SPM. It's OVER. I don't really want to think about it actually. At least 3 months from now. And I will have to start preparing for my trip to the USA.
So, yeah. I just do not know what to say. Just, I 'm glad it's finally over. And i really hope it's FINE.
Mind me sharing some pictures? Since I am lazy to really write back all the stories. The below will tell.
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Traditional Day. The first picture when we bang into our teachers. |
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My fellow Indian friends. I got my Punjabi from them by the way. |
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Last day at school before SPM. My fellow comrades in the same Bilik. |
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Our favourite Stair |
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Dad's Birthday. |
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