I felt proud, ecstatic even to watch you girls take over. Ask me why, when it should by right no longer matter because I'm just a senior. But I couldn't; couldn't just let this moment sink in, nor the reality that I became a senior a year ago. My thoughts were just hauled away to the times when we had so much laughter, & tears- in the past. Was it just me, who foolishly still remembers these memories?

Memories of you girls holding coke bottles running after us, till you got caught; & the last trng before our POP when Qh & I ran away, you girls gave chase when we thought you wouldn't; & the time we went to sumo house then to mine, those kept playing in my mind, exactly what I told you; cause you asked, you bothered & cared. Then the KFC visits? Were we the only ones who remembered? How we made so much noise, oblivious to the other customers, playing amongst ourselves?

& most recently when you 2 came over for 'PT', again, was I the only who remembers? It was the growing process, the metamorphosis like caterpillar to butterfly; those good & bad times that we got over together that I cherish so much, unable to let go. I hate myself for not letting go. I want to forget, to move on like how everyone else does. But it just wasn't in me to forget, & it isn't in me now nor in the future to forget. Whilst standing where I was yesterday, my eyes inadvertently marked out the routes we took to run away from you girls, as well as the places in this beloved school that means so much. Tell me I'm mad, tell me I'm crazy; but I was just reminiscing, you can't blame me for that. It felt so good after my episode, I felt relieved; relieved that I have let everything out, though the memories still stays crystal clear in my messed-up brain, I promise to try not to let them hurt anymore.