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09/01/2025

STILL AT THE TOP

The Electron staffers once again rose to the top as they remained triumphant in the recent Division Secondary Schools Press Conference (DSSPC) last December 7 and 8.

Pubmat | Sophia Braganza

08/01/2025

ICYMI | GR. 10 CALENDAR EXHIBIT

Grade 10 sections showcase their calendars in an exhibit and cafe event spearheaded by the MAPEH department in the Quezon City Science High School (QCSHS) dome.

Caption | Brianna Cimacio
Photo | Jela Flores

07/01/2025

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | WEATHER THE STORM
By Mary Grace R. Espiel

One of the things that will be remembered about 2024 is the number of typhoons that hit the country. Between late October and mid-November 2024, the Philippines was hit by six consecutive tropical cyclones — typhoon Kristine followed shortly by super typhoon (ST) Leon, typhoons Marce and Nika, and STs Ofel and Pepito.

Heavy floods, landslides, and storm surges brought by these successive cyclones caused extensive damage to the country. Although the damage caused by real typhoons is of course far more severe than our “typhoons”, I am very thankful that The Electron has braved certain storms with varying tropical cyclone wind signals since the start of S.Y. 2024-2025.

SIGNAL NO. 1 — LACK OF STAFFERS. This was the first blow. Most of our competing staffers graduated last S.Y., so it was a challenge to begin preparing for press conferences and our lined-up activities. We had to start from inviting new members, holding orientation and screening to facilitating tryouts for special categories. We were overwhelmed by the response of the students and amazed by those who tried out. Soon, we were able to fill each category, and we even had understudies. We are also thankful for alumni staffers who were there to help us.

SIGNAL NO. 2 — NOT HAVING A JOURN ROOM FOR TRAINING. The next blow was the lack of a permanent training room and a journ room. We were excited to have a Brigada for our journ room, so we were dismayed to find out there was a power outage in the room. There were times we had to leave a training venue due to a conflict of sched or emergency meetings. We had to be literally “mobile” journalists moving from one venue to the next vacant room. Good thing our department head and principal were very easy to run to. We had the gym, SBM Room, ICT Room to go to. Plus, we now have a journ room. 😊

SIGNAL NO. 3 — CLASS REQUIREMENTS. This is a yearly “typhoon” for me and the staffers. Many times we say, “When it rains, it pours” :p There were presscon preps, newspaper tasks, and our acad requirements. It was a real challenge to deal with them, but we had to face things head-on. We are thankful for the understanding and supportive teachers who helped us get through the more hectic than usual season.

SIGNAL NO. 4 — LOSING. This one hit the hardest. It was heartbreaking to see staffers devastated when the school or their names were not called during awarding ceremonies. This is understandable because all of them worked hard for it. Nevertheless, we are thankful for losing. It allowed us to learn, to strive to be better next time and to look forward to the next feats we will have as a team.

For The Electron, 2024 did not at all feel like we were walking on sunshine. But, we thank this year for the typhoons that “rained on us. Thank you 2024 for the many times we had to weather the storm... For it is through the stormy days that we appreciate more our sunny days.

06/01/2025

G2G: Got To Be Grateful | Fireworks
By Yuki Balleza

As I watched the fireworks explode in the sky, painting it with beautiful colors, I couldn’t help but think of the year 2024. Much like a firework, it was a year of short-lived and long-lived moments — some dazzlingly beautiful, while others unexpectedly chaotic. Each burst of light reminded me of the highs, lows, and the in-between sparks of the past year that came and went in the blink of an eye.

A firework begins with anticipation, like the start of a new year. As the clock struck 12 am on January 1, there was an immediate sense of hope and expectations for everybody including me. The launch of a firework is similar to the new year, the anticipation of something great happening, filled with energy, optimism, and the motivation to achieve and do something extraordinary this upcoming year.

However, like fireworks, not everything in life is smooth and 2024 was no exception. The first few months brought challenges: a test you studied for but didn’t get a grade you wanted, that one Math score, and the feeling of carrying it on your shoulders alone all at once.

