This afternoon, some of us went to meet-up at school to do the props for the Literary Contest. Most of those who came were girls including me and our lovely adviser. As we painted cardboard boxes, we shared random stories that a normal teenage high schoolers would talk about: love, gossip, subjects, hatred, and so on. I used to think that high school was lame and not exciting but I was wrong. High school would be the best four years of my life. To think that I found true friends, and fake friends also. I found the people who share those common interests I too, adore myself. What if I didn't meet them? Would my life still be colorful like at this very moment? Would I be inspired to write a blog post like this? That's my main reason why I opened an account on blogger after I deactivated my previous accounts on Tumblr. I want a true blog wherein I would write everything I could think of. But 50 years from now, reminiscing these times where I could laugh out loud and have fun with my girls under the sun, I would surely wish for one thing: to turn back the time when i still had that moment.