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[Jun. 13th, 2009|10:26 am] |
So yesterday was our last day of work, at least for now. It was a slowwwww day for work, at least for B and I. In fact, we didn't have any. There was a point in the day when I announced excitedly that I could hear myself blink, and we heard one another blink, and I made him try and guess the rhythm that I was blinking just by listening to it (it was Nobody by Wonder Girls, but he didn't guess it. Stupid).
To celebrate our last day (or mourn, because we had fun working together) T,S, B and I (I realise that our initials together spell TSMB. B, I'm going to call you P from now on.) embarked on The Night of Adventure that Would Never End.
It was very much fun, and I enjoyed myself greatly. I love S very much, but I must say I have even more fun around her when she's tipsy- and you must believe me, that's a Lot of fun. HMMMM, STAIRS.
Also, it was my first time on the Flyer!!! There's a $10 student promotion, GOGOGOGONOW. We got our own carriage (does everyone? I guess so right) and alternated between running around like excited primary school children and stoning out on the benches. If I hadn't known us, I would have hated us. The view at the top was guhhhhreat, I must say. Very Taipei 101, just without the fast elevator.
However, I was a little disappointed in the others for tiring so easily. The Night of Adventure that Would Never End ended around 2, culminating in Blk 85 Bak Chor Mee. As I said sulkily to B in the cab, we could have been on our way to Sentosa instead of home had we not allowed that monster called Tiredness weigh us down. Yes, we are getting old- gone are the days of dancing till 4.30 and staying out till 6. By 1 am, in fact, B and S began rolling around and complaining that their respective bedtimes were long over. Guys, it's a rule that Friday Night Bedtimes are always 6-8 hours later than any other day's!!! but I guess I shall forgive you and look forward to our next meeting. |
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| Grouses of a Spoilt Brat (SB) |
[May. 1st, 2009|01:53 pm] |
1. All school admin staff, ok all admin staff in general, are hyper-inflexible.
2. Schools which keep the library open on public holidays should, you know, keep the air conditioning on as well.
3. Is it really necessary for people to bang on their keyboards when they type? Do they have unresolved inner complexes that they need to express through finger angst? Would a light touch not suffice? Ah, the mysteries of life.
4. The economy isn't getting any better
5. I'm going to fail public law.
6. And equity, which was a disaster.
On the bright side:
1. I enjoy reading public law (but have barely read anything, hence am still going to fail it)
2. Equity's over
3. The 2nd level of the library is 10X cooler than the 3rd
4. I have nice pictures to put up
5. I will be in the USA in 2 weeks' time.
6. I have great noise-cancelling earphones to drown out loud typing and other assorted unwelcome noise.
You win some, you lose some. No? So I will be grateful.
Anyway, here's some eye candy for everyone, I took these when we went to celebrate BMF's birthday at the Botanics and Dempsey last Saturday:
Michael parked like a deviant. If you look closely, you will notice that the two ladies in pink are gawking at his vertically-parked Mini amidst the parallel-parked Other Cars.
Michael's painfully camera shy alter-ego makes its reappearance in these overexposed pictures. Yes, overexposed, but I can't be bothered to edit them. Suck it up, babies.
Isn't this cute, Ashish took this one (and the previous 4).
Jesus wept. Michael slept.
Ok this was such a Kodak moment, except uhm it wasn't a Kodak, it was a Canon, and you can only see the cute dog's ass. But still!
Maharashish against a twilit sky (I think BMF might have taken this one, or maybe I did)
And we had dinner at Margarita's
Nothing will ever come between BMF and Ashish, except maybe Nalli
BMF's Acting 21st birthday cake! Acting because it wasn't the Proper celebration, Nalls and I couldn't stay out too long coz we had to study for Equity. Yeah, right.
Oh, and right at the point this picture was taken (i.e. the moment BMF blew out the candles), a waitress appeared with our bill and thrust it in our faces, without even wishing him happy birthday. Go the Extra Mile for Service, eh? Our Gahmen just wasted several hundred thousand dollars (or so) on that campaign.