But the best thing about watching fireworks is experiencing it with the people you love. I wouldn’t have gotten through this year without my family, friends, and classmates. Even in the brief moments, you’re thankful because of the people you got to share the experience with.

In the end, 2024 was like a firework: vibrant, unpredictable, and fleeting. It impressed us with its brilliance, startled us with its booms, and left us with memories to carry forward. And just as we wait for the next firework to light up the night, we now look toward 2025 with renewed hope and anticipation, ready for the next explosion of light and life.

05/01/2025

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | Shifting Eras
By Rez Floresca

2024 was the Year of the Dragon, full of big challenges and roaring energy. Now that the dragon's at peace, we’re stepping into 2025, the Year of the Snake — a time for new struggles, growth, and transformation. As one era settles, another begins. Here’s to letting go of what was and embracing what will be.

04/01/2025

G2G: Got To Be Grateful | A Pause by the Sea
By Thien Than Mangubat

As I sat by one of the shores of Zambales, I couldn’t help but feel the need to pause for a few moments to take in my surroundings and gather my thoughts. As I did, the salty air of the sea warmed my lungs, and the sounds of waves crashing into each other filled my ears. At that moment, the sea — though vast and unknown — brought tranquility to my soul. Truly, it was a moment of serenity.

There were several things that ran through my mind. I thought about how the year had gone: rushed and draining, with barely any time left for recreation and reflection. Even so, this year provided me with many important experiences and abundant blessings, including the little things I learned to be thankful for and the bigger things I appreciated a lot.

School life wouldn’t have been more bearable if it weren’t for the people I had spent most of my days with: my loving friends who shared my laughter and hardships, and my teachers who continued to guide me to further excel in my academics. These are the people I know my heart will never forget, and whose experiences I’ve shared with will help each one of us become better individuals in the near future.

However, my circle wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t mention my Discipleship group; a small group I have at church who I give acknowledgement to for their support throughout my personal journey in becoming a woman of Christ. I am truly thankful for having met them all this year and having bonded with them while we studied God’s Word. They helped me to draw myself closer to God which gave me even more confidence to stand as a Born-Again Christian and a striving young lady who is a work-in-progress in my generation today.

Of course, I would also have to credit my #1 support system; my family, for their continuous love and support during my ongoing journey to become the best woman I know God wants me to be. I thank my parents, my little sister, and the rest of my family members and relatives who continued to love and support me unconditionally despite my flaws and the mistakes I have made in the past. Truly, there aren’t enough words invented to fully express my love and appreciation for them all. I have only my heart and service to give to let them all feel the very depths of my thanks and feelings for them.

In the end. I never would've had these wonderful people in my life if it weren’t for God who made all things possible for me; who has given me the confidence and strength to go about my daily life at school and at home. He is the reason behind my successes, the blessings I receive, and the perfect plan I know I have for the future because He is the author of my life.

As I thought about all these things I was grateful for, I couldn’t help but smile at the setting sun by the horizon up ahead, realizing that I was also being thankful for the opportunity to pause and relax by the sea.

That day, I walked away from the shore with my heart full of love and happiness for the year I had. Because despite all the trials I had gone through in the past year, I still found a lot of things to be thankful for, and I wouldn’t trade any of it for the world.

03/01/2025

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | Wishing on a star
By Julia Viloria

“2024, please be good to me,” I wished as my family started counting the last few seconds of the year 2023.

This year started off far from good. It started off with many uncertainties, with many challenges I had to conquer. Each one being harder than what I’ve experienced in the past years. It wasn’t easy at all. I recall how I always thought that problems were easy to face, as long as I face them head-on. Yet this year, I was taken aback. I experienced something that had caused me to spiral — one that changed me permanently.

