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Enjoy. Cherish. Love.
Saturday, 1 November 2008 ( 10:26 pm )

The past few days had been fun. So fun that sometimes I forgot it would be the last few days we're spending together.
And yesterday was the last day of school. And also the last time for many things. The last time I would shout at you guys to go down for assembly, the last time we walk down together, the last time we stand as a class, the last time leaving the classroom, the last time I would be addressed as your monitress. I never realised how precious these lil things are. I guess most people won't, till they lost them.
But all along, I've always known that I love 201, very much.

[Quotes from Meizhen's blog]
"remember the period of time when school just started
and then during recesses it was all so quiet so quiet
everyone guaiguai sat at their seats no one talked or said anything most were reading
and then after awhile we started gathering at the bench outside the classroom during recess
different people from different seats sat together in the morning before morning assembly and chatted
people started making friends, and forming cliques
and then everyone started revealing their inner personalities and i dont remember since when everyone became so enthu and hyper and funny and cute and united
oh yeah, remember wuguan, murderer, 10 cents, passing the coin, blind mice, musical chairs
remember playing volleyball with basketball outside 101 classroom
remember that we recognised ourselves as the most enthu class in nanyang history ever
remember the first and only most punctual class we were granted in term 1 of sec 1
remember that time when we own in interclass captain's ballremember that time when we own in fruit day (1073 fruits collected in total?)
remember the times when we cheered for each other when anyone left for competition
remember the times when we made up our own skits and dances and songs, to cheer, to publicize, to encourage, to promote, to attract attention, to have fun.
remember jiayou qianbian bushuang mafan walao wapiang eeyer
remember sleeping during geography..
remember chionging homework in the morning chionging projects a few days before (or even after) the deadline
remember our first class chalet that we had together as a class. we were the only class that had one, because we were (and still are) too bonded, because we loved (and still love) each other too much."
[/end quotes]

Will you still remember all these 10years, 2years, or even 1year down the road?

I will. And that's the very least I can promise. Perhaps I'll forget about the lil quarrels we had
very now and then, or maybe the stupid things we argue over, but I'll never forget the craziness of 201'08 because that is what's so unique about us, or the special bond that held us together as a class.
We're just that crazy, that brainless.

Forget why I get mad at you, forget the no. of times I lost my voice just by shouting at you forget the times I cried because of you.

But just remember that I love you. Too much that I can't bear to let go now.

Remember how we always sit together during recess? No cliques, no nothing, just us.
Or how we always sing Chinese English and recently Tamil songs during long bus trips?
Remember our ability to piss off teachers without knowing it? Apologies to the teachers though.
Remember the unique sounds of our laughter? Cher Yee's sudden HAHAHA, Jessy's high-pitch laughter, Yumo's BWAHAHA or all our laughter combined?
Remember class chalet'07? When the whole class got together to get the fire started? It was raining but we still tried, some peeps holding umbrellas over the bbq pits, some using paper plates to fan, some getting their faces all black from bbq-ing? I remember that time very well, one of the many times I feel damn proud to be 201 because we managed to start out bbq despite the rain, the fact that there were no guys, no adults, no teachers to help us and having zero experience.
Remember Family day'08? That our class is the only one which had the whole class working on the sculpture thinggy?
Remember the prettiness of our noticeboard?
Remember singing birthday songs to teachers every now and then just to waste lesson time?xD
Remember how much we love each other?

***
Project Hwachong uniform yesterday(: And the name given to me by my dearest classmate was Xionghong(?!?!) I wanted Xiaoming okay. Anws it was pretty unusual to see how class so clean after Spring cleaning. I felt so proud then cos everyone was doing their part. And lots of camwhoring, I shall go kope pictures! I kept forgetting our clock was faster by 15min so I let y'all off too early for break as usual. Heehee I guess we attracted a lot of attention? But everyone thought we were wearing for drama or something. There was this 411 senior who wanted to take picture wit/of me and Jinyi but we walked awayxD
Shaole was the first to break down yesterday. And many of you started crying too. It didn't help that Nick Ng was talking about next year crap and most of you were crying by then, around 5/6 of the class. Amazingly I didn't cry. The tears sort of didn't flow down. I was kept telling myself not to cry. When I see all of you crying, my heart hurts too, I wanna cry so damn badly. When Nick Ng asked y'all to do a standing ovation for me when I got my report book from him, I nearly cried but held back. When it finally sank in that it was our last time together in the classroom, it really hit me hard that it's the last day. All your tears were captured in that last photo. I didn't cry, I don't know why. Perhaps as Em said, I was too busy running around the school to cry. But I think, it's because it has never sunk in that we'll really separate. Soon.
I didn't pay attention to the movie. My back was facing the screen. Most of the time I was looking at your faces, trying to remember them. I didn't pay much attention to the speeches by other classes but felt nervous for Em and Huipin who would be saying our speech. So nervous that my stomach hurt. I felt proud once again, cos to me and I know all of us, our montage and speech were the best.
Then it was time, for us to leave the classroom, for the one last time.
Class chalet. 021108.031108.041108.
CnD performance technical run-through. 051108.
CnD nite fundraising. 061108.
We'll still see each other for the next 5days. And I want to smile and have the best timesof my life again. Because I'll be with you.
Enjoy. Cherish. Love.
201 #35

With truckloads of love.



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