and as i was dreaming away in class, i realized that this was my last "first" day in high school. then i turned my heat a complete 180 and looked at everyone's faces. not merely glance like i did all those times last year. but really looked. every pimple, coloured brace on their teeth, every hair. or lack of it! ;)

i looked at the piece of plastic hanging which said 5 Cekap. 5. nt 4. but 5. seniors. less for the extremely potong-ing upper 6. but in everyone's eyes i still saw that child-like innocence. the product of being sheltered in a school. of nt being exposed to the big bad world in all it's infamous glory. of finding light at every end of the tunnel.

i realized that the f3's looked at us the way we looked at the previous f5's when we were in f3. how we gazed at them. and thought gosh, they're humoungous. okay. mayb juz sum of them. but now as a fifth former myself, i look around and i see the same faces i saw in f3.oh my they HAVE grown. but they're still the same ppl. no different from when they were 15. how ironic.

i seriously thought when i gt into f5 i would see every1 in a different light. a bigger light. but it's still the same ol' light. shining as brightly as it did 2 years ago. but this old light still serves its purpose. after all. why would i want to see them in a different light?

Track of the ahh entry:

Avril Lavigne - Keep Holding On

ahhh-ly,

BecKy