15 October has finally arrived. It's the day that I have been highly anticipating and yet as ironic as it seems, now that it's over I feel rather sad. It's graduation day for cjc. The day that marks the end of my school life with my friends. It's that last day that we get to sing the national anthem and prayer at assembly, something that I have always been doing since 2th Janurary 1999. No more studying in that classroom and rushing off for lectures. But of course that is if I don't do badly for As and my parents make me retake jc2. -.-
My journey at cj started off with the traditional orientation. I can still remember how gross orientation was. And an unglam photo of me was flashed during the graduation video-.- Next came the blue uniform. I really missed my ij pinnafore as I wore it for ten years and was reluctant to wear the blue blouse and skirt. But I have grown to love it. When it came to food I always dreaded eating at the school canteen because I did not like the food at all. As time passed i must say that I have lesser complaints about the food and the stall vendors are really nice. But none the less i will ever miss the food. I also did not like mass pe. Having one hour pe sessions twice a week that was spent running and doing other nonsense was not very ideal to me but i actually miss it when it was nearing to the end. All these are what I have once hated but now I know I would somehow miss it. The two years have passed so fast that I felt that I only entered cj merely a few months ago. I will never forget the friendships I have forged and these are what that have made up my two year journey.♥
All the best guys! ♥
-Alethea
