I always in my casual tone on high school. Exceptionally, that day I'm dropping all the pretence and having fun. Classmates gathered to go to Lembang for a photo session. This is one of a kind getaway from the "exam" sort of stuff. Having been grouped, Shabrina, Raras, Afifah, Ocha, Shelma, and I went to a car of our own accord. It was precisely scary when we're about to go through KM 97 which has recognized as you-know-why. However, Alhamdulillah...
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| Romanna with her horse-drawn carriage. I think, she should have been awarded as the best costume for cowgirl. |
Using boots, square-patterned shirts, bandanna, jeans, vest, and hat means we have the "cowboy" theme. Like everyone expected, the place was totally exhilarating. After entering the lobby, I saw a gorgeous view on every corner of my sight. Every cowboy stuffs were placed on the right way.
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| L to R: Ocha, Septania, Ajeng. They're not cowgirls, they're the Indian. |
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| Jessica's boots are attractive. She's so smart on matching her costumes. You can see cactus behind which makes the photo looks more... alive. And thank 'em for bringing the guns. |
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| L to R: Afra, Adityas, Felicia, Septri, Mega, Zahra, Raissa, Me. |
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| Ocha has never been ugly. She's exactly pretty and smart enough to know how she would look awesome. And look at her earrings... one of the best accessories we have to appreciate. |
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| This is my photogenic friend, Intan, she really is a model. I never find her ugly in every picture she 's in. |
WELL. EVERYONE LOOKS HOT AND FLUSHED. Moreover, the Prestigious team's always had a flair for photography. Everyone didn't have to be worried, the team would make you look better. And when the team asked... "Siapa kelompok yang mau difoto pertama???!!" I shouted... "KELOMPOK SAYA!!!" THEEEN, I was fairly happy knowing that my group were captured in front of the cowboy's house.
We had our dinner on the suburb of Simpang Dago. I was the one who asked for a fried shrimp as a main course, but I cancelled it after knowing that it took too long to make it. Hateeee that. Finally, I request for a fried rice, as Indonesian usual main course. Anyway, I really want to share the feeling of having no jumper in Bandung. Brrr... I'm not exaggerating but I was damn freezing and vibrating.
On the way back home, I felt the fatigue. However, the fatigue faded as the best moments of the trip last forever. At least, on my mind. 'Cause, frankly, this class has been chosen to be the best class after Ficiniorhis--in my life. Love XII IPA 1.
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