A Summury of My High School Life_Essay

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³A Summary of my High School Life´ By Alexander Ken Libranza

A woman is a ³safe harbor´ for a man. She keeps him company and she provides him with love.She¶s a rainbow bowing from a man¶s heart to hers¶.

No one knows what miracle bonds two person. Some call it love, other¶s infatuation but for me Iconsider it unexplainable.

Base on my experience on what they so called ³love,´ I can totally say that it is full of heartbreaksand heartaches. One came another day when you need to choose between her and your priorities.Choosing between two things you like the most is one of the most challenging part of it. You never knowwhat happens next or what will never happen. It¶s just full of surprises, downfalls and happiness.

I came with this one experience where I fall in love with a girl for almost six years. She was thegirl of my dreams; beautiful, intelligent and charming. Of all the girls I meet each day, she was the onlyone who keeps my heart beating loudly and though she do not recognize me at first, she was the one

bringing the sunshine in my days.

She was one of a kind. She¶s great in every aspect I see in her. Above all, she can do anythingthat she wishes to accomplish. Everytime I wish that she would recognize me too. Yet, because of our differences in grades and all, there is nothing that would make us compatible with one another. I thoughtof one way that I could get her attention and in one way or another I know that this would surely work.

I started studying really hard. Months after months, I raise my grades from the passing one toexemplary ones. Three months later, I was on the game. No one believes that I can do it, but everyday I

prove them wrong. I started perfecting quizzes, exams, participations and assignments. I started to makegrate projects and school works. I stated joining clubs and organizations inside and outside the school. Istarted going in and out the school for seminars and contests. I started with nothing and now I¶m one of them.

I belong in her world now. Her friends are now mine too. My name starts to be spread all over thecampus and for the first time she recognizes me. Yet above those recognition, we started to createcompetition between each other. My standing as an honor student is starting to crack hers. She panickedand maybe me too. All of those achievements that we have has been part of our competition with one

another. My feelings turn from LOVE to RIVALRY.

I never noticed this until late high school, that she was building pressure within herself. She was being pushed to be the best by her parents, her self, and the greatest of all is me. I was the one standing inher way of taking what was her¶s then. Yet, I who was never being pushed to dfo things will never back-out from this challenged. If she wanted to take it back, she need to do her best because I¶m not giving itfreely.



Years after years of competition, our achievements became the measurement of our being. If shewon greater contests than me, then she¶s better but if she losses then I am better. I¶ve proven myself to be

better than her and then in another day, I saw her fall in disgrace.

You know it breaks your heart when you saw someone you love losse herself in anything. People

may judge me in another way, but her loss maybe my gain, but also my heartache. My happiness never includes her sufferings. I am not that person. Even though we are r ivals but I still am madly In-Love withher.

In this game, compassion maybe an option but I am not giving it to her. I also work hard to reachwhat I have. I have my share of sleepless nights studying or nights turning days making projects. I give upone part of me to reach this and so if she wanted it back, she needs to take it from me.

People call me ³COMPETITIVE´ others call me ³MAMUGAS´ but what they never knew ishow hard it is to me who I am. It¶s not easy to be me. People charge me of things I¶ve never done just todestroy my reputation. Other¶s make false-news about me just to bring my reputation down. Other¶s who

belong to the ³crab-mentality group´ tends to accuse me of stealing her ³STERLING´ notebook rather that ³SHE´ stealing mine. One person accuses me of stealing his movie-script. One person just joining the

bad of ³LOSSERS´ joins in to the controversy even though ³SHE´ was not even part of the issue.

They say that when it rain it pours. And that¶s what happen. My problem with one person becomes my problem with the whole group. Denying all of the things they have done to me. (1)Gossiping and shouting their accusations at my presence. (2) ³Panipat´ when they see me. (3) Making

bad rumors about me. (4) And More. And Yet I say to all of them, In the battle that you started I am notthe one who lost you were. I was not the one who lost ³HIS´ conduct or the one who has permanentrecord in the Dean.

It was never my nature to be bad. It was the other side of me whom I tend to dissolve. But one person after another filtered it and they made it stay. I was good in forgiving, but tell you I never forget.

