what if the time stops ticking at 5:55 PM
i write this post today, only because i was inspired by what a friend of mine has said.
i have graduated. yesterday was the last day as a secondary school..kid. having been through five whole years of secondary education and six years of primary education. it seems i've come a long way. i hate endings really. what may seem like a happy ending, actually isnt. this is where we all part, whether we like it or not.
the early morning alarms. the bus i took for five years almost everyday.the path we walked to and fro school. the classroom we all suffered in. the constant preaches of our teachers. the horrendous noise our classmates make. the assignments/homework/projects/tests/exams we all hate.
okay. this isnt the end of my life. i still am going to see you all when i collect my result slip. AHHH! somehow. i dont want that day to come. hurhur. i FEAR that day. very very much. gulp.
anyhow, thank you all. for being part of my life (: these memories, both beautiful and
