Painting Memories With Blue & White
I have always wanted to get into Ateneo. It has always been my dream school. One day my mom decided I should try taking the entrance test because who knows maybe I’d actually pass. At first I wasn’t expecting anything from it but I sure as heck hoped for the best. Like how the saying goes “Expect the least, but hope for the best.” I’m not sure if that’s exactly how they say it but it’s something along those lines. Haha.
I still remember passing the newly built building of the Ateneo and telling myself , “Someday, I’d get into that school and I’m going to graduate there.” And I did. I got in and I couldn’t be happier. At first glance you would think that it’s easy here in Ateneo. And worst case scenario – if you’re an outsider – you would think that students here are just snobby rich kids with a distinct accent when they pronounce Ateneo as “Arneo”. But you couldn’t be more wrong. The Ateneo community is more than that. They are the most welcoming family I have ever encountered. They are the humblest people and are very much grounded. They are passion-driven people. They are compassionate and loving. And most of all they are always there for each other.
I have not been here long. Truth be told, I’ve only been here for almost a year. Yet I feel like I’ve been here since I was in pre-school; because that’s how Ateneo makes you feel. I can truly say that this school is my second home.
Apart from the competitiveness, demanding lessons, long quizzes and challenging performance tasks you can never disregard the fact that being here is a blessing. This is where I met my closest friends, my favorite teachers (Although I’m not going to name them. Lol) and most importantly my “crushes”. Which are mainly just cute guys I admire from afar. Hahaha no but seriously, these little things are what makes your High School life exciting. And I’m so happy to have that here.
And this year is our last year here in Ateneo. It’s a bittersweet feeling, like you’re torn between feeling sad because you’re leaving the school that has been your second home for years and feeling excited because there is so much to look forward to in the future. And college is just around the corner, waiting for a new set of memories to be painted in a different color pallette. Waiting for you to explore different hues.
But I will surely miss the morning rush in the hallways, the distinct chatters and giggles of classes across the halls, the pagiging makulet of my classmates. The smell of food in the canteen area, the pressure of the upcoming intramurals and the fun and very reflective retreats. I will miss those terribly.
I owe Ateneo so much and I will never forget that it molded me to be the person I am today. It taught me to embody the 7C’s and the Magis, which means to do more and not settle for mediocrity. Ateneo has taught me values I would remember for the rest of my life, it introduced me to friends I would also never forget. And I cannot be more grateful for that. With all that said, even though we would leave this school soon, one thing is for sure. Once an Atenean, Always an Atenean. Our hearts will always, bleed blue.