out of my own will:
For the helpful ones:
I rmb her as someone impatient cos she is super particular abt speed. I know she is smart for the way she carried out our experiments so conscientiously. If not for her, the lab would probably be burned by now with my carelessness. She is none other than my long term partner, I see her everywhere. Though we weren’t close with our partnership I was glad she was in my class and she was my partner. She compliments me well. :) I will rmb the 2nd last day of clinic when she sat in my room and talked to me for an hr. it was the first time we talked together for so long though we knew each other from the start.
I rmb her as a vase cos she is pretty and I don’t know her well at that time. It was a blessing to have her in my final year project group. Trust me, her efficiency is superb. I wonder how she does it. If she was the leader mb the project won’t be so screwed up. Glad to have her fighting alongside with me and deir in this tough battle. And I take back my words that she is a vase. :)
I nvr knew much abt her her except for her interests and recreations. She is well known in class as ms gold and no one else deserves the name more than she does. She was in my gems class twice and we were nonetheless impressed by her results. Now I know her better thru alpha and I hope to get to know all 3 of them better but time has no allowance for regrets.
thank you class for leaving me with so much memories and keepsakes. its time to put a full stop but all of us has dropped our pens cos we don't want to end this...
cheers for friendships, anyone?!
Showing posts with label For my cls 02. Show all posts
Showing posts with label For my cls 02. Show all posts
Saturday, February 28, 2009
graduation! (2)
By ling’s demand:
For the most impt people in my sch life:
She was the first person I met in cls, (I met ya lun in the first day of orientation). Then, I was behaving the same as I behave now, joking arnd but her face didn’t smile a single bit. I nvr talked to her again for the first sem of year 1 cos I tht she can’t tolerate clowns like me!
I still rmb her for her abrupt rudeness and absolute inpunctuality (there’s no such word btw). She hasn’t changed a bit in that sense, though I find myself becoming more like her >< - going more into her world and finding my true identity there.
I rmb the first time I saw her was in the sci lab and she was sitting beside me… I dropped my pen but I was so afraid of saying “excuse me, can u help me pick it up?” cos she look so fierce. I waited till the debrief ended and she moved away before I picked the pen up.
I rmb ppl telling me that she and I look alike cos we both had long hair tied in a ponytail with no fringe. Mb the amk ppl hav the same traits! Lol, but it was certainly nice having a tong xiang in class cos I can talk to her all abt it when I miss my hometown.
I rmb her as a princess cos of the way she dolls up herself. Pink! She was wondering why there’s such a person in the world who can talk non stop. I was blabbering to her the whole of the train ride though I hav no clue what I told her.
I can’t rmb how I got to know her? Think its because she is always the first one to reach the dover ctrl stn when we meet everyone at the train stn in first year. She reminds me of the old me… so, when I miss the old me, I talk to her. Miss the times mtg everyone at the ctrl and being late tgt, though I hate waiting for ppl.
I rmb saying that she is withdrawing from the course cos she didn’t turn up for sch in the first week. Then when she appeared, she introduced herself:” I make ppl laugh and they are always very happy with me arnd” (something like that, correct me if u want) then, I was thinking to myself, how can a person be so ego. It turns out that I can’t agree more to that statement. Lol.
I rmb her as my secret pal, cos of the way we communicate thru letters even though we see each other during lectures. I first wrote to her cos she commented that my handwriting was nice during jap cls. It sparked off f’ships and opened the door between me and her classmates.
For the most impt people in my sch life:
She was the first person I met in cls, (I met ya lun in the first day of orientation). Then, I was behaving the same as I behave now, joking arnd but her face didn’t smile a single bit. I nvr talked to her again for the first sem of year 1 cos I tht she can’t tolerate clowns like me!
I still rmb her for her abrupt rudeness and absolute inpunctuality (there’s no such word btw). She hasn’t changed a bit in that sense, though I find myself becoming more like her >< - going more into her world and finding my true identity there.
