we only see pretty faces
& nt bleeding hearts...

回忆是痛苦的

bittersweet....

and i miss e grey skirt, blue shirt & the trademark tie suddenly...

it hurts to move on when there's smthing holding u back... seeing ppl cheering their hearts out for their friends on e track brings back so many wonderful memories of t & f championships... how we hurled vulgarities at faggots, how we screamed for a school mate on e track. how we sang e sch song w.o having to rehearse first. (who in e right mind rehearses sch song?)

cheering has never hold such a special meaning in my heart, that i will nvr cheer for another sch, nor have anything replace the memories that came with it.

we are united we shall nt be moved
we are united we shall nt be moved
like e tress that are planted by the waterside
we shall nt be moved...