
My school did not crave for the high-end glamour and sophistication others thought of. Our school taught us well and our teachers made sure that despite of the mischievous rants, rambles and antics we had, we were still kids learning to be grown-ups in the grand scheme of things.
I remembered we try to lobby for a Highschool Prom to happen between Girls'High and Boys' High but it never materialized because our school was run by sisters and they wanted us to be sustained from social events with the boys. I have the fondest memories of all of my classmates who turned from girls to women and have realized their dreams from early on. I take pride in knowing that our schools had no dropouts. Everybody stuck it through four years before finally deciding if they were meant to pursue and go on to college.
I have obtained a copy of the first page from my highschool yearbook as you can see above, and NO, to answer the question that boggles your minds, dear readers, the yearbook is at default black-and-white, it did not simply fade through time, otherwise, I would have been very old in my deathbed.
I studied my closet to see what I could wear for the homecoming and sighed. There is nothing in there that will make me stand out of the crowd. It doesn't really matter whatever I flaunt, as long as it's elegant and confident. The best accessory I will wear is a smile on my face to get me through 300 plus girls waiting to share the story of their lives...