I had lost people who I considered friends, with many relationships broken, some changed and would never be back to the way they were. For the first time in my life, I was genuinely scared. I felt like I had no one to run or to talk to. Each second felt like I had been suffocating, as I forced myself to calm down — rotting in bed, hoping that the feeling would stop sooner so I can get back to all my responsibilities that were slowly being piled up. Yet that feeling never stopped. My productivity declined, and my self-esteem was lower than ever while I gained social anxiety.

Everything that was going through my mind had to be concealed, I tried my best to act normal in order for me to catch up with the endless demands of life. I finished one task after the other, barely making things in time.

New challenges surfaced, with me becoming anxious about what would happen in the future. I was growing older, and I feared that I wouldn’t be able to live up to the expectations of the people around me. People believe that I would become like my mother, maybe even better. They’re confident I'd get into the best colleges. Yet there I was, afraid that I’d be a mere disappointment. Again, I felt a heavy weight on my chest. Not knowing what to do, I found myself lying in bed, scrolling endlessly to try and calm myself down. It didn’t work again, so I had to pretend to be okay. Hoping that things would be over soon.

On a Sunday night while attending my weekly mass, I kneeled looking up to the altar, wishing and praying to God. “Please help me get through these times, give me courage to move forward once again.”. I left the Chapel feeling a bit more light, as if part of my worries were lifted off my shoulder.

In the following weeks, I continued going to church and wishing that everything will get better. God heard my wish, he heard my struggles and sent me people who would help me find my peace. He sent me friends that would cheer me up whenever I felt down. He sent me people who’d notice the slightest change in my mood and ask me if I’m okay. He sent me people who’d be there for me, even If I didn’t know them personally. I found comfort in these people I’d only see and talk to through the screen.

Since then, I’ve slowly gotten back on my feet. With a new-found courage to face things head-on, and to not care about what other people think. To just be me, as long as I don’t harm others. I also found peace in the people who had been there for me throughout my hardships this year, and solace in my second home, the chapel.

If I had anything to be grateful for this year, It’d be that God, my star, heard my wish that night and made it come true.

02/01/2025

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | The Man I Will Be
By Yuri Gabriel Jesus Jimenez

I kind of hate my life, I hate it because of how hard it is. Everything I have is something I struggled to get, all of what I am is a product of endless misery and struggle. Now, the question of G2G’s prose struck me like an unexpected crotch shot. What do I have to be grateful for?

The answer is… Everything. A more appropriate question would be, “what should I not be grateful for?” To tell you the truth, such a mindset is quite hard to adopt. Near impossible for someone like me who grew up best of friends with helplessness and misery and yet still, I try, because it is all we can ever do.

Even now I would like to say that 2024 has not been kind to me, that this year alone, I had been crushed like a bug underneath the world's heel in all its indifference but I can't and I won't. Somehow, someway, each step forward I take sinks me deeper and deeper into the mud, and somehow, someway, the next few steps are met with something that just makes it all the more worth it.

As I weather the storm that's plagued my soul for countless years, I've found myself tempered by it. Though once, it extinguished my spark, snuffed out my light, and left me a hollow husk, there can be no deniability that this flood that drowned out my passion had baptized and humbled my spirit in its inexorable conquest.

Now with a changed perspective, a couple of steps back after being shoved back to my starting point, I've started to take my time appreciating and observing things as I go. Many things have come for me to be grateful for, especially the gifts given to me by the very precious people—the few there are—in my life. Just the idea of being someone worth remembering fills me with a deep-seated sense of gratitude and euphoria.

Despite the many gifts that have been given to me within the year, most of which would stay with me for likely the entirety of my lifetime, the greatest gift is the culmination of every single effort that gave me this opportunity for change. Their belief in me has made me believe in myself. I still remember the way Ma'am Espiel fought to sit me in the spot she knew I could shine in, and even though the lord knows just how much I resisted, in the end all I can do is try and make those who believe in me, proud.

“Oh, you better listen to me, because I will be the one to mold you into the man you will be.” - The Maldita of QueSci, Ma'am Gracie “Mother” Espiel, 2024.

