Move Along

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

A song by the All American Rejects has struck me almost a month ago when I heard it for the first time. I’ve always thought of writing something about it but I never found the right time, I guess now is the time when I can share my thoughts about it. Because, I feel that no matter what happens, or whatever the events that catch you there is nothing you can do and move along. Whether it’s getting your first ever 74 or losing a close friend it’s the same; you catch yourself, stand up and move along just to make it through. Because there is no use just sitting around feeling miserable for what has happened. Whatever happens, it happened for a reason and you can’t complain about it. Almost everything in the world is a competition; no matter how we look at it it’s always a game. And in a game, there are always winners and losers. But, we can’t just sit around and let things happen, we need to do something about it.

Yesterday during Recess we caught our first ever TPA Week Performance at school. Pulled out from class 30 minutes before time, we set-up downstairs in preparation for our performance. We started things off by playing our original, Falling. Afterwards we played Dizzy Boy by Pedicab. After that we played Love Song, though it was our version of the song it was derived from Anberlin’s version. Finally the moment came when people were starting to settle down to have their recess and watched us, so we decided on playing Elesi by Rivermaya. I liked Elesi though I think I over did it by jumping on stage during the last chorus. We played Mr. Clay by Bamboo which by far was our worst song during the performance and we capped it off with Californication by The Red Hot Chili Peppers. When everyone is gone an open Jamming of Hellelujah by Bamboo and then I went back on the campaign trail. To all those who watched us, I can’t thank you enough for taking time to watch us play. Among those whom I saw were Chinito, class 3E, class 3F, Io, Jomari, Jarren, Michael, Raffy, Ikee, class 3H, Mr. Lobo, Ms. Macé, Ms. Tin, Ms. Alona and Mr. Nicdao and so many others I can’t remember anymore! Thanks for coming over to watch us!

Last week we went to Xavier for annual EDSOR Leadership peace conference held at Xavier. If there is on thing I remember it’s requesting for no classes the upcoming Monday. Anyway it deviated from the traditional EDSOR by organizing tribes of students to work together the entire conference. Though it’s inevitable that the schools will flock together at times I think the tribe system went really well. Although our skit sucked, it was obvious because Ms. Rhea was there signaling us to cut short our presentation. But hey! It was a great EDSOR nonetheless.

Life is funny, things happen for a reason but we can do something about it. Once the moment has passed all we have is our memories to recall them, especially if it’s something great. I remember my first day in LSGH or the first time I perfected an exam. But what makes life more mysterious is that we vividly remember the bad things that happen to us. The time when I got my first Sad Slip, the time I was bullied, my first notice of low scores, my first line of 7, the first time I failed a subject. Some can’t even be categorized in either of these like the time I lost the elections back in grade 6. These all happened for a reason, and because of these things, they all made me a stronger person.