I was mourning the loss of my sleep on a Saturday morning. I woke up at 6.30am (together with my sister) then we walked to school for the first time in 4 years. I could hardly ever believe that. The last sentence is a joke – there is nothing very unbelievable here.
It was R3 Day and our class requested beforehand that we would like to (again) be at the Collection Center (or Point or Place or whatever) instead of running through blocks and collecting stacks of newspapers/bags of unwanted clothes/sets of stuffed toys. And we got it. So while everyone set off to their blocks, we went to CWP to have breakfast whoopodoodle ☺
Then around 9am we walked back to school and started playing a game of Volleyball/Netball before the first truck arrived and the guys went to do the job while the girls.....continued with the game.
Then the second truck arrived.
And the girls went to help.
Then the third truck arrived.
Everyone went to help.
Then the fourth truck arrived.
Everyone was having fun already.
Then it started to rain.
But we still had fun until something terrible (not exactly) happened BUT DOOD OUR CLASS WAS SO UTTERLY BONDED AND LOVING AND HOLY CHEESE CAKE MACARONI CHICKEN PEA MUSHROOM CURRY SAUCE WE (not the entire class though) WAITED UNTIL ANNESSA JIAJING JIAYIN RHYNADE SHUYU VIANNE FINISHED WHATEVER THEY WERE DOING THEN WE LEFT THE SCHOOL.
If you were there you'd have gotten the hang of what happened. Something extremely unpleasant, for a start but who cares WE HAD SO MUCH FUN (❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤)
PS: Images deleted because they were too horrible. Not the people in it but the quality.
