Since yesterday I started doing my signature sheet (sigsheet) for UP Green League. Not that I will able to finish like today or tomorrow, but at least I won’t cram too much in the next few days. The sigsheet must be made using recyclable materials (you know them). I had this idea of using old magazines. Suddenly I remembered something… I have a notebook made of brown papers. It was given to me as an exchange gift by one of my high school friends. I tried finding it in my yellow box.
Okay, my yellow box contained all my sentimental things: letters, bookmarks, lots of stationery, pictures, and others you could think of. In short, valuable things that others had given to me.
Then, I saw sheets of yellow papers. I had an idea what it was — a letter I used to make for my ex-bestfriend wayback December 2012. I planned to give it to her along with my Christmas gift! Haha! Anyway, I wrote all my angst and frustrations that I kept since May 2012 (based on the letter). In the end, I decided in not giving it because I was afraid of confrontations. It was also badly written.
I got back searching for that notebook. Then, I saw another set of letters that I supposedly give to my classmates during my fourth year high school (March 2012). Rereading those letters made me realized few things about my 17-yr old self, which I’m going to share with you. Whether you find them interesting or not, it’s up to you.
- I memorized the full names (with second name and middle initial) of my classmates, together with their class numbers. I guess, it was my way of organizing in writing since we were plenty in class. You were amazing self!
- We were 36 in the class and I would commend myself for writing each of them. I tried to make them different per person by remembering a moment that I would never forget (but I already forget. HAHAHA).
- Lastly, I wrote a letter to a classmate who I used to be my happy crush. I had this line, “Alam mo ba na medj crush kita. Ewan ko. Huwag mo na lang ipagkakalat para iwas issue… Sinabi ko ‘to kasi gagraduate naman din tayo…” I was like “OMG! I really did that?!” Still, thanks self for deciding in giving it or else, another embarrassing moment is added to my list.
Unfortunately in the end, I wasn’t able to find that notebook. I’d thrown away those letters as I really don’t have the intention to give them away.
