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Friday, March 28, 2008

hello hello everyone!
TIARA here!

this is like my very first time posting on the class blog (and only 'cause adeline openly put up the log in info, hahah)

anyway, i just want to say (again) how much i loved con camp this year because for the first time in 4 years, i actually felt CLOSE to the class. i mean, all this while its only been with the clique, y'know? steph, joan, nat, belle, anne, sam chan, mich. and. and. and. okay thats all i remember for now.

so yes, all those times playing whacko and OUCH are sorely missed by yours truly.

and what's cool, is that after the camp, cliques are redefined! ..somewhat.
like during holy week, from maundy thursday till easter sunday, we've been going for mass with people we wouldnt normally go with, if it wasnt for the ultimate bonding session in early march.

so well done to those who organised it, cos it was a blast(:


love, me.

9:00 PM

My Garden

A class of youth, struggling to place themselves in a future that seems too distant and alien.

Sometimes, plants grow

♥ joan
♥ steph
♥ tiara

And so, we look back


October 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
August 2008
October 2008

Thinking of the present


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1. Please include your name, because as much as we like to pretend we are psychic, we are not.
2. Please do not erase anything from the former posts especially those not written by you. This is rude, people.
3. Please write with seemingly objective views. I say seemingly because sometimes, subtlty works too. (:

Telling our friends


That we thank them


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