Graduation.

Tomorrow is the day. A day of celebration, songs and dunking dear old frineds into the pond. But would it had been possible without fate? I sure don't think so. 4 years ago, my interest in the school was overwhelming and I had that to thank for.

Anyway, results in the school was mediocre and not up to standard. Glad I finally turned that around this term, and I will be brimming with confidence, ready to take the papers.

Today was the last day of school, and it was weird to think that we are leaving Victoria School. Goodbye to VS? But we had only entered the school last week? Once again, it's either I've been in a time paradox for 4 years or that time just flies by. Most probably, the latter.

I'll miss my friends. I'll miss 4C. I'll miss the teachers. I'll miss the school. I'll miss the short bus rides. I'll miss the good times. I'll miss the bad times. Well, I think most of us will.

VS changed my life and I can't see myself saying the same had I been in another school. Not that I'm bias, but it's the total Secondary School experience. From freshmen days as the 'ah fat' to the senior days, from the khaki shorts to the long white trousers, from the Mr Siva to the Mdm Kwok, what can I say more?

I love VS.

God Bless and Peace. (Too many names to be mentioned, but you know I'll miss you.)