
farewell assembly has come and gone. thankfully, and weirdly enough. didnt see any red eyes or tear-streaked faces in the whole year two cohort. ohwells. that doesnt mean we dont love each other, at least not for me.
at this very point of time, wo shi ai S12 de.
lets just hope missing people arent as hard as they make out to be.
           
           can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 10:49 PM.