The past four years had been truly a blessing.
I've lost myself here and there, but there's always people who helped bring me back to the track.
I've grown to be more responsible person, and i've learnt to form bonds strong enough to withstand the constant dramas that frequent our lives.
I've learnt that when you can't change a situation, change the way you think about it.
And that if you don't include yourself, don't blame others for not including you.
It's not easy putting yourself out there, but once you're out, you're never gonna wanna change the way things are.
In christ church, we find friends, we learn how to keep them and how to let go if it isn't right for us.
As for me, i had several change of 'best friends' until i finally figured who the real ones are.
I'm pretty sure most of you have found the friend you're ready to spend your life with, sharing problems and concerns, successes and hsppiness.
I've seen friendsips that lasted the four years, like victoria and claudia, and the 2E1'10 clique.
Some of us might have discovered ourselves in the course of the four years we've been with the school, and some of us have not, but the school had been the best platform in the process of self discovery.
Personally i never did once imagine secondary school life to be what it turned out to be.
I met people whom i never imagined existed, and i've made friends whom i thought was impossible.
I also didnt imagine it to pass by so fleetingly.
In secondary one, we were all naive and gullible.
Some of us were worried about things others don't even think of.
Some of us felt foreign, and worry about not being able to fit in or adapting.
In secondary two, we have no care.
We were in the school for a year plus, too little to have an impact.
In secondary three we start seeing the school in a different light.
It goes to serve its purpose and the things we had worried about before had faded.
We went to Bintan and spent night under the stars, wishing the day never ended.
But as every other day, it did.
We were reluctant to leave bintan, some of us shared dear memories with the people we havent even met before, just like indra and the baby at the orphanage.
We tried grasping on to the last moments on the island with the classmates we had started to learn to love, and we're now left with nothing less than fond memories and pictures.
Sometimes the thought of not being able to make something last is intruguing, but we shall always look at things in a positive light.
An end marks a new beginning.
It is hard to begin, and it is even harder to end, but it'll all be worth it in the end.
We get to keep memories noone else in the world would have.
By secondary four, we had made ourselves comfortable with our classmates.
This period of time feels so fast, and you try to create as much memories as possible.
But it will always seem like it's not enough.
Why? Because there is always space for more memories.
We can leave that space, or we can revisit and create more to fill in the album.
Being a member of 4E3 is hard.
Why wouldnt it be, when you're surrounded by caring, funny, loving, violent and amazing classmates and teachers?
And especially with the thought of having to graduate, not with them but from them.
No more classroom memories, things would be different later on.
But one thing will definately stay, the bond.
The friendship we forged would last the years, we would keep in touch and still love and appreciate each other.
4E3, no words can describe how blessed i am to be in the class.
How blessed we are to have teachers like mr chai and mr issac, mr sng and ms chong and so on.
The fun times we shared will forever be etched in my mind, and i wish all of you success.
We'll go through the next obstacle together, O levels.
We started as one, we end as one.
We'll reward ourselves by getting good grades and seeing the looks on our teachers' faces, our parents' faces and our friends'.
We'll keep this bond and build on it, and we'll appreciate each other.
I hope when i see any of you ten years down the road, we'll be able to sit and chat over a cup of coffee (or whatever drinks that exist) without awkwardness and stuff.
I truly love all of you, every single one of you impacted my life in ways only the chaissac classmates csn.
Hahaha, im gonna miss you.
Best of luck for O levels, we worked for this.
Lots of love, (and 619s),
Wani ha ha ha