nostalgia
i was digging for my high school’s uniform. found it. held it in my hands. tears started rolling down…
my uniform held so much memories. every thread in my school uniform is as though they held a different story each day..
4years, 48months, 208weeks , 1460days.
i still remember the first day of school.. my dad, sister went to school together with me. trying to find the location. and me meeting Hukun at the school’s gate. Meeting Mr Chow for the first time and him praising Hukun and me out of nowhere.. which really made our day.
The havoc days where we will go to the arcade everyday to DDR. the first result slip we received with MANY F9s. the first of many things. when we were all so young and innocent. doing things because we really want to have fun. me receiving 12938219083102 calls from my mum cause she was waiting at the school’s carpark for me for way too long.. good o’ days.
moving on the sec 2. when things really got better. most of us got used to the overwhelming 9subjects-stress and our results began to pick up. our result slips were all from red underlined F9s to A1s and A2s. for the lucky me, i got into triple science class in sec 3.
it was really a joy to be able to study in the school’s top class and knowing your parents are actually proud of you for at least some things in your life.
ohh. did i mention i was very active in my CCA as well? Girls’ Brigade.
the place where i made great friends whom i am still in contact with up till TODAY.
Elizabeth, Kiti, Nissi. how much we went through together. the JOY and TEARS we shared.
i will never forget…
i don’t really want to talk about the last year of my high school. it was the worst.
not did my results dropped terribly, my attendance in school, my concentration in class, my motivations.
i regretted skipping school for church. i should have known that it wasn’t good for me. ANYWAY! it was the WORST YEAR OF MY LIFE.
(p/s i think i will do well without church. they didn’t help alot. just saying.)
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Mr Chow, my favourite literature teacher who motivates people in the SIMPLEST way.
Mr Koa, my favourite PE teacher who goes extra mile to make sure you pass NAPFA easily. (he ran with me for 2.4km run. and when i tried to stop/slow down/walk, he will pull me along with him.)
Miss Yam, my sec 1′s form teacher whom i dislike initially, who is actually a WONDERFUL teacher! i miss her.
Mrs Betty Koh, my Elementary Maths teacher who is really funny and teaches us VERY well. my Emaths improved to a A1 from a F9 because of her!
Miss Sharifah, the PRETTIEST teacher in school who teaches Arts. she is a wonderful artist!:D
Mrs Logan, who always encourage me into doing literature and doing well. if only i heeded her advice and did not take up triple science..
Mdm Shirley Ng, the best maths teacher of all times. because of her, i start adoring maths. i should really thank her for that!
Mdm Fong, the extremely fierce chinese teacher. every other kids in school were afraid of her. she throws tables and chairs at students when she is angry! but she is a very very good chinese teacher.
MR ANG, our BELOVED principal! he is the BEST principal one school could EVER EVER EVER ask for. the principal who goes overseas CIP trip with each and every classes! <3
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i really do miss my high school life alot..
every bits of it… up to the detention classes and when the times i got suspended from class.
can i pretty pretty turn back time?):
