The moment we had together is running to its ends and the time is ticking away alerting us that it’s already dawn of our life and it’s time to wake up to go out to the world where you walk a different path form others to achieve your goals. The safe environment that was there to support and guide won’t be there anymore. We, as individuals will be expected to deal with our own problems. And now it is time for us to come out from under the wings of our parents and teachers and jump off from the nest spreading our wings wide and fly away towards our own destination. But before all that let us come together as a whole, embracing and cherishing the memories that we made whether it is good or bad, happy or sad, sweet or bitter.
I’ve been in ICS for 3 years, which is not much. However, there has been so much that I’ve learned to love; I sincerely appreciate the friends I’ve made and the teachers I’ve encountered. As a whole, this school has provided me with many opportunities that have contributed to my development as a person and have helped create the road to the next stage in life: college and young adulthood. I am not ready; I also have military service to complete. I’m scared and frightened about the future. It seems dark because of the unknown. I believe there’s nothing but also I acknowledge that there is something. I have to fight for what I want. Thank you, ICS, for reminding me of my values.
I hope people remember me as a good friend who is always supportive and friendly. As the years go by, I have formed new relationships among the people of ICS: teachers, classmates, and underclassmen. I’m typically the optimistic one of the group, but I have learned that I should not always be happy. At this moment, writing this blog post, I feel bittersweet nostalgia. Knowing that we are graduating one week from now, my mind has both sadness and happiness. Reminiscing the memories that I made with different people who are loving, caring and understanding. We will be apart from each other but connected with emotions. The memories will stay forever in our hearts.
I cannot believe that we all are separating. And this came faster than I thought, I am not ready to say goodbye. I wish I could have spent more time with each one of our classmates and know more about them. I think the desire of wanting to have more time at the very end is because of the realization of how much ICS and the people over here are precious to me. While writing this blog I am going through my diary that I wrote since my first year in ICS. I can’t explain how precious these memories are and there are some people that I really don’t want to say goodbye. But with this feeling, I will go ahead and strive to come back to ICS with a better me. Leaving ICS is not the end, but it is the starting of a new part of our life.