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It was another trip back to the alma mater with the ex-presi.
We must be the only people who go back so often just to eat the fishball noodles and buy writing pads.
You know what I like 'bout going back there?
Nobody cares why we are there, there are no passes to take, no recording of our details unlike @ the other alma maters and the new principal even waved to us!
Hoho.
The ex-presi finally found his bowlie on the mural while I, simply cannot remember how my bowlie looks like.
Thus, my bowlie shall lie in seclusion on the wall forever.
R.I.P., bowlie.
Gerda didn't remember me!
I thought she would, considering how I muz have had been her worst student ever. =(
She made some silly small talk 'bout how the kids were away supporting the school team @ the VBall finals.
Oh wells.
@ least I got to see HowWee again.
That is a consolation.
He's so so so so so CUTE!
We met up with XY 'fter that.
Pigging and recce-ing session.
Part one of our mission accomplished.
Yay!
That was a good start, don't you think?
Hope the rest will turn out great too. =)