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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

somehow i really hope things can stay the same, but then i guess things will lose their original meaning.

although it's not the last day yet, the school term is somewhat coming to an end as assessment week is approaching. i guess today's the last day we'll have normal lessons in our classroom together as a class. we'll all be taking different subjects and not seeing each other as much next year even though we'll still be in the same class. and my dear tablemate, i don't know if i'll ever get to sit next to you again. thank you for everything. i mean it.

well, i couldn't help but get emotional when i read the notes the class and our teachers have wrote for me. i was sincerely touched. just as i felt the class was getting closer, and school was getting more meaningful, things are coming to an end. i've come to realise that we only treasure what we have when we are about to lose or have already lost it. haha you all might think i'm being over emotional or something, crying when it's not even like we'll not see each other again or something. but i am sure you all do know, that things will not be the same again.

it never will be.

and i thank you all, for the wonderful times you all have given me. maybe the end of the year, i'll post a little message for every one of you. as for now, i wish you all all the best for your assessment week. we'll always be 06ip06 - together as one. <3

ps. happy birthday steph!

my heart still bleeds for you.




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and now the stars
aren't out tonight, but
neither are we,
to look up at them.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
these memories
can't replace
these wishes I wished
and dreams I chased.
take this broken heart,
and make it right.

when will you save me?



stabbed my heart.