While i was writing report fo fyp... the word 'fyp' suddenly came to my mind... 'final year project'... to further scope... FINAL YEAR.. yah.. its the final year of our poly life... in fact the final sem.. 2 yrs seems lyk a breeze... and we are coming to a point whereby we are graduating soon and from then on sum will continue their studies at a new institution.. most guys including me will go to ns.. while sum who dun haf a chance for further studies will face the outside world very soon... wadeva it is... we will be walking seperate ways.. no matter how rough the road is gonna be for each and everyone of us... we all haf common memories tt keep us driving... i am one who haf a very faint memories abt my past.. my sec skool life... primary skool life... cause i dun lyk memories... it feels lyk a burden to me... its not tt i can forget abt my past... is juz tt i put those memories in the darkest corner of my mind.. so tt i can choose not to recall abt them... but now i refuse to forget anything abt my poly life.. it wld be nice if i can make time stop at this moment where i enjoy every part of my poly... no matter how hard we try to stop time... it juz simply slip thru our hands at the rate of 1 totz/sec... 1 chapter/day.. 1 memory/moment... 1 regretz/lifetime... while it is sad to see tt life cannot be reverse.. we shld feel oso feel happy tt life dun haf to be reverse.. meanwhile... we muz enlighten ourself tt we shld not focus our final year of our poly life in doing new stunts.... but to cherish ppl and everything tt is sharing the same route of life wif ya right till the very end where the split road begins...
Memories.. 3 patheic souls... xiang yi wei ming...
"Holding on we got to try... holding on till nv say goodbye~~" - Never Say Goodbye by Bon Jovi
