Thursday, March 25, 2010
oh man,
i miss our malan campus ):
the co spoilt co room door that we can just open without having to get keys,
those days that we had to struggle with percussion instruments down the stairs.
the smallness of the co room.
my bass corner ):
last time i could just dump all my stuff there, it was great.
those percussion instruments staying outside,
now, we have to freaking move everything inside the not-that-big co store room.
EVEN ALL THE BASSES HAVE TO GO IN.
YOU KNOW HOW HEAVY THE HARDCOVERS ARE THANKS.
i miss the carpetted floor too.
it was so nice to sit on,
the floor of the new co room is not nice ):
last time it was so squeezy that my bow could poke mahweiren.
now, we're just so far apart.
i miss the location too.
malan road,
now, boonlay road.
like so many people stay at boonlay road,
no more dinner after cca, they have to rush home cos they live just too near.
i dont get to go home with people anymore,
loner life ):
i miss taking mrt with xinyu weiren youwei jiawei kennard etc.
now, we just walk to boonlay and say goodbye.
last time,
we could go to clementi, vivocity, queensway, blahblah.
now, its just jurong point, jurong point and still jurong point.
im totally sick and tired of jurong point,
i miss sumo house, i miss superdog, i miss curry chicken.
how i wish we didnt move,
i dont like the new school, its so big i have to walk so much.
its so new that everything stinks.
i suddenly miss so much stuff,
so many people.
today mandy was telling us shes leaving like, soon.
we just realised how fast it was that years just flew past like that,
a few months later,
maybe not even a month,
a few weeks later,
the year sixs are leaving us.
theres no more jingqin to nag at me randomly for idk why,
no more youwei's dontknow what hes just weird.
no more judith no more jingyuan no more panyin no more lydia.
no more yunrou no more weilin no more all the year sixs.
soon, it'll be next year. mandy's batch will be leaving us too.
omg by then i'll be year five,
k whatever i dont even know if i'll promote lah shit.
i cant imagine all the seniors leaving ):
sooooooooon weiren cheahjing tiantian szenee yifan jwei qingcheng muisock jeremy blah everyone will be leaving!
then i'll be LEAVING HAHA.
k whatever.
shit what the hell am i doing.
i dontknow why i just feel very sad now.
blah i miss everything i dont like my life now ):
i miss sec two,
home econs!
blahblah.
the lessons now are so boring its just lessons and lessons and lessons nothing fun, nothing for me to look forward to at all ):
i miss the time before syf last year oh my gosh i shant continue writing.
wuti1 ):
hai.
we were still playing wuti1 kuaiban just now during the extra prac,
omg memories.
wuti1 was the first proper song i learnt when i came into co.
xiaokuaiban!
e b e g b d e g e c g a b f b d e b e g e c d b e d f d e a b d.
those days when i was carrying my file wherever i go,
trying to memorise the four pages of notes,
plus chan ge, six.
those extra practices during saturdays,
those extra practices on thursday after school in the smelly drama studio.
oh i miss those days damn lot.
the wonderful piece,
the time when so many people cried.
the mo qi with the seniors,
guidance of kennard,
they have left us,
oh dear.
idk why i wrote this post whatever im going to sleep,
pray hard i would dream of everything ever since mrlee pointed at me and asked me to join them for syf till everything later.
how i wish i could experience everything all over again.
those memorable moments, those wonderful experience..
11:16 PM
