𝐍𝐃𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐒 - 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛

📖 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐒𝐒: 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 ✨

Before 𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗛 (𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘚𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘚𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴), there is 𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗦𝗦 (𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘚𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴).

For our members and officers, HUMSS is not just a strand, 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙮.

From the stories we tell, the principles we uphold, and the communities we serve, HUMSS becomes a reminder that learning is not confined to books, but 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙮, 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣.

As our club reflects on “𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗦𝗦 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂?”, we celebrate the diverse answers that unite us: courage to speak, wisdom to understand, and the heart to inspire. Together, we carry the essence of HUMSS; 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙. 🌍💡



𝐸𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Mardiah Nizah L. Ayunan
𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Bai Johara T. Tulino

“𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙒𝙚’𝙡𝙡 𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠”
𝘣𝘺: 𝘍𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘠𝘭𝘭𝘺𝘻𝘢 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯

In just two short years that felt like forever,
So much has happened we'll carry forever.
From introducing ourselves to unfamiliar faces,
To building friendships time cannot erase.

The reportings, filmings, deadlines we chased,
The laughter in hallways, the stress we embraced.
From early alarms that used to make us groan,
To no alarms now—how quiet we've grown.

Is this really where our time in high school finally ends?
After all the hellos, the laughter, the late nights with friends?
Can we stay just a little longer and not have to leave?
Can we please pause the clock, slow down time, just breathe?

Are we really parting ways already, going separate ways?
After two years of growing, surviving, and brighter days?
Senior High, you snuck up fast and went by in a blur—
How do we say goodbye to a chapter that changed us for sure?

Though the time was short, just a fleeting glance,
We lived it fully, gave it every chance.
So here's to the end, but also the start.
A new beginning for every heart.
We'll take what we learned and carry it through.
Senior High, we'll always remember you.

𝐼𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Nice B. Saludes

Philies’ Pen #6: “𝙃𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙄 𝘼𝙆𝙊 𝙏𝙐𝙇𝘼𝘿 𝙉𝙄𝙇𝘼”
𝘣𝘺: 𝘌. 𝘈.

Pumasok ka sa aking mundo,
Dala ang maraming pangako.
“Hindi ako tulad nila, mahal ko.”
‘Yan ang palagi mong inaako.

Kinulayan ng berde ang p**a.
Binalot sa gintong tanikala.
Nagbigay ng matatamis na salita.
Sa palagay mo ba ako’y isang tanga?

Isa kang huwad, hari ng mga duwag.
Ngiti mo’y peke, buntot mo’y bahag.
Iyong totoo, hindi ka ba nababagabag?
Hindi ka na nga gwapo, wala ka pang habag.

Sana hindi ka na pumasok sa aking mundo,
Kung hindi ka pa sigurado.
Sana hindi mo na ako ginulo,
Kung ang hatid mo’y puro sakit at panloloko.

“Hindi ako tulad nila,” paulit-ulit mong wika.
Oo, tama ka nga, tama ka talaga.
At ipinapakiusap ko sa hangin, sana nga——
‘Pagkat walang tutumbas sa’yo, mas masahol ka pa.

𝐼𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Shahad Abdullah

As 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 powerfully put it: "𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣, 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙮." It should not be something women have to fight for—it should be the standard. Always. This Women's Month, we hold onto that truth.

This month is about more than celebration; it is about standing up. It is about every woman who was told to keep quiet, choosing to speak anyway. Anne reminded us of something many have endured in silence: "𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙, 𝙬𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚." She named it. Strongly, with conviction. And in doing so, she gave women permission to do the same: to demand the respect they deserve, without fear or apology.

And that is exactly what this Women's Month calls us to do: 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁. Their courage reminds us that the fight for dignity and equality, in every home, school, workplace, and community, is far from over. Because true progress means no woman is left behind.

So this March and always: listen to women. Believe women. Protect women. Whether you're a kikay, kakaibabe, or bebot—𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗜𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘀.

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 to all incredible women out there! Let’s continue to shine, speak up, and support one another. 💜🙌




𝐸𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Mardiah Nizah Ayunan
𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Fithria Yllyza Mandaragon

Philies’ Pen Entry #5: “𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙀𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙔 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙍”
𝘣𝘺: 𝘛. 𝘑.

There's an empty chair at our table,
A space you left without a thought.
You traded love for your own freedom,
And called it life while we forgot.

Mother breaks but never shows it.
She bears the weight you threw away.
You left her dreams to rot in silence,
And me to hate your name each day.

They say a father's meant to guide you,
But all you gave were scars and doubt.
You taught me blood means almost nothing,
When hearts like yours can just walk out.

So keep your world, your selfish silences.
Your hollow words, your coward's pride.
I learned to live without your shadow.
You’re dead to me, though still alive.

𝐼𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Jamaica I. Tahel

Philies’ Pen Entry #4: “𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙂”
𝘣𝘺: 𝘝𝘢𝘺𝘻𝘢𝘳 𝘈𝘬𝘮𝘢𝘥

Sa unang saglit na nagtagpo ang ating mga mata,
Parang may lihim na sulat ang langit para sa’tin.
Walang salita, walang sigaw,
Ngunit ang tibok ay sabay na umaawit.

Pangalan mo ang bumubulong sa aking isipan,
Tila alon na paulit-ulit na bumabalik sa dalampasigan.
Sa bawat kurap, ikaw ang larawan.
Sa bawat hinga, ikaw ang dahilan.

