05/04/2024
“To Colombiere,
We’ve shared many memories and playful banter in the past year, up until this very moment. Alas, everything good eventually has to come to an end to make room for better experiences in the future. Like how that one saying goes—This is no goodbye, just a melancholic “See you later.”
Thank you for all the great times we’ve bonded, for the periods when we fought with one another, and for times when we stuck together through thick and thin.
I’ll never forget the smiles we shared or the mutual frustration and stress felt among all of us during our final PT days. I won’t forget the hardships, nor will I forget the faces of sluggish students in our class as teachers continued to leave our classroom with exasperated sighs.
I will always remember our auspicious triumphs and everyone’s competitive demeanor in contests—how frustrated we were but accepting of our losses. I won’t overlook our dilemmas in behavior under our teachers, but rather learn from them.
It’s a shame that we’ll be going in our separate directions. And how we’ll eventually drift apart no matter the circumstances. I don’t know what I’d do with myself. Because as absurd as it sounds, I’d much rather stay ridiculed by the witty Colombiere.
What I truly regret is taking this school year for granted instead of nourishing our time spent with one another. Time waits for no one, but I didn’t expect it to get by so soon.
It’s selfish, but I’ve never felt such contempt with my section. I was never the type to get close to my classmates or my moderator then, I’d much rather hang out with kids from the neighboring section and get close with one of my other subject teachers. This is different. Would it be bitter to ask for at least one last day spent together as a class? Maybe. Yet that really is how I truly feel.
Anyhow, I know my whims are futile, as everyone is bound to change paths in their lives. No lavish coax will be enough to modify that.
Still, as mundane as AdZU seemed in the early days of high school, I’m satisfied with how things turned out as our time as a class together draws closer to the end. The wonderful newfound relationships I have created with my peers helped me find solace that will forever be engraved into my soul, and I am permanently indebted to everyone for that.
Being with you all brought me happiness that was too much to comprehend. But as staggering as it seems, the time has flown past to move forward to the next chapter of our lives, and perhaps this learning adventure will bring more lively memories in the future. For the last time, I adore you all to the moon and back,
Atenista to Atenista, 7-St. Colombiere of S.Y. 2023-2024, I bid you adieu. Avanzando, Colombiere!! 💙🦅”
—Warmly, your Mayor 🩵
