Words of a teenage escapist.

today i woke up at 4 am to the sound of my best friend’s alarm telling me to shake up the happiness and there was a heavy feeling settling somewhere deep in my stomach because it was going to be a big day and i was going to be running on more or less two hours of sleep. a light breakfast of cheese bread and hot chocolate and we went over to julienne’s house for our hair and make-up.

there was something electrifying about the frenzy and excitement that enveloped julienne’s living room as we all prepared for our last hurrah. people braiding each other’s hair, shouts of “me next! me next, i’m a front-liner!", and pep talks brought a sudden surge of excitement inside me and i could feel my bones tingling. and i knew it wasn’t just the Monster energy drink kicking in my system when i was shouting our cheers at the top of my lungs while cruising down lacson street at 6:30 am on the back of a pick-up truck and my friends and i could’nt even care less about the weird looks thrown our way.

then i suddenly felt incredibly sad when the realization dawned on me that it was going to be the last time i’ll get to have these kinds of moments with my batch mates.

time really does fly by so fast. one moment, my batch mates and i were shouting about how the green team was there to say hello and the next moment, we’re singing about giving the academy our last act and packing our bags.

it’s all a little too much to take in at the moment but here’s to never growing up, seniors ♥