everytime i feel like writing something about ac (happens in the shower usually) i end up not doing anything. i mean.. how can you contain 2yrs so simply?? going back to school to study last tues was =) was looking forward to studying in the void deck, maybe even eating curry yong tao fu YUM!! that. until we saw that the void deck was overcrowed and amadeo had to burst my food bubble 'it's holidays stupid the canteen's closed'.. owell to that.
bits of things have changed even though it's been barely 12 months. there's a guard stationed on a chair at the back gate (he must be bored to DEATH), the track has become redder, oldam wing has a new lease of life, there's a new study place they call heaven (it really is quite wonderful), there're funny grey cutlery collecting containers in the middle of the void deck (stella they improved on your proposal!), the nls have new aircons?? (like it wasn't cold enough) they've a girls touch rugby team coached by the rugby boys (i found this extreemely amoosing but quite smart really)...
i remember..
going to school, actually liking it minus the waking up part, just cause i knew that i'd have friends who would always be there too
everyone in my row disappearing, me wanting to go poof too
eating soo much curry till it's probably too late for our hearts now. the damage's long done
shooing everyone into the void deck cause thats where to coool pple were. or so said stella
the start and tradition of friday pool
freezing my ass off sitting so strategically in direct path of the aircon
never bringing a jacket to school but always wearing one. i thank you friends..
claiming water bottles as my own
captains ball. captains ball. and more captains ball
the guys being called 'quite good actually but too bad their all so short'
singing my repetoire (how to spell?) of songs so much till pple started knowing all the lyrics too
playing taboo, watching southpark
being extreeemly annoyed at idiots with their uncontrollable spasmic legs
sleeping. always. ohhh but no one can beat micht. we beat us all in the end! hah.
phan. ohh. rah. mah.
miss j burying her face in her hands, in blackblackblackmaroooonblackblack
not contributing in classes but getting away with it cause everyone else had something to say
sitting in the lts on the left. always. either that or rigggght in front
being the only one who had free periods during history or geog
going to the great outdoors for lessons. just because
studying in the void deck every montueswedthursfrisatsun
climbing over the back gate to go home at 10pm
all of us helping one another right to the veryvery end
praying
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but most of all.. i remember that for the first time in my life i had a class that i loved. and thanking God so many times from the bottomest of my heart for the miracle and blessing that was AH
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