middle part

days are passing like the flowing water,
half of the semester already passed,
semester, we come from different place,
get to know each others,
help, play, chat, quarrel...
we do enjoy our life,
own a lot of sweet memories..
semester 2, we face a lot of trouble.
some friendship test,
some love failure,
some result pressure,
and so on...
we success in some part,
failed in some part,
and we came to the last...
semester 3, this is not my last semester,
but i ll leave here too...
change a place,
have a whole new life..
tried to catch down every moment,
record every happy scene..
i heard the voice of the door is opening,
the door that i will step out from kampar..


nearby i did sth wrong,
feel so sorry to them,
im quite pressure,
i ll try to contact them more recent,
not to make them worry...
daddy, mummy,
i miz u all so much...