Ola,

Never say 'I have failed'. Say 'I have not yet succeeded' -the family of Sri Aman.

That was it. The last day of High School. Probably the best day of High School, I kid you not. Getting our school uniforms signed on was a chaotic event. Sharpies flying all over the place, friends drawing on your bust and vajayjay, teachers giving you the look, plus sprinkles of laughters here and there. How can that not be fun? In the midst of all those craziness, we were reminded that we still need to use our school uniform for another three weeks. Without missing a beat, vulgar words came rolling out from each and everyone's tongue. For a second only, mind you. Then we were back at it, with a little added chaos. To top it all, I had the most amazing time with the first class company of my favourite girls, after the chaos had alleviated. We locked ourselves in the car and started goofing around, all four of us. With some deep and meaningful conversations in between, as per usual. Post-SPM activities have been planned, ie shopping for prom dresses, driving class that was put on hold, shopping escapades with the girls, roadtrips with the girls+lads, Prom Night itself and etc. Boy, I sure can't wait! Twenty five days till we can drink to the sweet taste of freedom.

Pictures, when I get them :)

On a different note, the battle is four days away. I am down to the last three chapters of History. Then, it's gonna be round two of 'cramming two years worth of History'.

Pray for me, Loves ♥


Buenna Notte,

Ola,

Never say 'I have failed'. Say 'I have not yet succeeded' -the family of Sri Aman.

That was it. The last day of High School. Probably the best day of High School, I kid you not. Getting our school uniforms signed on was a chaotic event. Sharpies flying all over the place, friends drawing on your bust and vajayjay, teachers giving you the look, plus sprinkles of laughters here and there. How can that not be fun? In the midst of all those craziness, we were reminded that we still need to use our school uniform for another three weeks. Without missing a beat, vulgar words came rolling out from each and everyone's tongue. For a second only, mind you. Then we were back at it, with a little added chaos. To top it all, I had the most amazing time with the first class company of my favourite girls, after the chaos had alleviated. We locked ourselves in the car and started goofing around, all four of us. With some deep and meaningful conversations in between, as per usual. Post-SPM activities have been planned, ie shopping for prom dresses, driving class that was put on hold, shopping escapades with the girls, roadtrips with the girls+lads, Prom Night itself and etc. Boy, I sure can't wait! Twenty five days till we can drink to the sweet taste of freedom.

Pictures, when I get them :)

On a different note, the battle is four days away. I am down to the last three chapters of History. Then, it's gonna be round two of 'cramming two years worth of History'.

Pray for me, Loves ♥


Buenna Notte,