Pink School

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I remember seven years ago,  one of my friends told me to apply this school. 

I was a happy go lucky kid in the elementary days , probably more of a fool .

What attracted to me was the school theme color is pink. 

but the minds of the individual are greater than you think. 


Many people in my school encouraged me to try . 

There were others thought my brains for that school are too small and dry .

After gathering such requirements  & 3 day battle with the use of brains and prayer.

My mother and I were too scared to look at the results . Our prayers have been answered. 


Jumping up & down full of happiness, with some ice cream & cheese sticks.

Little did I know I was still at the entrance of  a way harder level & need more brains.

I would never forget the blood , sweat and tears I had with this institution.

Meeting new friends, drama & challenges along the way . At a times, I rely on my intuition. 


Its too hard to keep track on how many sleepless nights I have.  

How deep my breakdowns and faith would go .

Who would even thought I could do things I never thought I can do.  

Just like huge storms come but it all end rainbows in the skies. 






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