taking a bow

How about a round of applause. standing ovation…

Five grueling years, five law school years… is finally coming to a close…

How about a round of applause, standing ovation…

For that one good recit that kept us optimistic, or that bad one that made us suicidal…

For that final five minutes, or the first 175 of pure terror…

For the lengthy assignment, or that good news of “same readings for next meeting”

For the impossibly long list of cases to digest, or that short list of books to read…

For that pop quiz, or that surprise lecture…

For that professor you love, or the one you love to hate…

For that beadle (any beadle for that matter)

For the winter wonderland of a classroom, or for the sixth circle of hell…

How about a round of applause, standing ovation…

The feeling of sheer horror when class cards are shuffled…

The feeling of euphoria about a lecture…

The collective sigh of relief, professor not coming…

The collective gasps, midterm results coming…

The silence, when a door is opened…

The laughter that follows after a false alarm…

And the comfort through a text message- “walang daw pasok sabi ni atty…”

How about a round of applause, standing ovation…

For that smile when you enter the classroom…

For that pat on your shoulder after a bad recit…

For that applause after a great one…

For the classmates who whispered…

Wrote down on paper…

Traced letters on your back…

Used signs and body language…

Pinched your arms…

Kicked your foot…

Passed answers on papers…

Yes, for the friends who always had your back…

And most of all,

For the friends you meet, the one you lost, the one you want to have, the one you feel comfortable with, the one you talk to, the one you laugh with, you cry to, you cry for, the one you tell secrets to, the one who tell secrets to you, the one you trust, the one you despise, the one you once had, the one you will have, the one who made you laugh, the one who made you cry, the one you listen music with, the one you listen lectures with, the one who take pictures of you, take pictures with you, the one who texts you, the one who doesn’t, the one older or younger than you, the one who had most experience, the one who had the least, the old wise man… or woman, the crazy friend, the happy one, the somber or serious one, the wet blanket, the one that shocked you, that offended you, that hurt you, that you love no matter what…the one you shocked, that you offended, that you hurt, the one who you loved just the same… and that love you no matter what…the one you fought with, chat with, shout, eat, get drunk, vomit, dance and go home with… the friends you will remember… and for the friends you will keep…

How about a round of applause… standing ovation…

Come on and take a bow…