Friday, May 12
I had my last BBQ cum steamboat in Hall last night with my Hall friends. And then some of us played MJ til dawn. It's probably the last time we would be doing so bah.
I'm packing my room and I threw out many plastic bags of notes and junk. And yeah, as I was packing, many memories came back. Like, when was that photo taken, what events are in the Hall mags etc. And it was in this last year, and last sem for some of us, that we started to organise our own steamboats, BBQs and MJs in hall. Perhaps we all realised that if we do not initiate such plans in our final semester, we won't have a chance to do so again in Hall...
I think i am undergoing depression period now, with the end of school life and Hall life. There's this emptiness, this feeling of lost. And it gets worse with every item I pack in my room. But I know I have to carry on packing and clearing... And soon, we'll all no longer be neighbours in the same block...
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