Graduated, i find myself sitting in my empty classroom and walking past the quiet corridors, thinking of the memories and experiences i had in this school and how things are going to change. Looking through old pictures, seeing the faces i know i wouldnt see as much again. in a way, its hard to say goodbye. I will miss the lunchtime futsals, the orange uniform,childish games in class, silly arguments, retarded conversations, meaningful talks, all the fun and experiences we shared together and especially the people.
One day, we will all cross paths again and we will laugh like we did back then.