01/01/2025

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | It Wasn’t Perfect and I’m Glad
By Chesca Jane Hernandez

Time flies, things change, and I grow.

Whenever I think back to the year 2024 in the perspective of myself in the distant future, I imagine the way I’ll cringe and turn away, denying the year like the plague. Sure enough, 2024 was something else entirely. A lot of what I hoped for didn’t come to fruition, and those that did, came with their own baggage of trouble in hand. Despite this, there’s a lot of good and bad that I’m thankful for.

This year packed a punch, and its hardest blow came in the form of December 10. What a great way to end the year, right?

It was my first time managing an event as big as a school-wide seminar and to say it was jam-packed with shed tears was an understatement. I felt a lot of disappointment and grief that day, coming to terms with the pressure I felt as the successor of a club that had such a strong roster the past year. It was scary to have all these concerns and questions thrusted my way. For every problem I addressed, a new one arose, and soon enough, I shed more tears in one day than I did in the past eleven months. The months spent anticipating, planning, and preparing for this day felt futile.

I felt awful at that moment, and a little scared if anything, but admittedly, the mental beat-up I experienced that day gave me an early Christmas present: the gift of looking beyond. For the longest time, I had a chronic problem of either pressuring myself so much that I isolated myself, or overly depending on the thoughts and feelings of others as a source of reassurance for my actions. I’ve stayed so focused on a single, or in this case, double way of looking at things that I end up with the worst possible mindset of unattainable perfection. The stress I felt managing a big event made me realize that no amount of preparation will 100% prevent mishaps, a realization that helped me see things differently.

As people congratulate the organization and I for a successful event, I recognize that for all the hiccups we went through, we did it. We really did. Suddenly, the phrase, “Things might go wrong, but that doesn’t mean things will go badly,” came out of my mouth, which is unexpected because a year or two ago, I would have cried myself to sleep thinking of how I messed up. I’ve learned to build a tough mind and way of thinking, one that I felt I lacked in the early parts of my leadership journey. This is one of many that I still need to improve before I ever become a ready leader, but hey, what’s a character without a little tussle?

2024 wasn’t all that bad. Maybe I won’t look back with a full smile, but I’ll fondly remember the “me” that came out of it.

Time will fly, things will change, and I will grow.

31/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | A Spark from the Past for the Future
By Liana Carmona

Time moves so quickly. Faces I used to know are becoming harder to recognize, and I often feel anxious about what the future holds. As I grow older, I am learning more about myself and forming my thoughts about life. One question stays with me: Can my past help me shape my future?

Looking back at my first three years of high school, I have seen so many people grow. Some have reached their goals early, while others have faced and overcome their fears. And then there is me. I still cannot believe I have made it to ninth grade at Kisay. Math was always a struggle for me, and there were times I thought I would not make it. But here I am, and I am grateful that what once felt impossible is now my reality.

I am thankful for all the blessings in my life: my family, my friends, my pets, and all the moments I have shared with them. These gifts remind me that even during tough times, there is so much to appreciate. Through faith, I have met people who have changed my life, and I am grateful for every one of them.

One important lesson I have learned is to focus on the present. For a long time, I felt trapped by my past mistakes, like they were holding me back from the future. I was told I needed to “secure my future,” but no one can fully control what is ahead.

Life is full of surprises. One moment can change everything — you might lose someone dear to you or meet someone who changes your life. I have realized I should not spend all my time trying to fix the past or worrying about the future. What matters most is the present moment.

So let us make the most of today. Life is short, and the time we have right now is worth enjoying. Hug the people you love, tell them how much they mean to you, and take the chance to live fully in the moment. That moment is now. Let us make this new year of our lives more meaningful and a reason to be grateful for living another milestone. Happy Holidays to all!

30/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | Sheltered by the Unspoken
By Kayne Bandal

I would’ve stayed through the storm, but you chose to protect me from the rain I never feared.