The man himself
All 5 of us, sans Natalee. Nat, if these pictures were on fb, you would be tagged right between Maharashish and Nullz, I promise.
And one last one, the very last before I re-immerse myself (oh who am I kidding, just immerse) in the joys of Public Law:
I introduce you all to SAM. If you can guess what this one stands for, you get a prize too! (C/f post before last)
Technology is just so distracting. No more senseless updates till after noon on the 5th!!! |
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| who's the virgin |
[Sep. 30th, 2007|01:46 am] |
Lately my posts have been so emo-ish, just because I only update when my mood hits a sudden (rare! RARE!) low before lifting off again. And I know that v v v v v v v vv v v v v v v v few people read this blog now, just because I don't tell anyone about it and I updated so infrequently that former faithful readers eventually fell away (O where is your faith!!!!) but for those who did and expressed concern, thank you very much, I didn't expect it at all (:
This break should have been study-filled..................but it wasn't.
Anyway, looking back on the last month and a half of school makes me realise how many things I have to thank God for. He really has blessed me with lovely new -and old- friends who place as much importance on planning and routine as I do, ie none; crazy random spontaneous friends who keep me fit HAHA and who are so retarded and sweet and easy to get along with that I can't believe I've only known them for a month or so.
So God has been good, making university life really cushy for me I think- now if only I could get down to some serious studying.
Of course, amidst the excitement of this new life, I will not forget my old friends whom I miss very much. Vehhrreee much.
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Oh man who's even going to read this hahahahahhaa
A funny conversation from last night's mooncake party which occured while BMF was roasting the poor sugar animals off Zhu's beautiful Pattissier cake over the perfunctory lantern bonfire.
MY: Animal sacrifice!...the Lord will be well pleased.
MT: We should just throw BMF on the fire.
NS: I thought the gods liked, you know, virgin sacrifices and stuff.
(Silence)
MY: You know, I'm quite sure BMF is a virgin.
NS+MT: BITCH
hahahahahhahahaah
Ok you just had to be there. But it was damn funny.
Sorry BMF- if it makes it any better, the rest of us are virgins too!
And I shall not delve into the details of our subsequent I-was-a-virgin-before-you-were conversation, hahaha |
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| weird |
[Aug. 6th, 2007|11:19 pm] |
I am either really retarded or completely crazy
because WHO ON EARTH gets vaguely emotional/cries when reading Shopaholic???????
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In other news, SO MUCH has been happening lately that I don't know where to start. And therefore I won't. Ha ha. Not till I feel inspired to, anyway. And... today was the first day of NUS matriculation, and I actually agreed to go for the rest of it. In the words of the bra, abishigah. But ooh, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vegetableprints is in my OG as well! YESSSS! Lab pardnae! We're together again!! :D
I would write a poem but I'm too lazy. |
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| awesome, like wow |
[May. 15th, 2007|01:55 pm] |
I think this is going to be my first public entry of any substance in a very long time.
Isabelle's back! :D
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Ahh, she's playing dui mian de nu hai by Ah Niu. She keeps playing it. Does anyone remember that song?
KAN GUO LAI, KAN GUO LAI
And she introduced this song to me, The Ah Lian Song by Patricia Mok. It's awful, honestly it really is. I mean, you can probably tell that from the song title/artist alone. I think I'll memorise it.
SIKHI I wish we were going to be classmates ): sighh I miss NY days too, when everything was so simple and happy. And we used to sing Potter's Hand together remember! (Along with a lot of other songs haha.) It's like you belong to a long-closed chapter of my life that I only blow the dust off every now and then. Can you resurface a bit more, plskthx.
Anyway, I got a package from NUS in the mail, and included is this letter from the chairman of the Freshman Orientation Central Committee 2007. At the end of the letter, it says this:
'To register, email us at
blahblahblah@gmail.com
Please provide us with your full name, NRIC number, contact number, address and sex.'
haha I thought it was pretty funny.
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Ok, maybe I was wrong about the entry having substance part. |
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[Apr. 30th, 2007|11:57 am] |
There are those people to whom you can tell anything without being worried that they'll judge you.
