We Would Still Be Friends Forever
So, I just wrote a poem at 2.25 am today, when I could have written an essay for my gp, malay or something (because it's bloody hell 15 days away...), which could explain why I'm feeling so bothered today. Nope, not bothered because of my A's is coming. I mean, I'm bothered by that every single day but actually, I'm also bothered by... the end of A's. While 28th November brings about a joyous occasion for me and most of my friends because we have finally freed ourselves from the torturous journey, I bet it will also give me the slightest tinge of happiness and a whole lot of sadness. It's like I can foresee myself, thinking about my future: How will I spend the next 3 months? Still in contact with my friends? Busy working? Or just lazing around alone with a silent phone (not because it's on silent mode)? I'm already pondering about it now and worrying so much that I may lose my best friends over the break and then just lose them forever.