ends.

Last day of school, last day together as a class, probably the last day we get to see each other, make fun of each other, hate each other or even enjoy our time together. Secondary two going secondary three, the class seperates. Good or bad? I have mixed feelings about this. Whether i've hated you or not, you are still part of 2-5, a fact that remains unchanged. I can hate you, detest you, ignore you, but you are still my classmate. You are part of 2-5, a class that will remain in my memories.
Good. Finally, you who i hate is finally gone, away because we take the different subject combinations. I know i won't be in the same class as you. You and I have different ideals. From now on, we go our own seperate ways. I stay here, doing the things i like, be it low class or not, be it whether you like it or not, i'll continue. Let us not cross paths and spoil my life. You can continue doing your own things, i won't interfere. I couldn't care less even if you don't like me.
Sad. The class was together for 2 years after all. We've been through thick and thin, numerous scoldings, for the right and wrong reasons, misunderstandings, assumptions by smart alecs. Two years ends and we go. If only they won't change the classes. What's wrong with that? I wish you good luck buddy. May you succeed in your future endeavors. May the class remain in your memories.
No more soccer, no more lunch, no more copying of homework, no more sharing of the deepest secrets or fears, no more laughing at each other, no more calling people names and making them feel bad.
Last day of school, the results doesn't matter, i just hope that the class i get posted to is good, with people i know and i can get along with. It seems impossible to survive in a new enviroment for me. Interacting with others seems impossible. I get more enemies than friends. Hard to get along with people. Trying to make new friends is probably the hardest thing i can do.
Too much to say, too hard to express. suteki da ne.