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In the years to come,
Will you think about these moments that we shared?
In the years to come,
Are you gonna think it over,
And how we lived each day with no regrets?
Nothing lasts forever though we want it to;
The road ahead holds different dreams for me and you.
In a year from now,
Maybe there'll be things we'll wish we'd never said.
In a year from now,
Maybe we'll see each other, standing on the same street corner though it rains.
Each and every end is always written in the stars;
If only I could stop the world, I'd make this last.
Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts
In your heart, is the only way for destiny;
Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts
It's the only way now for you and me.
Though it's the hardest thing to say,
I'll miss your love in every way.
So say goodbye
Because a true love never dies.
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| GRAD CEREMONY TODAY WAS TOTALLY INDESCRIBABLE.
SRSLY PPL, I  YOU ALL VEH VEH MUCH. I CAN'T REALLY LIKE SAY EVERYTHING HERE BUT IN ANY CASE, THANKS*10^6.875349612 FOR THE ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL FOUR YEARS.
THIS BLOG HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN CLOSED. NOW SHOOO.
XOXO,
WEN
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| So-Dis-gus-ting,
La la la la la la la! ♫♪
Yeah that basically sums up my results for EOYs.
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| Okay this sorta sucks but I have to say it - it's getting kinda boring after exams. I never thought I'd say this but I actually prefer academic lessons to being stuck in the auditorium listening to talks, talks, talks, and, well, more talks. I mean, at least in lessons you try to listen cos some of it is really quite interesting (this is so NOT me just pretend you didn't see that last phrase), but as for the post-EOYS programmes, though I know they are supposedly helpful, I just can't bring myself to pay attention. And this results in 1. talking shit 2. sleeping or 3. eating, which undoubtedly isn't very productive. W/v.
We're having Grad Ceremony run-through tmr, absolutely spells b-o-r-i-n-g, but I guess it's just protocol to avoid screw ups. I just realised that I haven't handed in my form yet, so no place is reserved for my parents yet, if they're coming, that is. They went overseas (yet again) and won't be back till tmr night, but I'll have to pass this up tmr aftn. Thank God there isn't a need for parents signature. Maybe I'll like sign them up for a Halal or Vegetarian meal instead of the normal one teehee.
Okay tired. Bye.
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| IT'S ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
IT'S ALL OVER
Breathe and live in the moment, ♥
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