March 29, 2004
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And so we
talked all night about the rest of our lives. Where we're gonna be when
we turn 25. I keep thinking times will never change. Keep on thinking
things will always be the same. But when we leave this year we won't be
coming back. No more hanging out cause we're on a different track. And
if you got something that you need to say. You better say it right now
cause you don't have another day. Cause we're moving on and we can't
slow down. These memories are playing like a film without sound. And I
keep thinking of that night in June. I didn't know much of love but it
came too soon. And there was me and you and we got so blue. Stay at home
talking on the telephone. We'd get so
excited, we'd get so scared, laughing at ourselves thinking life's not
fair. And this is how it feels. As we go on, we remember all the times
we had together. And as our lives change, come whatever, we will still
be friends forever.
So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money, when we look back
now will our jokes still be funny? Will we still remember everything we
learned in school? Still be trying to break every single rule. Will
little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man? Can Heather find a job that
won't interfere with her tan? I keep, I keep thinking that it's not
goodbye, keep on thinking it's a time to fly. And this is how it feels.
As we go on, we remember all the times we had together. And as our lives
change, come whatever, we will still be friends forever.
Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now? Can we survive it
out there? Can we make it somehow? I guess I thought that this would
never end, and suddenly it's like we're women and men. Will the past be
a shadow that
will follow us 'round? Will these memories fade when I leave this town?
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye. Keep on thinking it's a
time
to fly. And this is how it feels. As we go on, we remember all the times
we had together. And as our lives change, come whatever, we will still
be FRIENDS FOREVER..
May 24, 2004
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c toby ba
hmmmm?? responsible sya sa mga bagay bgay ASTIG to promise.. isa sya sa
mga pinaka ma LUFET na guy sa batch namin ewan ko pero iba dating nya...eh
kaya nga ASTIG eh...napahilig nyang mag SURF sa internet di na nga halos
natutulog yan eh...tahimik yan
pero..................tahimik talaga eh..kilabot sya ng batch namin kc
para syang BUMBAY!!!! mahilig maningil hehehehe kaso mahina ang P.R kc
wala halos nagbabayad sa kanya.... hehehehe..matalino syang tao sabi
pero siginanga OO matalino sya kc nga sya c Antonio?? nagiisa lang yan
walang katulad malay ko ba pero un ang 22o saludo ako sau toby.....
March 21, 2004
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TOBYlicious,
TOBYlong - eto na ang testi ko sa iyo!!! What can I tell? My dear, you
really looked like a BLIND MAN during the practice of our tactical with
that shades you're wearing. Kasi
naman, kung anu-ano yata ang tinitingnan eh! At saka matutulog ka ha
para naman kahit papaano ay maalagaan mo iyang mga mata mo (pero kahit
hindi na kasi matangkad ka na nga pala. Hindi ko alam ang sasabihin e!
Basta,
classmate ko itong taong ito nung 2nd yr kami, but he's been my good
friend since now (walang kalimutan ha pagdating ng college). ADDICT sa
CHAT, pati sa mga computer games lalo ang counterstrike pero ngayon di
na
masyado, lagi rin sa computer centers na may time na talagang nagsagawa
kami ng search sa lahat ng mga computer centers sa Malolos dahil lang
kailangan ng financial report, yung MP3 niya sa pc niya halos umabot na
ng 2000 (ano kaya gagawin niya pag nasira yung pc nila?), mahilig rin
magINTERNET-SURFING. Masipag mag-aral (joke lang yun) - dati oo, pero
ngayon... wala lang! Bago nga pala namin siyang classmate sa DRAFTING
SHOP palibhasa kasi kung kailang fourth year na kami dun pa madalas
hindi umatend ng drafting (buti pa nung 3rd year masipag ka tsaka nung
2nd yr pati rin 1st yr kahit di kita classmate nun). LOVE-LIFE niya???
Ewan ko! La namang naikukwento pero I'm sure meron (maraming nalilink
diyan eh) - LOVER BOY kasi!!! ^-^ KAKAIBA si Toby as in, lalo na dati -
laging wala sa sarili, ilang beses na ngang nabunggo ng sasakyan yan e
na ultimo side mirror na lang bumangga sa mukha niya at kapag tatawid
dire-diretso kahit may baliwag at victory buses na paparating
magkabilaan sa daan. Masarap kasama ang isang ito I assure you,
nakakatuwang kaBONDING. Isa rin siya sa mga anak ni Ma'am H.B. (heh,heh,heh...)
napakahusay na lay-out artist (echuzz!) - joke pero totoo naman. Lagi
rin siyang elected as
TREASURER at madalas kung anu-ano ang hinahanap sa kanya at pinapagawa
ng mga
teacher na sinusunod naman niya. Nga pala, maganda ang penmanship at
magaling sa lettering. Mahusay din tumugtog ng piano (gusto kong
tinutugtog mo yung Hungarian Dance). Kung lumakad nga lang medyo hukot
parang kulang sa confidence (kaya nagmukha ka talagang bulag nung
practice sinamahan mo pa ng malaWILLIE GARTE na shades). So much for
that; si toby??? Mabait, oo, mabait - mabuting friend, may pagkaweirdo
rin (kung sabagay lahat naman tayo ganon). Take care my friend!!!
