HAPPY 47TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!
How was your day readers? To our fellow Singaporeans, how was fireworks? Awesome much isn't it? :)
And the rumors about Mr LKY passing away were false. That was a relief.
Damn, I missed the fireworks again this year. Supposed to go watch firework but due to some But look on the bright side, I got to enjoy prata dinner with best friend and my buddy.
And some catch up times with Deena and Gilbert at Starbucks. That's where the story began.
We just couldn't get enough of secondary school days. I always assumed secondary school days were worst days of my life. But it was proven wrong. When I looked back to those days now, I realised those days were not as bad after all. To put it nicely, it was a unique secondary school life. From a total outcast to forming close friendships with my classmates, that was a miracle hidden within.
Those days, we were the Legends. Well known for our wittiness, talking back to teachers, making teachers cry, wreaking havoc in Chemistry Lab, to sum it up, 4E8 was quite a unique class.
You know, our class was the class who polluted the Chemistry with Ammonia gases, break test tubes almost every practical lessons, some joker even admitted taking the U-tube back home, for some keepsake.
From afar, one could hear screams, students hurling vulgarities at each other, some fool (including me) running around the corridor like some retards while the teacher was not around. Some nerds would be studying quietly while some jokers playing soccer in class. The glass panels have to replace almost every month because of some soccer stars in our class. Haha, those days.
Three years back in 2009, very right after National Day Celebration, there was a chaos, a huge chaos along the corridor where our class was. We literally wreaked havoc in school by splashing water and throwing flour at each other. That flour was meant to be a prop for some "birthday bash". But heck, everyone ended up throwing flour at each other. That was fun. Of course, fun came with consequences too. We have to wash and scrap the dough on the floor along the corridor after all the fun. Our clothes soaking wet by the time we left the school. Oh well, that was one awesome memory. You think I am exaggerating, wait till you see this picture. :)
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| Look at the corridor! Haha |
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| Part of 4E8 |
You have no idea how awesome my class was. And my awesome peeps. Hanging out at Eugene's block void deck after finish studying at library and Mcdonald. Pretending to be some girl from Maris Stella High (THAT WAS A HUGE FAIL BECAUSE WE REALIZED AFTER FEW MONTHS THAT MARIS STELLA WAS GUYS SCHOOL) and disturbed some classmates. It turned out to be a disaster but well it was kinda fun. Oh well :X
The poor librarian Madam Jun had a headache whenever she sees our class appearing at library for free periods. She would be like screaming, shouting us to keep quiet and study. Haha, I miss the heart to heart talk with the librarian.
Quarreling with the teachers was a trademark of our class. Haha. Every teachers would just shake their heads in disappointment. They did not have high expectations for our class. But who give a damn seriously. We did well for Os. And those surprised looks on their faces. Well, they were some awesome teachers in my life. To be honest, I miss my secondary school teachers. Madam Yong, the teacher who made a huge in my life. Mrs Catherine Chan, who lead the lessons with "communist" style and her cold humors. Madam Ruhimah, our petite and adorable PE teacher who always crack jokes. And Madam Wong, our forever 18 years old form teacher. I wish I could travel back to those days. :)
Staying back until late after school to prepare for National Day celebrations until we were chased out by security guards. And we moved to some neighborhood area to continue decorating. That why we won the most patriotic class. IT WAS WORTH EVERY EFFORT OKAY! :D 4E8 ZHUN BO 4E8 SIA LA 4E8 ZHUN BO!
Of course, there are more. It would be a shame to leave these memories behind. I will definitely look back at those days again in future, because those memories are too awesome to be forgotten. Don't you agree?
We have changed. Some for better, some for worse. We chose different paths and walk on those paths. But one day, I am sure, pretty sure, we will chance upon each other again and relive those moments again. Wherever we may be, we were awesome as a whole.
I just miss those days.
**On a side note, it was a lovely meetup with Deena and Gilbert, b***hing about those good old days and laughing out loud. Haha, we are so sinful.
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| 4E8 ZHUN BO! We all looked so different now. |
That's all for the night folks. Have a great day ahead.
Signing Off.
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| Last picture of the night. |
