Summer.

The result is out and now that everything's said and done, Summer is here and I don't think any of us can get any more happier. Ofcourse, there are some ups and downs of having summer. Ups, you already know; No studies and touring every country there is. Downs; Boredom and only talking about countries like Pakistan, the weather; for which we need buckets and buckets of ice-cooled water.

As I said in my previous blog post, the result day was in the afternoon and Me, being the awesome person I am, decided to go fashionably late. That meant, I would sleep about 1-2 hours and then when I miraculously wake up from my deep sleep, (It was no miracle. The electricity was out and I jolted awake!) I would get ready, in my school uniform (Pretty Suckish!) and head towards school. I did not have any type of feeling of excitement or anxiousness, I just wanted to take my result and head back home to watch that Pakistan VS West Indies cricket match. The trip towards school was annoying though, with my sister constantly talking about her excitement for the result. When the building of my school reached my sight, however, I did get this little feeling inside me but I shook it off. I went inside as fast as I can (considering I was pretty late) and as I started finding my friends in the horrible mess of the gathering, my eyes shifted over the one and only; Maryam Nisar (Elephant) who, with a bright smile, was skipping towards her mother, whose smile matched her daughter's. She had an envelope with her and a scowl made it's way towards my face. She was first, once again. I hid my scowl and made my way towards my friends and said hi to them, to which Red's reply was, "This is cheating! This is not fair!" I asked them why, and they said that the great Nisar had increased her marks. I was, at first, pretty mad. But then I realized that, this is was the last year with her and she'll be no more with us. She can have her way, nothing is going to help her in the CIE's. We went to our class, complimenting our school in the night all the way. There was no one in class and well, we all were anxiously waiting for our results. Sir came, and there was yelling and a few laughs all around. Everybody was annoying him, as he was pretty disorganized. After half an hour, we got our results. I got 93%, and I'm glad. Our class photograph was brilliant and I can't help but stare at it every 5 minutes or so, admiring our awesomeness.

Well, that's how result day went. It marked the end of Prep III T, officially. We now have our summer vacations which won't end soon. I don't have anything productive to do, so these vacations will be full of sleep. I, however, do feel a bit scared for the next year. It'll be the first time we'll be giving our CIE's and I think I should study in these vacations, a bit. I don't know if I can, though.

(Laziness!) 

I miss all of my friends terribly right now and can't wait to see them in August, in our new classes on the ground floor with our new head. I'm looking forward to being a senior.

(It's going to be so much fun scaring juniors) Now that we're seniors, prep section is going to be missed terribly. The bunks, the fun, the annoying teachers and arguing with everyone around us..

Ciao!