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Thursday, February 17, 2011

its the last day of school tomorrow.

three years have come, flown and gone by, we got by, project after project, assignment after assignment, from one exam to the next, one lepak session after another. dumb moment after another.



and finally, we're at the end of our 3 years in poly.

(oh god, i dont know what to say)





we started off unfamiliar, and we explored TP, eating at various canteens, and then came along block 23, the block where we spent half of our lives eating at the canteen, rushing off due assignments, play dota, sleeping on benches, htht and so much more. we had our sentosa and chalet outings and our regular birthday celebrations at concourse.













i'll always remember the moments.






then came the season of motors. we turned 18 1 by 1, our conversation topics changed to all about licenses, cars, bikes. we got our licenses 1 by 1, and we went on insane road trips, exploring places we rarely visited. and then came along internships. we were legal to enter clubs, start drinking, and very soon, vehicles and clubbing were new topics in our conversations.








we split apart for 6 months, leading different lives which were out of our comfort zone, meeting up occasionally to maintain a grasp on our sanity and to know that through whatever we were going through individually, there was a class who would understand. we slogged our asses off for SIP and MP, and finally, the torment was over.




sem 3.1 came and gone, and finally,

sem 3.2.



the sem which we all dreaded, the undeniable reality that in 5 months, 802 would still always be 802, but our purpose as a class, to stick by to go through the shit that school throws at us, would be gone. the most legendary semester of our lives, a whole class steamboat at concourse, bridge sessions, our usual sleeping on benches and rushing off projects, watching HIMYM at the concourse.



and tomorrow, will be the last proper poly day of our lives.

802, i love you guys, and i'll miss you guys in the days to come.
thank you for the moments, the memories, the support, the best.







and as our lives change,
from whatever,
we will still be,
friends forever.

love,

-J.



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