Graduation Feast... !

AKHIRNYA LULUS JUGAAA 

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Baru acara aja sih>< yeaay ! May 26th 2012! We're gathering here in our un-describe-able-mini-tiny-xweet junior high for almost the last time to cheer and celebrate our accomplishments from 3 years of hard-hardwork we spent. 

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Ah.... Finally. Ugh! Ha... I just.... can't say a thing. I'm both incredibly happy and extremely blue. I can't stand that this is just going to be the happiest last moments with you guys that will always and forever be in my mind. Yeah. In spite of that some of us are 'using' this dramatic time for................... love confession. Of course I'm not in ! >u< You can guess ........................................

Scrapbook for the only one, A man.

Unfortunately, he's not coming today. Seriously? yes. He's the nice little boy on duty to guard his house when his friends are having a graduation party which happens once in a lifetime-_________-"

"Although he's not coming today, I will give this to him whenever it is!" -Fired  Up Niken

We get in the same high school, eh? :p 

Hm... Dear teachers, thank you thank you thank youuuu very much. Your guidance lead us to the right path so that we can be here now. Dear Pak Sunar and family, I love your gorengan especially the heart-shaped one, but i still can't get the class key from you easily-___-, Dear janitors, thank you for being patient when we step on the mopped floor and keeping our toilets clean and smells good. Dear friends, there'll always be us and nospacebetweenthem. 

Goodbye my best friend, Miclyra. Do well at SMAN3Bandung, Okay? :')

Goodbye, Aul the ngehe. Jadi keker yah di SMA Taruna Nusantara :')

Rahma a.k.a. Mawar and me. Goodbye, war. Aku bakal tetep menjarah snack di rumahmu

It feels like just yesterday we took the entrance test, passed the unforgettable orientation, turned the class into a cinema, gossiped about "the guys" until late at night and missed the bus to mnc tv ;), having trouble on breathing because we had to survive on our final year, and now here we are.....

Yaya-Dhea-Amma-Miclyra-Me. We are a band of sisters!

Fly ! Fly! 

Sitting on the front rows in our best kebayas and suits, watching our hopes being flown to the sky altogether inside the balloons, hoping they will come to reality as we continue our lives on our separate ways... Goodbye and good luck my dearest friends and best friends. Keep in touch, eh? 

From the deepest chamber of the heart,






Isca.