nostalgia

I said this before

However, it also might lie in my choice of friends. I mean hello?! Lin Zhi is enough to kill someone after driving them insane. Add her to the mix of Jolyn, Denise, Debbie, and Khai Yan with a dash of the occasional DH gang, my life is PURRFECT.ha!

And i'll say it again. YOU GUYS FUCKING DROVE ME NUTS DURING TWO YEARS IN JC

but I won't trade it in ever

the stupid cat-calling about various people. (and that's putting it politely)

givin me a hard time about "missing" G.P. lectures ( or any lecture actually, but G.P was a 2-way screw)

calling me grubby girl (though deb, you didn't have to immortalise it in my notes and Jo will never fail to tell me how it sounds like grub, the fat little sluggy thing. urgh)

for ever stop ribbing me about my bad taste in men boys (HELLOOOOOOOOOOO! LOOK WHO's TALKING!)

for constantly annoying me about my boob size (you have it small, you have it big, you get screwed anyway. And god, I distinctly remembering KY declaring that I was lying about my boob size and provided graphic descriptions. as to how...young kids read this blog)

for actually having to do work because you guys actually did work in the library (though all I did was complain about how much work you guys did, how mugger the whole world was and how annoying the library guy was)

for always leaving me to confront the ten millions hopefuls at the side gate in TJ on flag day as you all run away (oh wait, that was in TK as well. bastards all of you.though you guys weren't there. Yes, Shaan and Gau, this goes out to you)

for actually making me go for the occasional P.E lesson (and running away to the toilet the other times so we didn't have to cover the circumference of the world in 10 mins)

for never stopping me when you KNEW I was going to say something stupid and then laughing like hyenas and saying "but Vasoooo's like that" (wait, you still do that.and Denise's lame jokes. God, the one about the hair,the knee and the shirt.its traumatising I blocked it.)

for making me play "Where's Wally" with MY WALLET! (oh yes, the icefreezer in 7-eleven. Jog a memory? HUH? HUH?)

for using my handphone as public property. ( no, actually, I might trade that one in. God, THANKS for sending raptorous love declarations. ooooh yes, then doing the whole jap school blink blink "huh me?!"thing.Oh nooooooooo you don't and Faking names and hoping i'll get STUPID and trip up, hence somehow confirming your pervy ideas. Morons, lovable morons but morons FIRST and foremost)

Not for screaming my name a gazzilion times (with heavy innudendos and huge jap school innocent blinking, everytime some idiot walked past... you guys would ace at i-have-no-idea what but such skills ought to be useful somehow:P)

For spending 1.5/2 years in the toilet, so as to cut short the agony we had to go through in lessons (God, I remember econs tutorial. We'd come in armed with sweets for the D/CSQ we had to do EVERY WEEK, fight the natural urge to sleep through almost 2 freakin hours of econs tut, go to the toilet and spend as much time as possible there and walk back, like we were snails on comatose mode)

For just lounging around in the Scope, bitching about school, annoying twerps or musing about love and religion.(every thursday, some deep topic will emerge from the recesses of our soul and when lunch was over, we acted like it never existed. I think we were actually part of some alien takeover beta project. Even now, every thursday, I feel a slight chill.)

Grafitti :) ( some good, some bad, some ugly but all funny)

For just actually doing work and eating tapioca chips (with the eternal debate about the chilli and the one that tastes like cardboard someone left out in the Sahara Desert, yes Denise. It does taste like that)

For always being "supportive" when I was constantly dissed by the great B (yes yes, I remember the goddamn Afghan polo ) YES, THANKS FOR LAUGHING!

For lending me notes and all the pens/pencils in the world (no Lz and Jo, I really wanted to borrow your history notes. I really wanted to but they're too complicated for me so I had to settle for everybody else's but yours. But I really wanted them )

For collectively reciting "The Flea" Il divo-isque(well, if they existed then) ( i remember KY and I would do a chorus and I'd forget half way and she'll just go on, like a regular hand at solo-ing. Ah, what dead men can make you do.)

For also making fun of people's taste in men animals. A regular zoo we had, with the occasional cookie thrown in. Also refer to point 2.

For bitching about every collective school spirit thing we "had"to go but tried to run away from. Contact time? Cross Country! and what other thingmajigs we had.(that only deb seemed enthu about but that's because she's the Asian face for a nike ad. she could run 12 rounds and wipe ONLY beads of sweat a la maria sharapova style while I look like an amazon rainforest after 3 rounds)

For all those hugs and pep talks (yes, Lz's hugs were the best. you'd be gasping for air after one of those hurtling name chortling thing she did :] and for loudly proclaiming its nice to hug me cuz I have more boobs)

For all those waffles and 7 eleven aisle walks for chocolate and food fads ( Denise and Jo's unhealthy obsession with Fried Mee Goreng. the fantatsic offer of 2 for 1 haagen dazz ice cream. Peanut butter and cheese waffles.Prata.Craving for Pizzas.MOONCAKES.mentos.)

For all the pseudo studying sessions where we spent more time dissing the guys and rating them ( and where I learnt an important life lessons about Denise. Never be a math equation that she cannot solve)

God, make-up P.E.(ok, so it wasn't so bad but well its customary to moan about things like that. Who am I to break tradition?)

For all the trips to the bookshop chocolate black market (deb and her "don't you think that Diary milk pure is the best and she'll make this happy la-la-land face. weird. all these athlete types. *tsk* and Brenda's never ending chocolate supply. She was like the candy lady. I wish I knew her when I was younger)

For all the concerts we attended cuz you guys were performing.(KY and her incessant singing of 7days and 7 nights. Just so you know, we went so you'd stop singing cuz we love you forever and ever. And well, she was good. ( i said it once and i'll never say it again) Jo and her drama debut. didn't see a glimpse of her but that's what you're friends for. $10 to see a friend who you can't see cuz she's in the sound box. And the dance concert, which was good. Well, that's cuz Denise can dance and well, yes, that's all there is to it.)

For every after school dinners/lunches we went. I can't remember where we went for some odd reason.

For having your faces plastered up in TJ posters so I could laugh at you FOR EVER ( yes, thank you Deb and De. There is a God up there. Not that you all didn't look nice :D)

For getting caught for the uniform ALL the time ( god, I remember N stopping deb and I, at the track and making us retuck our blouse in because he knew it had to be safety pinned because his N sense was tingling. Must be all that training they get in P.E school.) and erm, other things.

and a million other things that happened that I wish I could write down ( and er, remember.. haha. yes, I can.I do too!)

thank you for some of the best times I ever had. I'll miss you guys. All the best :)

P/s: I'll do a TK one soon... when I start missing you guys
*grin*
*duck*