Regardless of the minimal sleep and a prominent result in haggardness, the hyperactivity was duly lucrative, in ways and forms that material could never replace. Thank you Macpherson secondary's Fantastic Gatsby 4, for making fatigue joyful.

Mirror mirror.

After campfire!

I am aware of the fact that I look horrendously haggard (and cui).

They were laughing at this picture throughout the night.

"Fill in the gaps. Watch out! Oncoming vehicles. Keep to your left. Stop flirting with your girlfriend and walk already! Drink a gulp of water now. Can you guys walk faster?"

Proud instructors receiving THE first commendation letter from the school (for new birds like me).

Alright. The end. (: