Saturday, 17 December 2011


I understand what authors mean now when they say that when they read their own books, they don't experience what their readers will feel. I couldn't help but start getting OCD and turning into a grammar Nazi flipping through the pages of my yearbook.

Seeing everyone's comment on Facebook and Twitter about the yearbook made me so happy knowing that all our hard work is being appreciated by the grade. Especially seeing the "tough" guys of the grade get sad and nostalgic over the yearbook. It made me feel like we've done our job. (Someone even confessed to going to bed with it.)

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A year of dramas, late nights, hassling and ruining our eyesights for this yearbook. It was all worth it.

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