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High School

SMA Kristen Satya Wacana Salatiga was part of my life journey.
I graduated on 26th of May 2014 with so much memories.
In this post, I managed to collect few of my high school photos.


Here are some memories of my high school life..


I joined Student Exchange on 11th grade to Adelaide Australia, it was one of a ride! I got 4 hosts there, and I'm glad that they were all so nice to me. My first host was Tori kellet's family, then Chealsea Kirkwood's, after that Emily Tessari's, and last but not least Meg Sorrell's family.



I studied at Concordia College. Gosh I always miss that school! 





I joined OSIS (2013-2014) and became the secretary.
These are the leader from each section.





and worked with the best team ever



I managed to be the leader of 2011's yearbook organiser. Sorry if I had so much mistakes on this.



but I worked with these super creative yearbook team!




I joined my favourite extracurricular ever! And met my very best friend.
They are (left to right) Patricia as the first speaker, Me as the third speaker and Naomi as the the second speaker. We're on one super team, and Gabby (on the very right) got her own team.





On 10th grade, I joined a band called JC Flow with the seniors, they're all on 12th grade already so I'm the only junior there. I felt a bit shy tho, but they're fun.






and joined this amazing band that performed so many times on high school. We are Blueband.
(Left to Right) Naomi, Maria, Tyo, and me.




I went to 11 and 12 Science One, and met these awesome crazy classmates!!








And finally on 26th of May 2014, I graduated proudly :D
What makes our school different is that when we are on graduation ceremony, we used traditional costumes called kebaya for the girls, also toga. And also wear those round looking hat, sorry I don't know the name is. Hahaha only our school that uses that kind of hat.



I played saxophone for the last time on high school :')



*drum roll please....*
I GRADUATED High School!! 





BONUS
One of my High School art masterpiece (with steps :p)







TAAADAAA!!! It's Dave Kozz btw ._.
   



cheers,
albertatheofila

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Anonymous said…
Waa, kangen masa2 SMA :')) *padahal barusan lulus*
Unforgetable beautiful memories of 3 years..
July 7, 2014 at 11:43 AM
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