Walk off

Well... Today was indeed the last day of my CCA. I'm referring to Track N' Field. I feel sad for the fact that it is about time we say goodbye to the people who watched over you as time passes, as we undergo bildungsroman. Memories of how I was like before I joined the CCA(how fat I was), how I was changed physically and mentally("That Age" begun at this stage of growth), and how I greeted farewell to my graduating seniors. This time, the graduating seniors are US and the juniors the Secondary 1, 2 and 3. Everyone's grown. I don't feel the necessity to shed tears as we usually do since toddler's age. I have changed tremendously: From the annoying me, to the sensitive me, to the paranoid me, to the conscientious me, then now into an outspoken young adult. One of the thing that hasn't changed is my undying spirit.

"The burden of Time presses on all.
We seek not to resist, but to live with it."