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At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as
Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Posted at: 1:48 PM
So once again, new year has arrived. I must arrantly admit, that I am extremely reluctant to shrug off the remnants of the year 2007 and step into the alluring yet deceptively devious shoes of 2008.
To be able to proceed smoothly into the future, I must delve into the ghosts of the past, and self-arraign for the arpeggio of choices which had formed a chord not quite minor, not quite major. A la what I had said in one of my previous posts, 2007 had developed into a B-minor chord for me. Should a major chord proceed it, it would sound like a triump, should a minor chord however, proceed it, it would be full of melancholy. Its all up to me to decide.
As of 14 hours from now, I would have to wake up with the same drear as four years ago. The drear of entering a new environment, a new culture. However, as opposed to four years ago, where the bridge from ACS(J) to ACS(I) was a short and stable one, the bridge from ACS(I) to VJC, for how ever long a time, would be, I predict, a long, unstable one.
Enough about new beginnings, how about old ends?
I've learnt, that there would be no ending if there wasn't a start. And there wouldn't be a start if there wasn't a beginning.
When God created the Earth, the darkness was termed, if I do not recall wrongly, as "in the beginning". After the six days of creation and one day of rest, did the world actually start. Of course, this is only my small opinion, and I hope it doesn't spark a furore of sorts from biblical scholars.
Beginning, start, end.
No beginning = No start = No end.
The holidays to me, were the "beginning" of our post secondary education. Tomorrow is the start. December 2009 would be the end, and instead of saying "good riddance", may we all look back and proclaim "I wouldn't trade the memories for anything in the whole world".
Friends,my dearest friends. My true friends. I'd never forget anyone of you. That, I swear. Storming into secondary three, a year of rebellion and tribulations, it often seemed that there were only ups, no downs. Or at least, I'd like to remember it that way. You guys fucking own. Nuff' said.
Going into secondary four, our hormones fully charged and just waiting to explode, the daily testosterone overload had seen us become an impulsive, restless, and rather rowdy group of people who thrives on the slip-ups of teachers. We may be "bastards", but we're all family.
To all I know, all the best. I say that with the fullest sincerity. A new chapter of our lives begin, but don't you dare overwrite the former chapter.
Let me echo what I said at the countdown yesterday.
-Guys, although we would no doubt drift, we will pull ourselves together again. With the bonds that hold us togethr stronger than glue, Two Thousand and Eight will be the Fucking best year in our lives.-
P.S - Merry Christmas too everybody.
