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Note: I don’t think this post can fully express how I feel about graduation. I’m not really good with words. But this is me trying.. :)
I still can’t believe I have graduated high school. Time really flies… fast. I feel like I’m still going to take the same route to the same school, see the same set of people, go to the same classroom, spend 8 hours with the same class, walk along the same hallways… and the list goes on. I guess it will start to sink in when school starts.. but I sort of don’t want it to sink in. :(
Get ready for post-sobbing + 4th year stress eyebags photos:
I am so blessed to be placed in this amazing batch, Batch 2012, and meet these amazing people who have become my family and my home. Words can’t describe how amazing this batch is. I have to say that we are THE BEST BATCH EVER (sorry other batches, haha!). I am so blessed to be placed in this school, my home for 13 years, which has taught me so many lessons and gave me so many wonderful memories and experiences. My school and my batchmates, without them, I wouldn’t be who I am today. In fact, just to let all of you know, there wouldn’t even be Sophie’s Mom without them! My batchmates were our very first customers and pretty much started the whole thing. I owe it all to them. :)
Now, I can say that everything (all those never ending schoolwork, stress, zombie Sophie mode, no weekends, etc.) was worth it in the end. And sometimes we actually do get what we deserve. :)
Of course, I also thank my family who put me in this school and who have been working so hard to provide me with the best education. Also for their patience and understanding, especially when I am stuDYING and stressed! Haha!
And most importantly, I am forever grateful to God! Because without him, NONE of this is possible. Thank You for being my strength, hope and inspiration throughout this long journey. :)
Batch 2012, I know things will change. Definitely. But I hope we’ll never forget who we are and continue to dare to be radical. As a line of our batch song goes, “Don’t say goodbye, we’ll see each other again.” Hope we’ll never lose that bond even after years apart. :)
I love you Batch 2012. Long live all the magic we made. I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you. We will be remembered.
Congratulations to my fellow graduates! Here’s to a new road! Here’s to COLLEGE!!!
P.S. Sorry for the semi-dramatic personal post! This is something I want to look back too one day. :)
P.P.S. My next posts are scheduled because I will be out of town for Holy Week. So just keep checking my site for new posts! ;)
this is my graduation cap, professionally photographed for the county’s newspaper and put online for the public to view
So I’ll be graduating high school in less than two months.
I can honestly say that I hated a lot of my high school career. I really can’t wait to graduate. But I know that when I walk across that stage to get my diploma the following thoughts will run through my head.
“Oh yeah, bout to get my ‘ploma.”
Today was my last day of high school. Like ever. I actually got caught up with all of the work and my grades are finalized.
Huh.
It’s now “I went to high school…” rather than “I go to high school”…
Huh.
When? How? Whaattttttttttt?
Graduating from high school is bittersweet - on the one hand, you’re leaving a place where all your friends are, where your teachers have helped your intellectual capabilities thrive as much as possible; and on the other hand, you’re entering a new stage of your life, one where you’re expected to be an adult, and one where responsibilities are actually serious.
Treasure the moments you’re living now, because you’ll never know when they’ll fly by. I regret not doing that. And I regret not reaching out to more people before it was too late. I grew too close to too many people in these last days of high school, which is unfortunate, because the chances of us seeing each other in uni are slim.
Here’s to the future!
tomorrow is my last day of high school. i guess it’s always been a tradition to give advice to freshman. when i try to think of just one solid line of advice, something that some scared 14 year old will hold onto for dear life until they are in my shoes in four years, it’s as if i’ve hopped on to a train that’s departing and i am screaming goodbye at the one’s i’m leaving behind. not once have i given someone a worthy goodbye. it always comes out in jumbled warnings and memories and wishes. but as my final day of high school lays ahead of me, i find myself on that train. i want to tell you to watch out for deadlines, and take more photos than you think you’ll need, and try new things even if you think you won’t like them. i’d tell you not to procrastinate, but in truth i just want you to learn to procrastinate well. don’t wait until the very last minute and end up turning in tear stained essays the morning following the night you spent rid with anxiety and feelings of worthlessness. turn in essays you write after you ditched studying to go driving around with your friends, essays that are filled with passion and too much conviction. always remember that what you get out of life is what you put into it. do not spend each day wishing for the next. you have to be there, so you might as well want to. i wish for you to love people with everything you’ve got, and then let them break you into a million tiny pieces, just so you know what it’s like. i wish for you to put up walls higher than the wall of china, and watch as one person single handedly breaks them down with just a few words. embrace every single thing that comes your way in the next four years, good and bad. embrace the positive and the negative, because you will learn from both. accept that the next four years are the only years when you will be surrounded by hundreds of people who are studying the same things as you, dealing with the same types of stress, are as much as they may hide it, are looking for support the same way you are. be that support for people. let other people be that support for you. and most importantly, be hungry. be hungry for growth, and success, and passion, and knowledge. remember that you are in no way required to be the same person you were 5 minutes ago. people say that high school is the time for finding yourself, but somehow i managed to lose myself more every day. cherish that, let yourself be constantly growing and constantly changing. realize that you will never find yourself and be happy with that thought, because to find yourself would mean that you had become stagnant. there are parts of your experience that are going to make you feel so numb, and you will settle with being stagnant and you will settle with feeling betrayed by your peers or your family or yourself. those times will come, but those times will also pass, and they are not worth letting the world break you. do not let the world make you hard, because you are beautiful and young and full of potential that you may or may not see right now. realize your own strengths, and do not dwell on the strengths of others. you are unique, you are important, and no matter what anyone tells you, the world needs you.
