YAY, HE IS FINALLY COMING BACK! AND ITS FOR REAL THIS TIME.
let's see how much he has grown especially his leg hair. imagine if he came back bigger size than joshua. but i wished we knew what time he was arriving so we could go and pick him up.

how much we have missed him over the past 1 year, cannot really be expressed in words.
i could still remember when we sent him off last year. (refer to the july's archives last year)

the whole lot of us went to the airport and slept over whilst waiting for his family to arrive. although we were all wearing smiles on our faces, it was quite easy to see that everyone was desperately trying to quell their emotions. afterall, our good little wonghong was going to the united states for possibly 4 years.

it was kind of hard to let him walk through the departure gates, as the big crowd of us huddled on the other side watching his already small figure getting smaller and smaller. soon it disappeared behind the shops and that was it.

i could also still remember the first few days when wonghong had just left. everyone was saying "come back soon isaac" and things like that. it was even written onto his table and it read "don't go america, wonghong T.T"

fast forward everything by a year and here we are now, 30 of us busy preparing for our o levels and him coming back to visit.
the sad truth is that, he will have to leave singapore in a blink of an eye. yes, time really does fly. and when that time comes, it is going to be really nostalgic.

but i still ask myself one question.
when all of us enter our jc life, will we still be as close to one another? the answer is a big fat no. people change, although i'm trying my best to go against the flow. i don't want to be forgotten and i don't want to forget others. still, i must admit i can foresee what will happen when that time comes. nothing but mere memories of us ever being as an entity, as a class shall be left.

in all honesty, how i wish time could just stop at this moment forever.
i had 1 year of heartache and troubles, followed by 1 year of bliss and laughter (admist a few problems here and there). that 1 year of bliss of course came from my current class. i don't give a shit about what you think i'm writing here, but hopefully it will serve as a reminder that no one deserves as cruel a fate as being forgotten.




i'm trying so hard not to think about anything.
yet why is it that you are the only thing on my mind...?