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Saturday, October 14, 2006

Today. Big day. I know it's time to go but hey, I just can't bear to go.

Life started as 1e3-ian S/N 39. Ended 4e1-ian S/N 36. How was your journey plotted?

The GOH today was a mini-idol of mine cause his job had the most pulse-racing title on the Wall-Of-Fame. His name was Henry Soh. RSAF Pilot. He came with his pilot uniform and badges. 1 word for him - RESPECT.

His speech was more interactive than any other speeches heard by BV, and surprisingly, he was almost the same ya-ya head as me. My school song was a la James Brown.

Mr Yong gave us our certs and all, he broke down in the end, though not as bad as you think. He really is a nice teacher, and I regret giving him hell. I wish they had 1 more bouquet of flowers for the 1 special teacher who "really left a deep impression" to Henry Soh and many others including me.

Enough said. A picture paints a thousand words. I will upload them once I become a pro at it.

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Sometimes it's hard to watch your friends go. But all the same, someday a parting will arrive. Like Calvin said, it depends whether you still want to stay in contact with your friends. When I look around and watch us being so grown up alraedy, it reminds you how time flies.

We're men and women already. Yet sometimes when I think back to Sec1 where all the fun took place, a tear trickles. Today I held my tears back but inside me, I know I am sobbing for the classes I've been in.

You talk about class spirit, you talk about bonding. We're a diamond already.

Carrying your name, close to me.
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