these are the days

last day of school was on friday, and i know this is cliched but ive gotta write something abt my class. =)

i really think it was fated that i should enter A15 instead of A14, a feeling that zh and serene probably share w me since we were all supposed to be in the other class. at first i was hesitant abt entering a class that had so many RGS girls, the reason being that i had come to HC to get away from rafflesians. but schools quickly ceased to matter when i got to know each and everyone of the ppl in 15. ive had my differences with some classmates, no doubt, but i think most of it has been resolved and we can look past it now. in JC ive experienced the highest highs and the lowest lows, and i wld nvr have come thru it without the support of my class. you guys have been nothing short of wonderful, so thanks for making my 17th and 18th year of life so colourful and blessed. ive got a list of things tt i'll always rmb, and i hope as u read thru it u'll rmb what we share too :)

1.orientation! the first day where we decided to stand out in our brand new pe shirts. first lunch at KAP with our senior class. the dances (or the lack of it).the bhangra-orientation dance. the performance on campfire night.
2.lunches at chinese high.. me always holding the class back.. sheepishly entering math lect late by the backdoor
3.all those meals we've had together: canteen, adam rd, coro, serene centre, KAP, orchard...
4.visiting during CNY! lynn's house esp. dunking and being dunked. then u guys coming over to my place and being force-fed by my parents.
5.the 'vanishing class' effect during morning assembly as the J2 year draws to a close.
6.sentosa excursions, esp the latest one of course. also terry fox run.
7.sleeping during (dare i say it?) DRQ and Burge lessons. ok granted i wasnt there for 75% of DRQ, but its true anyway! in b/n sleeping (wuthering heights comes to mind) i often caught drowsy khoonliats, boredoutofhismind engsiangs, busily note-taking sheryls and always stoned jolies.
8.mugging in the library sessions. stress level has a direct relationship with noise level :)
9.counting down to 2004 at engsiang's place. esp the truth or dare session where fantasies were played out and new discoveries made.

ok stopping here. there are tons more things to rmb but u know i'd never have space for them all. :) dun worry guys, i'll make sure we have our reunions on a regular basis. until then, mug hard.

fluttered into your heart on Sunday, October 17, 2004 at 06:21 p.m.

the glorious nothingness

awaiting an afternoon of mindless window shopping with sheryl and maybe zh :) trying to stall applying for scholarships cos of the shitty paperwork. wondering how physics went for my dear! and generally having lots of time on my hands, with lots of things to do, but an inclination to do nothing at all. :) this is life.

nothing better to do than to draw up a post As list of things to do (ironic considering i dont have a revision plan which is like putting the cart before the horse, the flag before the cart or smth like that):

1. holiday job
2. giving tuition on the side
3. some comm serve hopefully
4. glorious swimming, badminton, gymming, whatever else.
5. dying my hair- reinforcing that ah lian image
6. reading- only what i want to read, not whats on my syllabus
7. driving lessons- maybe.

ok since 7 is a magical number and im hungry, ill stop here. getting back lit on friday... hoping against hope for an A, but knowing in my heart that i didnt do well in all likelihood. oh well...cheerio!!!!

fluttered into your heart on Wednesday, October 6, 2004 at 11:00 a.m.

class outing

Poem for marie.

Love, you shall perfect for me this child
Whose small imperfect limits would keep breaking:
Within new limits now, arrange the world
And square the cricle: four walls and a ring.

fluttered into your heart on Tuesday, September 21, 2004 at 07:05 p.m.

yay pitas is finally working again. hello i just woke up. :p

fluttered into your heart on Thursday, September 9, 2004 at 09:56 a.m.

YOWZAA.

hello, i've been away for so long. the only reason i'm back is cos of boredom actually... :p life is this confusing blur of bored mugging, stressed mugging, unproductive mugging, eating, sleeping and playing badminton. just have to permutate these variables to get a day in my life. sian or what?? it's funny how when you're only supposed to be doing one thing, everything else seems more interesting. like re-reading your half-collected manga, like that new movie opening, like angels and demons which youre itching to read, like oprah winfrey (good lord) and oh my god, the list goes on. i can't wait for all this to be over, but looking at the amt of work left, i think it'll be a dammmn long wait. back to southeast asia colonialism... that lovely mix of thathainabaing, interpretors, asoyamin, penghulus, bupati, stupid greedy white men and whathaveyou. right.

fluttered into your heart on Tuesday, September 7, 2004 at 10:20 a.m.