And just like that, 10 years of IJ ended ): No more school song & morning prayer/hymn & masses ever. No more familiar faces. No more friendly & warm people/teachers. No more familiar environment. No more doing things as you wish, doing silly things without really embarassing yourself. No more doing stupid things then have your friends let you know you're being stupid but still making you feel good/happy. No more turning to people who you can tell almost everything to and who will then make you feel better. No more Mr Teh & Mr Chan forever ):

In jc, there'll be boys! Stupid disgusting smelly boys. Who you can't complain/whine about girl stuff to. Like periods & cramps & bad hair days & wedgies. And then there are males teachers too, which is hard to get used to when 90% of the teachers in ij are females. In jc, it won't be ij! Where you feel right at home after being there for 10 years. Where you've seen just about almost everyone around school before. Where you know at least one-third of people's names even if you've never spoken a word to them before. Where everyone's nice & warm & friendly & helpful. Where there are religious stuff to keep me in check, so that I don't turn all unholy. Okay the list goes on so I should just shut up now.

But omg yknow today! Court Mao QY and I were leaving IJ when it started to pour!!! Suddenly, and heavily. How apt huh? Reflection of our moods + a sign that was shouting at us not to leave the gates of IJ (because it was damn heavy and we only had 2 umbrellas; yes I know I'm being stupid & dramatic). It's a depressing day, leaving IJ. Now I'm officially an IJ alumni member, no more IJ student OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. I want to cry x100000000000000000000. All I can say is, at least I still have to wear my IJ uniform, at least I'll still get to go to IJ, at least I'll still see my friends. Because of the darned O's.

And shit, I feel damn old leaving IJ.

Something tells us deep inside, IJ friends are friends for life.

2:36 PM;