fatbro and me are two years apart. considering we travel the similar education journey, except the schools we go to, we encounter each stage of life so far on a gap of two years.
today, he POP from Tekong and i was there to celebrate the moment as well. i have been through that two years ago. i have been through BMT two years ago. i felt how he felt on the Marina Bay floating platform two years ago. nonetheless, those weren't the main point.
my main point is.. two years. man, two damn years.
somehow or rather it felt so surreal. i am not sure if this feeling signals the fact that i'm old or time flies be it you are enjoying it all the time or not. i could not believe i was the one who POP two years ago. main reasoning being so much things and events happened between the time i POP two years ago to today. let's see.. had a failed relationship, had a shin splint injury for two long months, two surgeries to rid my wisdom teeth, getting my Class 3 driving license, meeting awesome people from 39 SCE of Seletar Camp, struggling to get a space in a local university.. and the list goes on and on and on and on until the sun stops to burn.
yeah, i just really can't bring myself to believe that two years gone by just like that. wonder if this feeling is a good or bad feeling.
