And so, the last day of school ended. The fact that my routine is now changed feels weird. No matter how much we claim we hate school, the fact that it preoccupies our time is something we feel grateful for. We don't need to think about what to do, what to wear etc, and we can feel heartened by the knowledge that we are absorbing some knowledge, so our time is spent more usefully (right?)

Everyone around me is telling me how much they miss their class etc but I've yet to feel the sense of loss and emptiness. Maybe it's just late huh, probably feel it at the end of class chalet or something!

This year was a happier year for me (: At least I didn't need to think about how sucky my grades are and bla. -smiley faces everywhere!-

My stomach (abs in coach's context) hurts like TOOT. Can't laugh cos it'll be too unbearable.
Sound kinda coherent now.
Training tomorrow!

And why is my face flaking :/