St.Frances 2003. The well-read one. A picturesque of profound peculiarity, a fresh batch of koolasas that have learned so much and grown so well.

The one to remember.

Spent were the candied traces of innocent hearts, and gone were the fairytale trance. Each girl has a voice and the potentials that can only be prolific when nourished best. The four corners of the room were leisurely turned into a haven, a place to discern and a place to live out lessons gained. Through times of impotence and iniquity, they have come to settle their differences and dwell in each other's care. And so these ladies are no perfection, but they have strived hard to discover themselves and mark their own character. Somewhere between the procrastination and aversions, they have found something worth the scholastican spirit; they just have to find it out themselves. Dada-O, the man behind the contingency and vitality of the class. Somewhere along the line, these 42 ladies have come to acknowledge the greatest secret of life-it is in love do we find more joy than any worldly possession could offer.

They came unprepared, they all leave primed. Ironially, these young ladies have come to accept its time to pass; yet some things will live on. Years may go by and St. Scho will never be ours again, but the love know-how each piece of the family has will forever remain.

When we live true, once is enough.