I'm moving on already. To the next level, another milestone in life.
I'm really glad I ended this Sec 4 year with my group of eeeeediots/ gayasses.
I got to admit, they made my last final year memorable, significant, noteworthy, imperative, terrific, compelling.
Whatever adjective you can think of.
This year, I went through quite a lot. I lost someone really dear; some friendships were broken.
Along the way, I've grown to realize the importance of treasuring and cherishing.
The gist of everything is,
I really really really really really love 4807, especially my dearests.
The school gave us a super cute balloon and a cool pen with laser. HAHA.
Everyone in the hall cried like we were grieving.
Including the principal.
And I phew that in the end, I didn't have to make a speech on stage on behalf on my class.
I bet I'll embarrass myself if I speak and I start crying.
For once, we sang the school song uber loudly.
ManyLOVES for the gay spirit!