I really thank God for friends like that.
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I'm addicted to Mika, really, it isn't even funny!
I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess Im a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me without making me try?
It sounds whiny right, but it really isn't! Hoho
Suckin' too hard on your lollipop
Oh, love's gonna get you down |
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| a day at the beach, ok not really |
[Apr. 9th, 2007|09:54 pm] |
Today I went to facesinthecrowd's house. I met Mimi the parrot. Mimi spent the entire afternoon gnawing on my finger. Now I have a hangnail. I love Mimi though, she's adorable.
That's all that's been happening in my life.
Okay that was a lie, but who cares right. Jesus loves the little children and so do I |
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| A Conversation with Mrinalini Singh |
[Mar. 30th, 2007|03:01 pm] |
Nalli says:
maybe i shld get a religion
Nalli says:
or lose some weight
Nalli says:
or both also
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
haha you can come to my church, maybe it'll make you fall in love with God
Nalli says:
i'm not much of an organised religion person
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
and you know girls in love lose weight
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
so it's a winwin situation
Nalli says:
i'm more a private conversation with god type
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
i guess there has to be a balance
Nalli says:
or i cld just buy myself a few drinks later
Nalli says:
hahaha
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
because having a bunch of friends around you helps keep you accountable
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
haha
Nalli says:
ladida
Nalli says:
i am v accountable
Nalli says:
in fact
Nalli says:
i shld be an accountant
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
wow
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
youre witty too
Nalli says:
i'm just so funny
Nalli says:
i know
Nalli says:
probably too funny to be an accountant
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
yeah
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
you shld be
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
a comedienne
Nalli says:
haha
Nalli says:
actually no
Nalli says:
my humour is too wry
Nalli says:
is that the word?
Nalli says:
i dont know
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
dry?
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
mry?
Nalli says:
a bit
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
mrynalini?
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
hahahahhaa
Nalli says:
hahahahahahahaha
Nalli says:
that is quite funny
Nalli says:
not bad, michelle
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
no it's just retarded
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
but im glad you liked it |
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| rejection, rejection! |
[Mar. 30th, 2007|11:08 am] |
I have the feeling Vassar and Tufts both rejected me, which sucks.
So I got officially rejected by Brown, and told Brendan about it.
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
no la im fine abt it
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
its just like, sucks im not good enough for them
dienbien says:
you're better than brown
dienbien says:
you're golden
dienbien says:
:)
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
WOW
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
brendan
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
smooth
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
youre on your way to being a heartbreaker
micheyeo 2012- ONE NIGHT ONLY says:
hahahahha
dienbien says:
ya la but seriously dont let a uni application tell you that you're anything less
Thanks BMF :) |
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| acronyms |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|09:39 pm] |
michelle 2012- you say why says:
singapore is the only country
michelle 2012- you say why says:
where every. single. school. has an acronym
jo says:
we rox
michelle 2012- you say why says:
SMU NUS NTU RGS RI NYGH TCHS ACJC RJC CJC MJC IJC CHIJ
michelle 2012- you say why says:
BPGHS
michelle 2012- you say why says:
hahahahhaa
jo says:
you know
jo says:
you'll never see St. Hilda's Institute of Technology
michelle 2012- you say why says:
HAHAHAHHAHAAHHHAAHA
michelle 2012- you say why says:
what abt
jo says:
i'm trying to think of more
michelle 2012- you say why says:
Friar Ulysses' Chee Keong
michelle 2012- you say why says:
hahahahahaha
michelle 2012- you say why says:
whats Chee Keong
jo says:
Franklin's Undergraduate Class Kingdom
jo says:
HAHAHA same one\
michelle 2012- you say why says:
ok kingdom is random
michelle 2012- you say why says:
hahahhha
michelle 2012- you say why says:
then again, so is chee keong
michelle 2012- you say why says:
hahaahhahha
jo says:
well so is CHEE KEONG
michelle 2012- you say why says:
what abt....................
