Gosh I cant believe it’s gonna be feb soon. Time pass really fast. I’m gonna be year 3 soon. And soon, I will be into my major. Everyone will be in different classes except some of us. I dont know how I will survive without them. I’m used to having them in my life.
And soon, the school will be slightly empty. Lesser familiar faces, lesser hi-bye which I dont like:(!
And soon, I’ll be leaving this school. OMG EMOTIONAL CAN!
I always hope I can graduate from NYP ASAP. But my feelings for it grew stronger as days goes by. Maybe because I’m getting older.
At times, I really hope time will stop moving. I’m always optimistic about being old. But now, I fear. I fear many things that would change.
