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Friday, May 25, 2007

The last day of school

Guess this quite a special day. 2 of our teachers are leaving us, Miss Ong and Miss Tan will be leaving us. Well, they should, if not they will stay here until they are old? After my smp today, Miss Tan came to the concourse to mark files, I was intending to do my compo. After a while, we started to talk about music, yes, and that was 3pm+. We wanted to play the piano there but the NPCC was there, so we waited for some time, then Miss Tan and I enthusiastically rushed there to fufil our musical talks. We played and played, and lost track of time. It was rare though, I hardly find anyone to share my musical experiences and fantasies, so thank you Miss Tan, I had a great time, hope you did too.

Where does it come from—this quest, this need to solve life's mysteries when the simplest of questions can never be answered? Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. But that's not human nature. Not the human heart. That is not why we are here. Yet still we struggle to make a difference, to change the world, to dream of hope; never knowing for certain whom we will meet along the way. Who among the world of strangers will hold our hand, touch our hearts, and share the pain of trying.

-- Heroes Episode 23

heh take a look at this

lol.

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