And so it's farewell. 2 years of college life has now become history. It's really interesting when you look back and see how you've changed over the years, be it for better or worst. And when you've come to realise how it's the little things that actually cause these changes, you just can't help but marvel at how such small things shape the course of your entire life.

CJ was no different. I stepped into CJ feeling like a fish out of the water. Most of the boys in white donned a Green badge on their shirt pockets, while almost every single girl was clad in that blue uniform. Even as a Catholic, seeing the crucifix hanging before you in school made it even more alien. "What have I gotten myself into?" I wondered. First impressions matter alot, and this time... it didn't help calm my nerves.

I met the class. Each of them seemed to look just like their neighbour. Yet, 2 years on, looking at the same people, I see something special in everyone of them. These were the people who got scolded with you when you went for lectures late. The same people who made sure you didn't have to spend mealtimes alone. The ones who helped you in your work when it seemed like Greek. The chaps who now form a big part of your fond memories of college life. I will miss them dearly. The class lunch @ Heeren felt so homely, I'm not really sure if any of us realised that it was our last time of fellowship as CJ students. Laughter. Jibes. The occasional kick (from Komar). As we left, as I watched everyone break ranks and go their separate paths I felt my heart weigh down. In VS, we knew that we would keep in touch and still meet up from time to time. Yet, I am not sure about this class. I certainly hope we do, but honestly, I'm not optimistic about the chances of that occurring.

5, 10, 15 years down the road. Some may have left this tiny island for good, but I'm sure I'll cross paths with the others. We'll look at each other, maybe stop for a minute or two. A quick catch up, and soon once again we go our separate ways. Maybe, that won't even happen. We'll look at each other, and then look to whoever's with us and utter, "You see that person there? We were classmates once". And then we walk away. Sad, but then again it happens. My classmates made CJ bearable.

If given another chance, there's no other class that I'll ever want to be in. God bless you all.

To other random people around. The Dizons, Taa, Siew, Sandra, Suba, Zhao Yao, Deon, Audrey, Jackie, John, Cherie and everyone whom I've met one way or another, be it Catholic Retreats, OCIP or my h1 Econs tutorial mates here's a big thank you to all of you. The school would have been more empty if not for your smiling faces at every other turn and corner.

Mr Tay Chen Hui, the ever charismatic Home and Physics Tutor. Mr K.B Ong, the man who lives and breathes Chemistry. Miss Sabrina Tan, the lady who made Math fun once more. Mdm Rajan, who has bestowed me with the luck in my GP. Mdm Mary Goh, who made Econs a loud affair. I'm not very sure that any you will ever come across this, but I'm eternally grateful for all the help over this period.

Farewell CJ. Farewell t14.