jo says:
kwik kwik some more
michelle 2012- you say why says:
hmmmm
michelle 2012- you say why says:
THINKING LA
michelle 2012- you say why says:
v stress ok
jo says:
Kong Niam School
michelle 2012- you say why says:
HAHAHHA
jo says:
Chung Cheng Boys
michelle 2012- you say why says:
King NIcholas' Niche
michelle 2012- you say why says:
Private Institute of Social Sciences
michelle 2012- you say why says:
eh i think thats quite good
michelle 2012- you say why says:
hahahha
jo says:
YAHH HAHHA SHIT WE SHOULD POST ONLINE |
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[Feb. 21st, 2007|09:35 am] |
I'm in the staffroom now. The colleague who has two very cute kids but talks to himself is sitting behind me facing the screen. It makes me feel awkward. Never mind, my back is facing him so I shall just ignore him and do as I please.
I love Chinese New Year! :) :) :) why oh why do visitation holidays only last for two days. I haven't uploaded crazy cousin pictures yet, nor have I grabbed friend-party photos from anyone else. Shall do so soon (hopefully).
Anyway, Nalli came over to my place on the first day. She really likes my cousins, Shaun especially. After dinner, all of us congregated in my room and talked and laughed and shrieked at the top of our voices as we always do. Daniel shared stories of how he goes around IJC terrorising the J1s by drooling from the mouth and pretending to be some sort of maniacal retard. At the end of it, when we were driving her back, I asked what she thought of my beloved relatives. She said, "they're weirder than you" and I don't suppose she meant it as a compliment. Ha ha.
I visited Sheryl (Ann) Lee on the 2nd day! :D Her house is cool, and her sisters are so cute. Michael was there too, and I brought Tasha, and we played uhm. Sardines. Which is kind of like hide-and-seek, except only one person hides while everyone else looks for him/her. And once you find the hider? you squeeze into the hiding place with him/her, hence the name of the game. It was my idea heh. And though her mom chased us back into the room, it was fun while it lasted. Her dad's really really nice :D also visited Xizhen and Bev. This is the first time I've visited friends on CNY! How sad is that.
Also, I discovered that Catherine? Katherine? Lim has relatives who live two or three doors away from me. I saw her walking to her car which was parked in front of ours. It just occurred to me, though, if it's the house two doors away from ours, then she was visiting Hansen or whatever his name is, the ACS (IB) former ACSI vice-head prefect a year below us.
Scratch the surface and you will find that we are all connected in a thousand different ways.
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I attended Chek's grandmother's wake last night, along with Darren Ethel Shaun Bev Barry Alvinmun Alaric and, of course, Chek himself. It wasn't all that solemn, which is characteristic of an elderly's wake. It was hard, though, watching the relatives grieve and hearing their sobs. It's that sense of helplessness that gets you, knowing that your friends are hurting but there's nothing you can do to help except be there. Sometimes, also, you can't help but feel as though you're intruding on their right to mourn.
It's amazing, if you think about it- my eldest cousin on my mother's side is nearing thirty. On my dad's side, Hannah is already twenty-three. It's crazy how we've all grown up so fast, from the adorable hyperactive children we used to be (yes we were DEFINITELY adorable. Old photographs and videotapes attest to that). Yet all four of my grandparents are still alive. It's something I thank God for. I can't help but wonder, though, how I'm going to feel when it's their turn. |
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[Nov. 30th, 2006|09:36 am] |
Ok I haven't said a thing about the A-levels so far, which is strange because they've been taking up quite a significant portion of my time lately, please note the humorous use of the understatement because this is my cue to laugh derisively.
So yesterday was my last paper, and before it began I thought oh wow we're sitting for the very last paper of all, we're the only people left in all of Singapore still taking an A-level script, isn't this amazing? And even though it's over now (and I think I wrote out of point for one paper hopefully Cambridge allows me to take modern literature as the novel and not purely Modernism. I think Barry Woolhead thinks I'm screwed but was just much too nice to say so) I'm still not free from studying, because my SATS are on Saturday, no pun intended, and I'm taking MATH II after not having touched math for what seems like eternity!! I have two days to cram the entire high school syllabus for both math AND lit!
sobsobsob.
