The end and The beginning.

that is the end of my story in secondary school.
closing the book, together with the laughter, tears, happiness and desolation.
those will be buried as memories and burn as clip that may be replayed at some point of the life.

for me, the clip is playing in repetition in my mind as i write this post.
thank you everyone who had participated in my secondary school life. even if those who made my life miserable, it is still a interesting experience as i looked back. besides, a food will be blend without the four different taste accompany with it, it is the same as life.

frequently in the past, i would lament and say, '' gosh! the past is the best! i miss my primary school life'' but on the other hand, can you be absolutely sure that you will not say, '' gosh! the past is the best! i miss my secondary school life!''

the past is always the best! that is what many will say.....but every second that is sweeping by now is considered as a ''past'' so why not make every moment meaningful.....

of course, there are many regrets, just like a character in a story that you yearned to know what will happen next and yet the book just ended this way.

the familiar pioneer road, gek poh and all the other spots that had tagged my along my secondary school life, i guess i will not be going there anymore...


indeed bidding farewell is always painful but guess this is life....

and to the girl whom i had a crush on, good bye and be happy!


my speechless at this point now, all i can say is...... '' goodbye everyone''

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