I rmb the first time I saw her was in the sci lab and she was sitting beside me… I dropped my pen but I was so afraid of saying “excuse me, can u help me pick it up?” cos she look so fierce. I waited till the debrief ended and she moved away before I picked the pen up.
I rmb ppl telling me that she and I look alike cos we both had long hair tied in a ponytail with no fringe. Mb the amk ppl hav the same traits! Lol, but it was certainly nice having a tong xiang in class cos I can talk to her all abt it when I miss my hometown.
I rmb her as a princess cos of the way she dolls up herself. Pink! She was wondering why there’s such a person in the world who can talk non stop. I was blabbering to her the whole of the train ride though I hav no clue what I told her.
I can’t rmb how I got to know her? Think its because she is always the first one to reach the dover ctrl stn when we meet everyone at the train stn in first year. She reminds me of the old me… so, when I miss the old me, I talk to her. Miss the times mtg everyone at the ctrl and being late tgt, though I hate waiting for ppl.
I rmb saying that she is withdrawing from the course cos she didn’t turn up for sch in the first week. Then when she appeared, she introduced herself:” I make ppl laugh and they are always very happy with me arnd” (something like that, correct me if u want) then, I was thinking to myself, how can a person be so ego. It turns out that I can’t agree more to that statement. Lol.
I rmb her as my secret pal, cos of the way we communicate thru letters even though we see each other during lectures. I first wrote to her cos she commented that my handwriting was nice during jap cls. It sparked off f’ships and opened the door between me and her classmates.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
graduation! (1)
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it was while reading my autograph book that I feel that I have graduated.
This time, there were no tears, I was smiling, smiling cos I shared so much beautiful memories with them.
I remember:
The hui min who chewed her wholemeal bread so slowly.
Who always greets ppl with a broad smile
Who is always being laughed at ><
Recap…
Time for me to recount and give ppl their autographs
First up is the minority ppl in cls.
I rmb the guy who i didn’t want to talk to till I found out that he acty knew my pri sch mate. He was the first male clsmate in cls who I spent time alone with as we attended jap cls tgt. I can always rmb how he always complained abt the timing of the class. I can still visualise the times we have spent on the train home. Although I’m always blabbering nonsense, he always looks at me in a serious manner. I’m equally grateful to him as much as I hate him for he made me see another side of things in another perspective but the way he imposed them was too harsh. Harsh to the extent that the stubborn me realize the need to change.
I rmb he was the I don’t know how many guys who approached me on how to chase a girl. The friendship started when he said he will follow me to wherever I want to go, the confidence that I will hav somewhere to bring him. It paused on the day when he said the place we go will be determined by the bus that comes next.
I rmb him as someone who I always laughed at but at the same time admire his confidence. He brought all of us countless happiness on all kinds of occasions. He was the first guy in cls I handmade a bday card cos he said he wanted it.
I rmb him as someone who I had no impression of in yr 1. The first time I spoke to him was during our class’s first chalet. We were sitting by the drain with our bicycles parked beside us while the boys with direction sense hovered over a map. I cannot imagine a guy with no direction sense and neither could I imagine a guy who had absolutely no tolerance of alcohol. Nonetheless he is a loyal friend like no one who enjoys speculating and hav shifty eyes.
I rmb him as the first guy who ventured to join an all girls grp to do project in the whole 3 years. He dirtied his hands from my bicycle on the first cycling trip which I was entirely thankful for. He is the “darkest” person I hav ever known cos he likes black so much.
it was while reading my autograph book that I feel that I have graduated.
This time, there were no tears, I was smiling, smiling cos I shared so much beautiful memories with them.
I remember:
The hui min who chewed her wholemeal bread so slowly.
Who always greets ppl with a broad smile
Who is always being laughed at ><
Recap…
Time for me to recount and give ppl their autographs
First up is the minority ppl in cls.
I rmb the guy who i didn’t want to talk to till I found out that he acty knew my pri sch mate. He was the first male clsmate in cls who I spent time alone with as we attended jap cls tgt. I can always rmb how he always complained abt the timing of the class. I can still visualise the times we have spent on the train home. Although I’m always blabbering nonsense, he always looks at me in a serious manner. I’m equally grateful to him as much as I hate him for he made me see another side of things in another perspective but the way he imposed them was too harsh. Harsh to the extent that the stubborn me realize the need to change.
