Walk With Me.

... as I stroll down memory lane.

I was looking through the scrapbook I made after my high school graduation and realized just how much I miss that time in my life. I miss the excitement of finally graduating from mandatory schooling, the anticipation of getting to walk the stage and receive my diploma, the anxiety of not wanting to trip while walking the stage, the excitement of seeing everyone in their ballgowns and dresses and tuxes for the banquet. (Let's face it, what girl doesn't miss getting her hair done and a manicure/pedicure, and being completely pampered?)

Most of all, I miss the company. Graduation brought everyone together and despite the stupid fights, disagreements, and differences, everyone was friends that night. I miss sitting in close proximity to my peers as we sat through the mass at the church and the convocation rights and dancing in a huge group during the banquet.

I miss how uniform we all looked in the graduation gowns and stoles. I miss how gorgeous all the girls looked in their gowns and dresses. I miss how dashing the guys looked in their tuxedos and suits (they all cleaned up really well! ;) ). I miss the flash of all the cameras and the rushing around to get a picture with someone else/another group.

I've realized that I'm not on good terms with a lot of people that I shared those three days with, two years ago. We've either had fights or have just drifted apart. In any case, despite the fact I may not be friends with these people anymore, I cannot deny that they played definite roles in shaping who I am today. I cannot ignore the fact that they were in my life and even if I hate or dislike them now, at one point, I did like them and enjoy their company. I don't want this people in my life again but it's important to acknowledge the fact that they were in my life and part of my history. We're not friends anymore for a reason but once upon a time, we were and I liked that.

That's life.