these four years are short, so make it count.
“if i had to sum up the last four years into a few sentences, a handful of memories, a small collection of thoughts, i would say this: freshman year was magical and full of growth and excitement at having friends who could drive; sophomore year was met with more maturity but, with that, more stupidity; junior year almost ended my life and changed it as i knew it while i barely escaped; and senior year was full of growth, the same way this era began, but no longer held the magical firsts of three years before; senior year was full of bittersweet lasts and nights spent crying at the irony of being so scared of losing a time that i’ve hated so much of.”
— 4.5.17
“It’s weird how you can be so happy to graduate, to move on, to be free from it all yet that the moment you visit old teachers or listen to songs you grew up with, the butterflies stop and sink.”
— c.t.//I’m scared to graduate and I have a year left//
“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”
— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me
“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”
— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me
“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”
— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me
“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”
— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me
“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”
— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me
Just One Word BPC November 13- Mythology
The Krampus, who hands out justice to the baddies while Santa hand out gifts? That’s a mythology I can get behind
jimmykimmellive: Backstage at #Kimmel with Timothée Chalamet Oprah! #CMBYN #WrinkleInTime
Some knowledge ✊🏾
Some knowledge ✊🏾
What “chivalry” should be: “I want to do this good thing for someone else because altruism is awesome.”
What “chivalry” should not be: “I’m gonna do this ‘nice thing’ for a woman because she is a woman, but if she doesn’t respond in a manner which I deem appropriate I’m gonna call her an ‘ungrateful b****’ because I’m a petulant child who doesn’t understand historical gender dynamics.”
“Feminism killed chivalry” like…no it didn’t? If anything, feminism encourages chivalry.
Out in public with the guys and one of your friends makes a sexist comment about a female friend/stranger? Rise to her defense. She’s a human being and she doesn’t exist for you. She exists only for herself. You won’t tolerate this kind of talk.
At a bar or club, and you see a man slip something in to a drink/relentlessly pursuing a woman despite her many protests? Tell him to knock it the hell off. Get her out of this situation safely. He’s an enemy of women, which means he’s an enemy of yours if this code of chivalry means so much to you.
If you insist on being a warrior for women, then be a warrior for women. Listen to the things that we say and need and ask for.
“Feminism killed chivalry” like…no it didn’t? If anything, feminism encourages chivalry.
Out in public with the guys and one of your friends makes a sexist comment about a female friend/stranger? Rise to her defense. She’s a human being and she doesn’t exist for you. She exists only for herself. You won’t tolerate this kind of talk.
At a bar or club, and you see a man slip something in to a drink/relentlessly pursuing a woman despite her many protests? Tell him to knock it the hell off. Get her out of this situation safely. He’s an enemy of women, which means he’s an enemy of yours if this code of chivalry means so much to you.
If you insist on being a warrior for women, then be a warrior for women. Listen to the things that we say and need and ask for.
Chivalry is not dead
Your roommate is literally the Devil. Surprisingly, he is the best roommate you ever had.
Timothée Chalamet
my latest kink is timothée chalamet nodding his head to music bc DAMN SON HE LOOKS SO HOT WTF
Sometimes it’s the very people who no one imagines anything of who do the things no one can imagine.
The Imitation Game (2014), dir. Morten Tyldum
This is a full calendar marking the times that Remus Lupin has had to shift during his Hogwarts years.
