The night before our graduation, my sister and I slept in our friend's house because we have the same hair and make-up stylist. We have to be ready by six in the morning so we decided to spend the night there. I wasn't able to sleep well, actually because of three reasons: (1) I'm not used to the house (or what we call in our language namamahay). (2) It was really a very humid night. (3) I am a person who don't sleep well when there's an event or trip the next day. I'm not sure if it was just the effect of being too excited or something, but I guess most people tend to be like that too.
We woke up at 3 in the morning as planned, then took a bath. My sister and I ate our breakfast while it's our friend's turn. Next to our friend, is my sister, lastly me. We finished at around 6 in the morning. Honestly, I didn't like what I look like. I hate thick make-up. In fact, I don't like wearing make-up. My face changes, and I don't look like myself when I wear one. I hate myself for not learning my lesson before that I shouldn't let a gay beautician do the honors. They end up screwing my face with all those thick concealer, foundation or face powder, fail eyeshadow, and not to mention the semi-shaved eyebrows! Unfortunately today, my graduation day – the biggest day of my high school life wherein I get to take a bow for all my hardwork in front of a big crowd, I seriously hate how I look like. I look like a gay and clown combined. I even thought I am overdress (if you may call it). I wanna cry even if the program hasn't started yet. I don't want to face people that time. But then I realized that I don't have to let my dilemma ruin concluding moment of my high school life. I decided to smile it off. Though I was upset, I just valued the remaining time of being with my classmates and friends.
Our graduation didn't turn out the way our teachers wanted it to be. We failed to fill the whole gymnasium with our voices, and there are a few errors made by some of my batchmates when took their final bow. Nonetheless, it was a once-in-a-life-time event that each one of us will treasure forever. When it was my section's turn to do the honor, my classmates and I were really nervous. Negative what if's came in right and left. What if I tripped off the stairs? What if I failed to do the proper bow? What if I look stupid in front? What if my heels break? and many others. A batchmate of ours unfortunately fell in the platform with the live camera focused on her, so everyone who paid attention saw what happened. We heard the audience gasp which was really embarrassing in her part. I was marching alone unlike my classmates who had their own partners. My partner took off to have an early vacation in Hong Kong, so while walking down the aisle, I was escorted by a CAT officer, then finally my solo moment when I finally took a bow. It was quite pressuring since I was the only one in the stage with all the attention on me.Thank God, none of those what if's happened to me. It's by God's grace. Lol. I don't even know how i looked like. I tried to give my sweetest smile, I just hope I did in spite of feeling nervous. [I'll insert a picture of myself in toga next time]
After my section, there are 3 sections left. We did some pledges, sang songs, heard our valedictorian's speech, watch a video dedicated to us, then finally we sang our batch song Someday It's Gonna Make Sense by MLTR. From then on, we hugged each other. Many of us cried, even the guys. I almost cried, but I did my best to control it to not make my make-up run down and make myself look worse. When almost everyone were done bidding there farewell and started to move out of the gym, my family were still taking pictures. I think we got more than 20 shots. Have I mentioned that my family loves taking pictures? Yeah. We make sure there's at least one shot for formal and at least one for wacky. Here's a sample.
Though the beautician did a bad work on me, I don't look as bad as I actually look in personal that time. Thank God for the consolation.
We didn't receive our graduation gift wish, but I'm still praying for it.
After the graduation, we went to a buffet restaurant, then went back home immediately after we ate since we have another event waiting for us – the graduation ball.
Oh, the joy of graduating :)
We woke up at 3 in the morning as planned, then took a bath. My sister and I ate our breakfast while it's our friend's turn. Next to our friend, is my sister, lastly me. We finished at around 6 in the morning. Honestly, I didn't like what I look like. I hate thick make-up. In fact, I don't like wearing make-up. My face changes, and I don't look like myself when I wear one. I hate myself for not learning my lesson before that I shouldn't let a gay beautician do the honors. They end up screwing my face with all those thick concealer, foundation or face powder, fail eyeshadow, and not to mention the semi-shaved eyebrows! Unfortunately today, my graduation day – the biggest day of my high school life wherein I get to take a bow for all my hardwork in front of a big crowd, I seriously hate how I look like. I look like a gay and clown combined. I even thought I am overdress (if you may call it). I wanna cry even if the program hasn't started yet. I don't want to face people that time. But then I realized that I don't have to let my dilemma ruin concluding moment of my high school life. I decided to smile it off. Though I was upset, I just valued the remaining time of being with my classmates and friends.
Our graduation didn't turn out the way our teachers wanted it to be. We failed to fill the whole gymnasium with our voices, and there are a few errors made by some of my batchmates when took their final bow. Nonetheless, it was a once-in-a-life-time event that each one of us will treasure forever. When it was my section's turn to do the honor, my classmates and I were really nervous. Negative what if's came in right and left. What if I tripped off the stairs? What if I failed to do the proper bow? What if I look stupid in front? What if my heels break? and many others. A batchmate of ours unfortunately fell in the platform with the live camera focused on her, so everyone who paid attention saw what happened. We heard the audience gasp which was really embarrassing in her part. I was marching alone unlike my classmates who had their own partners. My partner took off to have an early vacation in Hong Kong, so while walking down the aisle, I was escorted by a CAT officer, then finally my solo moment when I finally took a bow. It was quite pressuring since I was the only one in the stage with all the attention on me.Thank God, none of those what if's happened to me. It's by God's grace. Lol. I don't even know how i looked like. I tried to give my sweetest smile, I just hope I did in spite of feeling nervous. [I'll insert a picture of myself in toga next time]
After my section, there are 3 sections left. We did some pledges, sang songs, heard our valedictorian's speech, watch a video dedicated to us, then finally we sang our batch song Someday It's Gonna Make Sense by MLTR. From then on, we hugged each other. Many of us cried, even the guys. I almost cried, but I did my best to control it to not make my make-up run down and make myself look worse. When almost everyone were done bidding there farewell and started to move out of the gym, my family were still taking pictures. I think we got more than 20 shots. Have I mentioned that my family loves taking pictures? Yeah. We make sure there's at least one shot for formal and at least one for wacky. Here's a sample.
We didn't receive our graduation gift wish, but I'm still praying for it.
After the graduation, we went to a buffet restaurant, then went back home immediately after we ate since we have another event waiting for us – the graduation ball.
Oh, the joy of graduating :)
