Last.

Yesterday, some of us came to a realization, that next week is the final and last week. Of our jc life. Of our school life. It's the last week in school uniform, singing the national anthem, going to classes and enduring all the lessons. After the next week, we'll no longer be students, where teachers are there to keep a look on us. Everything else is much dependent on us alr.

Somewhere, although some of them don't really think much of this last week, its impacts on me is probably greater. Throughout the 12 years of education, there's definetely many bad times i've went thg. Yet, those lovely moments offset all negative ones. I'll still miss school.

With just 4 weeks left, the stress is really getting to most of us. It's probably one of the rare periods in school, where you'll see j2s studying. Personally, my panic attacks are over, prehaps once in a blue moon.

Today, tuition was pretty good. The whole atmosphere was not so intense. And i think we all learn pretty much today. Dinner was good too, vicky was particularly irritating :)
I'm enjoying the peace after school, having the whole classroom to ourselves, and all ard is so quiet! :)

ohman, my eyelids are very heavy.

Taking Off Now

At times, waves just come crashing onto the shore, so ruthlessly. Seems like it's not going to stop. With every wave breaking, it brings something with it. You think it's going to make you feel refreshed, all those sprays of cold salt water. But no. Drags you into the water, deeper in, further out. Pulling you so that you can't reach the shore anymore. That's when you just drown.

These few days was like a realisation for me, about many things.
How money can cause so many things to happen.
Alot of things amazed me, including my own actions.
Couldn't quite believe that myself.

Things that never stay permanent, i chose to avoid those. Although i was much dependent in the past on the people ard me, i realise, how quickly ppl changes. Kindof tiggered out the qns, if there really ppl who could give it their all for you? I got the answer that, no, it's only you after all, independence is so impt.
It's actually putting me off, those pretences. No, i no longer want to put on that smile when i can't, say things that i don't want too.
I guess, when everything comes to a stage where it's each to his own, you'll realise who really cares.