Year 1: Sunday, 5 September 1971, 05:02:24 am Monday, 4 October 1971, 01:19:30 pm Tuesday, 2 November 1971, 10:19:24 pm Thursday, 2 December 1971, 08:48:06 am Friday, 31 December 1971, 09:19:30 pm Sunday, 30 January 1972, 11:58:12 am Tuesday, 29 February 1972, 04:11:54 am Wednesday, 29 March 1972, 09:05:30 pm Friday, 28 April 1972, 01:44:30 pm Sunday, 28 May 1972, 05:27:36 am
Year 2: Saturday, 23 September 1972, 05:06:42 am Sunday, 22 October 1972, 02:25:00 pm Tuesday, 21 November 1972, 12:06:30 am Wednesday, 20 December 1972, 10:45:06 am Thursday, 18 January 1973, 10:28:24 pm Saturday, 17 February 1973, 11:07:00 am Monday, 19 March 1973, 12:33:24 am Tuesday, 17 April 1973, 02:50:30 pm Thursday, 17 May 1973, 05:58:00 am Friday, 15 June 1973, 09:34:36 pm
Year 3: Wednesday, 12 September 1973, 04:16:18 pm Friday, 12 October 1973, 04:09:00 am Saturday, 10 November 1973, 03:26:42 pm Monday, 10 December 1973, 02:34:36 am Tuesday, 8 January 1974, 01:36:18 pm Thursday, 7 February 1974, 12:24:12 am Friday, 8 March 1974, 11:02:54 am Saturday, 6 April 1974, 10:00:18 pm Monday, 6 May 1974, 09:54:30 am Tuesday, 4 June 1974, 11:09:36 pm
Year 4: Sunday, 1 September 1974, 08:24:48 pm Tuesday, 1 October 1974, 11:37:54 am Thursday, 31 October 1974, 02:19:00 am Friday, 29 November 1974, 04:10:06 pm Sunday, 29 December 1974, 04:50:48 am Monday, 27 January 1975, 04:09:24 pm Wednesday, 26 February 1975, 02:14:30 am Thursday, 27 March 1975, 11:36:00 am Friday, 25 April 1975, 08:54:54 pm Sunday, 25 May 1975, 06:50:36 am
Year 5 (Sirius Black, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew join): Saturday, 20 September 1975, 12:50:24 pm Monday, 20 October 1975, 06:05:42 am Tuesday, 18 November 1975, 11:28:12 pm Thursday, 18 December 1975, 03:39:30 pm Saturday, 17 January 1976, 05:46:54 am Sunday, 15 February 1976, 05:43:18 pm Tuesday, 16 March 1976, 03:52:42 am Wednesday, 14 April 1976, 12:48:42 pm Thursday, 13 May 1976, 09:04:00 pm Saturday, 12 June 1976, 05:15:00 am
Year 6: Wednesday, 8 September 1976, 01:52:00 pm Friday, 8 October 1976, 05:55:24 am Sunday, 7 November 1976, 12:14:36 am Monday, 6 December 1976, 07:14:30 pm Wednesday, 5 January 1977, 01:10:24 pm Friday, 4 February 1977, 04:56:12 am Saturday, 5 March 1977, 06:13:12 pm Monday, 4 April 1977, 05:08:54 am Tuesday, 3 May 1977, 02:03:24 pm Wednesday, 1 June 1977, 09:30:54 pm
Year 7: Tuesday, 27 September 1977, 09:17:24 am Thursday, 27 October 1977, 12:35:24 am Friday, 25 November 1977, 06:31:24 pm Sunday, 25 December 1977, 01:49:00 pm Tuesday, 24 January 1978, 08:55:30 am Thursday, 23 February 1978, 02:26:18 am Friday, 24 March 1978, 05:20:00 pm Sunday, 23 April 1978, 05:11:00 am Monday, 22 May 1978, 02:16:42 pm Tuesday, 20 June 1978, 09:30:30 pm
Can you guys just imagine how torturous this must have been? Especially in 4th year where it was on the first day… This is just heartbreaking…
Person A: *yawns*
Person B: wow being pretty must be so tiring
Person A: if that’s the case no wonder you’re always awake at 4 am
Person B: now that’s just rude
*when you stay up all night reading fluffy fics*
Person A: Why do people always try so much do impress other people they like? I personally think it’s a waste of tim-
Person B: **walks by**
Person A: