With the annual camp just passed by, it is indeed a blink of an eye that the sec 4s are passing out today. I remember the many memories, i saw the pain; laughter echoed and images flashing by ... ...
What was the journey like? How did you pass by these 4 years and how did it all add up?
Images of myself i always see whenever a new batch comes and goes. Being with each seems to be re-living the experience a brand new time again, and every parting is always hard to bear.
If there can be a choice, would time stop? Would any of you have wished it this way?
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