We always think we have time, but in fact time is the joke in the world. Three years may sound long, but one blink of an eye - I stand at the last line of this journey. Everyone thinks that they have the opportunity to go out together, to do this together, and then to now realize: How many opportunities, how many activities can not be enough for us to see complete memories together.
That day, doing the last exercise, before submitting the paper, a rainy afternoon, pour down, when the postponed completion of the examination room, the scene can not be sad.
Done Van, filing and out the door crying like a crazy one :) Who also stood watching and understand everything, the sun was also drying up tears before stepping out of the hell named school level 3 :)
Really! At first not interested in these quotes here. When finishing the course, the supervisor took the lesson and said, "Congratulations, you have successfully completed the exam." It feels like you are about to be a student and are about to leave the school. Today, get school report, holding school records, paper points with temporary graduation paper in hand to feel sure that he is already a former student :)). 3 years really fast!
Three years gone by quickly blink of an eye was yesterday. Think back to feel lost
I remember being very young ... still young but not rain, no kicking, no sunbathing ...
The final exam of the children to show off graduated then you. Still grinning. Young people are only carefree when reading this new infusion. I went through 3 years of high school, so quiet, quiet. It is too late to change anything.
Last time I watched the university, listening to the drum beating the paper to remember the high school years trying for many things in front and then look back at those five months passed quickly. Past mistakes can not be changed. Just want that time I did not talk to that person and then continue to love and then suffering =)))))))
Last afternoon, the sun was shining, wetting the back of his shirt, waiting until 5 pm to hold a temporary graduation certificate. Suddenly heard someone say: graduated but sigh. Somehow, understand that high school is paradise.
I still remember my feelings in the last days of many years. How many idols are posted, how many idols are posted, and personal profiles written in full color ink pen. It was solemnly addressed to each one in the class, and then anxiously waiting for the pen to return to him, flipping through each page to see what it wrote, he thought about how. Each page is penned cordial affection, is the smile of each of you have been close friends. Each word is a memory, a beautiful piece of memory is kept on paper, something that proves the beautiful and beautiful months that we have walked together.
As soon as I realized, how short a 3 years.