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19 November 2010 | 8:48 PM
tapestry of memories




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  • Graduation marks the end of this time, and with a couple of cheers and handshakes, we should be well on our way to realise our own dreams of success. School, after all, is a stepping stone towards our goals in life.


  • Nostalgia strikes me, as I think about a past that has been very colourful. The times I said I'd miss always, I still do; the friends and classmates I said I'd love always, I still do. The day 'Red Cross' ceased to exist in school, was the most heartbreaking day of my life. But that is the way it is, I told myself, we must move ib with a conviction that common experiences and friendships forged will hold fast to.


  • Thank you to all those who have forgiven me time and again, and allowed me to correct my mistakes, to those that have patiently watched me grow up without killing me in the process, to those that have never once given up on me and to those who understand and love me for who I am.