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The Highschool Saga: Class Pictures!
Sep 21st
“I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday and wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot, of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road. Juices inform the world, children never know.”
-Jack Kerouac, On The Road
Inspired by surprise-schoolmate Cher and by her Blast from the Past post, I decided to do some digging:
Here’s from first year:
I – St. Bernadette 1998 – 1999
Here’s from second year:
II – St. Mark 1999 – 2000
…and that’s all I have.
I have physical copies of all my class pictures — but I don’t have the means to transfer ‘em into digitized form. (Also, I cut class and just joined up with my classmates for the 4th year class picture — almost not making it, lulz.) Anyway, Junior/Senior year were a haze to me — I was mostly out of school then. If you read my previous High School blog post, or know me from highschool, then you probably already know that I almost didn’t graduate.
Generally, I don’t see 99% of my batchmates from highschool on a regular basis, ‘cept for Mikko, who was only my classmate for freshman year.
As for changes? I think I mostly look the same — ‘cept for the hair, work-related eye bags and maybe added height? High school’s still a blast, and things could only get SO MUCH BETTER.
The Highschool Saga: Senior Year
Dec 8th
“I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday and wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot, of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road. Juices inform the world, children never know.”
-Jack Kerouac, On The Road
Partially inspired by one of Mikko’s plurks, this is going to be a couple of stories from high school, as I remember them.

(How I spent high school)
At 16, I was the star of a teenage comedy. Staying up way too late, cutting class more times than your average absentee, spending evenings in Makati and catching up with schoolwork when no one was looking. More >
happy birthday, you.
Oct 30th

(Advanced) Happy Birthday Jaimee! Because it’d still be the 29th from where you are.
(P.S. I love this picture of you … it’s so … me.)



























ramblings.