Thursday, March 02, 2006
Today is my 2nd last exam paper, and there'll be one more paper tomorrow before I am considered home free. Still, with the rising tide of anticipation, somehow my senses have been dulled to the happenings occuring around me. It's like. Graduation doesn't seem like a big deal after all, nothing seems like a big deal anymore. It comes and goes. Life still goes on. They just forever keep finding new ways to celebrate mediocrity.
Nevertheless, tomorrow is the last hurdle in 3 years and it's time to conclude my 3 years. Maybe I'll do it soon, plenty of time to do so after my last paper. Right? Meanwhile I'm going back to Biopolis to work for the duration while waiting to enter National Service.
A poem for those who think it's for you,
Strangers before, lovers and then, people become strangers again,
All things are gone before we know it,
We're always saying goodbye.
We all make friends, holding them dear,
But people change over times, friends disappear,
Life must go on, children must grow up,
We're always saying goodbye.
Rivers go on and on,
The sun always shines,
But just when we realize that we're out of time.
Why are we here?
Where do we go?
Just when we learn the little we know.
We're always saying goodbye.
Friends that we've made,
Things that we've said,
All of the happy times spent together,
We're always saying goodbye.
Now that we've come so far,
Life, love and dreams,
Our time has come for us to leave,
Little do we know, that we've got to go,
We're always saying goodbye.
We're always saying goodbye...
FX, written and dedicated to my BME, TKD and poly friends of 2003-2006.
6:53 AM
