Photos courtesy of Sir Darrell Sicam & Jaypee Dacanay
The nerves are hitting me as I write this post. An exam tomorrow will determine whether or not I’m meant to be a scholar once again. Yet amidst the jitters and nerves, I feel compelled to write this post— a post dedicated to one section I have so many firsts to thank for. Hands down— spending my first year with Sapphire 2012 was worth it. Spending my first year in PSHS (Pisay) with them shattered my initial belief that I wouldn’t make it in Pisay.
I thought that I’d be able to keep Sapphire together until senior year, but that wasn’t the case. One by one, people left our usual hangout spot in search for a different world. I tried to keep them connected to Sapphire, but the struggle was too much to handle. Now in my senior year, I can’t help but feel saddened because Sapphire has broken off. Each of us have created a world of our own wherein limited Sapphire people can enter. We don’t acknowledge each other’s presence anymore— as if we’re a disease to each other. It’s saddening, but I still have hope.
Because, amidst the ignorance, there are still those Sapphire people who’ll send you palancas that call out to you. I received those on my last retreat during my stay in Pisay. While I may not have gotten a palanca from someone I thought would write to me, it’s seeing those Sapphire people who still treasure the connection I once had with them write to me. I rekindled my spirit to get the Sapphire back together for one ditch effort— and maybe all it needed was one impromptu asking or plans.
I spent one whole year with this section. They’ve seen the first & innocent me— the past me— and they can attest to how much I’ve changed since first year. I’ve created the fondest memories with them, which range from the pentagon incident to David humping the blackboard. I’m happy and proud to have come from this section.
Because they’re Simply Sapphire