The day finally came: graduation.
I really appreciate everyone who came that day - M & J, the bimbos, the bros, the real blood family.
Everything was a blur that evening, as we all tried to get the last pictures we could with people we got to know at ICS - i still have more pictures on facebook that aren’t from this camera, heh.
I remember feeling so jittery and excited climbing up the stairs to the gym for the ceremony, squeezing naomi’s hand so tightly..
I’m also really glad that our gospel church choir worked out perfectly - so much so that it looked like it was a part of the program (but it wasn’t, haha)
When we finally got our diplomas and when I opened mine, it finally (and when I say finally, I really mean finally) hit me that I, or most of us for that matter, will be flying off in a matter of months, to various universities around the world, alone. Exploring new cultures, people, places and food - alone.
I finally felt scared, as I looked down at my diploma that I now held physically in my hands, no longer a picture I imagined mentally. It felt so surreal, that I’ll be traveling literally halfway round the world to a country that is almost the complete opposite of Singapore. Liberal, huge, Western..
Many people have asked me, “don’t you feel scared? I would be so scared if I were you.”
And my answer was always no, I’m really excited, or just no, not really.
But when I looked at my diploma, I finally got what they were trying to say. Well, that feeling didn’t last long of course. But I can’t say that I’m completely excited now.
Now that July the 10th’s drawing closer, I dread packing up, organizing, throwing stuff away, and saying goodbye.
A whole new chapter’s awaiting me, or us (fellow ICS graduates).
I will miss you very dearly, ICS, more than I initially thought.
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