Good afternoon classmates and invited quests.
Today we remarks the end of our infancy,
The end of our childhood,
The end of our beginning.
As a new graduate we look for the hope to the future
And then the future becomes the past.
It’s the point of our life to we begin thinking abut the past and the future.
I know when I was a child; I never gave those much thoughts.
I missed those days.
Robert Frost wrote about his cavalry huge, climbing the bough of tree. He wrote,
“So I was once my self a sooner a bur gee and so I dream of going back to be.”
So do I Mr. Frost, So do I.
Here on Earth.
Today we remarks the end of our infancy,
The end of our childhood,
The end of our beginning.
As a new graduate we look for the hope to the future
And then the future becomes the past.
It’s the point of our life to we begin thinking abut the past and the future.
I know when I was a child; I never gave those much thoughts.
I missed those days.
Robert Frost wrote about his cavalry huge, climbing the bough of tree. He wrote,
“So I was once my self a sooner a bur gee and so I dream of going back to be.”
So do I Mr. Frost, So do I.
Here on Earth.
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Closing the year 2007 with...
different girls,
different guys,
different point of view.
And… different feelings
Every night.
They had felt me in each of nights, come along with me walking in the starry
nights.
Many of them are my best friends, carried bunch of life and love wishes, hope and problems.
Some are in high spirits,
Some are in dungeon of broken heart,
Some feel so incomplete,
Some feel whole,
Some still searching and chasing the beauty of existence
Some stop for a while to take rest.
One is the best little brother who need to set be free.
Two lovely and gorgeous sisters, either in past, present or next life.
One is too picturesque ness to be talked about
One with a cheerful clodhopper who smiles a lot and makes me easy release all rough activities to start a new day.
Less is just loser guys to fooling around.
My salad days when I was green in judgment.
different girls,
different guys,
different point of view.
And… different feelings
Every night.
They had felt me in each of nights, come along with me walking in the starry
nights.Many of them are my best friends, carried bunch of life and love wishes, hope and problems.
Some are in high spirits,
Some are in dungeon of broken heart,
Some feel so incomplete,
Some feel whole,
Some still searching and chasing the beauty of existence
Some stop for a while to take rest.
One is the best little brother who need to set be free.
Two lovely and gorgeous sisters, either in past, present or next life.
One is too picturesque ness to be talked about
One with a cheerful clodhopper who smiles a lot and makes me easy release all rough activities to start a new day.
Less is just loser guys to fooling around.
My salad days when I was green in judgment.
As we string the glass, things we desire, things we think will make our life better, money, popularity, fame. We ignore what’s the truth is the simple thing like friendship, family, love, the things that probably we already had.
By the end of the year, I hope we can stand altogether side by side waiting for a brand new year to come.
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And Hazel said to Gretel, “Let us drop these bread crumbs, so the witch can’t find out where we are.”
Losing our way is the most gorgeous things.
This year, I lost my way.
And losing your way in the journey is unfortunate.
But losing your reason for your journey is the faith more cruel.
The journey lasted 12 months
Sometimes I traveled alone,
Sometimes there is other take the wheel and took my heart.
And when the destination was reached, it wasn’t me who arrived.
It wasn’t me at all.
And once you lose your self, you have 2 choices:
Find the person you used to be
Or
Lose that person completely.
Because sometimes you have to step take outside from the person you have been to be. And remember the person that you mean to be,
The person that you want to be.
The person you are. (One Tree Hill)
Losing our way is the most gorgeous things.
This year, I lost my way.
And losing your way in the journey is unfortunate.
But losing your reason for your journey is the faith more cruel.
The journey lasted 12 months
Sometimes I traveled alone,
Sometimes there is other take the wheel and took my heart.
And when the destination was reached, it wasn’t me who arrived.
It wasn’t me at all.
And once you lose your self, you have 2 choices:
Find the person you used to be
Or
Lose that person completely.
Because sometimes you have to step take outside from the person you have been to be. And remember the person that you mean to be,
The person that you want to be.
The person you are. (One Tree Hill)
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