much as i like to tell you to face your problems, i don't really do as i preach, not all the time, at least. monday is farewell assembly. i am hoping, praying even that it doesn't come. like maybe 40 hours more? i don't know, i am not prepared for what comes after it. It's the end, as kwan puts it. people won't be the same anymore. It will really be the last time you get to talk to people under a normaler setting. i mean during exams, people won't sit and chat; they will be talking about mugging. at prom, people will be rushing around taking photos all that. maybe monday will be like this too. memories from the past two years flash by. time has caught up with me at last.

yesterday, when i was walking out from nj at around 9 at night, i was wondering: how long has it been since i last left the school so late? ok not as long, considering i stayed back sometimes before prelims to do work in the library. but it was not really about work; that was just an excuse, because somewhere else in the school, someone's doing coursework. which i was supposed to look at yesterday, which i came down from home just to see. but i din.

in any case, i do miss the times, when we come to school at like 620 for morning trg, den we leave school at 830 or even 9, depending on ms ho, after afternoon training. the moon was our companion, fateful to the end. someone once remarked that we would see the moon again later on our way out. tiring and very cold on the bus ride to school, but i missed it alot.

ja so i was walking out and nostalgia overwhelms me. today is open day. so fast, a year has passed. i thot i wanted to go back today, but i din. was at tp wif cf and edwin.

when you say its hard to talk to me, i dunno. i was tinking its so hard to talk to u. that he was around changed the whole equation. like reyes coming on during spain v belgium.

i waited till they were going to close the place. so i thot i should get going. and you were nowhere to be seen.