It's awfully fast.
We're back to the end of the year again. Didn't it just seem like yesterday that we were crowding around at gallery one & making a huge fuss out of English Talentime?
Apparently, this year has gone past in a breeze. Unbelievably, we're getting much older. No longer fresh out of primary school, but ascending towards our new positions in school as Upper Secondary. We're getting older.
Whatever we're going to get out of Talentime'06, good luck, everyone. I, though, have half a mind of skipping school for it seems that there's nothing to be done. Anyways, for those of you who hadn't heard about it - a secondary one basketballer said that she had seen something similar to our class banner being abandoned at the recycling bin.
For some of you who didn't know who it was left with, it was Mrs Fernandez. Well, truthfully, even though Vanessa & I said that we were going to check if it really was our banner, we haven't.
More heartbreaking matters. Another year of fission-fusion. Whatever classes or streams we enter. Another leaving moment with our secondary two classes. Maybe it isn't so with you all, but I felt that this year was less impactful than the one before.
Actually, this is pretty much a meaningless post in hopes of reviving this hopelessly hanging-off-the-cliff-to-suicide class blog.
Cheers.
leongyiting
We're back to the end of the year again. Didn't it just seem like yesterday that we were crowding around at gallery one & making a huge fuss out of English Talentime?
Apparently, this year has gone past in a breeze. Unbelievably, we're getting much older. No longer fresh out of primary school, but ascending towards our new positions in school as Upper Secondary. We're getting older.
Whatever we're going to get out of Talentime'06, good luck, everyone. I, though, have half a mind of skipping school for it seems that there's nothing to be done. Anyways, for those of you who hadn't heard about it - a secondary one basketballer said that she had seen something similar to our class banner being abandoned at the recycling bin.
For some of you who didn't know who it was left with, it was Mrs Fernandez. Well, truthfully, even though Vanessa & I said that we were going to check if it really was our banner, we haven't.
More heartbreaking matters. Another year of fission-fusion. Whatever classes or streams we enter. Another leaving moment with our secondary two classes. Maybe it isn't so with you all, but I felt that this year was less impactful than the one before.
Actually, this is pretty much a meaningless post in hopes of reviving this hopelessly hanging-off-the-cliff-to-suicide class blog.
Cheers.
leongyiting
