Sleeping at 7am after twilight conversations in a playground in my estate and waking up at 5pm to homemade milk tea and drama series about 3 best friends. Then going to bed again at 7am and waking up at 5pm to laze around until the sleepover we're too old for begins. Repeat the cycle, except by 5pm you've really got to be at the airport. This is what makes a true holiday. Still I almost can't wait for school to start; it's time to buck up with your academia, Lea.
