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| .:~*MY MESSAGE TO THE GRADS OF 2003*~:. |
| **i'm saving as i go, so some parts may be cut off. forgive me!!** |
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| *****Seeing as how the Grad write-up space was limited for our yearbook, I decided to dedicate this page to saying what I wanted to say in my write-up, but couldn't due to character and word limitations. I hope you enjoy reading this and taking a small step back to reflect upon the past 5 years. I truly mean everything I say in this message!***** |
| High school is really just life jumbled up into one big ball; we entered as children and through the years, we grew up into the adults we are soon becoming. And face it.. We're old! The moment that walk off that stage in that gown, holding that folder takes place, we know deep down that we are finally no longer that young child we once were, so many years ago. In this great heaven called Gladstone, we loved and hated, laughed and cried, learned and taught, and in the end, we got the same results--we conjured up the greatest bunch of friends we could possibly ever meet. I mean, I know I certainly feel that way about all the friends and teachers I have met here. A thousand thanks would not be enough, let alone an extremely short pathetic one in the yearbook! You guys have made me who I am today, and I cannot think of any way to show you all how grateful and appreciative I am towards you guys for doing that for me. The WeN that exists today could not have been made possible without the love, support, encouragement, care, and energy that you guys have all contributed at all the most appropriate times. Some of you I've known for years, some for months, and some for maybe a bit too long! But nevertheless, I thank you all for your laughs, your smiles, your hugs, your words, your shoulders, your ears, your arguments and ,most importantly, thank you for your friendship! These have been the greatest gifts any of you could have ever given me; it has been all that I ever wanted or needed, and more! What am I going to do after graduation without each and every one of you guys? There are SO many of you that I just HAVE to thank and I hope during the creation of this page, I don't leave any of you out. If I do, I am DEEPLY sorry. But I promise I will take great care in making sure that NO ONE is forgotten. Hopefully, for those of you whom I thank in the prepared grad messages, I will be able to include a memory or moment that we shared together and perhaps a date of SOME significance. Then, as the years go on and this page gets put into the back of your mind where it'll collect dust, a small memory of us will peek through the haze and you'll remember this page and perhaps, you'll come across it again, so that you may refresh your mind with the same words of love that I wrote for you, so many years from then. The stars at the end of certain names indicate that there is a grad message for that person. The number of stars indicate the page. If you do not have a grad message, please do not feel left out. Know that I luv you too and that time limited the pages I could do and I will make it up to you in a post at a later date. |
| And so, I end this message on our journey together by telling you this: I love you all and I wish the best of luck to all the Grads of 2003. May you all live a joyous, amazing life. Without a doubt, I know you guys will succeed! But know that I'll love you just the same ad infinitum, regardless of it! I'll see you all at the end of our journey! Je vous attendrai toujours! If any of you need me at any time in the future.. Well, you know where to find me!! *waves* 'Til we meet again! Farewell and adieu! |
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| A MILLION THANKS GOES OUT TO EACH OF THE FOLLOWING: (included are friends, family, and teachers) Jennifer Ali Mr Bargeman Mr Boyd Ms Campos Sharon Chang Bernice Chau YuLi Chen* Mr Cheung Caroline Cho Karina Choice Janice Chong** Elaine Chu Jennifer Chu Sandy Chu Liana Chung** Ms Dedijer Ms Drummond Bryan Dunn* Ms Ekdahl Vanessa Fiaz*** Mr Grimmett Mr Guraliuk Mr Hamazaki Lydia Hao Mr Irvin Kerri Jang Ms Jeeva Ms Jerome Mandeep Johal*** Mr Kay Rananath Keth Annie Khuu* Brian Kinniston* Paul Kinniston* Belinda Lau Tina Le Jane Lee** Denise Lin Karen Lo Stephanie Lum Jenney Luong Jackson Ly** Tara Ma*** Carolyn Mai Ms Mawell-Smith Jane Mehai** Jordan Minamimaye* Ms Mittmann Mr Monga Mr Neu Jennifer Ng Jim Ngo* Jennifer Nguyen Linda Nguyen Mr Pekrul Ms Proznik Kaushal Reddy*** Ms Robson Catherine Roy Migiwa Sakurai Winnie Seto Douglas Sjostrom* Jennifer So Marian So** Mr Steudel Suzanne Tao* Ms Thompson Clara Tong*** Ling Tong* Jennifer Vo*** Mr Walker Holly Whu** Alice Wong*** Amy Wong*** Bob Wong Helen Wong Amy Woo Beverly Wu Jenny Wu Julia Wu Winny Yang Cecilia Yong Mr Yu Kevin Yuan Yin Yin Yung Kelly Zhou <more to come??> |
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| "Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them." -- Bob Dylan |
