So then may this testify to the hurt you've inflicted, and may I earn my right to appear blameless like before, in due time.



Ouch. I swore i could hear the shatter.

We seek continuosly after a destiny we believe that was available to claim, or so to say a future in sight, the way we were taught to achieve our goal. Yes studying is the socially accepted highway to a better life , a better career , and goes on.

But no one ever said that path was easy to take.


Perhaps its not saturated yet, would there ever be a point where i could say that , yea, i'm done studying, everything i need to know , i know. That was the point, what if we were to be given another month to study, would i learn to appreciate it? Still to say that in this given amount of time, this two years in JC , its those who makes the most out of his time wins. In each respect of course, well i could spend two year hidden from the civillisation mugging my brains off, and get my As, but that, would i really have won my part of the fight?


Looking back, maybe there were regrets, bad decisions, bad management and insufficient efforts. Yea get it over with done with, we all like to say. BUt right before the exam , wouldnt one more day of efforts seem so precious to us?

I looked on, and waited for that time to pass, and i realised that i'll rather have sealed off my heart and retarded the pain. And so we enter the final stages of the MOE shield, finally after the 12 years, or say like eugene mentioned the 99.1234556% of general education, yea, maybe its time for the wild hearts and brave souls to taste the real world.

PpLe around me are turning 18, a threhold of young adulthood. So i assume that while we're no longer the young and naive we were, theres still more to be leaernt and embraced.


For now yet, we brace for the next adventure ahead.

Ayee , i was supposed to have quite a bit of thought to put in , but upon logging it most of it was gone.

HOw should i put it , this is supposed to be those most memorable times in jc, or rather , because thereafter there wont be anything much to remember since today was offically the farewell assembly. Something that we denied existence of, something that we all believed it was still going to be a while more before it came. Yes , JC IS OFFICALLY OVER. BUt like the sppech person today on stage, i agree too , it still hasnt set into me yet, and still wont.

And unlike what all those emo-mongers predicted, it wasnt like a sniff-sniff crying event, nor did pple hug each other in tears and proclaiming words of best-fren-forever and the likes. And no romantic guy went up to stage to confess to his girl. Just songs , plenty of happy memories, taking pic, and busy collecting presents and listening to speeches. In other words , it felt like JC-2-Day.


Cools and know what, it hasnt sink into me. JC is over. *shrugs*



We've all come through all those things a JC student i supposed to have been, looking at juniors rush and frolic over their pw is somewhat quite interesting and thinking back about those days when we too were engrossed in it. Its always like this that things when we look back at it, it becomes fun and interesting and memorable, but while in the midst of it, it stinks.

Well , let me try to get a little more into the mood....






Oh wells, it just wont come. I'm like stuck here in school , for a lonely graduation day because something fouled up and the supposed classs outing went bonks. Its not like its the first time i'm left out, ok not left out, just owing to the circumstances there isnt pple to be around. Makes me realise too how narrow my social circle is.


Past week or so spent stuck in the sch lib too , mostly alone. Still again , i think my old problem of mild autism is starting to kick it no thanks to the constant retaliation of books. I dont talk much, people have reflected to me that it makes pple less willing to talk, and all the more makes it harder for me to talk to other people, and so the cycle goes. That being said , its saying that i'm expected to try and be the one taking the initiative to keep conversations alive. Yet i find it quite a chore to keep thinking of new topics or catch phrases to do that. Not that i'm not interested though, just it takes a wee bit more effort in some than in others. Not complaining, just, yea do bear with me when i happen to mess up logic with fact.




I'm worried for A levels. Like wow, i dont think i need to speak on behalf of pple to know that ,there are pple who still keep fresh memories about being a freshman in junior college. Exams are nearrr , scarily near , its a make or break, and we're here to make our mark.


Bidding goodbye to green berms, welcoming the touch of blue slacks. It seems like yesterday
Yea and in a few more month i'll have to welcome the ugly digi-camo pants.