a story worth remembering\\we skip the goodbyes *sometimes its hard to express in words*

It has really been a long time since i last updated this blog. That was the start of A's i think and now it is all over. 12 years of schooling life is all over for me. The next 2 years will be spent as a life of a soldier. Time sure pass us by quickly. It seemed like yesterday since i last dreamt of going into army and shaving my head to G.I and in about 1.5 months time, i will be serving NS.

Forget about NS first, let's talk about school. There was the St Andrew's Open house on the 18th Nov 2007. About 2 years ago, i still had no idea there was this school and students who called themselves saints. Then as we stepped in and adjusted to the hectic lifestyle of JC life and mixed with fellow saints, i finally realised what is like to be a saint. However bad my life in SA is, i still have to admit there are lots of fun people in the school and i am thankfully i came across many of them. For those who crossed my path throughout the years in JC, thank you. On the 20th Nov 2007, it was the last time that i wore a school uniform. Feels so nostalgic when i last walked across the St Andrew's bridge that connected block 142 to the school. I knew of the block number all because of ziyi. Remembering the times when we had to call him during prelims to ask where he is as the paper is starting soon. Walked pass the classrooms to recall the times when weihao was sleeping in during lessons. The cafe where we usually hang out during the useless lectures. The Student Centre where i will minyi and shirley talking from outside. And finally and most importantly, the hall where we sat down waiting and looking intently at the clock when it displayed 0915 and dreading next feb or mar where we had to step into that place again to collect our results.

Today was the end of our 3D 2N chalet at downtown east chalet. It was enjoyable as always. 2 years ago, same place same block, we been to that chalet. A year ago, had no time for chalet. That's how JC life is. Pasir Ris has changed quite a lot. Or maybe its because i haven been there much. There were activities like night cycling, x-boxing, wild wild wetting, basketball training, drinking and most of all, eating. Hard to summarise just how fun it had been for me. Photos will tell the story.

That's all for now. Will update as soon as there is something to write about. For now, take care everyone!!