DEDICATION + OLD PHOTOS FROM 2005
This piece is specially directed to my old high school. The photos are done last year 2005, during our last moments in our school. The images are ripped from my friend’s video camera, sorry that they are of bad quality. Click on the images to enlarge them.
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AD MAJORA NATUS SUM

It’s been so long ever since. I never managed to visit for more than a year, more than two years, and it seems to go on as our lives continue. Though this was so, I still remember all the collected treasures we all compiled together in the imaginary album called the heart. I miss you, my friends, my mentors, my second family. I miss all the days we spent together.
I have longed to see the serene view of the four walls of our classroom, longed to feel the calming breeze that was “tomorrow” to us long back. I have longed to see the heart-warming sight of the old basketball court out on the field we all used to play in, longed to hear the laughters that filled every area of those grassy plains and earthy hills.
I can as if grasp the faraway star that shone under that aged building where we all grew up and learned, here in my set of hands. All of us used to work so much, play so much, talk so much, spend so much altogether in our own private world. Our old high school, our second home. I still, to this day, long to ever reach your own hands, or yet alone to hear your voices.
We never cared for so much all those seemingly repetitive days. Always would wake up early to greet the morning sun, always would do these mind-deceiving homework that we thought difficult– but all of them were just little things that were part of that former life we all had. Even to the worst situations like these, today we long for it… Ironic, indeed.
I still have all the letters from our last retreat. I still have all the letters from our “note-passing” sessions in the classroom. I still have all those little papers, that over the passed years, now fragile treasures that even money won’t ever replace. Whenever I would look down to read at them, it would never fail to create an everlasting smile… even to my worst conditions.
To you all, I dedicate, these water streams of memories. I miss you all, my dear friends. I still continue to hope to see you all one day. For now, though I know it’s vague for you all to read, I pray for your healths and successes.
- For Saint Kostka School, Marikina City, Philippines
Love from, D.S.
KS-HS Batch 2005 4B Class


KS-HS Section 4A& 4B Graduation (Multi-Purpose Hall)
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