Last day of school

Today is the last day of school. (Ok, technically it isn’t – it’s just the last day of lessons, but…) It was quite emotional for me (even though I did not show it) – realizing that it’s the end of yet another phase in life. To be absolutely honest, I found it to be the best 2 years of my life. Sure, our class may be cliquey, may not be the most enthusiastic or sporting class, may not be the most academically inclined class, but we got along well with each other (or at least, most of us got along well with each other). Our class spirit may not be strong , but the friendships we forge are indefinitely strong. (In fact, it kind of remind me of covalent bonding – strong covalent bonds in between clique members and weak “inter-molecular forces” in between cliques). And our “cliques” are not cliques in the truest sense of the word (a small group of people, with shared interests or other features in common, who spend time together and do not readily allow others to join), but rather groups of friends that are particularly close and yet accommodating to others (with maybe a few exceptions). I remember at the start of last year, I desperately wanted to switch class so that I can be in the same class as 3 of my close friends. Now looking back, I am glad that I did not do so, giving me the opportunity to meet new groups of friends, each with their own separate, distinct, unique (ok, I know they roughly mean the same thing, but I am trying to emphasize the differences) personalities and characters. All in all, I am really glad to be part of the class.

Of course, my 2 years in JC wasn’t just defined by my class. I would also show my appreciation and love for the Greenwave Team and Inspire’08 Events Team. They were all great people.

Of course, JC life wasn’t just fun, laughter, peace and joy. There were my down moments too (shall not name them here). But it was my closest friends that really helped me tide over these times and I must really thank them – Jevon, Timothy Chen, Jia Xi, Adon – Ming Shiang – Lemuel (comes as a set that never fails to bring laughter, even during some of my worst times). You guys are the greatest! And of course, thanks for being ever so tolerant of me – I knew I have offended/irritated/pissed off you guys sometimes, but you all were always there for me.

As much as I don’t want to say this, all good things comes to an end. Even though we can’t bear to part with our friends, we must move on. Memories, however, will stay forever, and when we can’t find the strength to continue, they would provide the resolve to soldier on. Meanwhile, it’s the beginning of a new phase in life.