Remember,

10 years ago when we were just in P1:
"Primary school is boring; I want to go to secondary school. Life would be better there."

And another 6 years later when we were little boys in khaki shorts:
"I miss my primary school just a little bit. And I don't like my new khaki shorts, they're too.. ughh, short? Those brass buttons hurt too when you carry your bag. And why am I not allowed to decide the length of my socks?! I want to go to junior college, there are girls there. :D "

Following another 4 years, we're in jc, where we wanted to be years ago.

Are we, #1:happy with what we are doing now? Contented? Satisfied with our environment?
Or are we, #2:suddenly missing what we have in the past, both primary and high school lives?

I've friends, many, made over the years. Some close, others closer, others, some others, barely in contact, anymore. And well these friends I am indebt to, they'd seen me through the years, we'd days full of laughter (still having), we'd done all the little things that one can ever dream to do, and yea, no one bothered how stubborn, hot headed, crude we were. Times change, people do, too.

As students, we study.
The main focus, the main priority, it is still studying, isn't it.
I am grateful, for all the little stuff that, peppered, cinnamoned, thymed, (actually, spiced) up my life.
And I know that I still would, for what I would leave this school at the end of JC2, would be good memories of the times I had in this wonderful school, the brilliant, close companions I've had.

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Hello.

To converse, to relate.
It isn't easy, isn't it? I find it so.
Least when ya know exists,
that rift, that ever-extending gap, that bridge.
Yeah, and of course I know I'd give a wave, say a word or two.
But I know, when it's all said and done,
I'd still be me, just a different me.
I can't afford to, and would not, try holding anything back.

'Like a kite, flitting in the strong winds, few strings, would be able to hold it back'

And people have asked, falling, and being pushed down again, isn't painful?
They would always ask, "don't you hate them who pushed you to the ground?"
And I will reply, smiling,
'Nope, I'm fine, thanks for the concern. I know what you think, but hey, think about it, it is them, who help you grow stronger. Pushed to the ground, you're wounded, but you grow back, just fine, stronger even."
But I know, when it's all said and done,
I wouldn't, and will never, stand in the way, more out of it, haha.
For importantly, if I'm eventually fine, when others are happy, that's what matters, isn't it?
Such is life, cest la vie.

Bye. (:

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Chris Daughtry! I like his songs, these and a few more.

Over you -- Chris Daughtry

Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.
I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.