Sometimes, love isn’t about sharing the thunder but about keeping someone dry even when they’re willing to get drenched. This year, in all its chaos and beauty, felt like a series of shifting skies, and I owe its brightest moments to the people who walked with me; those who brought umbrellas when I stubbornly chose to dance in the rain.

Friendship, I’ve learned, is not always loud. It’s the kind that makes you feel seen even when you’re trying to disappear. Sometimes, it’s a quiet presence, like the hand that steadies you when the ground feels unsteady. Sometimes, it’s a lighthouse, guiding you back to the shore when the waves pull you too far out. This year gave me these lighthouses and steady hands, making me pause and realize that maybe strength isn’t what I thought it was.

I always believed I could survive the storm, that enduring hardship alone made me brave. However, bravery isn’t just standing in the rain; sometimes, it’s admitting that you don’t want to get wet anymore. My friends didn’t laugh or leave when I refused their umbrella, but they stayed, holding it up until I stepped under, showing me that sometimes the strongest thing we can do is let someone stay close.

Throughout the year, there were days I felt weightless, and there were days I felt like I was drowning in the downpour. But, the thing I’ll remember most is that no matter what the weather was, someone stayed. They stayed when I was silent, stayed when I was angry, stayed when I tried to push them away. Somehow, that changed everything.

I’ve spent so much of my life believing I had to carry my own weight, fight my own battles, and bear my own storms. But then came the small, quiet gestures. Friends who checked in when my silence was too long, who noticed the tiredness I failed to hide. They didn’t just stand with me, they shielded me. They reminded me that even the strongest souls need shelter sometimes.

Maybe that's what friendship really is. It’s not fixing, or solving, or even always understanding. It’s being there, no matter how loud the thunder or how long the rain lasts. It’s showing someone, without words, that their storms don’t scare you.

Looking back, I start to see the rain differently now. It was never about enduring it, it was about learning to let someone walk through it with me. Friendship isn’t just about surviving the storm. It’s about finding shelter in each other, even when we think we don’t need it.

To the friends who stayed when things got messy, who chose to listen when I had no words, who served as the warmth when I felt the cold creeping in, who saw my worth when I doubted it myself — thank you. You serve as my constant reminder that in every quiet and profound way, I am never truly lost, no matter how wild the winds may be.

I never feared the storm, but you taught me that standing together in the rain is what makes the storm worth it.

29/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | I Saw The TV Glow ᯓ★
By Estella Nicole

This year, I came out as a trans woman — something I wasn’t entirely sure I’d end up doing back then. It wasn’t that I thought people would be against it; I just worried they’d be confused. There are only a few of us in our batch, and I hesitated to stand out more than I already do. But I’m so glad I went through with it, and I’ve never been happier to be wrong (well, not entirely).

I’m incredibly grateful for my friends, my section, and everyone who met me with love and kindness. I feel over the moon knowing I have people who treat me like family—more than I could ever repay them for. Of course, there have been changes in my wider social circles, like accepting that teenage love might practically be impossible for me. But I’ve come to terms with it.

Romance isn’t the only form of love I can give, and I’m excited to share even more with the people who deserve it next year. I love you all—my stars of the night.

xoxo,
ur lil miss kupido 💘

28/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | Two-Zero-Two-Four
By Martin Adrian Chua

A poem ends with a Z
With all things I wish to be
With loops of ups and downs
Turning emotions away from frown

Before 2024 fades away
The year that I choose my way
Celebrating my novel's half-decade
With plans of making an escapade

The year with wild emotions
A time with lots of ambitions
Met her again after a college test
A new challenge of overcoming the best

Youths with lots of wonder
Amids a challenging year to ponder
New beginnings awaiting to see
Never lose your sights on the sea

A new hope will come, before a second Z

26/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | WIN OR LOSE
By Winona Ellysse Solidum

If there was one thing I knew I would be awarded a medal for, it would be being the world’s best loser.

