The End of an Era (Closing time (Semisonic) on repeat)

All right, so you guys may find me getting a little emotional over here, what with graduation getting over and all (sniff), but the last 3 years have been one hell of a roller coaster ride. As Rachel tells Monica in Friends, It’s the end of an era!! Oh, but what a glorious era! Every one of the crazy times, the field trips, last minute assignments, get-togethers, orientations, farewells, presentations, and the freaking out was, well, kickass! And the credit goes to each of the 60 (at present 55) antiques that make up this class. Proud of the fact that our class is an optimal mix of people (where things like collective IQ and common sense balance out), from the lesser known geeks to the beauties, from the soft-spoken to the outspoken, from catfights to making-ups (yes, something coined by our class, going by the number of making-ups we’ve had), from tears to wacky craziness, this class has seen it all.

The past three years have given me something so precious that I’m going to treasure it all my life: great friends. Words fall short when I’m asked to describe what I feel after these 3 years with this class, because it just can’t be described. So I have people who’ve improved my ‘fashion sense’, some have changed my opinions, some taught me to look beyond boundaries, and some just made me laugh. And I’ve loved every one of them. Not at those moments when they were giving me ‘gyaan’, but now I don’t resent the fact that they told me what they did. So cheers to a great class, a great group, where I made great friends, and lived my life how I wanted to.

This goes out to the rest of the 54 antiques.

Nostalgia

Looking back in time, on rewind
Bittersweet memories clouding my mind
My thoughts wistfully tagging along
My heart singing a melancholy song

Remembering those days, remembering that time
Remembering our days of prime
Remembering happiness, remembering pain
Waiting for us to be the same again

Looks like another time, another day
Another era slipping away
Another wave of happiness fleeing
A spasm of sadness enveloping my being

Looking back in time, on rewind
Bittersweet thoughts clouding my mind
I wait for another summer, another rain
I wait for us to be like this again