the last day of school

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Friday, October 10, 2008

1:26 AM

today was the last day of school, it was less an emo affair den i had expected.

one of the biggest regret is not being able to unite the class as well as other classes..

i've learnt alot from my stint in ac, learnt the social norms, learnt to stand on my own two feet,learnt how to press on , and give even if there's no respite in sight.
i've learnt that ppl come in all sorts of annoying and irritating packages,and that they have lovable sides too.

i've learnt that no matter how rich ppl are, they are still my friends deep down. no matter whose son or daughter they may be, no matter how famous they are outside, they are human beings, not someone distant in a magazine cover.
i've also learnt that doing what is right takes a lot of willpower, and that i can believe in myself( although i have yet to find a way to do it)

more importantly, i'm starting to grasp the power of laughter, the ability to laugh at oneself, pull urself up with dignity, and not let snide remarks get to u.
m still working on that, but at least its a start.

and i can happily say, my 2 years in ac were my happiest so far in my whole life.

and i look forward to uni days with trepidation.
how i wish i could stay in ac forever.

i'm changing and i'm happy.
liyan's taught me plenty as well :)

bouncing back from the storms.
is not as heartwrenching as it may seem
because God promises a rainbow is on the way.

Toh Wan Qin Roxanne

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