after 2 hours of napping on the sofa and a shower, i feel alive and in function again.
due to waking up at an unearthly hour of 545 this morning, i was a walking zombie this afternoon.
today, me, pam and jon went to school to talk to the ANDhoppies.
we were supposed to talk to them in the morn before their flagraising but thgs didnt turn out so smooth, so we postponed it to after school. we mug @ the canteen, or rather, attempt to mug there amidst the (very boring) sec 1 post exams activity taking place nearby. poor things.
(zhicai managed to blend in with me n pam, and a particular teacher believed he's sec 4 too -_-")
our message was clear.
we are well gone from the school, graduated, on our own, wont be back.
so we are passing on this baton.
this baton we have (somewhat) willingly took up the past two years and held so dear.
this baton with our dreams, our blood, our tears, our efforts, our time.
it holds all these things, and it means the WORLD to us.
that is why we bother to wake up at unearthly hour, when the Os is a week away to tell you about this baton.
we have reached the end of our race in AND and can no longer fight alongside you guys. you got to stretch out, and hold this baton and run. run relentlessly, run tirelessly.
run until you understand why the baton means the world to us, by then, it would mean the world to you too.
