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Friday, October 10, 2008

Today is the day.
Graduation day, such a sad love.
Okay, I don't have photos, I didn't take any. :/
Many cried, students and teacher.
haha, but I didn't cry, I can feel the sadness, I ain't cold blooded (:
Still remember I always gripe about there's a long way to the end of sec 5.
well, it seems like I've just entered secondary school yesterday.
I'll miss lesson, not school.
Time really files.
We had pizza for lunch, as a class (:
I love my class, we're always so united :D
they'll always be remembered.
Took back my results slip and stuffs,
and and and we had a clear folder as a graduation gift, cooooooooool.
I just it'll be helpful.
After lunch, had soccer, with lots of peirce people.
Alright, I better go off and do some revision (:

My 5 years of secondary education has come to a end,
indeed a memorable one.


Love,
Jason


J Last update on 8:03 PM