Unforgettable Days of My 12th Grade Year

This day was pure magic. My friends and I stayed overnight at Ada’s house to work on our research paper, but they also helped me with my debut photoshoot. It started raining heavily, but instead of stopping, they embraced the weather and joined me outside. For the first time in my life, I got completely soaked in the rain, laughing and posing for photos. Walking in the rain with them felt so freeing, and it turned into one of the happiest moments of my life. I’ll always be thankful for friends who make even the rain feel like a celebration.

  Our last day of theater practice was nothing short of unforgettable. We stayed late, perfecting every scene, but what made it special were the moments in between. We laughed until our stomachs hurt and found creative ways to promote our play. One hilarious task was messaging random people to engage with our poster on Facebook so we could win the People’s Choice Award. It was chaotic, fun, and filled with so much energy. I’ll always remember this day, not just for the work we did, but for the joy we shared.

  All Souls’ Day is usually for quiet reflection, but not this year. My friends and I spent the day filming our advocacy video. It was exhausting, and we finished in half a day, but it was worth it. There’s something about working together that makes even the tiring moments feel rewarding. We laughed, joked, and made new memories in the process. It wasn’t just about finishing the video—it was about the bond we shared while doing it.

This night will always stay with me. After the journalism screening for DSPC, Dennsly and I decided to eat out. It had been so long since we spent time together because we’ve both been so busy. Sitting there in Jollibee, sharing food and stories, I felt like a kid again—free, happy, and at home. My inner child was overjoyed, and for that brief moment, life felt wonderfully simple.

Joab’s birthday was a mix of fun and frustration for me. Everyone was splashing around in the pool, but I couldn’t join because, well, it was that time of the month. Instead, I spent my time taking photos—capturing the fun instead of being in it. Even though I couldn’t swim, I still enjoyed the day because it gave me the chance to bond with others. Sometimes, it’s the connections we make that matter more than the activities themselves.

The next day, I decided to watch the Mr. and Ms. Mabini pageant at our school, hoping it would distract me from the sadness I’d been feeling. To my surprise, it worked. I cheered so loudly and got so lost in the excitement that for a moment, I forgot about everything else. The night was filled with fun, laughter, and pure energy. It turned out to be one of the best nights of my life, proving that even in the darkest times, joy has a way of finding you.