April 1. 2007 – our graduation twenty-four hours. Our concluding twenty-four hours in high school. The twenty-four hours we’ve been waiting for. The twenty-four hours wherein we are traveling to shut another chapter of our lives. to eventually traverse the line. to make the stars and unhappily. to state adieu.

Four old ages. Four old ages of undertakings. assignments. scrutinies. packages of research documents – jaming so hard merely to go through it on the deathly deadline – clearances. and a whole batch more. But so. it’s still merely the first stage. we still need to go on what we have started. And that’s the college life. A batch will alter. for certain. But the memories. the merriment. the experiences… It all can’t be taken off merely like that. High school life is still the best of all time. Here. we can experience the adversities. sense of duty. the merriment of life. the game of love. the mystifier of picks. the mending of griefs. the signal to travel on. the clip that we are being pressured. the friends we can speak to. the teachers we one time both loved and hated. the events we will ne’er bury.

Every start has an terminal. But hey. the inquiry is: Is this truly the terminal of it? I don’t think so. I know that there’ll be more to come. Think positive ever. Put your picks and ends in life on the right path. Mention your mark and purpose to success! All of these. all of what we have now were made possible by our difficult work. the perspiration and blood of our parents and the counsel of God.

May it be that what we have learned over the past old ages will model us to be better people. Peoples who don’t merely travel along with this fast-paced universe. but people who see the terminal of the route clearly. As what Mr. Gasapo said last Friday dark. “You must hold a 20/20 vision” .

Fellow alumnuss. that paper – your sheepskin – is your cardinal to that dimension. A dimension which will offer a batch of chances to take from. And from these chances. will be your life. Populate that life. Never waste it. Stand to what you believe in is right. every bit long as it is truly the right 1. Show the power of the young person. Don’t put yourself down caused by the words of other people. Take it as a challenge in life and state. “This will go through. ”

Yes. “this will pass” . We have passed a batch of contentions. Our alone batch survived and will go on to last the quest of life. From “Qui Seperabit? ” to “Con Brio” . we held custodies and fought the strong moving ridges. And here we are. with our caps and togas on. ready to prosecute what we truly wanted.

The category prognostication said it all. Who knows? During our alumnas homecoming. it might all come true. Today. I’ll take this chance to stop up a web site. It is where the farewell addresss of my fellow alumnuss are posted on. Please. if you have clip. visit World Wide Web. nmaconbrio. tk. With this simple site. may it convey back and reminisce ideas of high school life to you.

Con Brio 2007. we are so with energy and luster. Keep that name wherever you go and be proud! May I request the Con Brio 2007 to delight sing with me the first stanza of our category vocal. “Goodbye my Friend” . ( ——- )

Yes. allow us maintain the cognition we have learned. Let us populate the dreams we have dreamed of. Let us demo the universe what we truly have. Together. everlastingly. we will stand. We will offer adieu today. but ne’er will we travel off. We will look back to our alma mater for it is here. where it all began. Farewell! Farewell! Hope to see you once more in the hamlets of life.