Will it never end )))):
After that Crawshaw Noel Daph and had lunch at Forum, California Pizza Kitchen to be exact, and NOEL PAID FOR US oh my gosh I feel so horrible! It was so expensive!! but he said he wanted to treat Crawsh and I. So we promised to treat him next time. Gawwdd. Thanks junior!
Anyway, I realised recently that I'm one of the least emo people I know, besides maybe, oh I don't know. Gerrard and Xizhen? Olie?
Last night, I recounted this hilarious incident that took place a while ago to Gerrard and Xizhen.
Sometime last year, after the Promos I think, a bunch of us were at Cine waiting around to watch a movie. Michael bought Famous Amos cookies, and offered them to all of us, including Alvin Mun.
Michael: Mun, do you want a cookie?
Mun: SURE!
[Michael holds out the cookie bag, but Mun just keeps standing there grinning broadly at him.]
Everyone: ???
Michael: Mun?
Mun: Huh?
Michael: Do-you-want-a-cookie?
Mun: A cookie?
Michael: Yes...
Mun: HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO [in typical horrendous Mun laughter]
Everyone: ???
Mun: I thought you said a QUICKIE!
It was a bit disturbing, considering he'd said SURE really happily, but it was just so funny. Haha.
And I don't know why, but my left hand's aching from typing, maybe because it's hanging off the end of the table as I type. No support! My hand needs a bra.
Oh and. My family took a completely spontaneous trip to Malaysia on Saturday, and I learned so many hilarious/amazing things about my family history and hometown, so I intend to put photos up here and talk about them but I'm too lazy right now. Hurhur.
AND. Rebecca is on the cover of 8days! Wawawa. She does look quite hot I say. So excitingZZzz I must get her autograph and sell it on eBay. Hahaha. |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2006|09:43 pm] |
Yesterday, Jack Johnson and I discussed GP questions. Jack also sang a lot.
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Ok, so it should be Jack, Johnson and I, but well Jack Johnson and I sounds cooler. Hahhahaa!
Although discussing GP questions wouldn't exactly be the coolest thing to do with Jack Johnson should one ever meet him. Ha ha.
And Jack really did sing a lot.
And I really was discussing GP questions with two guys whose names are Jack and Johnson. Hahahhaha.
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So we have this cell group in school that's been meeting to pray every single day, which could quite possibly be the most awesome thing about AC so far (and THAT'S unbelievably awesome, believe me). I really praise God for the group. It's like a small church now, seriously.
We're gonna take over the hall!! Ok not really but.. hey who knows? And yesterday, Ms Tan Yiwen told us that she's 'always very encouraged' to see us praying. Yay yay!
Anyway, we were saying that we should keep meeting up even after the As, especially since there are people who come for cg who don't attend church and stuff. And our resident Indonesian, Barry Beagen, said 'waaaa after all the other guys have gone for NS I'll be like...' and struck a pimpin' pose.
Next year, we'll be known as Beagen's Biblical Babes! Hahahhaaha
Ok I was just kidding about that. The Beagen's Biblical Babes part I mean, we'll still be the First Bleacher Church. Hahaha!
I just realised I think I don't have any photos with Barry. Must tae pitcher!
Right I'm rambling I think I should go sleep. keeeeeez |
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[Oct. 27th, 2006|09:21 am] |
It was Debbie's birthday yesterday!
As with any birthday, of course, some stripping was in order.
The problem was that Debbie is a girl, and therefore must not be stripped. So, of course, there were the two usual options of lamb to the slaughter- Subas and Barry.
And, of course, the flame of fortune landed once more on Subas' anointed head.
The moment the guys turned on him, he immediately began roaring -I would say yelling, but roaring is more like it- which only served to attract the attention of the entire Void Deck. I think he secretly enjoyed it though- he was SMILING in every single photograph! I took them down since debses chatised me for publicly humiliating the yindian, so if you want them just drop me a line on MSN! Haha.
This is what happens when you spend 14 hours a day studying in school. You go MAD. |
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[Oct. 22nd, 2006|08:21 pm] |
Let me tell you a very sad story.