This past year was a dream come true for the kid I used to be. She yearned for a taste of gold after losing the same public speaking contest for six years straight, and knowing that I gave her her first medal in a Division-level press conference makes my heart full. The fact that I won 4th place in a national-level improvised speaking competition on top of that was enough to put me on cloud nine.

But everything has its season, victories come and go, and winning will never last a lifetime.

I joined my TV Broadcasting team in the latter leg of the 11th grade, and now that I am in my senior year, I was determined to make my last press conference season count. In my head, I had a vision: winning gold for anchoring and to ensure my now-team’s spot for Regionals. The new team was efficient; we worked well with one another, and held each other accountable. With a little more training, we would be ready to compete. And within a few months, we were.

District Level treated us with love. Medals were given through hard work, and I had the blessing of being recognized thrice: Best Infomercial, Best Anchor, and 2nd Best News Presenter, with one of our field reporters winning first. I could not be more proud of what our little family had accomplished.

Division Level was another story. We tried everything that we could, but the losses were already piling up the moment our software malfunctioned during the final presentation. It ended with all of us coming home empty-handed, disheartened, and wondering what could have been.

This year was one of my victories from the previous school year, and losses for this one; but while achievements are inherently something to be grateful for, the lessons that losses lend us are to be cherished as well, and the ones that hurt are what sticks the most.

Losing has brought me back to the ground after soaring to great heights. It taught me to remember where I came from: a kid who learned to be strong through picking herself up and brushing the dust off of her scrapes; a student who lost elections, friends, and awards; a person who has witnessed rejection, grief, and heartbreak.

I first became a student journalist to tell my side of the story. Today, I write with the understanding that my position as a Feature Editor, Anchor, and Writer has gravity, a weight to it: that I carry with me the voices of the people I write with, write about, and write for. The loss in a press conference knocked some sense into me, and I was reminded of my duty beyond winning. I was reminded that my strength does not lie in my awards, but in the lessons I learn in pursuit of them.

Win or lose, this year was an achievement — one that does not need a medal to prove itself as such.

24/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | A Quiet Symphony
By Briana Bandojo

As the year draws to a close, I find myself in a reflective space, painted with gratitude for the moments, lessons, and connections that have graced me these past 12 months. This year, gratitude did not arrive in grand bursts but in quiet symphonies — a series of soft notes that have composed a year worth surviving. It was a year of finding meaning in the subtle and overlooked.

I am grateful for the mornings. Not the dramatic, sunrise-over-the-mountain kind, but the small miracle of the warmth of the sunlight streaming through the window, constantly reminding me to pause and cherish the gift of a fresh start — a chance to realign and renew. I used to sleep through this beauty but this year, mornings taught me patience. They gave me the space to breathe and observe the world waking up alongside me.

I am grateful for the people beside me. Not for their roles but their essence. For the way my closest friends seem to know when I need a long and warm embrace more than repetitive and empty words of encouragement. For the special person I have let go of, leaving me with lessons and memories I will hold onto tightly forever. For my family that anchored me to the ground during times I attempted to drift away along the stormiest days.

I learned to be grateful for the struggle. It is an odd thing to say because I have often cursed challenges. But the tough days, the ones where uncertainty and fear threatened to overwhelm me, forced me to grow. Everything I did, I did with fear. I found the strength I did not know I possessed. I learned to embrace the messiness of being human, to stumble and rise without shame.

Perhaps most of all, I am grateful for the ongoing process of becoming not who I think I should be, but who I truly am. This year has been a long cycle of shedding of layers that no longer serve, exposing the genuineness deep within, and a celebration of growth. For every step forward, every stumble, and every moment of grace along the way, I am deeply and endlessly thankful.

Gratitude, I have found, does not always need to be loud and proud. It thrives in the simplicity of recognizing how much we already have. It is about appreciating the in-between moments and realizing that the ordinary is often extraordinary when seen through a different lens. Ironically, these quiet symphonies were the best remedy to the loudest of days.

