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Klarisa’s Time…
It’s all about my life and my extraordinary experience
i said, your eyes are
the brightest of all the colours.




you'll always be my thunder,
so bring on the rain.


your voice,
was the soundtrack of my summer.
My Days


The results of my daily tests already released. I got 93 in Math, 94 in Chemistry, 92 in Biology, and 71 in Physic. -_- Physic just made my record bad. It was because Mr. PD gave a big point in essay. 50 points. And I jut got 30 in essay.

I feel such as an K-pop Idol. Hahahaaa... not really like that actually. Just because I was really busy, I needed to bring my agenda everywhere. So I could check my schedule.

I felt funny with my ICT teacher. His name is Mr. Y. He's as tall as me. Using glasses. And he has a habit such as a child. You'll laugh if you see the way he walks.

A weird thing(?) happened when I and Gaby were waiting for Nessa after the school because she had an after school club. We were in canteen, fangirling such as usual. And suddenly Mr. Y came and sat in front of us. He asked us, "Have you understood binary language? It's easy, right?"

I nodded my head 'casuse I already understood. And he smiled weirdly. "Okay. Thank you." Then, he went away. Yeah... sometimes he's weird.

Oh ya, I wanted to tell you 'bout my math OSN elimination. I met Yudha at the staircase on Friday. He asked me to give my OSN result to Ms. Eva. He said it means that I'm accepted. I just did what he asked. But I was still hoping if I was accepted.

What else could I tell you?

Oh yeah. I hate my native teacher. Really. I'm not lying.

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