Remember when there was a 7 mile spanking machine on spongebob and no one said anything about it ever
bring me the booty
Do you ever just like flex your foot wrong and it cramps and you’re just like this is it, this is how it ends
"…maybe our teachers will forget our names, our tambayan place will be taken by someone else’s group, our books will be passed on to the next batch and in the end we never really feel like we’ve left enough legacy."
(WARNING: may be in danger of unexpected sentimental feelings from me)
This was a piece I wrote a long time ago, when I just had my last academic day as a Pisay student. I came across this when I was backreading my old posts. I was inspired to add some more to it and since I terribly miss Pisay, I realized I has so much to say. This is quite long so I’m sorry in advance.