Hi Friend. You know, when I sat down opposite you at recess today, I felt relief. I felt ecstatic. It was refreshing to be sitting down with someone I'd been with for 4 years, someone close, someone familiar, to have a short but meaningful talk. It was almost reminiscent, of the times we were in the classroom known as 3A, at the very end of the SR block, times where we would go to the RJ canteen to have a nice perspective talk on things over two cans of coffee. (Haha, one for you, one for me, not two apiece.) It was even nicer when Wei Xuan came and sat down too. It almost felt like a class gathering save for the lack of numbers. Perhaps if the time had not been a constraint, we (or more probably, I) would have started talking about more inward things, things that only come out when you know the person well enough to trust that they'll keep it secret, things that only come out over two cans of coffee and a burger. Haha. But it wasn't to be, I guess. I smiled and waved when I got up to leave, but inwardly I was torn. Torn to part with such pleasant company, torn to have to face the real world, torn to return to the present. It's true, I miss the days in 3A/4A, but then, another day, I guess.