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I miss being in AC. I miss the 5-minute ride going to school and back. I miss the taho vendor who sells outside gate 4. I miss Manang Rose (I actually do). I miss greeting familiar faces along the corridor. I miss entering IV-1 classroom. I miss going to section 2 through the divider even if Ms Esquivel tells us not to. I miss morning talks. I miss my plaid skirt. I miss sitting on the platform. I miss general assemblies. I miss air-conditioned classrooms. I miss my gala uniform. I miss High school masses. I miss Assumption tarts. I miss our amazing teachers. I miss my English bullentin board. :( I miss reserving the AVR for English classes (i'll never be caught saying this again). I miss training in the afternoon. I miss my friends. <3 But I'm moving on. Ateneo's my new home now. Gotta stick with it. I shall mark my territory. I'm gonna get myself a bench at SEC Walk, tables at Matteo Ricci and the Caf (up and down), a tarpaulin with my picture on it, my own permanent parking slot (when i start driving to school), a back-up ID (just in case), and hmm... that's about it so far. The future looks bright after all. Oh, and I'm such a good girl. I went to school just for PE. Happy Birthday Chris Tiu!