It is rather heart-breaking to know that this was my last Hari Kantin. Times go by so fast, yet everything stays the same. All the clubs offering temptations of delicious food and drinks, all the people on duty throwing sweet words to lure potential buyers, to crush the competition. And the students all with their pocketful of money ready to support their club and, well, eat.
It really is the same, as always. Only that it isn't. There's something about the day so bustling that makes me feel like I'll miss this. And getting to share the costs with Mei Yee so that we'll get to try more varieties.
Only to find that there aren't. They were mostly sweet stuff. Either that or they are too expen$ive. The honey chicken tasted good (the supposedly best-seller of last year) Glad it was a different twist.
Imagine ghostly figures moving across the school as if time were speeding by and but glancing past. Imagine them fading into the background along with the distant laughter. Imagine an empty space with a few students cleaning up. The ending of this years' Hari Kantin...just like that.
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