Today I attended a new agent course's graduation in my company.
And they played this song... heh..
If we hold on together... by Dianne Rose.
And all of sudden.. in that dark room.. with this song playing loudly..
I felt like I was being brought back to 2000. Y2K.
We were singing this song like mad under the night sky..
We.. the Rafflesian..were singing emotionally.. as we celebrated the rite of passage, the hall orientation that came to an end.
We held on together that day. A bond that was born out of days of hardship and friendship.
All was sweet.. even when I remembered it tonight.. it still felt sweet.
But as you could see.. we did not hold on together.
Ten years could do wonder.. really.
Raffles Hall was a distant memory.
So was PGP.. the canteen and the kitchens.
SOC to me.. today.. is no longer relevant.
System.out.println ("I haven't written this for so many years");
And they played this song... heh..
If we hold on together... by Dianne Rose.
And all of sudden.. in that dark room.. with this song playing loudly..
I felt like I was being brought back to 2000. Y2K.
We were singing this song like mad under the night sky..
We.. the Rafflesian..were singing emotionally.. as we celebrated the rite of passage, the hall orientation that came to an end.
We held on together that day. A bond that was born out of days of hardship and friendship.
All was sweet.. even when I remembered it tonight.. it still felt sweet.
But as you could see.. we did not hold on together.
Ten years could do wonder.. really.
Raffles Hall was a distant memory.
So was PGP.. the canteen and the kitchens.
SOC to me.. today.. is no longer relevant.
System.out.println ("I haven't written this for so many years");
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