Come Monday will be my last official week in TJ.
Time flies.
I still remember the day I received my Olevels.
The day I chose this very school that I'm in now.
The day I first stepped into this foreign place which has become a second home to me.
Orientation was typical orientation.
The people we had fun with someone drifted away and the ones who really walked with me, somehow, are the ones from my class for these two years, or close.
Having to collect the cards for the teachers somehow brought me back to reality. We are graduating soon. As I thought about what I should write for the teachers as well as the class, memories came flowing back.
We were just strangers then. Sitting there, in a circle, introducing ourselves to the people who will be our classmates. Eyes observing every single one, minds commenting about the first impressions they give, hearts wishing to be in some other classes, some other houses. Oh, how could I forget, that teacher who had this lax attitude, he who felt that Cg bonding should be Cg bonding without the teacher.
Fast forward. Cliques started forming. People started getting outcasted. Lines that divide the class, till now, start to appear. Lectures started to bore us, tutorials started robbing our sleeps and lecture tests brought us our first failure. Jcts was horrendous but soon, that become just another distant memory.
Pw. Oh how I miss it yet hate it. It was this that determined whether more lines were to be formed or that some were about to be blurred. Soon enough, your pw mates know more about what was going on than your friends at times. You see them more than other friends of yours. You stayed up late waiting for them to complete their works or just to finish your own. When each deadline drew nearer, you would curse and swear as you typed till godly hours, falling asleep in class the next day and when tutorials were demanded, the only reason why you didn't do was, "PW".
People started talking more to one another. Your PW mates share more inside jokes with you than anyone else. Sometimes you will still think about it and a small smile will appear on your face. Documents with weird names started appearing on your computer screen and you vowed to delete these nightmares once it was over.
Many things followed along and soon, the year had come to an end. We went forward as a class, not losing anyone in the process. OP brought the whole PW journey to an end. You cheered. You smiled. You were so glad that everything had ended.
We became year twos. The oldest in the school. Some people, like me, became ogls. Suddenly your circle of friends grew. New bonds were formed as the old ones started to blur. PW mates stopped being so close. The friends you talked to started to change. People were seen hanging more with others than before. Cold wars broke out. You started seeing the negative sides of some people. Yet the lines, dividing the boys and the girls still remain although it was starting to blur.
Mcts. Tests. Tutorials. Time flies like nobody's business. You struggled to study. Promising yourself that you will once whatever exams were over but time flew by and before you knew it, the cycle repeated itself.
Then come prelims.
And it went by just as fast.
Now it's 4 weeks left to Alevels and you as well as I will be graduating on 17oct2011
Some things remained the same yet some things have changed. Yet memories will always stay somewhere in your heart when you leave this school.
I don't want to admit it but I think I might cry when graduation comes. Not that I will not contact them anymore but that I'll miss every moments I had with these people who have stepped into my life.
Life goes on but I hope our friendships will always remain strong.
