in living memory of CGS

JC has started and i'm having the blues. sigh. i miss crescent. i miss going to an all girls school. i miss my secondary school friends, classmates and schoolmates. i miss the crescent culture. this long list of misses could go on forever, but you get the general idea.

guess i'm not ready to just let those 4 years of my life slide into being a part of a memory which can only be reminisced. it pains me to leave that 4-year period behind forever. only now do i actually realize the significance and true meaning of the phrase "a once in a lifetime experience". my time in crescent fits it perfectly. it's really a pity, and i can't emphasize enough just how much i miss those 4 years in crescent.

but this is life. progress is inevitable. knowing how to move on is an essential lifeskill that everyone needs. i know that. but i'd like to move on at my own pace. right now i'm still unable to fully let go of the time i had in crescent. like grasping onto loose threads of an entire quilt that's being blown away. and each and every one of the pattern on the quilt represents a memory of a day in crescent. and every day in crescent was different. a quilt made of hundreds of unique and special patterns that are never repeated. beautiful ain't it. ah! my precious quilt! haha.

the 4 years spent in crescent was like a 4-year long treasure hunt. the treasure doesn't exist initially, but was built up over time. when i started out, i didn't even know what i was supposed to find. only when the search is over and i come up empty-handed do i finally realize that i had actually found it. the entire process of searching for it is, in fact, the true treasure. and it is my treasure of this lifetime. however, it is sorta like fireworks. (except that it only occurs once in, say, a thousand years.) it'll look brilliant in the nightsky for a few seconds. after that it disappears and all that is left is an empty black backdrop. and if you ever wanted to see it again, all you could do is relive and revisit it in your memory. same thing here. all i can do is remember the fun times, funny times, great times and troubled times i've had during the treasure hunt. time only ever move forward.

ahh. i feel kinda silly for writing this in a rather kiddie way. but oh well. guess this is how i relate things. anyway, just wanna say that i'll never forget the crescent times. and i'll never forget y'all.

miss you guys loads. SOBS!

DISCLAIMER

ATTENTION: if you've read the previous post, please forget about it. it wasn't by me, so don't get any wrong ideas about me. it was written by a certain friend of mine, whom i will not name nor blame. guess she was just having a strong hormonal urge. you know what they say about teenagers. haha well happy chinese new year to y'all.