Dear Friends,
This is a very desperate moment I have, thinking about all the goofy and strange things my friends and me had done when we're in grade 8.
Miss you Aish, Megan, Neab, and all the friends who transfered out from here. I am overwhelmed with solemn. Thanks Tues, Anna, Bridget, and all my friends for being such good friends that bring such fun; it's like rejuvenating. <Stop here first, don't cry because you're thinking I'am also transfering> just have a retrospect about certain times>.
                                                                 Miss you,
                                                                 Ghan Suksamanvong