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Thursday, March 10, 2005
The end of a chapter, the beginning of a new one.
What can I say? As officially of friday, 11th of March, Term 1 of the school year is over. Despite the fact that the posting results might be delayed, that day also, officially, marks the end of our PAE, the first three months of JC. And for some of us, that marks the end of a short-lived, though happy, friendship.
05A1; Umoja; tetegong; all these are words that would stay with us forever as memory of our time in this term. It is inevitable, that we will drift apart after this, that we will go our seperate ways. It is unavoidable, that we shall forget, though try as we might, to remember and treasure the times we've spent together. But before I forget, before we part, let me give a final, and eternal, eulogy to friendships forged, to lives changed, to 05A1.
Be it dozing peacefully next to each other in class, or making one hell of a noise on the bus, irritating the hell out of the auntie seated in the middle of our conversation. Be it painting nails in class, awful attempts at that, or buying ice-cream for teachers. Be it having roti-prata for brunch, taking never-ending neoprints or watching a certain disturbed boy in our class countdown...
From the tentative, embarrasing moments right from the outset, as we experimented and forged preliminary bonds and budding friendships. From the moment we first laughed at jokes, many a them cold beyond bearing. From the time we crossed the unseen boundary to firm, unyielding friendship. From the time arguments borne of ease with each other's presence began. From the moment the shy, reserved bearing shed away to reveal the true selves behind those facades.
With the unending competitions we've triumphed over, and cheated at. With the O levels hanging over our heads. With the revelation that not everyone would be together after this term. With the homework left undone to loiter at malls. With the times spent mocking the shark in the library. With the unforgettable, and slightly disastrous trip to Seoul Garden. With the enthusiasm, the rapport we've established.
All these are times past and behind us. All these are moments we've shared, and felt joy at. All these are memories to be treasured, to be cherished. For the times not yet arrived. For the times already forgotten. For the small moments that words are inadequate to describe.
No matter what it was, the feelings of bliss, or "xing fu gan jue" will forever be held dear and cherished in an irreplaceable part of my heart.
Guten Tag, 05A1.
Runearay x 7:15 PM