8 weeks have come and go very quickly even without me noticing it... i could still recall the fers day of skool where i came and did almost everything on my own... looking at those strange faces and expression around me... felt anti social that i would never imagine how close we have been... of cuz there are tyms where we acted lyk a bitch and behave lyk assholes... but nevertheless it had been a thrilling 8 weeks...

class runners to class jokers... teacher's pet to anti krew(moi and facis) we have been there and done that... open ourselves up and enjoying the comfort of our peers around us... did the morning greetings by banging the walls until we got a recognition for dat... jumped in the lift without being concern that it would breakdown when there was more of us than the maximum 13 people weight limit... farted here and there and even in the lift and acted like as if it was another social norms... people might think we are insane but its the bond that we have created....

currently doing rights to myself by resting for 2 short weeks... its been a stressful learning method... when skool restarts, it will only be 8 weeks left before we split class... but hopefully that the closure and the comfort remains as a class...

looking forward to next weeks class outing

A Recollection Of Memories...