Nostalgia Posted at 6:44 PM 0 comments (+) Am suffering something like a thought-constipation lately because I knw I have things to say, but they aren't coming out. Or maybe it's because of the music that I have come to habitually plug into my ears (even at home, since my iTunes is currently empty) that's disrupting my thought process.

Anyhow, Tumblr is down so I can't retrieve any photos to post up here..

Haven't done anyth productive today except chores. I'm done complaining and self-bashing alr. Shall just do my tuition work when I get home from getting my new phone (!) later. Don't even knw which I want to get yet, which is a first. Don't need such an awesome one since I have my itouch alr. Shall see.

Alright, in the midst of listening to 给从前的爱 I suddenly remembered what I wanted to blog about. My father changed the computer's CPU again, which means I had to re-download Mozilla Firefox, Google Chrome, iTunes, MSN etc. And I was thankful that Sharman's hard disk refused to connect the night before, because it would only mean more re-transferring. But at least I can type Chinese characters now.

The school celebrated Racial Harmony day on 21st July, that's Wednesday. As usual, some classes had set up games/food stalls of different ethnicity. It really reminded me of 4H's Bola Tin and Prataburg days! Everyth feels different when we're not the ones directly involved. And this year, the organisation felt kind of weird too. The girls and I have agreed to don ethnic costumes together next year :) Last year spent in the school shall be made complete and perfect.

Speaking about that, I'd just came across the song Graduation again while transferring files some days ago. The last time I listened to it was way back in sec 2. Felt nostalgic listening to it again. Even though it is so cliched and overused in all forms of graduation and separation, it is really the song with all the right lyrics to convey my feelings, especially at this point in time.

Once again, I'm reminded of the fact that I'm not graduating with all my friends. 6 years together, it's amazing man. We've all been through so much together, everyone knws everyone and it's a nice feeling of familiarity which I am not a part of. In the final fight against the As, I hope all the year 6s, and not just my friends, have what it takes to do well.

I've been staying back in school till late these days in an attempt to finish homework before I get home. When I see all the year 6s there too and studying, I feel this sense of togetherness because everyone is fighting together.

A friend once said that we're not in this together, we're in this alone, together. It's true because everybody has a different struggle and different story. But as for this, I hope everyone will be determined in the same goal which is to get their straight As, and to help each other along to way.

I hope those close to me won't forget the times we spent doing stupid/funny/lame things together. I'll save this for another day.

Will we think about tmr like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men

Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's our time to fly

Haha I am so fucking cheesy.