May 13, 2004
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GRADUATION
DAY. Finally, he who was considered class clown whose worthy of nothing
would take this turning point of his life. And she, who had only cared
for the next party, had proved to make it this far. Given 5 seconds
until one has finally get to hold his diploma then
take another 5 seconds to bow at all these people. Teary eyed as these
students could only face higher at every strict teacher who had made
their lives miserable with dumped home works and failures. These are the
same teachers who had pointed them to the
welcoming halls of the detention room.
These same teachers whom each student had a moment spent to have an idle
banter on the halls. Whether it was for a good laugh or a word of
warning- each of us could only smile at these people and then glance at
the audience that contained a sea of faces who will forever be engraved
in our hearts. We can only swallow a few gulps thinking this is no
longer an impromptu speech moment where our legs had shiver beneath our
pants. These are no longer
the moments in which these teachers had control of our actions. We now
had finally
defeated the challenges within these halls, but
what comes after we walk off this stage? And will things ever be the
same after today?
Each person had a story. Within a school year,
before things had got as serious as college, no
one left the halls without a memory of having to
pull a teachers hair or plotting a humiliation
on class. Not one had a boring moment by the
window as a Chemistry teacher talked about
molecules and neurotransmitters. Not one had
escaped the stories of heartaches that had spread like a virus from
classrooms to
faculty rooms. Not one had passed the feel of a
triumph or loss of a football game.
We had our times. We had counted and
recounted friends that could be compared to a
balloon which, one day, would inflate or fly
away. But some, well kept, remains within us
like a miracle. They give us our reasons to get up every dreadful day.
They are the light that
radiates a curve on our face. And no matter how
terrible life seems to be, they had been there
all along. They had been with us in our journey.
And until the final day comes that we had to bid
goodbye, I can only hide a few tears for all the
times that wed someday miss. I can only look
back at the highlights of high school as a
cheerful year. Sad to know that there's no going back from here. As I
take hold of this diploma, I
would've chosen to set it free and take the spirited years of high
school once again. But I know you wouldn't be there to share it with me
no more. I know I am also in need to be pushed out the door, to take my
own life into a new direction. Goodbye to this old road that I used to
take. To the lunch boxes that turned into high allowances spent for
Saturday nights and dates. Goodbye to the faces that I've known by face
or by heart. Goodbye to the sound of locker after every game, to the
rustle of trees while waiting for my friends, to the everyday cheers and
chuckles on halls I could only walk alone to every door that finally
shuts behind me. I could only move forth the light that lies in front of
me. I can only be beckoned by this new chapter that I
have, from the start of high school, wished to be. Now, I hesitated a
bit, still afraid and unsure of what I was leaving. It will be more than
tapestry of memories. It will be more than stories vandalized on toilet
walls, more than scribbles
on classroom tables and more than the unknown meaning of a whisper from
behind the room. I took a last look at how things were left and readied
myself to a bigger battle. It was a bigger risk to take and I had no one
yet to help me take the first step. It wouldn't be just mere conflicts
about what to do in a bored subject or what gig to watch. It wouldn't be
just the squabbles about what food to order and who the prom queen
should be. It is no longer about the shiniest lip-gloss or the finest
hair. Its more than everything else that I have compiled for the whole 4
years in high school. One thing I know, this chapter that Id be leaving
would contain a bookmark in which I could always go back to. And
someday, Id be able to smile at the things that I could only cry at
during Graduation Day.
March 19, 2004
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e2 c toby? i think classm8 q ata cia nung s holy infant ska batchmate kmi nung elem...kso lumipat na cia ng skul eh...after nun d q na cia nkausap... mabait to...eiun gudluk nlng po sa career...take care!
March 14, 2004
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:-)
March 16, 2004
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: ano ba ung mssbi q ky antonio centenoIII??? c toby ay ung isnag type ng tao na wlang kbuhay2.. bsta, khit n gnun c toby, true friend k nman nyan. hndi rin xa un tipo na ng-iiwan ng isang kbgan. kpag nsa skul c toby, plgi lng nyang ksama ung kbrkda nya ath hndi mo mkktaan ng lungkot, lagi kc xang nktwa. hndi kmi close dati pero mssbi q ngaun na close n kmi khit ppno. xa ung nllptan q kpag my prblema q.. tlgang mbait yan, ssmahan k tlganyan... sa pagkakila2 q ky toby, hndi xa ung isa sa mga vocal s nrrmdman nya pero khit na ganun xa mkkta m qng my hlga k s knya... sa mga araw n nkkta q xa, prang wla lgi xang prblma.. sbi nga nya, hndi xa ung type ng tao na mrming prblma.. khit n hndi nya sbhn, mrrmdman m n lng un.. wla aqng mggwa, gnun xa eh.. oist!!! ggradu8 na tau!!! after 4 yrs of hardships, ngaun mttpos n.. cgro mkklmtan m nq dhil nsa mnla kn, ok lng skin un.. bsta msaya aq dhil khit n hndi mnq maala2 nging msya nman aq nung nkla2 kta.. ang drama q!!! pero gnun tlga eh, we need to take another step but we should not forget the past. hndi dpat ntin klmtan ung mga nkla2 ntin at n22nan ntin nung highschool p tau.. sumtyms i ask myself qng bkit q nkla2 2ng c toby, cgro dhil.... bsta!... wla lng.. mblik tau sa grdu8ion, mttpos n!!! grbe nkyanan ntin ung 4 yrs n un, ksama ung mggulo n mga hs.. ung mga maiingayy at hndi maubusan ng kwen2ng mga highskul.. wla lng tlaga qng msbi... un..... =p