GOING AWAY.













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Call her Katie Wingyee whatever, She's gonna put the boring stuff and here it goes, Victoria Junior College 09S33, Harmonica Band, CCHMS, Student Council. But that's the interesting part of her life. What a luck, her birthday stupidly falls on Written report Submission this year, twentyfirst october.

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She rants and she whines and she complains like nobody's business, but that's her blog.



    Date: 20.7.08
    Time: 10:05 pm

    Today is sunday, tomorrow is monday.
    Well, i guess our job, my job is done, we will go down the stage(yet so unwillingly)
    im dreading tomorrow, i need not repeat this, it hurts to think of it, tears moistured my eyes, ohgod it's painful.

    it's been 4years, since i put on that batch, took up those responsibilities, there were many times i just felt like giving it all up, i felt so clueless and totally lost track of myself and my brain.

    no nevermind about myself, i even thought of giving them up, that we failed, the hard times were ever so hard, but now im glad that i simply didnt have heart to give it up, i didnt have the courage to do so. the fact, the truth lies ahead of us tomorrow, letting go is not as easy as opening your hands and free whatever you're holding on. there were unattached strings, not ready to freed itself, or simply the another side is not ready to catch your strings, or that they couldnt hold onto it.
    Or you just dont want to let loose of it.

    Life will be so different after that, as im counting the last of everything, and tomorrow it will be the last section metting, last frc w duty, last fullboard, last hours as a councillor. The last part of the above i couldnt really accept it till now, it just hurts all over again when i tried to picture that scanrio.

    Student council,
    is where that took us in with immature selves, with hidden potential, with undeveloped character.
    is where we're nurtured and looked after, where we grow up to learn more.
    is where we staged our year-long performance.
    is where we finishes off with our grand finale,
    is where we took a bow, and take the seats with the rest of the audience.
    is where love started, and never ends.


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