| "The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again." -- Charles Dickens |
| "Can miles truly separate you from friends? If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?." -- unknown |
| Graduation Day You look into the audience, friends in the crowd Each one so perfect; each one so proud Five years ago, almost all of them had unfamiliar faces But sixty months later, you share the same tastes Who would've known you'd all come this far? Who would've thought, they'd love who you are? You walked hand-in-hand, down that long jagged road And as you look back, all their care really showed It's been so tiring, and oh-so-very long But these friendships you've made, they weren't at all wrong They all made promises, you'd never be too far away And if you didn't want to fly, with you they'd all stay These are the ones who matter--those who are there in the end These are the ones who love you most--each one you call your best friend They said no matter what, they'd still love you, too And you know to their word, they'll always stay true They've seen all your sides, they've seen the real you And it really counts, they knew all that you could do They never let you down, they never left your side And no matter the circumstances, they came along for the ride Endless encouragement, support and care Whenever you need them, they're right there And so, you walk across that stage, with your head held high And you can hear them cheer, just as you walk by You see, they love you more now, and don't ask why It's always going to be "hello" and never "good-bye." --Wendy Luc (November 2002) |
| ****To read some of the poems I wrote that are dedicated to some of the people who mean the very most to me, please click on his/her name in the following list. Enjoy!!**** |
| Crossing, Living You brush your hair out of your eyes. You straighten up your blue cloak. Deep breath. In. Out. Your heart is beating quickly. Quicker. Butterflies dance within the walls of your stomach. Sold out crowd tonight. Applause. Step forward, please. Your turn soon. Thoughts speed through your mind. So much to do after today! Enough time? No time. Must rush. All ready to go. You must have faith. Confidence. Trust. You have it. Inside. Your friends put it within you. In your heart. Love. Friendship. Your head feels heavy with thought. This is the day. Your day. Your friends sit in the crowd. You will join them soon. Together. They were with you on this journey. Together. Now is the test. Will it last? You can't help but wonder. Where will you all be in ten years? Will you still be friends? Can you overcome it all? Obstacles and distance? You hear your name being called. You enter past the curtains. You walk to centre stage. You look into the crowd. Smile. Smiles. You found your answer. The most important one. Yes. Graduation isn't so bad. You will survive. It will. Survive. --Wendy Luc (April 2003) |
| Graduation Letters to write, applications to send Time to pack it up, we're nearing the end It's time to part and go our own swee way The end of our journey, the start of a new day No more hanging out, no more classes together Whatever happened to "Best Friends Forever?" We'll go our own paths, do our own things Go beyond the clouds, spread our own wings Maybe you'll know what happens, but now I don't Maybe we'll keep in touch, or maybe we won't There's nothing to be sure of anymore No more goals; nothing to search for Whatever happened to always staying friends? Will we still remember that when this journey ends? Will you still remember ever said word? Will you take with you, everything you've heard? We've met so many, and some know from a young age What happens to them, after we cross that stage? After high school, will we change all that much? Will all those best friends really keep in touch? By my side, you guys may no longer be There's no more "us", graduation will split the "we" Is it really good-bye, a final farewell? What happens now, only time will tell It's impossible to know what the future may hold As one chapter ends, another shall unfold --Wendy Luc (December 2001) |
| My Promise to You Graduation day approaches so very fast You want to try and make the moment last Give your hugs and say "Goodbye" We'll keep in touch; I do not lie I may be leaving, thousands of miles away But I promise, in my heart you will stay Our friendship has endured these troublesome years And together we rise, facing our fears Fear of changes, that I will never come back Fear of distance, the closeness we will lack I will be your wings, when you fall I will be your something, if you lose your all Graduating high school won't change what we share We will keep what is ours; life is that fair The end of June won't take what we had So please no tears; do not be sad Continue your journey; to your life you must tend And I promise you this, I'll meet you at the end Now look at that tassel and its two thousand and three Enclosed in itself, each and every single memory --Wendy Luc (May 2003) |
| ****There will be more poems to come, so don't think it's the end. It NEVER is the end!**** |