February

The second thing that I don't like this year has arrived. Yes, February. This means there's not much time left for the big event. Not Chinese New Year, ofcourse.

Without me noticing, this year is the end of my 11 years of studies. Last week, I went to buy cincau and the canteen uncle ask me, "Ah Yeip, this year is your last year already oh~" Me, standing there, shocked by his statement. And my answer is only smile. It seems like yesterday I always find canteen uncle to chat. Everything was like happened moments ago. My mood was like dropped from the sky after eating.

While I walk to toilet, Wai See greeted me while asking me to go to her house during CNY. I answer I'm not sure. Almost like begging, she said, "Come la~ Last year already~" Once again, my mood was like dropped into the sea. However, my reply was just not sure.

I almost cried in the toilet, thinking next year, where will we meet?

Yea, where actually will we meet next year?

My biggest regret this year, is I can't graduate in the same class with you all. :(