this is the final lap.
the last day of exams.
the very last history paper
and the very last time charmaine and i will be participating in our tradition of stopping by 7-11 at the mrt station whilst watching out for the certain someone we want to avoid.
hahaahahahah
evil us but its true.
we always see her, somehow or other.
ohwell.
but tonight its time to party.
desheng cant gloat anymore.
but i'll miss so many people form school.
the softballers, the going-home gang, the vtcc people and the other people who've entered my life in ne way or another.
this is the final journey we're making together,
its time we move on.


''when i was a young boy, my father had take me to the city, to see a marching band.
he said someday when you grow up, would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned..

hannah got me hooked on this song, just like how gee got us hooked on lips of an angel. <3>