Our race together has finish. now is time to start your own races.
Wednesday, October 26th, 2005Today’s the last day of G13 in taylor’s college. After months of counting downs, the end is here. It seems like just yesterday when we took our first step into the class of g13 as naive little spm graduates. Here, people throw venomous stares at each other as prejudice took place in everyones heart. On that day, everything seems wrong and everyone seems to be either too ignorant, or too friendly, or too sexy, too snobbish. Everyone has a different opinion on everyoneelse.
Months past. In between, so much had happened. The happy times, our bbq parties, our gathering, outings, karaokae, or basically, just being with each other. The sad part, grudges, anger, misunderstanding, boyfriends, accidents, exams, running away.
Every singing sessions in the class, every walks we made from class to class, every jokes mr john breaks, every whacking mr yap gave, every meals in asia cafe, every lan classes in the most uncomfortable lecture halls, everything, will be deeply missed. Right till this point, I still cannot accept the fact that G13 is over. What a short year, but look at the things we’ve been thru.
G13 in taylors may be over, but g13 is like a seed, planted at every heart of g13. It’ll always stay there as memories. Don’t worry bout having to come to the end of the road, just know that you’ve been thru the happiest time and you once had this before.
I’m sure by now you all know who I am. What a terrible secret writer I am. truk.