PLEONASTIC. is no good.

This time I’ll be sharing some part of my life. Cleopatra. I call it so. It was the name of my class when I’m still in year 8. I totally have no idea if u asking me what does Cleopatra means. Really. I’m not the one who picked the name as a class name. But we were somehow confused for weeks cogitating it. So, if u ask me what does the class name means. Even before u ask, I’ll straightly answer IDK :D

Now, forget about the name. Let’s move on to what Cleopatra really meant to me.

FYI, I enter this school when I was in year 8. Before, I was officially become the student of Permata Bangsa International School in Semarang. So, this class what I call Cleopatra is welcoming us with pleasure. I guess so.  Lol

I’m very proud of this class. Yet, one thing u should now is .. this class is a star-studded class #wth Bright like star. It’s not all of them are rich. We come with our own talent. We’re talented. In lesson, fashion, design, art, photograph, games, sport, transvestite*,silly. All in One. We’re Class of a dreamer and winner. I’m telling you, this isn’t a pleonastic. Pleonastic is no good. I’m telling u the truth. XDD

my lovey dovey class *pleonastic 

Just a lil’ explanation about the title “Pleonastic. is no good.” Lol. 8DD

There I laughed. There I sad become. There I smile. There I cried. There I’m stronger. There I’m angry. There I humble be. There I share. There I belong.

That’s’ it. J