“Ng aking puso,” marahang pagtatapat,
Hindi sa bibig, kundi sa titig nakasulat.
At sa iyong ngiting may munting hiya,
Natagpuan ko ang sagot sa damdaming matagal nang naghihintay.

𝐼𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Nice B. Saludes

Philies’ Pen Entry #3: “𝙈𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙄𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙏𝙕 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉𝘼𝘿𝙀”
𝘣𝘺: 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘛𝘢𝘯𝘰

Under the moon’s soft silver gleam,
By lamplight’s glow in twilight’s dream.
A maiden in blue, with hair of fire,
Twirls with her love, hearts afire.

Her dress like waves in ocean’s play,
Swirls ‘round their steps in waltz’s sway.
His arms her world, steady and true,
Together they dance, me and you.

No words are needed, just rhythm’s call,
In vintage night, they conquer all.
Eternal spin ’neath starry skies,
Where romance blooms and never dies.

𝐼𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Nice B. Saludes

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒏 🌙

It is the holy month of Ramadan: a time of fasting, prayer, and reflection. For Muslims around the world, this month is sacred. But to truly understand its beauty, 𝘄𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻. Not in a mosque, nor in a city, but 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝.

Long ago, in the 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙝, there lived a man named 𝐌𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐝 ﷺ. He was known for being honest and kind. But he was saddened by how people had forgotten the One God and worshipped idols instead.

He often went to a cave called 𝙃𝙞𝙧𝙖 on a mountain to pray and think. Until one night, during the last ten days of a quiet month, something amazing happened.

An angel named 𝙅𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙡 (𝙂𝙖𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡) appeared to him in the cave. The angel said: "𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙!"

Muhammad ﷺ replied: "𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙." He did not know how to read or write.

The angel embraced him tightly and said again: "𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙!"

Again, he replied: "𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙."

A third time, the angel embraced him and said: "𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙! 𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙, 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙— 𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩. 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙! 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨." (𝘘𝘶𝘳'𝘢𝘯 96:1-3)

These were the first words of the Qur'an ever revealed. Muhammad ﷺ repeated them, and they were engraved into his heart. He rushed home to his wife, 𝗞𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗷𝗮𝗵, trembling. She comforted him and believed in him immediately.

Years later, Allah revealed in the Qur'an:
"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙍𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙌𝙪𝙧'𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮..." (𝘘𝘶𝘳'𝘢𝘯 2:185)

So the month of Ramadan is special because 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗿'𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵. We fast to remember that before food, we were given guidance. Before physical nourishment, we were given spiritual light.

That is how Ramadan began—in a cave, with a command to read, and 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. 🌙✨

𝐸𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Mardiah Nizah Ayunan
𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Fithria Yllyza Mandaragon

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐃𝐒𝐀 𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝟒𝟎: 𝑨 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒊𝒆 🇵🇭

𝗙𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀. Almost half a century since a nation found its voice and changed history without firing a single shot.

Every 𝙁𝙚𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝟐𝟓, we remember. Not because we are stuck in the past, but because the past holds lessons we cannot afford to lose—𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧.

The EDSA People Power Revolution in 1986 was not just a moment. It was a miracle. 𝙈𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙨—𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗱, 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻—𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨. They did not fight. They showed up. And their presence toppled a dictatorship.

Freedom is not automatic. It was won by ordinary people who refused to be silent. Forty years later, the question lingers: 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧?

EDSA People Power Revolution reminds every Filipino: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. Not politicians. Not the mighty authorities. Not those who steal and deceive. But the many, when they stand together. The youth must know that democracy is not a given. 𝗜𝘁 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻, especially when corruption grows bold and truth becomes expensive.

So this February 25, as we mark 40 years: 𝙋𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚, 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧. Tell the story to those too young to have been there.

The EDSA People Power Revolution is not just history—it is a mirror. It asks us: 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘂𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵?

𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆?

Four decades later, the light of the EDSA People Power Revolution must never fade. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔. 🌻🇵🇭




𝐸𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Mardiah Nizah Ayunan
𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Fithria Yllyza Mandaragon

On this 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮’𝓼 𝓓𝓪𝔂, let us pause and 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡, 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙨—not just the fairy-tale roses and candlelit dinners, but the everyday magic: the 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚-𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙨 that say ‘thinking of you,’ the 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙨 over inside jokes, the 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 through life’s storms, and the 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 of simply being together. Whether it’s with your partner, family, friends, or even that inner voice reminding you to love yourself fiercely, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅.

Here’s to love that grows stronger with time, defies distance, and turns ordinary moments into something extraordinary. 𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲? 💖



𝐸𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Mardiah Ayunan
𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Claire Tano

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 is the 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 in Grade 12, where your research is officially on the record and every question feels like something you have to meet with clarity and credibility. In this Defense Quest, you walk in 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 “𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙨” of the panel—sharp critiques, quick follow-ups, and the parts you’ve revised more times than you can count. What counts is being able to hold your ground when it gets intense, because you know you studied well enough 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘁, 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝘁. 💪🏻

Best of luck, graduating students! Keep your voice steady, your answers clear, and walk out like you already earned the next chapter! ➡️🎓😉

𝐸𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Shahad Abdullah
𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎:
Janine Maguid