I rmb he was the I don’t know how many guys who approached me on how to chase a girl. The friendship started when he said he will follow me to wherever I want to go, the confidence that I will hav somewhere to bring him. It paused on the day when he said the place we go will be determined by the bus that comes next.
I rmb him as someone who I always laughed at but at the same time admire his confidence. He brought all of us countless happiness on all kinds of occasions. He was the first guy in cls I handmade a bday card cos he said he wanted it.
I rmb him as someone who I had no impression of in yr 1. The first time I spoke to him was during our class’s first chalet. We were sitting by the drain with our bicycles parked beside us while the boys with direction sense hovered over a map. I cannot imagine a guy with no direction sense and neither could I imagine a guy who had absolutely no tolerance of alcohol. Nonetheless he is a loyal friend like no one who enjoys speculating and hav shifty eyes.
I rmb him as the first guy who ventured to join an all girls grp to do project in the whole 3 years. He dirtied his hands from my bicycle on the first cycling trip which I was entirely thankful for. He is the “darkest” person I hav ever known cos he likes black so much.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
To Class DOPT02:
Its been a change of life events meeting everyone of you.
I remember how I couldn’t find my classs on the first day of school. How I was the first to begin the series of self introduction. Then, I was shocked that so many people was previously from the cca that I wanted to join when I was in sec sch- band.
I’m not sure how by coincidence I got into a clique nicknamed SHD.
We evolved into SHD100D thereafter.
it was cause 3 little girls find it bored to eat by themselves and soon, we find each other indispensable.
They changed me:
They made me fat, make me feel loved and make me broke. :( Most of all, they taught me how to survive overseas together.
In sec sch, I was a girl who spoke little of her opinions in class. But the boys in class made me shout at them. Used to get so terrified by them that they haunt me in my dreams. I have dreams of them asking me: “have u refilled your bottle today?” They brushed up my cycling skills and chased away my dark clouds. They taught me “how to live in your own world”. They changed how I expressed myself.
The school may not hav imparted the SP core values to us, but we have left each other bountiful friendships, enough to last us a lifetime.
Thank you for sharing a part of 02 with me. I have enjoyed my 3 years tremendously.
A place where laughter is shared and tears shed.
No matter where we go and whatever we do, have faith.
Before I forget ur names:
Ann-marie. Sylvia.
Andrew. Jonathan. Kamen. Ping Han. Eddie.
Aik Leng. Chanel. Sheryl. Deirdre. Ruth.
SHD100D
I remember how I couldn’t find my classs on the first day of school. How I was the first to begin the series of self introduction. Then, I was shocked that so many people was previously from the cca that I wanted to join when I was in sec sch- band.
I’m not sure how by coincidence I got into a clique nicknamed SHD.
We evolved into SHD100D thereafter.
it was cause 3 little girls find it bored to eat by themselves and soon, we find each other indispensable.
They changed me:
They made me fat, make me feel loved and make me broke. :( Most of all, they taught me how to survive overseas together.
In sec sch, I was a girl who spoke little of her opinions in class. But the boys in class made me shout at them. Used to get so terrified by them that they haunt me in my dreams. I have dreams of them asking me: “have u refilled your bottle today?” They brushed up my cycling skills and chased away my dark clouds. They taught me “how to live in your own world”. They changed how I expressed myself.
The school may not hav imparted the SP core values to us, but we have left each other bountiful friendships, enough to last us a lifetime.
Thank you for sharing a part of 02 with me. I have enjoyed my 3 years tremendously.
A place where laughter is shared and tears shed.
No matter where we go and whatever we do, have faith.
Before I forget ur names:
Ann-marie. Sylvia.
Andrew. Jonathan. Kamen. Ping Han. Eddie.
Aik Leng. Chanel. Sheryl. Deirdre. Ruth.
SHD100D
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