PHOTOGRAPHS OF WHAT WAS...

BEAUTIFUL WHEREABOUTS OF MY PRESTIGIOUS INSTITUTION

RED STAGE-- the place where i once conducted the national anthem, the school hymn and the Zamboanga Hermosa Song.

OUR LADY OF THE PILAR CHAPEL-- it's where i attend the first friday mass and other Eucharistic events. i even had an unforgettable moment with my ex boyfriend (it's not what you think it is).
THE PILAR COLLEGE CANTEEN-- so far, it's the biggest canteen a school owns here in zamboanga. i will really miss the mas-masarap-sa-jollibee fried chicken and the talbog-ang-gravy sauce of this place. i think we, seniors of this batch, pig out a lot on their food. yum yum.
THE MARIAN ANNEX BUILDING-- our building, i say. this three-storey superstructure was my second home for 3 years of my high school life.
THE I-DONT-KNOW-WHAT BUILDING-- it's new. it's where the clinic, the guidance center and the T.H.E laboratory is located.
THE GROTTO-- it's where we practice, play cha-cha, play badminton and run like were still toddlers. LOLLL.
A LANDSCAPE NEAR OUR CLASSROOM-- somehow, it expresses our negative emotions as we leave the portals of our beloved alma mater. the dryness of the field, specifically. maybe i say i'm dry because i still didnt get enough memories in high school to keep me moving to the next level. i think im still thirsty for moist. i still want to stay and enjoy, and so as the others.
THE CASHIER AREA-- i'll never forget how considerate my school was to those people who were financially challenged.
THE MOTHER IGNACIA BUILDING-- i seldom stay here. maybe i get to step on this piece of ground when i go to the library and the projection room.

MOTHER IGNACIA's STATUE IN FRONT OF THE CHAPEL

OUTER LOOK OF THE CHAPEL

THE GYMNASIUM

THE PEOPLE

THE FIELD CALLED QUADRANGLE

THE BEAUTY OF THE NATURE

THE CATERPILLAR TRYING TO MAKE IT'S WAY OUT OF THE COCOON LIKE WHAT WE, THE GRADUATES OF 2009 ARE ABOUT TO DO WHEN INTRODUCED TO COLLEGE.

THE NEWLY BUILT COVERED AUDITORIUM

how am i gonna live without a glance of these sites? it's hard to be so attached to things that aren't permanent. moving-on, goodbyes and other things that go with detachment make me sick.:(