So, I made it. I am making a post. Yet again I must say.

Anyway, we have made it through Term One! Personally, I am really proud of myself. When I was a little boy of 60.5cm, I never saw myself going anywhere beyond the Kindergarten Leaving Examinations (KGLE). For those of you who can't remember taking it, its the one where you have to walk from the teacher to you mumma. But going back to the real story, here I am, 181cm tall, smart, handsome (heee - *blushes*) AND 1 whole term into my stay in VJC AND in 06S53, the weirdest Science Class of the century. I've come far haven't I? I mean, not only can I walk from the teacher to my mumma, I can walk from VJ back to my house all the way at Bedok North/Tanah Merah/Simei (its like in the intersection of all these area. Think: Sets).

I shall just blog about something here many of you would be able to relate to.

1)People CHANGE. For better or for worse, they CHANGE. The reason I'm saying this is because I have just been reminded of this when, after just a few weeks of not being in contact, one of my dearest friend's changed. And now I can hardly recognise him anymore. I'm not talking about physical appearance. I'm talking about that person inside, under the masks and skin..

2)People COME and GO. That Shakespearean quote (which, frankly, I feel is overused) about Life being a stage where we just play our roles and have our little exits and entrances. I think that friends play roles. Some which last longer than others, while some just momentary.

I definitely have changed from since when I was 60.5cm. I wonder how I'll be when I'm 35, with a few million bucks under my pillow and a few more in the Bank. However I turn out, I just hope I'm happy and true. Don't we all?

Happy Holidays
Afzal Imram the One and Only.