First day of the PW/MT intensive week: indescribably.
The first lesson of the day was project work but due to the numerous groups that each teacher is assigned to, my teacher had to handle us all separately, leaving groups to have break. After our 2 hours worth of chinese, we waited while she was with the other class. In the midst of the long wait, we gossiped and it was true as to what was said - our class has changed since the first day we met. (: Positively and negatively, they are still changes. But nonetheless, it had been an awesome year to be part of
SG25. (:
Sigh. At different phrases of life, we realized different things and morals. And one of the many issues I realized in these 17 years, through the hard way, was that a white lie would really serve more purpose than the truth. ):
i'm sorry that i've disappointed u. maybe...i shld have kept it mum. ):