Forgive me for being slow, but I've just realised today's not just the last day we're ever gonna have lessons in Nanyang, but also the last day we're going to have lessons as a class. And this is going to be the only reason I'll feel nostalgic.

I think that, although we haven't been particularly bonded as a class, but we're not 散 either. I like the way we are, happy and all, talking lots of nonsense to everybody. There're the small things that bring us together, though. Like Graces camp. And playing captain's ball as a class. And like Zi Yan said, this EOYs helped a little too, I guess, since we're like asking people questions everywhere hahaha. Probably nothing much, but I felt that these small things were sufficient to show that well, we're still together.

Hahah I'll miss the times we all (or most, at least) never listened in class during like, IH especially, and then we all slowly grew to love Mrs Ng (and her unborn baby maybe hahaha) because we realised she's so nice.

I can't exactly explain why, but I like 405. More than 207 (not that I've ever really liked it, anyway, but that doesn't matter). After all, I still get to feel included, despite being one of the last few to be picked to join a floorball team during PE. I've a wider circle of friends here, I don't feel discriminated against (way better than in 207, man, heh).

Yeah. I had a great 2 years with my class. A few years down the road, and I probably may not remember some people already, but I'll miss my class, for a while, at least.

Thanks 405 (I'm not sure even half the class will read this but never mind), for letting me spend my last 2 years happily :D It was all subconsious or something, I guess.

Now this is the last lap. Just one week. We'll pull through this.

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