I remember during my high school days that I am dull. I am hard headed because I have fun being with my classmates and friends. I go home late at 7 or 8 in the evening. We just stayed in our school building and chit chat with each other but never think of “FLAMES, FLAMES” thing. At that time I don’t want to have a bf because I am in the honor roll so I want to maintain it for my mom. I thank God because I made it and I am a SALUTATORIAN in our batch. Mom is so proud of me though she were not with me during our Graduation Day because she is in Lebanon working as a DH. It’s okay as long as I make her happy and proud of me. I miss my high school days!