Life in RJ is coming to an end. This wednesday, we'll kiss the memories of lectures, tutorials and lab sessions goodbye. Funny how we always forget everything we are supposed to have learnt in school, but remember all the seemingly academically unimportant details like the pranks on teachers and messing up the lab, and our chapteh sessions at the back of the classrooms and class pe with tennis and netball on friday mornings and afternoons. I think I'll miss almost everyone in 3M and maybe one day when I step back into RJ as a working professional, I'll feel mischievous and stupid all over again. Much as I say I didn't quite grow as a person here in RJ, the friendships forged makes up for all of that. Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever ever meet again after leaving school and struggling to carve out a future for ourselves in the big big world. Will we still be our same old silly selves when we get back together? Or will we be so hardened by the ways of the world that we become weary shells of our former self? Will we return much wiser or more disillusioned? Part of me is excited about leaving school, leaving the whole monotony of timetables and fixed flag-risings.. but what would life be like with so much freedom? Freedom that rushes towards one like a huge gale of wind that sweeps one off her feet. Will we allow this wind to pick us up and spin us out of control?