Wednesday, April 7, 2010
It's the 5N1's forgather this day.
A pity to fail to attend.
2 years.
It's been 2 years I get out of this class, this academy.
Coming to pass,
Rise and shine bright and early.
Humming the national anthem, blurting the pledge.
Inheriting a fabricate desk with beloved portrait.
A defiant junior, finding fault with the teachers.
Chuckling, squabbling during break time.
The hall,
The canteen,
The class,
The quadrangle,
The field,
The basketball court,
The computer labs,
The science labs,
The people, the environment,
Familiarized but so near yet so far.
Moving out the secondary school days,
poly life days are a far cry from.
I prefer the secondary school days.
I detest the poly days.
8 days to hell!
FML.