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Friday, October 7
today was a day of awakening. for me and im sure everyone that was present.

"And who would have forgotten what we are known for? The spontaneous class who are very participative during lessons and are well liked by our teachers for our cheerfulness, the dirtiest secondary 2 class who later learnt their lessons and became the cleanest class of the levels and the class who went for three detention classes together....We are known for being loud, we are known for being an enthusiastic, we are known for being a clean and lastly, we are being known as 209, a class and not an individual.... If you split us do we not hurt? If you break us up do we not bleed?"

it just took one reminder. one. to trigger off a flood of memories. from the conflicts to the happiness we've shared. we've probably been through more together than any other class in sec2. i mean we went for three class detentions together. THREE. so what if it seems like a blemish on our class records? it gave us smth much more valuable in return.

As i heard this today, everything just let out, everything just flowed. i regret not cherishing the times that i had with 209, and i think many of us feel the same. every passion day...orientation...it only takes a reminder that we will be split up next yr to make us let go of everything. to push aside our differences and all the tension. to create a brand new chapter.

today i cried, but not because i was sad we were going to be broken up. on the otherhand, i was deeply touched at seeing the comfort that we gave to each other when some of us broke down. all the troubles and obstacles that we've faced, the worries that i've had, they're all worth it, just for that moment.

209 is a class with many strong personalities. it is this trait that defines us. it forms our class identity. but because we are each individual, at times tension arises. in the end, i know that we know that we will always be there for each other. at that time, our differences dont matter anymore, what matters to us is our support and encouragement for each other.

a class is only as strong as its students. likewise, we are only as strong as each other. our bond is unbreakable-unless we allow them to be. treasure our last few mths together, they will pass in a blur and before we know it, it'll be over. get to know classmates outside our your circle of friends before you realise it was a pity that you didnt get to know others better. make our last few mths together worthwhile and meaningful. let's leave behind a legacy that we will never forget. the fond memories and familiar faces will always be here.

im sorry if i have ever hurt anyone. to huiwen: sorry.

` Why do you look so familiar
I could swear that I have seen your face before

I think I like that you seem sincere

I think I like to get to know you a little bit more

How do you always have an opinion
And how do you always find the best way to compromise
We don't need to have a reason
We don't need anything
We're just wasting time

I think there's something more, life's worth living for

Who knows what could happen.
Do what you do, just keep on laughing
One thing's true, there's always a brand new day
I'm gonna live today like it's my last day

`wordsofthecynical
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