Michelle and Daniel were happy friends.
Then one day as Michelle and her other friend Matthew were taking an act cute picture together, Daniel snuck up behind them
and KILLED Matthew
Who disappeared mysteriously
and as Michelle looked on in horror, little did she know that she was to be the next victim...
Stay tuned for more! |
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| Good Night and Good Luck |
[Oct. 12th, 2006|09:34 am] |
So this is it huh.
Two years ago, when I graduated from Nanyang, I posted an entry dedicated to my dearest friends and actually cried while typing.
I can't believe it's been two whole years since then, and so much has happened. I've laughed more in these two years than I have all the rest of my life put together, or so it seems; I've made countless new friends, all of whom are very very special to me and whose friendships I wouldn't trade for the world.
There will be no photographs in this entry, because all those I have are too happy to go in here.
Baccalaureate yesterday seemed more like Valentine's Day than anything else- crazy phototaking, notes, sweets, cards, laughing at Fish's funny Valedictorian's speech, crying when he did, the crazy retarded Arts Video [yes Michael we did it thank you so much for doing all the technical stuff you really are a genius at this], making Mr Ngoei whack a pinata after he made his very emotional goodbye to the class [which other class would do something as retarded as that, seriously? Thank you Jiamin Zhi-Lei Vivienne and Szeyen for the ingenious idea (: ] going for lunch in XLB as a class, dinner with all the friends in New York New York- it was a fantastic day, and surprisingly I didn't cry at all during the bacc service or even during Sir's speech.
After lunch at HV, though, I came back to school to study [nerd alert!] and at one point the hub got too cold for comfort, so I took a walk outside. And somehow, perhaps unwittingly, perhaps not, my feet took me to the empty Happy Hut, up the stony walkway into the tiny aisle between NLs 1 and 2 which we've all come to know so well and take completely for granted.
And I stood there, leaning against the glass windows, looking into the locked, darkened classroom, and everything was the same- the post-it corner, the desk arrangements, the crap from Fun-o-Rama still languishing at the back of the class, the GP tray along with some other crap sitting on the never-utilised front row, and I could just see everyone in there. I could see Ade standing up shouting something to the class, Bev gesturing wildly as she described some awful event or other to Bra, who would be listening attentively with the occasional interjection of 'omigad', Michael flopped on his desk watching some video on his Creative, Nalli listening to her iPod Nano, everyone else talking or laughing or doing their thang. I could just see them all sitting neatly in class, with Mr Ngoei or Lancelot or Geoks or whoever standing in the front feeding us with information and covering the board in hieroglyphs which we could somehow decipher. I could see all that, staring into the empty classroom, which seemed so hollow without any of us in it; and I knew that all those things I saw would never again come to pass, that they would be nothing more than a part of my memory of life in ACJC. We've spent our last day in NL2, we've said our good-byes, we've had a fantastic time and the best form teacher that anyone could ever have asked for, and things will never be again as they were.
If you were a part of my life in AC in any way- it doesn't matter how long we've known one another; all that matters is that you've been a friend to me, or you know my name, or I know yours, or we smile at one another upon meeting, or that we'd be able to recognise one another as schoolmates if we met on the street in a year's time- then this entry is for you.
Thank you for being a part of my life these two years. Thank you for the racuous laughter, the mass congregations in the Void Deck, the deviant messages on the magnadoodle board, the many crazy CRAZY birthdays, the sweet messages, the deep meaningful conversations -or should I say, bleacher talk- thank you for being a Hub/LT3/studyatvoiddeckoroldhamwing companion, for putting up with my endless singing and humming and stupid stupid jokes and -to quote deborah yap- 'horrendous laughter'.
There will be people, I believe, whom I may never see again after leaving AC, people whom I've seen around and whom I recognise but will never keep in touch with. And that's what I'll miss- seeing a familiar face at every turn, running into clusters of friends behind each corner, knowing that there will always be someone at the Void Deck to talk to/hang out with at any time of the day. And this is what I'll miss. I'm going to miss the class of 2006, learning and laughing as one. No matter how much we return to visit after this, it'll never be the same again, and I'll miss that.
