A toast to the man that made all these possible. Cheers! Thank you, dad.
(And of course, to the woman who has nurtured us all our lives, even before we were born. Thanks, mom.)
(And of course, to the woman who has nurtured us all our lives, even before we were born. Thanks, mom.)
Standing under the hot sun on a summer day wasn't fun at all. I thought I was gonna faint due to the heat and my pounding headache. That's the lot of graduates waiting to march down the path to our seats. Kinda like marrying couples walking down the aisle :P minus the romance, plus the heat multiplied by 'n' ('n' being infinity).
That's the stage where later on everyone would be walking up to get our fake diplomas and shake hands with god-knows-who.
My homies, I love you all. To my 3P girls, I love every moment spent with you. Thank you for being part of my life. (And you all better still be part of my life even after graduation, or else!! :P:P) To Sheena, who listens to my rant patiently and who knows I'll do the same for her too. Love you babe, I'll always be there for you if you need me. To bro, thank you for loving me in your own way (and of course, for all the delish' meals you cook!). To V, if you know me as well as you claim, you'd know what I have to say. :)
my source of energy and the feeling of invincibility (is there even such a word?).
To Peng Chuan, whom I've known not for a very long time, yet seems very much so.
Love you! And thanks for the balloon!
Love you! And thanks for the balloon!
To those whom I didn't get to take a picture with on that day but has been a great friend all this while, I thank you all too: Nick, Paul, Sounjew, Poy, Lily, Nivea, Choon, Raudee, Aaron, Isaim, Yung, Brandon, Meng, Loong, SEAN!!, Ayass. To Roy, whom I've grown very close to over the past year yet for some tragic reasons we're separated by the greatest canyon in the world,... I don't know what to say. Because saying what I really felt is, apparently fake, ironic, and hypocritical to you. So I guess I'll just say thank you, and sorry.
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