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Reminincing Our Drama Club Days


Today I have a breakfasting session with my chicas. Group of four drama queens whom met in high school drama club. Regardless what we are doing now, our times in the past would never be forgotten and all the crazy stories has become our source of laughther until now. 

There was one occasion where all the freshmen were obliged to joined an overnight "horror" camp for 2 days where we're grouped based on the club that we chose. It was sort of like an orientation where the seniors try to disciplined us through many ways. Each clubs has different style and our club was actually quite soft compared to Paskibra, Drumband or other male focus club. But still our senior was the loudest and most creative in terms of "punishment" ideas, from what I remember I was quite nervous back then.
At the end, these chicas has their own escaping style.

Nana, with her asthma was rested on the medical tent. Me, with my natural acting ability start to exaggerating my gastritis problem until my mom came to rescue and I sent home (what a drama queen 😜). Gola, the nicest and purest among us were upset knowing our drama antics while herself dealing with all the activity saying "SO I WAS THE ONLY ONE THAT STUPID ENOUGH TO DO ALL THE THINGS?!! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

While the queen of all drama queens Bona, has his own story that became classic jokes until now.

"Guys, if you guys are feeling sick DO LET US KNOW. Don't try to act tough" (well, so typical.. Senior pretends to not care but actually they were very worried in case something went wrong).

Bona raised his hand.

"Yes, what's wrong with you?"

"Ini Kak... Lecet...." (Basically his saying that he has small blister in his feet with a very nasally tone).

Months after that orientation, our senior told us that they were trying really hard to hold back their laughter. 

 

A little moment of truth, this three most coward juniors were becoming the most annoying seniors when we rule. Completely annoying hahaha.


Every moment with them always reminded me with the joyful time that we had in the past and how much we have growth since that. May the memories remains forever in our heart.

Hopefully you guys also have your own nostalgic moment with your friends during this Ramadhan breakfasting moment :)

ps: we are going to Bali next July!! woohoooo.

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