I'll miss AHBlue, and my desk, and smiling across at Ethel Esther Zhu Debbie Chek Beh Bobby blah blah in AHRed. I'll miss popping my head randomly into their class to talk to them, make friends with Dollz, take pictures for and with them and so on. I'll miss all the other friends, the SCOnes and the SDOnes and the SC3ers and EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THE ARTS FACULTY. Truly, I would give anything I had to extend JC life by two years or more, or to let it go on forever (hurhur). I thank God for putting me in this school, in this class, for letting me make these friends and printing these indelible memories in my soul.
I can't imagine what life would have been like otherwise. I can't remember what life was like before I met all of you- thinking back to pre-AC days, it seems almost as though a part of me knew that I was going to meet you, and all of us were just waiting to happen to one another. I believe that we were. It may seem like the end, but we're only starting to wake up to the reality of life, and I believe that our friendships take off from here for the rest of our lives.
So, my friends, won't you grow old along with me? For the best is yet to be. |
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| Honours Night |
[Oct. 3rd, 2006|08:46 am] |
DISCLAIMER! The entry below was posted by Siong Xin Olivia. If you'd looked closely, you'd have realised how different it is to my usual writing style :P
But I do love you, Olie :D
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Honours Night was last week, on my little sister's birthday ): and let me tell you, sitting still in a tie, stockings and court shoes for three hours, listening to a Schindler's list of names being read out, is No Joke.
But after that came dinner and the crazy mass photo-taking session! I didn't take That many actually, because my parents kept bugging me to go home. Oh well.
Beatrice and I
Bra Bev and I
Brendan and I
Darren and I...
Sense a trend here?
Liz, Robyn (whose birthday it is today!) and I
Tash and I didn't know Brendan was about to take a picture.
SuPeRtWiNzZZZzzZZzz!!!****~~~~
Ethel and I!
Ting and I
Nalli and I
Nataleeeeeee and I!
Wendayee and I
This one's my favourite picture of the night (:
my class! Or as many from my class as we could get, anyway. I look like a retard -__-
Nalli's sister told her how lucky she is to have friends in AC. Crazy, screaming, laughing, retarded friends who know what it means to go through thick and thin with you.
Honours don't matter. Laud and glory disappear into the night, leaving you empty and searching- friendships, whether they last or not, leave beautiful memories and lasting imprints behind.
So thank you, every one of you. |
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[Sep. 6th, 2006|05:29 pm] |
I just got back from KOVAN, where Meix and I slept over at Ethel's last night!
We made bread-and-butter pudding which was a yummy success! and tiramisu, the cream of which REFUSED to form Stiff Peaks (it's not as bad as it sounds, believe me), resulting in rows of coffee-stained ladyfingers floating rather dismally around in sweet yellow liquid. Kind of like corpses in the yangtze. But after a night in the fridge, it actually began to resemble tiramisu :D well done us!
We watched Golden Girls! Hahahahaha it's seriously a hilarious show. Witty with good acting. Just that the set looks kind of static, so the characters seem superimposed onto the background? But it's soooo funny! I do wonder if Sophia from the show is still alive. It was filmed rather long ago- 1989. I want to watch more!
We had a visitor ;)
We had deep meaningful conversation on life and love.
We took a walk around Ethel's neighbourhood, climbed around the playground, had swinging and seesaw competitions, lay atop the slide in the moonlight, danced YMCA on the overhead bridge because our shadows' movements amused us, played avoid the car on the bridge, sprinted laughing and screaming down the sidewalk next to the main road jumping over every line and drain, danced and heel-clicked in a single file down a deserted road
We cut out photographs for Meixi's mom and godpa (I think their birthdays are coming up)
We slept at 2.30 and officially got out of bed at 11.
We took tonnes of extremely ugly, unglam photos.
Go West, YMCA, Thank You For Being Mah Friend, Gold 90.5, dreaming of egg yolks and stiff peaks
I LOVE YOU MY UNGLAMS!
I miss you Isabelle ): |
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