Wonder.

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Little things.

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Talk about graduation. Next year, it will be us. I'm neither doleful nor joyous. It's just not true. Time is passing so fast and we're growing. I just can hardly convince myself that we are going to be apart. Although I do not fond of some classmates (like wise some classmates do not fond of me), separation means a lot, no matter you loathe it or not. It could be a journey, a beginning or an end. Some of my classmates have been with me together since the primary school. We are from the same primary school and now the same secondary school. It could be fate, which I should practise to appreciate rather than babble around.
My mum told me that it was fate to be with those friends from primary school as pupils from other states might not have the chance. I agreed but "Absence do make your heart grow stronger".

Next, talk about the class party. Even though we are still in Form Four, our monitor is planning to hold a class party at his house. In addition, Audrey is leaving us ( If I'm not mistaken). That's sad as she has always been a nice friend. The kind of friend who is crazy and talkative. At the same she's always been in her favour of helping us out in study. Enough of melancholic, let's come back to the class party. Audrey was in charge of the invitation cards. It's pretty and sweet. I was taken by surprise that I didn't thought the class party was that formal. Anyway, an invitation card is always better than an invitation by word of mouth. Thanks guys. (Image credit to Audrey)

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