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Sunday, February 7, 2010, 9:11 PM

its been a whopping three months since the end of school. i just realised how much life has changed actually.ok i am not going to go on and on about what a slug i am or how miserable i am doing nothing or how i should find a job.my lifestyle has changed for the better or for the worse? i'm still impaired in many ways to make such a judgement.

my life at present lacks structure which i dont think is going to be replaced just by a mere job.life in secondary school had more than structure for me.it had warmth. it had laughter. it had a class full of human beings.and when i mean human beings, i dont just mean the ones we meet when we cross the road or board the bus or as a matter of fact EVERYWHERE but people who have life(something most people lack) within them and not just the ones who wake up everday just to get through the day.

and now as i recall the past two years of life ive realised that ive had more but still so very little.( and for those who dont understand what it means, just carry on reading cause thats what you're going to do anyway) i m not going to be some hyprocite and say that ive had the best time of my life blah blah blah...neither am i going to say i hated every single part of it. cause thats just bullshit.its just heartrending to know that i am not able to walk up to someone and say i had THE BEST two years of my life. and no its not just about school. i made so many friends. and at the same time i've lost some too.

  1. i miss sashaying in my school uniform into golden village cinemas after school to watch movies
  2. i miss our communist community ( or whatever we were called) outings to swensens.
  3. i miss filling in jordi labanda with sham diy and hanan.
  4. i miss the dead silence in class during social studies and the the SUDDEN outburst by mr neo chai wee
  5. i miss OPPOSITE
  6. i miss changing into trackpants and WALKING home in the same fugly pants.
  7. i miss dressing up in the weird outfits declaring my love for milk
  8. i miss watching gaya get DISSED by mdm hasniza
  9. i miss watching zhi an shred his test papers into pieces
  10. i miss offering priya tissue to wipe her drool during french classes
  11. i miss lying to lim aun theen and skipping history lessons to run around school
  12. i miss ponning tamil lessons and hiding in the library.
  13. i miss the noodles from the canteen ive NEVER finished eating
  14. i miss bringing twiggies and raisins to school.
  15. i miss our biolessons AND our tougay( or however you spell it) plant which we mutated.
  16. i miss secretly taking the lift to the art room.
  17. i miss just merely boiling leaves during bio pracs so that well have sthg to show madam (i forgot her name)
  18. i miss naming ceremonies for our pens and pencils
  19. i miss taking new year resolution videos in the middle of the year
  20. i miss yearning to make a fashion statement just like sella
  21. i miss george the librarian.
  22. i miss the silver chairs in the geog room.