Ah ma! Miss you :(

要照顾好身体！不要像高小明一样，病还没有好，便一踹一踹地跑回学校。;D

Poor xin ying. Hope she's feeling much better now. Take care. :)

Love the CT session today haha.

We also played the write on the back game where everyone stuck a piece of paper to their backs and walked around the classroom to write little notes of appreciation to fellow classmates. Nice :D

Mr Loy is super cool :D He actually reads the class blog and tagged as Captain loy haha. That means he actually knows all about the scandals and pranks and what nots that happens in class. He also reads people's blogs. Today he took pictures off the blog and shared it with the class as a reflection of the past 6 or so months. So funny!




Time really passes.

I remembered walking through the school gate in my sec sch uni looking lost and confused. But there were super nice counsellors leading the way. I was overwhelmed by the number of IP students in the Audi. Then I saw a sea of blue and grey amongst the browns. A familiar feeling swept over me.

Then there was orientation REV-it-up.

Was feeling anxious cos I didn't know what to expect. Met xin ying and we soon became fast friends. Mass dance, sodache, cheers, games.

First time meeting CT class. Getting to know 09S72. Walked over to high school for lunch for the first time. Played ice-breakers, class skit, class dinners, Campfire.

So so so so so so much has happened for the past 6 months that is simply to much to be dictated in this blog. It would probably take up hundreds of posts. Though there were ups and downs, twists and turns, sweet moments, sad moments, the past 6 or so months has been truly memorable to me. So much to do, so little time. Experienced life in a totally new environment, new friends, new teachers. It no doubt took much getting used to. To be frank, I am still not quite used to some things in HC yet. But i believe i will.

Now that promos is drawing near, it also means that the year is coming to a close very soon. I used to think that 2 years is an awfully long time. But life in JC speeds past you like a bullet train. Soon, we will be welcoming the new J1s just as we were inducted into HC earlier this year. A new round of orientation, JTS, STJ, block tests, prelims and finally the Big As. Looking fondly back at the times when we were J1s, where many awesome things happened, would definitely bring a smile on our face.

Sometimes I wonder if I made the right choice in coming to HC.

I could have gone to a JC nearer to home. I wouldn't have to travel halfway across Singapore everyday and slept in more. I wouldn't have to reach home deadbeat everyday.

What if I hadn't came to HC?

I wouldn't have met all my awesome friends, CCA mates, teachers. I wouldn't have known 09s72. I wouldn't have known the fish tank uncles who like to make fun of me. I wouldn't have eaten hot dog every tuesdays. I wouldn't have tasted Yong tao foo, jap food. I wouldn't would have been in LEP. I wouldn't have taken up GSC. I wouldn't have known serene mac, coro plaza, island creamery.

I would have missed out on so much. So much.

10, 20, 30 or 40 years down the road, when I look back on my life, I would want to say that being in HC had been a fulfilling and enriching part of my life, one that has made an inpact on me and it is a decision that I would never regret making.

What would happen to all of us thirty years down the road? What would happen during a class reunion?

Will we still recognize each other when we walk down the streets? Will we still be friends then? Will we still have fun like we do now? Will we still remember the little jokes we used to share?

Will we be famous? Will we be rich?

Perhaps some of us will be people who make headlines everyday for their groundbreaking work in research, medicine or politicians.

The next prime minister.

The next president.

Successful entrepreneurs, inventors.

HC teachers, lecturers, principals.

Superstars, singers, dancers, models, fashion designers.

Newspaper journalists, reporters, editors.

Stay at home dads or mums with hoards of children.

Will we still look the same? What if we became fat? Or bald? Or haggard?

Will time change us?

I wonder.