Friday, September 21, 2012

Graduation Goggles

It is just like high school; no matter how bad things were, at graduation we would only remember the good times. 

As I walked against the strong winds along Belgravia Street, I laughed to myself. For I had walked many a tear-filled journeys on this road and yet, at the end of it all I only seem to remember the good times. I have no one to blame for my tears. I know that very well. But I do have to thank the pharmacy staff for the smile on my face. 

I wish I were more eloquent in person. Then, I would be able to say sorry for all the trouble I have caused them. I would also thank them again for guiding me and welcoming me into their fold for a brief 6 weeks. 

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