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GRADUATION
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i'm graduating from JC today. WOW. graduating. it's like no more SCHOOL. no more FIXED timetables with recess at 11 and only at 11. no more SINGING OF THE NATIONAL ANTHEM AND GETTING SHOUTED AT. no more muah chee for $1. but worst of all. no more friends studying/attending lessons together. i'll miss those times. those uber fun times. the sad times, the times of bridge, how we got to know one another better. how our friendship grew and blossomed (and hopefully never wilts). well though our class is like weird. (seriously i've never seen a weirder class before) and although most of us aren't that attached to the class per se i would say that we really enjoyed our 2 years in hc. and i hope all of you guys had as much fun as i had :)

initially i had wanted to write to each and every person in my class. but then i realised that even after 2 years, i really don't know a lot of them that well. if you ask me what Melly Wong's fave colour is, or what Hon Yee wants to study at university. honestly, i don't know. i guess my class is made up of many many cliques and all those cliques exist in their own bubble in the bubbly land of a15. i guess it's good that there are no conflicts between the cliques but i doubt we can ever truly call ourselves a class. we may remain friends, some may be passing acquaintances ( i mean if you don't even wave at each other in school what are the chances of you even saying 'hi' when you meet each other next time?) but i am glad, thankful even for this opportunity to have been classmates with this whacky bunch of people. i think our class montage was the PWN. :) and i'm thankful for all that i have.

for now, GAMBETE RU YO! and no i will not be tempted to come here until after the A levels.

Mug hard with passion, so that Cambridge will mark with compassion! Cambridge examiners i hope you read this :)



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