The split of 12 Balls.

We've been quite a group since the start. I still remember the first project we did together was MOB, our group totally owned because of our egg. Hell, the other groups didn't even came close. I even thought to myself at that time, that this could be a great beginning. Academics aside, we were pretty good as a group. The only problem with us was that we are too last minute. The best example was for IDEAS project when we stayed back in school till 11. And u can imagine what time we would have reached home. So for pretty much of the semester we stayed together. Until this term where we did FOM, which was the last time we were as a group.

I guess everyone was kinda tired already so when there was a chance to switch, everyone jumped at that chance. Alex and Luke left first, leaving the four of us. We tried sticking for one more project, and we managed to do quite ok. But i think everyone wanted a change. So now we're further splited, Kay and Xingzong in another group while Syakir and me joined a separate group each. I don't know if its going to work but let's see how this last project for the year goes. Even though there will be no more lame rubbish jokes and funny laughters, its these that i miss the most.

This whole issue has been in my head for quite some time already. So i thought i'll address it. I know the way i write it is pretty dramatic and maybe a little exaggerating, but that's what i feel. I can almost hear laughter from the other people in my class when they read this. But to tell u the truth, i don't give a shit.



I doubt we'll ever be the same again.
And this line itself, carries another story..