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farewells 2005 I’m trying to get a job as a lab assistant, or bank admin or smth, and I’m looking for someone to go with me. Anyone? I want to ask vic along, but wth does she have to be in Taiwan playing 50cent machines now. I’m working near aljunied, but I think my job sucks. If I can’t find another one I’ll stick it out, but if I can I’m out of there. I’ll stick it out cause I want the money, and because I don’t want to lose that easily. I’m under 3 women and one man, the boss. The one man is married to H. as I understand it, they have 3 kids, 2nd in rj, last in nygh. M is the man’s brother’s wife. A, I don’t know where she hails from, but is so far the nicest. Those are the dapai people, the others I get along just fine, and I quite enjoy myself too. I can’t stand being under those 2 women, who love to make sure I’m doing smth, like to ask me what exactly I’m doing, and like to treat me like crap. I exaggerate. But ah, women with power are not to be trifled with. I think why I can’t stand it is partially because they’re women. I mean, I’ve been in a female environment all my life, and no one in rg gets stepped on that easily. Not even stepped over, stepped on. Just because I’m sixteen, just because I’m a part-timer, just because you like to wei feng. Thank goodness I’m like, the tallest there. Besides bonnie, who happens to be my newfound friend. In other words, when she looks at me to tell/ask/command, I have the pleasure of seeing her look up into my face. Yum. I’m losing my wits. Stupid shit. CO Farewell 2005 Finally time to bid goodbye. Nothing much to say about it. It had a toned down feel to it, but that was probably because of where we were in. Compared to the 100 of us squeezing into the co room as before, the kschee was huge. It’s the spatial factor; everyone’s too spread out to be affected much. Plus the zdl rendition of dang ni gu dan ni hui xiang qi shui is absolutely cheerful. The original is much nicer. In fact, ruan was singing it happily, laughing and all. I wrote only to ruan and about 4 others. Most of them also wrote me, and a lot of others whom I didn’t write to. Thank you, juniors. It’s always nice to know you made a difference. And yes! The presents I gave the sec2s totally rock. Ok, egoness there. It’s funny to think of how all of us except jt cried last year. Because this year only jt cried. I neglect to mention the fact that our sec1s were in a world of their own. I predicted that it’d be like that, as the days got closer. It’s a strange feeling; you come close to breaking down, but not quite. There was the usual banter amongst us, the constant teasing, typical bullying. I think it was more of what we felt, not what we showed. Or maybe as vic said, we’ve become more resilient. It’s good. I’ll remember how selene told them to bully me one last time, what the shit. But more importantly, that last dinner in the canteen, the time we spent in the kschee taking silly photos, with everyone trying to look taller than me. How we looked around for a place to sit at plaza sing, and sat there talking until 1030pm. And we came up with a wonderful name for the blog. Ah. Phantasmagorical ((: Ruan chalet 05 Love ruan to bits. That’s about the only confession I so happily make, since others have no qualms about saying that too. Met up earlier and as usual everyone was late. What’s new? Went shopping for food and had lunch before taking a bus there. Then we walked all the way in to laguna, which even for me is hell. Plus I was carrying all my crap, a mahjong set and two 1.5l bottles, courtesy of my irresistibly cute juniors. Puke, please. Lounged around playing cards and eating chocolates, then went out for a stroll. After that we decided to go swimming, and vic and jt went in with us fully dressed. :D we’re nuts to do that in a country club people pay 80K to get into, but well, sue us. It was evening and we could hardly be seen, so we all went down the 1.2 and 3m deep pools with shirts over us. -.- then we tried the slides, about 5 people at once. It’s meant for individual use, actually. (: and we had fun screaming our heads off, because it gets steep and scary. Vic and I got dinner ready, and again we launched into cards. Then we played I never, which I’ve discovered so far the game which allows us to dig the deep dark secrets out of juniors. And we don’t even have to do it purposely; the juniors happily give away their secrets. Some of the better ones: Each one of our sec2s did at least one of the above. Aren’t they supposed to be adorable or smth? Around 2 I slept on the couch while they all played mahjong. I don’t, and I was the one who brought the set all the way there. Cheers. We slept close to 4, and got up too late to go for the complimentary breakfast. (: after we checked out we sat near the tennis courts playing cards until 2.30. we rock. RGS Farewell Alma Mater 2005 I’m typing this on diff days, so I might as well include headings. Farewell alma mater, to be honest wasn’t as glamorous as I thought it’d be. I had this idea that the nominees would catwalk in front of us, ha. They didn’t. So anyway the food and service wasn’t all that nice either. I said thank you to them ~10 times but not once did they give any acknowledgement. Hurray for hotel service. Basically I could walk, didn’t trip, didn’t sprain my ankle. I didn’t get myself into any kind of disaster or fix. (: I love the soup, btw. Adeline mich and I had about 3 bowls each cause the others decided on was enough. Yum. The rest was ok, some I already tried during my cousin’s wedding. Mich kept asking me if I wanted her lipstick kiss on my back hahaha. After that everyone kind of abandoned the table at times for phototaking. Ah. My battery died on me, so there are a lot of photos I don’t have. Yet. Anyway those who want the photos check back again tmr night. (: Later on we walked around orchard in some kind of formation, cause it was midnight and eddy kept saying what if. Took certain photos that you can’t usually take in the day, then got rations from 7-11 and headed back. Prank called charmaine who was next door, then attempted teaching the rest bridge. Gave up trying to play anything we just fell asleep around 3. Went for the complimentary breakfast buffet with yiwen reb and germ the next day, then walked over to hmv with mich. I want November’s chopin. Reached home at slept from 1-7 straight. Anyway, today we returned to school to collect our testimonials and other reports. After that I went round school with joohui taking photos, then headed to sc building for an interview. Mmm, hope we get news soon. The other day I accepted a testimonial from Eugene, and it brought back those lame memories. Not that being funny is a downside. Which makes me wonder who I will see in RJ next year, because sometime last year he wanted to go to rj. Ytd night I found out I’ll be seeing xy, happiness. I like the fact we’re still in contact after 4 years. There are few people, whether in rgs or not, that I started talking to in sec1, and still continue talking to now. Talk about relevant things, not racking my brains to think of smth to say. Ok, I appreciate the presence of these people. Today jh and I came across the grease movie dvd, which we watched in sec2. It seems like we only just watched it last year, fresh memories that they bring back. Who are the people and what are the beliefs that we’ve stuck to throughout this time? I wish I didn’t have to think so hard about whether I want to join co. Really, if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t give a shit. How are you? It wasn’t anyone’s fault, yet at the same time, it was our fault. Both of us. I wasn’t wrong in wanting it to be. I wasn’t wrong in placing my trust in you then. Neither was I wrong in believing in you, no. But I was wrong in assuming that you’d stay the same. I was wrong in assuming you’d never change. I forgot that even birds leave when their wings grow. As always, assumptions. Thank you very much. I’d wanted it to last. 那天你和我那个山丘 I suddenly feel like eating chocolate. Mint chocolate. Yumm. And I want a really nice book. Recently I’m not in the mood for fantasy. It feels heavy after a day’s work, I don’t know why. So I’m reading crap like, yeah, sophie kinsella. However you spell it. Before I get sued, I mean crap as in well, light hearted, compared to what I usually read. Ah, november’s chopin reeks of his style of music. Which I totally like. Okay, reeks, for lack of a better word. So.. you. Are you coming back? 天上的星星笑地上的人 You haven't said bye. |
