My world recently crumbled into that of post-its, coffee stains on scratch paper and piles of short story summaries built over nights that are usually minus three hours of sleep. Delight is now found on assurance that I will not be called for recitation in Math 64 at least for one meeting, on remarks like that saying there is no universe, and on a new wallet bought from a start of school sale. And so many other things. Really, life can get better but I am ecstatic about every detail of everyday lately. (And I'm starting to realise I'm hyperactive.) I've missed too many Prison Break marathons but I am just as gaga over Fish. We're eating lunch at AS lobby again, no more breaks long enough for a quick Krispy Kreme party. Days are hotter than ever, I walk longer than ever. I join Freda in squeezing walking from Physics pav. to Eng'g in five minutes. I am first to leave the room once MPs 10 class's over. Alone. I don't ask that often names of seatmates or whatever it is I can ask about them. When you are no longer a freshman, you will most likely laugh at the things you did when you were one.
I still want that True Blue lanyard. But with all these schoolmates wearing the centennial on their necks, I'm kind'a embarassed.
School has been stressful, very. But just as fun. :D
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