I was feeling kind of down so i decided to come here. kindof like how people run away to their childhood places to reminisce about the past to make themselves feel better. same concept here.
i dont know who else probably does this, but i really come here about once every two weeks with that tiny speck of hope that someone came and posted something in this blog. but who am i kidding? the j3s, the founding brothers, have long left the secondary section of the school and havent looked back since. the j2s are too busy being caught up with their own busy lives. or simply too cool to come to this childish place meant for expressing one's feelings when there were no girls around. now that there are girls, who needs a stupid blog? the j1s never really got into the tradition of posting any real posts into this blog, and although some commendable effort was made last year, it all faded into nothingness come midyear. lets not even go to the sec 4s.
everytime i come here to seek solace, i get disappointed. but then, at least there were people having mindless conversations in the tagboard. still, even those dried up by the end of last year. and as of now, i think i might be the only one left visiting this blog.
but it does not matter. it does not matter that i get disappointed everytime. it does not matter that nobody comes here anymore. it does not matter that nobody might ever even remember this blog, or simply dismiss it as part of their miscellenous past.
because to me, this blog will always hold a special place in my heart. ridiculous right?
it probably is. but you should understand that i grew up for two years with this blog as one of my truest and closest friends. i grew up with it from sec 3 to sec 4, when academics did not offer much to me and the only thing providing me with comfort was this blog. when there was nobody around, long before true friendships and unbreakable bonds were forged, this blog was all i had. when i had to cry, this blog made me feel better. when i had to share my joy, this blog was there to share it all.
i know that some of the main members of this blog (the ones with the pictures on the right) might even be embarrassed to admit being a part of this not-so-historic blog. but that will never be me. i will always be proud to say that i was part of this blog, because childish as it may be, this blog represents a significant part of our growing years, whether we like to admit it or not.
so just in case any one of you get the urge to close down this blog, please reconsider. this blog holds many memories, memories which will not last very long should this blog be closed down because as you might have read, some of us really have a unique way of narrating and this makes reading about our past more interesting. the only thing keeping the memories of my (as well as others, im sure) secondary school days as vivid as they once were is this blog. take it away and the only thing i will have left is, well, memories.
it would be great if this blog someday came back to life, but i highly doubt it would ever be. after all, this blog has become somewhat irrelevant now that the purpose it was set up no longer applies to us. but still..
finally, to this great blog, i bid you farewell. i may not ever post here again, but it is not with the intention of doing so. We have served each other well, so lets take a final bow. a bow of honour if you like.