of young people celebrating youth to the fullest.

I, together with the other (then) third year high school, section A of the Saint Stephen's Academy (Laur, Nueva Ecija), had our picture taken with our class adviser Mrs. Noli Camaya. It was our Christmas Party.

After 21 long years, here we are now... or what is left of us.

Most of our friends in the first picture are abroad now, either working there or migrated and settled there for good. Some live in the provinces and had a very slim chance of joining us in this picture. Some tried to come but didn't make it. And a few simply ignored our invitation to join us in this get together

So what's left is a small group of middle aged people trying to recapture the beauty of youth by talking about 'THOSE DAYS', the parties, the picnics, the love letters, the fight over boys and over girls.. THOSE really were the DAYS..

But there is one thing I learned about these two pictures...

Our minds may fail to remember but our hearts never forget

I may not be able to recall some names in the old picture, but deep in my heart I know we shared something in the past: something we laughed about, something we fought or cried about and... maybe something that made us WHAT WE ARE NOW...