School has been effing fantabulous. I wouldn't have it any other way.
Had three parties on Monday: Science, Maths and Eco. Was mad. Love the teachers, love my classes, love high school.

Tuesday. Basically had a whole free day. Had a double free in the morning, and then double Chem, which was another party. Didn't go to that though, mainly stayed in the hall, watching teh Backstreet Boy performance for the FLOP. I swear, is our grade hot or what. Our flop is going to rock socks

Wednesday. Today. Had the graduation assembly. Brought me to tears, singing those Fort street songs one last time. The isbanons sat in front of me, and I've heard them roar the songs before, but never like this. Brought me to tears, and Vi and Arsallan's speech knocked it up a level. I love our grade. I love every single one of you who gave me a hug, and I swear to God I will hate to forget a second of my Fort experience. Quite weird actually, only been tehre for 2 years, not even, and I'm so attached. Crazy.

So as the year 12 customs go, lots of photos were taken with my dear beloved bitches, most of which were taken on others' cameras, because my one is sitting its ass in Hong Kong. Grr. My favourite ones: