<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/18074786?origin\x3dhttp://theblueheart.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Y .Wednesday, November 02, 2005.



There are still the laughter of the class ringing in moi head when the teacher told us a joke. There are still the scoldings of the teacher when the class did something wrong and the "victims" staring at the culprit for pulling them down the drain.
There are still the teasing by the boys, the irritating laugter of the MUSHROOM, the scoldings by the girls and teamwork while doing project. That's is my Primary six life in school. And all this are a history soon or should i say, it is already a history.
The graduation song brought sorrow to our hearts. I noe it as I can feel the unbearness of the class. It is not surprising that Zaff cried, cause I felt like crying too. But I swallow it down.
We are parting and it is a fact. No matter how much we dislike each other, we still can't bear to leave each other.
I wondered if any of moi couzins cried when they left their school. Maybe one of them will this year as she is Secondary four now, going to JC, and she is parting with her classmates too.
I will miss everyone greatly. Will we still meet? Can we still chat? Can we still be frenz? Will we still remember each other? I dun wan to cry...but....
Months ago, to us it is long before parting, everyone wishing each other good luck for PSLE. However now, I realized the fact, it is like an arrow shooting down with a msg hanging to it. And it wrote," U are about to part with this school." I was like," hey soon we are about to graduate!" I dun noe how i feel. I am with mixed feelings, sad to leave, excited to go to new school, hate to attend the graduation, cnt bear to moi frenz and everything....I now then realized that everyone has their good and bad points. We juz dun wan to admit tt this particular person is good as we dislike them.Everyone can sucks and rawkz. It depends on how we look at them. I noe this will be a memorable year 4 me. I will really treasure this remaining weeks wif u guys!
I juz have sth to say to you....
6-9, YOU RAWKZ FEVA!!!



YYY
  • shattered -
    11:19 PM