So as this year winds down, I carry this symphony with me — a chorus of gratitude for the often overlooked things in life. And though the melody is quiet, it is powerful enough to carry me into the next year with a heart full of gratitude.

23/12/2024

G2G 2024: Got to be Grateful | Walking my Chosen Path
By Ramil Ramones Jr.

Life is too short to contemplate about the things that could have been. Always stay in the present, for no future is promised.

As I stand at the end of a path that splits into two unknown destinations, I am reminded of life’s greatest gift: the ability to choose. Every day we are given moments where we decide between the obvious and the uncertain, the easy and difficult, and the comfortable and uncomfortable. This year I am grateful that I have a choice.

Choice is what makes us human. It is the quiet power we wield that can make a roaring change in our lives. Having a choice is a testament to our freedom and personality, yet it is not always easy. Many times, I have hesitated, frozen in fear of making the wrong decision. I ask myself “What if saying no leads to regret? What if saying yes is the better option?” These questions ring through my mind, and for a couple of seconds, time feels frozen. But then, I remember that standing still is not living.

This year taught me that the act of choosing is more important than the result. Whether the decision leads to happiness or sadness, success or failure, every decision shapes who we are. The choices I have made no matter how big or small have added experiences to my life that I would not trade for anything. Even the wrong ones hold value, they have taught me lessons, showed me what it means to be resilient, and given me stories to tell.

The forest paths, captured in the photograph, reflect on the choices we make every day. Neither paths are right nor wrong, they simply lead to different destinations. What matters is that we have the choice to pick one and walk forward, trusting ourselves to navigate whatever lies ahead. Wherever life takes me, I will always trust my journey.

As 2024 comes to a close, I find myself at peace with the uncertainties of life. I no longer dwell on what could have been. Instead, I am grateful to have the power to decide, to make mistakes, to learn, and to grow. After all, it is in our choices that we define who we want to become. To have a choice is to be alive, and for that, I am forever grateful.

Photo by Ramil Ramones Jr.

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CELEBRITEACH: EPISODE 2, Sir Merilles Watch as Sir Merilles engages in XX Questions with The Electron where he talks about his stance on AI use, the reason he won't leave teaching in the Philippines despite being able to in the US, and more. GUEST | Sir Earl Merilles HOST | Dylan Robles VIDEO | Ramil Ramones, Julia Viloria, Johann Clemente, Marco Fabros, Gabe de Silva, Auvey Tuppil, Marcus Lugod

CELEBRITEACH: EPISODE 1, Ma'am Binas Watch as Ma'am Binas reflects on her teaching career, life in QueSci, and what her last World Teachers' Day was like as she prepares to finish her role as a teacher this December. The uncut audio of this episode may be found in the GDrive link below. 🔗: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-d_bmsJCBWp3Dsdh0yZuYuhK9u0SrbTh?usp=sharing GUEST | Ma'am Dolores Binas HOST | Yasvin Campos VIDEO | Gabe de Silva, Marco Fabros, Ramil Ramones Aljane Venice, and Yasvin Campos

BROADCAST | QCSHS GAWAD PARANGAL 2024 See how teachers of QCSHS celebrated the night away at the Gawad Parangal last October 4. Video | Mikyla Espana, Johann Clemente

BROADCAST | QCSHS WTD 2024 CELEBRATION See as QCSHS celebrates World Teachers' Day last Friday, October 4. Video | Amber Andrada, Johann Clemente

BROADCAST | QCSHS ALUMNI HOMECOMING 2024 See as QCSHS alumni from different batches celebrated the homecoming last night, September 14. Video | Willron Corpuz and Johann Clemente

BROADCAST | QCSHS FAMILY DAY Watch how Scientians spent their Family Day yesterday, September 15. Video | Jamila Perez

BROADCAST | QCSHS FOUNDATION DAY See how Scientians celebrated QCSHS' 57th Foundation day earlier today, September 13. Video | Izabella Actub