Like ice cream on a rainy day.

It's all about talking; sharing non-existent lovelives, botched up dates, dating on the sly, moms behaving badly, first kisses and other stuff that are distinctly reminiscent of this shizz called growing up. Amid the pain and tragedies from the follies of our youth, we look back and remember that life is indeed worth laughing about and fighting for.

It's A all the way, ok SPHBSS? I know UP is our dream school and everything but since the ACET is so so so here, we might as well convince ourselves that we would look hot donning the blue-strapped id of the Ateneo next year IF AND ONLY IF WE PASS WHICH OF COURSE, WE WILL.

Dreaming. It's what we do best. XD