tomorrow,
is the last day of school.
I feel reluctant to let go.
is the last day of school.
I feel reluctant to let go.
no more eden talks, no more walking back to class from science labs, no more fixed classes,
no more uniforms, no more sitting next to julian, no more sitting behind of hoe wei and dana, no more fixed recess time, no more sitting under that big wide roof, no more monday morning assemblies, no more running to chem lab to see pn.wong, no more going to the office to see pn.lim,no more going to the teacher's room to look for teachers, no more entering bio lab and sitting next to him, no more entering chemistry lab and ask teacher to let us play with the chemicals, no more entering physics lab and ask teacher to let us use the computer to go online whether it is youtube or any other physics-related sites, no more discipline room, no more detention centre, no more seeing the prefects duty, no more for the need to take a teacher's pass to go to the toilet, no more attendance taking by the class monitor, no more class conversations, no more add maths project, no more free periods use to play and talk, no more playing wearwolf with the classmates , no more being called as a class, no more staying back after school just for the fun of it, no more walking in my secret places in school, no more sitting by the window pane, no more ashman talking and laughing away, no more teasing piser about atikah, no more calling kok khong fishball, no more 'psst-ing' to faiz as I walk pass his class, no more big wide field, no more prefect duties, no more hanging out with the juniors, no more study group with the close friends, no more truth or dare session, no more getting nervous and asking for answers confirmation from edwin who sits at the back of me during exam as teacher is giving out the exam papers, no more school food, no more physical education classes, no more big shady tree just outside our class, no more walking over to your sit just to disturb you or ask you to teach me add maths, no more walking slowly back to class, no more walking slowly next to you , no more this , no more that..
& no more turning to a certain angle just to see you.
no more uniforms, no more sitting next to julian, no more sitting behind of hoe wei and dana, no more fixed recess time, no more sitting under that big wide roof, no more monday morning assemblies, no more running to chem lab to see pn.wong, no more going to the office to see pn.lim,no more going to the teacher's room to look for teachers, no more entering bio lab and sitting next to him, no more entering chemistry lab and ask teacher to let us play with the chemicals, no more entering physics lab and ask teacher to let us use the computer to go online whether it is youtube or any other physics-related sites, no more discipline room, no more detention centre, no more seeing the prefects duty, no more for the need to take a teacher's pass to go to the toilet, no more attendance taking by the class monitor, no more class conversations, no more add maths project, no more free periods use to play and talk, no more playing wearwolf with the classmates , no more being called as a class, no more staying back after school just for the fun of it, no more walking in my secret places in school, no more sitting by the window pane, no more ashman talking and laughing away, no more teasing piser about atikah, no more calling kok khong fishball, no more 'psst-ing' to faiz as I walk pass his class, no more big wide field, no more prefect duties, no more hanging out with the juniors, no more study group with the close friends, no more truth or dare session, no more getting nervous and asking for answers confirmation from edwin who sits at the back of me during exam as teacher is giving out the exam papers, no more school food, no more physical education classes, no more big shady tree just outside our class, no more walking over to your sit just to disturb you or ask you to teach me add maths, no more walking slowly back to class, no more walking slowly next to you , no more this , no more that..
& no more turning to a certain angle just to see you.
I remember, fridays are special.
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