Nostalgia... last day of high schooling

[whoa... havent posted for so long... =|... soz peeps ><... and... today... last day of high school ever in my life... i just need to talk about the feeling today. =P... luv, hui]

Thoughts
1 OMG WTF BBQ
2 The way 5 years of high school just flew past, all the laughter, tears, dramas... all so blurred and fast forwarded.
3 The fact that I've finally lived in one place for more than 4 years without moving. Sweet stuff...
4 Everyone looks so different compared to at the start of high school.
5 Awesome to have had such great friends, teachers and school for the past few years. Will we be able to keep in touch?

Feelings
1 Sad
2 Excited
3 Nervous
4 Nostalgic
5 Hopeful

With this very mixed up mind and feeling, I went to school for the last time. Forever and ever, I will never ever be able to experience moving to the next class on the siren, gathering at designated lawns for recess and lunch, seeing everyone in uniform, walk in corridors nodding at people I know. It's all so sad... yet, at the thought of finishing high school and opening a new chapter in my life, it's something that I should celebrate; and I am looking forward to it a lot. However, with the never ending photo shoots, the touching speeches made by teachers, the book signing... it all marks an end and beginning- how can I face this without being confused? I'm sad, nervous, excited... all combined... with not one overpowering any other.

Tomorrow, the final high school assembly shall take place; after that, there's the final valedictory assembly, but it's not in the school gym. Would it be the last time that I sat in that gym for any kinda of purpose? Would it be near the last time that I will ever see some of my classmates? Man... I really don't know how to face it.

Today, as I gave presents to each of my teachers, they all courteously returned the favour, and I was glad that they all seemed to liked my token of appreciation. Mr. Whyte's speech was the one that touched me the most (Mr. Grasl's was quite good too... but Mr. Whyte's my form teacher... so... I guess there's a stronger connection there) and he was seriously one of the best teachers that I have ever had. Loved my form class too, what a close knitted class we were.

New chapter, new beginning. It's just the fact that, when there's a dramatic new beginning, it seems conditional that something in the past must end, that I can't really accept right now. Time flies and heals all, right? ... I'll be OK soon.

Hui Hui ^^b