June 19, 2013 Wednesday 23:21 Laughter is always be the perfect medicine. It can heals the mind's most chronic disease... and that was the reason why my day ended with a bliss. I got a pocketful of sunshine behind the darkest clouds. And it seemed to be the only irony for this day. Why all that? I got my first ever recognition from the person who taught us to be a good speaker; a not so perfect end point from a not so perfect work (redundant? Oh not now!); a very good conversation with long time friends; and a granted wish from Our Heavenly Father. So much for hard work. And I can say that... This was not a typical day... because... This was school.
...story behind pen and paper