Either you die in the reticence, nor you welcome the eruption. I forget who said this, which is obvious a Chinese translation, yet I am sure it is universal truth.
I saw my juniors today at the canteen enjoying Singapore "delicacy", some of them are still filled with immense joy and freshness, some of them, I am sure, are still indulging in the dreams of childhood. Dreams are easily broken, since they are encapsulated in the bubbles. Childhood dreams especially. I feel heartened that they hold a divine attitude to me. Still, they are young, still free from the burdens of life, still have the chance to enjoy their carefree childhood which rightly belongs to them, still have a "childish" and "worship" heart to treat everything alien they see.
I am crazily happy that I am almost the same as them, carefree and childish, contradicting with my not-so-young age. I am still moved by NanHua, still think it is a holy place, still think everyone is a spirit, like the day when I first entered this campus.
I still keep that freshness, my love for NanHua, for 302 will always be with me, wherever I go, wherever I might go. For the simplest reason, this is MY school, this is MY class. "My" is of all the magic, because we belong.
Someone chooses to be passerby A, someone chooses to be passerby B. I choose not to be a passerby. Though NanHua is not my destination, I will never make it a perching place, either. I am like a migrating bird, yet I will always remember every of my "homes". This is a home, not a perching branch.
Today I get a "I am Drug Free" thing, super excited, though I do not know why.
Today I borrowed a "BIO" from Sarah and finished "duplicating" one during my Chinese Literature lesson while Mr Cai proceded his dogma about Ming Drama.
Today I invent a new way of writing the letter "f" while scribbled on the TIME.
Today I met some strange people talking to me about some strange topics.
Today I met my juniors, and tomorrow I am going to meet them again, and get my new spectacles!
How long does it take to drift from happiness to sadness, I can tell you, it is less than one second.