I know that you guys won't be able to view this letter and I'm too shy to even let you peeps to read it but anyway...I hope you peeps would see it someday.

Four years. Four years of Junior High spent with the same people (well...3 years only actually). It was filled with sadness, happiness, and unforgettable experiences. The first year may be rough and filled with thorns for me that brought an open wound but healed slowly as time passed by. The scar will be still there but will stand as a reminder of what events we all went through during Junior High.

1st year was the one with the most drama and something that we all want to forget.

2nd year was when we start to adapt with the school system, survive or be dropped.

3rd year...was filled with personal problems clashing with stress and studies but we all stood together. That was the time we called and considered ourselves as a family.

4th year...the last year, was when we got used to everything, to each other, to difficult situations, and knew about God.

Those four years taught us something we will all cherish and apply as we prepare ourselves for the harsh world.

Now...Senior High will start in approx. 34 hours for us (well, not really) and we will meet new and not-so-new-peeps and will make new friends, and where we will have new lives. 

It's both exciting and terrifying but I know we can do it. These new subjects may be tough opponents but we can defeat them. We already survived 4 hellish school years, swam into the sea of tests, reports and outputs while practicing for performances and avoiding low grades, what more now?

With love and wish all of you good luck and God bless you,

아유♥