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Tomorrow marks the first day of Study Leave, which otherwise means: Classes have officially ended on Saturday. Class parties were thrown and class photos were taken to commemorate an occasion both worth being happy as well as sad for - such irony. To think that IGCSEs start next Tuesday is beyond me; to think that my days in this amazing place of which I am proud to call home is the reason for the knots and twists in my stomach. Everything is passing by crazy fast, rocket-speed is the way to call it, and nobody is able to put a stop to it, or at least press 'pause' for a bit...just a bit. 

It's funny how when you are about to leave that you find everything so wonderful, everyone so lovely, everything so funny and yourself so ridiculously...happy. Then you realize that it is all coming to an end, and you feel obliged to distant yourself from them so that the goodbyes would be less painful, more bearable. Then again, you feel more than compelled to spend every passing second with them, to savor the remaining moments together, to cherish the countable moments of 'togetherness'. Either ways, you will still get hurt in the end. However, it is a price that I am willing to pay, in exchange with a lifetime of beautiful memories of which 20 years from now, I will find myself sharing with my husband, 30 years from now my kids. And the cycle will go on and on and on until my presence is deemed insignificant, my stories long since forgotten. 

But it is okay, you know. It's the present that matters most, is it not? At least that's what most people say, so I shall follow the majority, and for once, stop fretting about the unforeseeable future and start going with the flow. 

And my present is this: Telling you my story in this blog until the day comes that the Lord has it otherwise.

I am running out of time, hence I'm back to more revision. 
Thank you for reading. 

PS. MMM day was simply amazing today, *all smiles*
Till then, x