I was not good in saying good byes, but for my last year in High School, everyday I wish it wouldend. I don¶t want to remember or even see the different persons that hurt me. I don¶t want to witness or be

part of another ³FRIENDLY FACE.´ I don¶t want to be mixed up with a group of ³LIARS´ who createda ³Halloween Party´ out of our ³SENIORS¶ NIGHT.´ My words in here would clearly mean that I am³SUMMONING´ a war between them, but thinking of what they had done to me, they we the one who³BREATH-A-LIFE INTO THE FIRE.´ Clearly, the school creates ³LEADERS´ and not ³GET-BACKERS´ and ³BACK-BITTERS,´ and that¶s why here are my words that I would like to leave withthem as I left to flight a new life. I want them to hear it from me and not from others just like how they¶vedone it on my case.

On my last days in this ALMA MATER, I will always remember the persons who had createdand installed the will in me during my stay as a student in my High School. Eventhough they were simple

persons but they made my high School Life Exiting and Fun. Simple persons compared to the ³ALL-KNOWN´ Group, but yet in their simple ways they touched my life of good and never ³PLANNED´ to



destroy it. I thank (1) Queendyll Madronero and Mara Matugas, Who had remained supported to methroughout. For giving me Hope every time I lost it and giving me words of inspiration on times that I lostit. (2) Also to the HORIZONS: Paul, Gett and Jaymart, who were always there in our place evensometimes not, but still in four long years you were the only ³FRIEND´ that I considered mine and myharbor whenever I am bombarded by school problems. (3) To Ramda and Reil, who always understood

my mood swings and were always there to cheer me up even they don¶t know it. I thank them, because for the first time someone praises me for my achievements and even make me their ³IDOL.´ (4)ToJennyrose, Antonnette, Andrelyn, Jelamay and Tiffany, who were always nice to me and though, theywere the only persons I never made fight with. They were always at peace to be with and being with their group also brings me peace. (5)To my Rona, who will always be my ³PINAKAMAMAHAL´ in mywhole life. Who were there sharing my doubts in everything. I remember those days that we wereseatmates and those laughs and fun we had. (6) To Wendel and Donnah, who the only two person in their group who never joined their gang in accusing me. I¶ll also remember with them those seatmate-days thatwe share. Thank You for the Laughs and Fun that we had. Everyday was a new day because you werethere. You will always be remembered in my heart. In your simple ways, you¶ve healed those scratchesthat other people inflicted in me. And I hope in some ways maybe in the future, I can also made your Lifemuch more easier and light.

High School is a journey. It is like a road trip to an unknown destination. We were given a map, but we never use it because we wanted to create our own way. High School is somehow like that. Our own journey but it is the time for us to experiment and take new path away from the real one. It is notabout those Biology, Chemistry, Geometry, Algebra or Statistics that we learn, It is on the experiencesthat we have that when the engine broke down, we need t fix it and continue on the road. Wherever Itwould it us, remember that there is a super Highway to take us to our dreams.

High School is about making your own way, but others stick with the road provided to them. And

for me, that was the road that I had taken. For four years, I¶ve been in the road that the elders told me totake. Honestly, it was harder to take this road. Every time, you need to make it perfect. You always needto make the right choice, there can be no experimentation, when you made the wrong one ± you¶ll besubjected to a great fall. I can say that this road is perfect for me and that reflected the person I¶ve becomenow. It made me strong and made me to make the right decision even though it would hurt me most of thetimes. I¶ve been prepared for what has been to come and my mind was set to do the best in everything Iwould take.

It teaches me to remain vigilant in my world. To always keep an open-mind about all things thatis happening and will be. It provided me a good proposition of my future and even a great taste from my

past. I¶ve learned the real purpose of Life. The purpose of persons who live a life of ³PURE WHITE.´This is the person whom I¶ve become. The greatest masterpiece that everyone could see. I am a museumof my self, the greatest of which. I only live in the coat of friends or foe. That everyone belongs to either which.

This is me. Formulated to be just me and only me. I am never defined by my looks of myintelligence. I am a person of pride but never dominated by one. Untrue but real. This is my life.

³Veni. Vedi. Veci.´ That¶s me, the greatest masterpiece in my own museum.

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