lesson learned

One sunny Saturday afternoon,
One pair of sore legs,
= Two inspirational fashion show clips.


Exhausted from dancing the night away, I woke up way past Brunchtime this morning. I treated myself with an unreasonably large meal - and received a message that notified no practice to attend today. Oh joy!

Now, accompanied by a beloved cup of water, I sit to jot down the reflective words of the past, present, and future days to come.

Speaking of YBK dance, it was amazing from beginning to end. One of the best dances I’ve been to – the laughter, tears, pictures, and memories. And of course, the highlight of the night was getting sexual with my lovely ladies (; Now that it’s over, I’m only saddened in knowing that when I come back as a Junior next year, the Senior Lawn will be ‘08 less. I will miss all of you dearly..




In reminisce of the past months I call the second year of high school – phew, what a rocky, but exciting rollercoaster ride! Compared to easygoing and rather dull flow of my previous year, being a sophomore was a quite an adventurous experience. Vigorous sleepless nights I sacrificed to complete academic tasks, new vocabulary, and more inside jokes. But mostly, amazing people I connected with and precious memories I shared with them - definitely priceless.


And above all, the lessons learned.

I learned to better handle my emotions and I learned that I am the happiest when I am among people. Because in the presence of them, I'm continually motivated and inspired – whether it's style, viewpoint of the world and life, or genuine act of kindness and care from the heart.
And I learned that failures exist in life and that I may fall hard, extra hard, but that I have to wipe off that dirt and stand back up – cus it’s only when I get back up and move on that I can truly be stronger then I was before.

Sure, there were the hard moments of change and frustration. But looking back, every second of agony and tears shaped and built me, bringing me to the place I stand as of now.


And definitely, sophomore year constitutes the best taste of Highschool I’ve gotten so far.
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