And so it ends

You have no idea how long I have waited for this day. I thought I was going to go mad waiting for its arrival. Of course, the fact that I was buried up to my neck (almost literally) in work helped to keep my mind off it but even a short lull in my work meant more longing for it.

       What am I talking about? Two things…

      1.The End of this school year

2    2. Summer

 

While I have been eagerly anticipating these two things I can’t say that I’m 100% enthusiastic. The prospect of staying in Manila for summer classes in this stifling heat doesn’t appeal much to me. But I think what bothers me more is the fact this year is over. Yes I’m happy, no question about it but approaching the end means doing something I have never been good at saying good bye.

 

But before we go to the sappy good byes, I have a few questions…

Do you know what makes English blocks different from all other classes?

Obviously with a little thought you come up with the answer that English blocks are basically a group of people attending what appears to be one lengthy and continous year long class. Yes it was purposely set up that way since both English and Literature are subjects that need a higher degree of interaction. Let’s face it you need better connections with the people in your class if you were to stage a play than say… study for an LT in zoo (or math/chem if you people prefer).

Here’s a fun little trivia. If you didn’t know used to be one day dedicated to getting to know your English blocks during Orsem. I could have imagined that… one awkward day with people I didn’t yet know but would later be called R49, but after one year with you guys maybe it might have been fun.

Anyway, what happened to this you ask?

It was decided to remove that day since they found it redundant. They observed that English blocks would bond together throughout the year anyway.

So… back to the sappy good byes…

All good things must come to an end and so while it pains me to say this, I bid adieu to my English block, R49.

 

This year has been an interesting one and R49 has been a big part of it. I hold many memories of this crazy bunch that I will be hard to forget.

 

The peaceful and conducive to sleep este learning atmosphere of En 11 and DEAR time. (Don’t deny)

The “research trips” to Cubao for our feature articles

The sudden rush of students to the library during Fridays for DEAR

The last minute/last second readings for Lit

The nosebleed moments from lit poems

The crazy last minute plays/presentations/reports

The trees we hurt for the paper we used for all our requirements

The lowered class population before Math LTs

The ring-binded books

The usage of wherein

The thoughtful ‘asaran’

The crazy ‘hirits’ (cough*junmoments*cough)

The beggars for ½ sheets of paper (guilty!!!)

The wonderful groupings (Wherein!!)

The blogging moments for En 12

The anonymous comments from superheroes

The outrage over losing CTC 102 and the rejoicing when we got it back

The comfortable albeit smelly CTC 102

And of course all the teachers (not to mention our “substitute” for En 11)

 

Ok, so we weren’t the best class academically but we have potential. However, for me it was the best and I wouldn’t have traded you guys for any other English block.

 

Unfortunately, time is bearing down on us and the end of our time together is here. Good bye R49

Today we part as classmates, but we will never part as friends… (At least I hope so)