There’s work waiting for me to do. There are certificates waiting to be collected and sent for photocopying. There are exercise books waiting to be marked, experiments waiting to be carried out.
And the list goes on.
I still haven’t really recovered from the fact that we will not be sent for the basketball competition.
OK FINE. WHATEVER.
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We had our getaway over the weekend.
And I think playing in the rain was the best part. :)
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i'm halfway thru South of Broad. I think the story matches my jimo-ness.
sometimes, it's really a bit too late and you found yourself at the point of no return.
and you began to live in the world of 'what-if'.. The what-ifs filled up your mind every time you locked yourself in those moments.
Those Moments that stayed.
And the list goes on.
I still haven’t really recovered from the fact that we will not be sent for the basketball competition.
“There’s always next year”, some said.
OK FINE. WHATEVER.
*
We had our getaway over the weekend.
And I think playing in the rain was the best part. :)
*
i'm halfway thru South of Broad. I think the story matches my jimo-ness.
sometimes, it's really a bit too late and you found yourself at the point of no return.
and you began to live in the world of 'what-if'.. The what-ifs filled up your mind every time you locked yourself in those moments.
Those Moments that stayed.
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