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Jonathan Lim
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Raffles Institution, Raffles Junior College
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BLACKWHITE

Wednesday, May 20, 2009
8:43 PM

it's been a long journey, but i'm glad we took it. every step, every drop of sweat, every heartache. life just would have never been the same without it. 6 years it has been. 6 years from beginning to end. there are just some things you can never learn from books or in classrooms. they are the sweetest victories and most painful losses. although i must admit it seems like we were never meant to win. so much potential, so much hope, so much anticipation. it amounts to nothing in the end. that's what they say on paper. but this whole time, we were playing for so much more. we will never remember how many points we scored, the games we lost or even the games we won. we probably might not even remember if we won or lost. but all of that just seems so insignificant. unimportant details that just serve to decorate our crowded memories. so small when you look at how far we've come.

what will forever stay are the times spent with the people that changed so much of your fundamental years. the people you grew up with. the people you hate to hate, and the people you love to love. these 6 years never really gave you the opportunity to appreciate these people. not until it's all gone. over. still, the feelings have yet to set in. still in shock mode. but i can safely say, i'd give everything for these 6 years. just to have one more chance at it. when we're old and dusted, memories fading fast, when nothing else matters, all we have to hold on to is just one thing. one story of a group of dreamers, who came together and formed a team. forged through countless triumphs and tribulations into an army of fighters. the history books will never account for their victories, because history is written by the winners. winners, they were not. but what the world failed to see was that these people didn't need gold to vindicate them. they were the gold themselves. all they really needed was to shine brighter than anyone ever thought they could. and shine they did, through the gold in their hearts. the light that paved the way for greater things. we will never be remembered, but we will remember.

for one last time.

dream. team. fight. win.

raffles.

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