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25 of October 2006, marks the last day of high school for Andrew Zhang.

From today on wards, never again will I hear the ear piercing siren…never again will I have to go all the way to canteen to order lunch, in return getting a colour squared paper, never again will I have to go to recesses and lunch at set times, never again will I have to live this organised life, with a close knitted people, people I love and hate. Good? Yay? no it’s bull crap.

As i’m writing this, I feel like apart of me is taken away from me, a big part. Although it’s a good thing that we don’t have to work so hard, and don’t have to go every day, but in the past 12 years, this way of living is well grown into me, without it, I just feel very weird, don’t even know where to put my hands, it’s just a very uncomfortable feeling.

Today, every minute past was feeling like I was losing something. Every time I leave a classroom, the thought that this will be the last time i step out of here, prob even the last time I will ever see the teachers which i’ve spent 5 years with. Everytime, the thought just slaps me in the face without warning, and it hits right in the heart everytime. But i guess this is life, you move on that’s what makes everythign interesting right?

Something happened today, and it shocked my pants off. A letter that we wrote to ourself back in year 9 was given back to us untouched…

I can’t even remember writing this letter, and reading it, seriously sent shivers down my spine. This was wrote on the 24th of Feb 2003…that’s more than 3 years ago. People change heaps in three years. Back then, I had no idea what this was meant, and treated it as some useless paper, but reading back now, it’s a seriously very nice feeling to have this..something you wrote to your self 3 years ago, so see your self from a difference prespective.

I actually wrote some of my friends back then on there, and some names was actually a big shock to me, I never remember being friends with them…

But what really shocked me was reading this:

“I don’t really want to grow up, what do you think, do you still doesn’t want to grow up?”

Reading that, sent some serious shivers down my spine, nearly made me cry too, I have no idea why, it’s just the way he (well I) is asking that…hehe, seriously tho, I don’t want to grow up, but what can you do…

Last, Last, Last…LAST….never is such painful word….=.=

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