Kaze (kraznyoktyabr) wrote, @ 2004-03-03 21:54:00

Memories...
I can't study... I don't know why.

Maybe 'coz the math topics are easy to understand. Maybe because we studied the year's math curriculum for an Achievement test last Monday. Maybe because I don't want to.

Or maybe it's because I keep remembering stuff from the previous years.


I remember the first thing I said to Toff in the first day of classes in our Freshmen year. *points at seat plan* "Why are you listing down all our names?" We had a game on whether we could remember every name prior to ours.

I remember the first thing I said to Cid. "Wow, Pokemon magazine. Pahiram naman o." Prior to high school, I was a Pokemon fan and collected cards.

I remember all the swordfights me, Josh and Cid had with meter-long sticks at the Second Year corridors.

I remember the moment I first heard Passenger Seat in our Third Year Christmas Party.

The first time I held a guitar.

The first time I slept over someone's house.

The first time I was awakened by a stuffed singing bee. (My friends know this one. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...")

The first time I took the courage to talk to a cute girl (only because I was assigned to interview her).

The first time I played CounterStrike.

The first time I played Ragnarok.

The first time I loved (infatuated, actually).

The second time I loved (still infatuation).

The first paintball game I played in (probably the last).

The first go-cart I rode (nearly toppled over).

The second time for me to ride the Ferris Wheel in the 4th Year Field Trip (I'm afraid of heights).

The first time I wrote a story (and all the stories written after it...)

The first concert I've been to.

The first song I sang in front of an audience.

The first real friends I made.

The first journal I made (subsequently followed by my first, second, third, and fourth webjournal...)

The first webpage I made.

The first dance I went to.

The first instance that my friends used a name of a girl to annoy me.

The first prom that failed. (and the last...)

The first shot of lambanog I had. (never drank again)

The first glass of red wine I drank.

The first time I went to Pangasinan.

The first instance of a field trip cancellation.

The first really horrible teacher/moderator.


This list is full of firsts.

In a few days, it'll have a lot of lasts.

	crimsonwaters 2004-03-04 09:54 (link)
	If there are firsts, there are lasts. And there will be other firsts. :D I like it. Came from the mind as well as the heart. Loved the side comments... amusing really. :P Yeah, memories. They are worth keeping, aren't they? Especially the good ones. They help us remember what life's worth is. Continue making memories. :) (Reply to this) (Thread)

	dead_poet 2004-03-09 03:24 (link)
	yep, she's right... atsaka hindi naman dito natatapos ang lahat e. asar nga rin ako sa sarili ko kasi kung minsan parang pakiramdam ko may namimiss dapat ako pero wala... parang wala lang sakin yung "end of the year" kuno... hmmm... kaya pala. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	(Anonymous) 2004-03-05 07:47 (link)
	Here's to the night we felt alive Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry Here's to goodbye Tomorrows gonna come too soon... (Reply to this) (Thread)

	dead_poet 2004-03-09 03:26 (link)
	uhuh... that was supposed to be the class song... all until some class took it first. damn... oh well... just thinking... theres someone from the class who's commenting in our journals... or maybe, i'm just half-paranoid, half-expectant. (Reply to this) (Thread)