Y .Tuesday, March 15, 2005.
hmm. can't help feeling tt i want to cry again. haish.i'm not crying.. but..now have a lot of memories flowing into my mind. a lot a lot. hmm. making my heart feel so pain.. so suffocated. haish.
I'm toking to huiXin now.. it's like.. leemei told mi some stuff.. that made mi quite touched. sumhow.. they let mi feel that my appearance and presence in Pj was much appreciated and missed. hmm. it's like.. leemei said tt sch is diff without mi. tho i dun realli see the big diff.and sumhow.. huiXin realli reminded mi of a lot a lot of things. I realli miss the daes in Pj. the times where we rush here and there.. for pracs for PE.. for lects.. and the times i hurried the gals for lects. like i said.. those times.. hmm. sometimes are meant to be jus memories. hmm. the times where we queue for chicken rice, asking for bean sprout, and soup. and with huixin they all POURING chilli onto my rice... hmm. hmm. and with wanqing always not letting mi eat so much chilli cos it's bad for mi. hmm. haha.. ar,, as i'm typing this.. i feel like crying le.. i miss sch. i even miss the tutorials.. haish.. Bio tuts, chem tuts.. rushing thru the undone tut.. cursing at halal pork.. i still rem we always smuggle food into the class.. or jus eating lunch during GP lessons.. driving halal pork to her death..always laughing at rovin and his stupid actions.. kean wei and his lap warmers.. and him always singing " i'll miss u finally.."and yangwei with his silly but cute smile. hmm. ken and his wae of doing things. fg and our little secrets. and with ros drawing and drawing during tuts and yet knowing what the teacher is teaching. talking back to mr yeo during chinese class.. wanqing and her super duper li hai mouth.. huixin and her superb way of shooting ppl.. leemei and her teh-voice.. ash and her PET. argh! how i wish i'm not leaving. i love the class so much. i miss father .. ricky, lalo and even Zhiwei.. the morning assemblys that all the girls and KEN get caught for putting the string instead of tucking in the shirt.. the wonderful PE lessons.. just running and running. i even miss the canal run. hmm. the times we played tennis and badminton till late evening. treating the grass patch like some kampong place.. i still rem those late nights that we stay in sch studying. and Father so patiently teaching us chapter by chapter yet i still din make it thru.oh yar.. and mooncake festival.. hmm lighting the lanterns.. and eating mooncakes.i still rem once mi,ros,yen and mei.. stayed back and nv do any studing.. ended up gossiping and playing the classroom..oh sharks.i even miss PW. those times tt i had to do on the stupid suicde thingy. our PW meetings. at Sci centre. editing and editing the thing. the times we pon lessons together.. playing bball as a class..the daes we spents at sentosa.. the nite walk.. with Ben always provided mi with interesting stories.. and sharing his points of views.. juice to be laughing 5 mi ns after the joke had been said.with leona runnign and running.. always saying that she want to lose weight. i miss phylis and her cheerful smile, weiming and his total nonsense.and the Mt dae where we had to sell muah chee. s08 was jus so notorious. no mani teachers can stand our class.. hmm.. hmm. i miss the class so much. bleh.
somehow a lot of things are flashing back into my mind. like what huiXin saes.. all these are sweet memories. and like what i always sae.. memories are memories.. we can onli recall them.. hmm. some ppl said that i've wasted one whole yr in JC. but i seriously dun think so.. cos.. in this yr.. i gained so much things. not jus knowledge, but friends. and lotsa wonderful memories.
my mum always tell mi.. people have to move on in life.. some things we have to learn to give up. i gave up my JC life. but nv did i ever gave up on my friends. just like in swensens. i cried so hard when sir left. and now. life still goes on without sir. but i still miss sir so much. it made mi realize the importance or appreaciating ppl when they are by ur side. life at work without patrick sir and paxson is so different. hmm. i guess tt's what changes in life are for.. they make us all grow up. to adapt to changes.