Student, no more.

The final semester grades came out today... In short, my poly life is truly over.

By right, I shld be pleased I hv successfully gotten my diploma, my grades are above average and I safely made the mark for the university I want to enter.

But by left, I miss SP.

Over the past 3 yrs, I know exactly how long it takes to get to school frm home (1hr 15min). I know which carriage door opens to the downward riding escalator of Dover mrt station. I know the least painful way to get to the classroom when I am in heels. I know how much food I can order for $2 at the nasi padang stall. I know what is the best combi of fruit juice at food court 3. I know the time to collect free Business Times. I know which teacher to smile to in the corridors and which teacher would ignore you. I know the peak hrs of the canteen and I know the sch.

Much as I am eager to start a new chpt in my book of life, I am reluctant to leave what is so familiar for the unknown. A new environment, new problems, new ppl, new me.

Ready or not, the time has come.