wishful thinking.

current mood: sleepy

listening to: Freeze by TPain feat. Chris Brown (can't get enough of this tune!)

We had mass this morning at school. It was Ash Wednesday and of course, Servien's thanksgiving as well. i'm glad that many of my batchmates got out of their way just to attend the celebration. It was fun seeing them again, though we aren't complete anymore. Some are already out of the country, some had jobs to deal with. I couldn't help feeling all nostalgic all over again.

I never had been prouder. Look at what we've become. We really made it. We had survived the storm, now we're experiencing the bliss of rainbow-colored days. Life is good. God is good.

Now one thing left for us to have is a little bit of good time. For the past couple of days I started thinking of this Grand Celebation for the batch, since we never had one, not ever. And so began one hell of a personal mission. I gathered the guts to contact some of my well-trusted friends to help me organize one big event for my dear Servien. I couldn't do it on my own, of course. Some agreed, some didn't. 'Twas okay, as long as this plan would be pushed through. This time, I won't take NO for an answer. This had to happen. Four years in the making and it comes down to this one particular moment - a time for oneness of heart and spirit.

I hope everything goes well. I really hope that everything would fall into place and work out for the best. It would be our first and last.

xoxo, Yan

P.S.

I was able to collect around three thousand bucks this morning. Good start right?