Before the exams commenced *insert torturing noises here* , we had our flag disposal ceremony (or watchumacallit).
For being a loyal member of Social Science club *fits of cough* since I discovered it on my third year in high school, Sir Nane (Hernane V.) specifically chose me out of 12717291792+ members to be one of the presenters. Anyways, that was what my dreams said about it until reality bitch slapped me awake.
Huhuhu I felt so out of place during the whole duration. I felt like I was the only one who's got a bad posture and very very unflattering catwalk >.<
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