Not to say it's a feeling of regret, it's really just a way of saying
" Oh my, look how time flies"
Or like the White Rabbit from The Adventures of Alice in Wonderland. We're always late.
Accepting life as it is, as a senior in CBN. Knowing that I wouldn't be watching the sun rise from the tree-tops anymore, the amazing gothic architecture, and the feeling I get whenever I step into school. Ever since Form 1. I've always wondered the century-old untold stories of CBN
Knowing that you've been a part of that legacy. Now that is an honour.
Oh well. Change is constant, and it's the moment we live in that really counts.
And if any of the band juniors are reading this : Thank You
Yes, even you Brina (although we never seen to go along)
The juniors performed for the Form 5's for our band party.
Gave us an amazing T-shirt
And a card with our pictures on it.
That's the mark of an end. A journey of five years, filled with every emotion possible.
And Jane, if you're reading this in NZ, 5B misses you, and the band party felt so incomplete without you
